Penny stood there, big blue eyes blinking intermittantly, as she still held out her hand to Ollie. Her other hand reached up and scratched the back of her gingery head. Both she and Ollie just stood there, as both she and Ollie just stared at her pale hand. After the heavy moment of silence passed, Penelope made a fist out of the open hand and just fist-bumped her own hand. Why waste the opportunity?
"'Kay, so I say: 'Sup, dragon...?' and then you go: 'Sup, Penelope! You're soooooooo pretty and I'm in love with you! You have such nice clear skin! '
and then we tap fists, '
kay? Next time, dragon, 'kay? Next time..."
She shrugged, sighed, then turned to face the incoming new comers, and of course her big blues just stayed big and blue as she stared at them. Then noting that they had no interest in her she pulled out her backup sketchbook and pen and instantly plopped down into a cross-legged sitting position.
Right before she began drawing a familiar gust of blown wind shot in her direction. The gust ruffled a tuft of her hair. Just a bit. Once again a copper-coloured eye-brow raised, bemusedly
(sooooo much more effecive when she's a huge-hurly-burly-big-butt-beast-- I heard that, Penny...), but she did however, get the point and slowly slinked her way back up to a standing position.
But! She still had her backup sketchbook and pen in hand and so she began sketch-sketchy sketching away! Why waste the opportunity?
She perked up when she heard Jordyn call Camilla,
gorgeous... by 'accident.' A small smirk pulled up at the one corner of her rosy lips. Looked like Penelope and Jordyn had something in common; they both could not help but notice gorgeous things. On her page she had sketched the glowing cave flowers... and then
Camilla the Gorgeous... by 'accident.'
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So this is the interrupter...
Eye to eye they stood; swirling and shifting marbled violet-pink eyes gazing levelly into radiant golden-sun eyes.
Eurus.
Patient and peaceful Eurus. Of course, she knew him inwardly as
Lone Wind of Autumn. And even though he had interrupted her-- oh how infuriating was such an act-- she could forgive in this instance. And only this one time. Welll... This male's dragon's prudence had proven to be the best course of action decades ago. But still...
"...if it's a war they wish to wage, as I was saying before being so rudely interrupted, Eurus... then we should best be wary and prep our own strategies before venturing forth. Loverly as a pre-emptive strike sounds, as far as plotting goes, no, I don't think it's very prudent, is it, Eurus...? "
"--or something like that..."
"--yes Penny, it actually is something like that, thank you very much."
"I like his eyes too...!"
"--yes Penny, yes, you do..." said the Space Dragon; her husky voice trailing into a 'goddess-I-love-this-girl-but-shut-up-already sigh,
"and it is quite the pleasure to finally meet your Rider-- Hail and hearts to you, Camilla-- and I suppose... I reckon... aye. A pleasure to see you again, Eurus. As always..."
Chastaine chuckled lightly to herself then leaned forward to rub necks as was tradition and formal-- then just like before with Dione, she pulled back quickly, yet awkwardly.
After a quick sweep of the present faces, she nodded in agreement with the suggestion to take things outdoors. It seemed best to accompany the others to get some fresher air outside the cave. She looped an arm tightly around Penny's arm as they traipsed wth much trepidation and care towards the skies outside.
"But very well then, perhaps we should go outside and have a gander at this map-- Wait. Now just what the actual f--" a hand went to her swirling, flowing nebulous hued hair, and, with a flick of her wrist, she cleared it off her shoulder as she leaned in to have a closer look at this map. For what felt like an eternity, she tried to decipher this 'map' or what some may know as that chicken-scratched -piece-of-sh--
"--it is signed! Oh! But 'tis signed by Grandest Ryo! Would you just look at that...that... that 'masterpiece.' ...Go here... not here... possible 'sharknado' here-- a what? What is that? And then what do we have written here? 'And I was like: Baby. Baby. Baby. Oh.' What kind of wisdom is this supposed to--"
"I agree with K-boy, Dione and Ollie's Rider over there, Chaza..." said Penny in a small voice as she sat cross-legged and skektched.
"What's that? Agree with what, dear...? I was busy... 'inspecting' this piece of-- map! This map, Penny! It was made by Grandest Ryo, you know! And just who is this K-boy?"
"Kusanagi Tenzen. He's alright. Seems cool. But as for you, Chaza. I want you to hide, big sis. I want you to remain in human form... for now... please..."
"What?! And remain in this form till when? Wearing this... this fabric? How dare a dragon be forced to do such a thing... HIDE?! A Space-Dragon, no less! Penelope! I'll do no such thing! I am Chastaine, 'Heavenly Sentinel!' I am done hiding from mortal eyes!"
"Kusanagi says it will make a good battle advantage, Dione says its good recon and Ollie's Rider says we shouldn't attract attention, Chaza... please..."
A moment longer did the defiant look remain on that porcelain skinned face, violet-pink eyes blazing. Her gaze burned daggers into Penny's scalp as the teen continued to sketch, head down, big blues averting the intensity of that gaze. Then it softened as a wave of calm and love soared across her dragon heart in a human body.
Bloody hell... Empaths... Suddenly the map fell away as a secondary concern to the Space-Dragon. But an answer for Penelope she did not yet give.
Chastaine sighed and looked around at the others for their input regarding remaining in human form.
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