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10/22/2015 10:45:14 PM
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[i]They both nod grimly, Ninian bearing a look of extreme worry. There was something else up, but Nils didn't seem to sense it.[/i][quote]Nils: So, can you show me those cool metal dragons? I wanna talk to them, I didn't think they heard me earlier!!![/quote][i]Ninian's look of worry was replaced with a smile, as she ruffled her brother's hair.[/i][quote]Ninian: No, silly, they don't talk![/quote]
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[i]Walking to the two of them, he leans down to the boy.[/i] Those "dragons" don't talk themselves, but they have people that talk for them. The people that ride them talk for the "dragon" so that they can communicate while working together.
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[i]He ponders on the answer, eyes wandering to the ceiling, deep in thought.[/i][quote]Nils: Soooooo can I talk to the people who talk for the dragon? They must know what he's saying! He might not speak Drægøøñ...[/quote][i]It sounded like Drægøøñ, the way he said it, but even if Blackjack tried, he just couldn't seem to make his mouth say those words... impossible.[/i][i] Ninian laughs.[/i][quote]Ninian: Ah, don't mind him... he's rather stubborn som-[/quote][quote]Nils: NO I'M NOT!!![/quote][quote]Ninian: Haha yes you are![/quote][quote]Nils: NU UH!!![/quote]
