adventurous_logs | Sleeping dragon? Not so much.

Sleeping dragon? Not so much.

Who: Skyfire and whoever happens to find him.
What: He's sleeping outside while waiting for permission to set up a home, because he doesn't want to be a burden on the locals.
When: A couple of days after arrival, any time between the early evening and early morning.
Where: Random spots around the edge of town and the local forest areas.

It wouldn't kill him to sleep outside for a while, at least that's what Skyfire kept telling himself. During the day between the sun and walking around, he could ignore the cold, but he was finding that at night it was a different story.

Even though it wouldn't kill him, it didn't mean that it was a pleasant experience. Finding a place out if the wind wasn't too hard, but he was still feeling rather chilled. Being organic was really different from being his 'normal' self, he'd never realized just how sensitive organics were to different temperatures.

Being curled up with his wings covering as much as himself as he could manage made things somewhat better. Princess Celestia had been kind enough to agree to help find him somewhere he wouldn't be an inconvenience to the locals, so he thought he could handle being cold for a while... Still, he'd welcome a distraction as sleep was going to be rather difficult.

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It’s perfectly normal not to notice Amelie approaching because frankly she just warps the fabric of spacetime to get places these days.

“No. I was just worried, since it’s rather cold out and most dragons don’t like the cold that much.”

She’s saying it as if she has personal experience.

"I'll admit, that it's not pleasant... but a few nights out here won't kill me." Maybe. He's sure it won't, but then he still doesn't know much about dragons either. Still, he's trying to seem positive that he'll be alright and gives her a small smile.

"Finding somewhere large enough for me to fit isn't easy after all." It wasn't as if he could fit into any of the local housing and he wasn't so inconsiderate as to just start digging and making somewhere for himself either.

Amelie isn’t sure what to make of that reply, so...she’ll place it aside for now.

“Do you need anything to eat? Drink?”

Pause.

“A blanket, perhaps?”

He shakes his head lightly. "I'm doing alright..." Though the mention of a blanket does get a slight longing look before he stubbornly pushes that idea away. "I don't have the money to buy one for my size... and where would one even buy such a thing? