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Fearghal "Ah, wonderful."

LadyTevar wrote:

Coaan wrote:He looked up and chuckled as she flew through the sky, and waited until she landed, offering a smile

"I know...we have a sort of bond between us although I can scarce describe it" He replied, reaching out with a finger to scratch lightly on the underside of her muzzle "Much better....the rest has helped the healing well."

he's... scritching... under... my.... chin....... nonononononoonoonoooooooohhhhh.... Her back leg starts bating against the ground, her nicotating membrances closing over her eyes ad her eyelids half-shutting as her head bends back, back, back, exposing as much of her chin as possible to the wonderful entrancing intoxication of the Scritches

He smiled and shook his head at her responce and continued the gentle ministration with the tip of his finger along the flat of her chin, switching between running his fingers along the scaled neck and tracing a small patterned shape carefully

Secquon, who had pretty much been on overwatch for the last few days, letting the mages conduct their business uninterrupted, approached Astinius. " This Time Dilated Demiplane of yours, would it be possible to vary the nature of the place? Increased air resistance, temperature extremes, higher gravity, things of that nature?"

Keevan_Colton wrote:Fearghal "Ah, wonderful."

"Now, shall we go down to the standard research lab and get to work on that Qucickened Destroy spell? And rain of fire.. they shouldnt take that long"

We can take 10s on the spellcraft check for them.

consequences wrote:Secquon, who had pretty much been on overwatch for the last few days, letting the mages conduct their business uninterrupted, approached Astinius. " This Time Dilated Demiplane of yours, would it be possible to vary the nature of the place? Increased air resistance, temperature extremes, higher gravity, things of that nature?"

"Not once it is created... Though, I could just send you to various planes for that"

Coaan wrote:

LadyTevar wrote:

Coaan wrote:He looked up and chuckled as she flew through the sky, and waited until she landed, offering a smile

"I know...we have a sort of bond between us although I can scarce describe it" He replied, reaching out with a finger to scratch lightly on the underside of her muzzle "Much better....the rest has helped the healing well."

he's... scritching... under... my.... chin....... nonononononoonoonoooooooohhhhh.... Her back leg starts bating against the ground, her nicotating membrances closing over her eyes ad her eyelids half-shutting as her head bends back, back, back, exposing as much of her chin as possible to the wonderful entrancing intoxication of the Scritches

He smiled and shook his head at her responce and continued the gentle ministration with the tip of his finger along the flat of her chin, switching between running his fingers along the scaled neck and tracing a small patterned shape carefully

It's really not fair, you know. She's still just a Very Young Dragon, so this kind of petting and scritches had her making a sound that in a far smaller creature might be called a purr. Her skin was still soft enough for this gentle ministration to affect her, when she got older, her hide will toughen to the point that rolling in coins and gems would barely tickle. These are the cute and cuddly days of her life... in another 10 years, when she'd be considered Young, she'd no longer admit she enjoyed this kind of intimacy and trust, rather like a boys no longer wants to get hugged in public.

he's... scritching... under... my.... chin....... nonononononoonoonoooooooohhhhh.... Her back leg starts bating against the ground, her nicotating membrances closing over her eyes ad her eyelids half-shutting as her head bends back, back, back, exposing as much of her chin as possible to the wonderful entrancing intoxication of the Scritches

Your a DRAGON, that's wrong, that's just so WRONG.

lazerus wrote:

he's... scritching... under... my.... chin....... nonononononoonoonoooooooohhhhh.... Her back leg starts bating against the ground, her nicotating membrances closing over her eyes ad her eyelids half-shutting as her head bends back, back, back, exposing as much of her chin as possible to the wonderful entrancing intoxication of the Scritches

Your a DRAGON, that's wrong, that's just so WRONG.

(He does have cha 26 now though, so that may explain it )

LadyTevar wrote:

Coaan wrote:

LadyTevar wrote: he's... scritching... under... my.... chin....... nonononononoonoonoooooooohhhhh.... Her back leg starts bating against the ground, her nicotating membrances closing over her eyes ad her eyelids half-shutting as her head bends back, back, back, exposing as much of her chin as possible to the wonderful entrancing intoxication of the Scritches

He smiled and shook his head at her responce and continued the gentle ministration with the tip of his finger along the flat of her chin, switching between running his fingers along the scaled neck and tracing a small patterned shape carefully

It's really not fair, you know. She's still just a Very Young Dragon, so this kind of petting and scritches had her making a sound that in a far smaller creature might be called a purr. Her skin was still soft enough for this gentle ministration to affect her, when she got older, her hide will toughen to the point that rolling in coins and gems would barely tickle. These are the cute and cuddly days of her life... in another 10 years, when she'd be considered Young, she'd no longer admit she enjoyed this kind of intimacy and trust, rather like a boys no longer wants to get hugged in public.

"Such wonderful beings, dragons."

He smiled and carefully slowed to draw his hand away

"You should see what they have managed to do with the tower...it really is amazing for just a week...and I hear Jax is messing about with more of those...bugs"

Coaan wrote: "Such wonderful beings, dragons."

He smiled and carefully slowed to draw his hand away

"You should see what they have managed to do with the tower...it really is amazing for just a week...and I hear Jax is messing about with more of those...bugs"

Awwwwwwwww.. no more scritches.......
but her eyes open fully, and a sly smile touches her lips. More bugs...? The sly grin gets bigger, resembling the cat watching the canary. I wonder if they've learned to run faster yet.....

LadyTevar wrote:

Coaan wrote: "Such wonderful beings, dragons."

He smiled and carefully slowed to draw his hand away

"You should see what they have managed to do with the tower...it really is amazing for just a week...and I hear Jax is messing about with more of those...bugs"

Awwwwwwwww.. no more scritches.......
but her eyes open fully, and a sly smile touches her lips. More bugs...? The sly grin gets bigger, resembling the cat watching the canary. I wonder if they've learned to run faster yet.....

"More later mayhaps."

He chuckled softly and grinned at her expression

"who knows what they are cooking up in that lab? but it's certain not to move quick enough..."

As if on cue, a worker replicator with two metal wings lands nearby.

Alyrium Denryle wrote:

consequences wrote:Secquon, who had pretty much been on overwatch for the last few days, letting the mages conduct their business uninterrupted, approached Astinius. " This Time Dilated Demiplane of yours, would it be possible to vary the nature of the place? Increased air resistance, temperature extremes, higher gravity, things of that nature?"

"Not once it is created... Though, I could just send you to various planes for that"

"Ah, twas a thought, the whole time compression thing sounds like it has a great deal of potential for certain military aspects."

lazerus wrote:As if on cue, a worker replicator with two metal wings lands nearby.

Erhart, close as he is, can tell Torma sees it, just by how her eyes flick briefly to it. Catlike, she pretends to ignore it, although the quick flicker of her eyes back and forth, measuring distance, calculating angle of attack, was scarily readable if Erhart watched.


POUNCE!!!!!!!! Squash!!! Darn.... it broke.

He broke out into soft laughter at the scene and shook his head, curling his mouth into a smile.

"Definatly not fast enough."

The bug chitters pathically and then dies.

With a *bzzzzt*, antoher one that was hidding nearby suddenly grows a sense of self-preservation and flies away at to speed. (90ft)

lazerus wrote:The bug chitters pathically and then dies.

With a *bzzzzt*, antoher one that was hidding nearby suddenly grows a sense of self-preservation and flies away at to speed. (90ft)

Now, what makes Dragons so terrifying is that they have some of the keenest senses in the planes. Torma's BlindSense had 'felt' another one nearby, her KeenSense caught the frightened buzzing, and she had whirled and started bounding in that direction as the bug took flight, a look of sheer pleasure at the joy of the hunt on her face as the bug beelined for safety.

Inside, the war corrdinator thought.
Unit #121 terminated, Unit #11 threatened. Entity #1 of Species #003 idenfified as sourse of hostility. Responce prepared.

As Torma chased the worker, a large force of Warrior gathered on the walls and ground neaby. They turned towards her, and dozens of energy bolts raced towards her.

++it's electric, so it can't hurt her, they don't know your immune++

lazerus wrote:Inside, the war corrdinator thought.
Unit #121 terminated, Unit #11 threatened. Entity #1 of Species #003 idenfified as sourse of hostility. Responce prepared.

As Torma chased the worker, a large force of Warrior gathered on the walls and ground neaby. They turned towards her, and dozens of energy bolts raced towards her.

++it's electric, so it can't hurt her, they don't know your immune++

HEY!!!!
Torma wasn't hurt, just surprised by the sudden attack of tickling electricity.
Oh... so *that's* how you want to play, is it? Torma answered, her eyes glowing with glee as she pounced after the Warriors, batting them about like cat toys, letting the electric jolts pass over her, veiling her at times in a nimbus of St. Elmo's (Eliministers?) Fire.

Erhart watched with clear amusement visable on his face as the 'cat' chased and inevitably caught the mice. It was clear those cartoons always lied.

Species #003 proving resistant. Hostilty Index updated. Ability Index updated. Assume alternate tactics.

The warrior replicators flee, and more of the flying ones show up. Abandoing all strategy, the hurl themselves at the dragon and hold on, the huge numbers of them trying to use their sheet weight to pull her out of the air.

*must... not... succumb ... to silliness... I am... above.. such things, a seeker... of order.. Oh, who am I kidding?*

Secquon leaps out the window, shouts "Banzai!" and begins pulling Replicators off of the dragon, swatting them out of the air with non-lethal strikes.

lazerus wrote:Species #003 proving resistant. Hostilty Index updated. Ability Index updated. Assume alternate tactics.

The warrior replicators flee, and more of the flying ones show up. Abandoing all strategy, the hurl themselves at the dragon and hold on, the huge numbers of them trying to use their sheet weight to pull her out of the air.

Since she was mostly on the ground hunting the bugs, it was easy to gang up on her ... but it was clear that the tiny dragon was far, far stronger than she looked. She dropped and rolled, crushing them under her, she took to the air, shaking them off in droves.
((Str 22.. can't recall the Carry Cap, but I don't think you have enough Bugs to bother her.))

Species #003 continues to resist. Alternate tactics ineffective. Now bringing units #1200 through #1270 online.......

70 Warrior replicators come around the corner, only in place of the small gem of the electric gun, there is a rather nasty looking tube with a glow coming from the end.

70 bolts of flame fly toward her and explode, most bounze off her scales, but a few hit their mark.

++found your AC with help from other PC's, assume law of averages, 4d6 points of damage == 15 points++

lazerus wrote:Species #003 continues to resist. Alternate tactics ineffective. Now bringing units #1200 through #1270 online.......

70 Warrior replicators come around the corner, only in place of the small gem of the electric gun, there is a rather nasty looking tube with a glow coming from the end.

70 bolts of flame fly toward her and explode, most bounze off her scales, but a few hit their mark.

++found your AC with help from other PC's, assume law of averages, 4d6 points of damage == 15 points++

((AC was 28, ya know...))

OW!
Okay, this wasn't fun anymore... Torma shook off as many of the bugs as she needed to get her wings free and launched herself into the air, winging about for her own little shot at them. No more playing nice....

((Fly-By Attack. Lightning Breath on those 70 units... as well as any in the way of the strafing run))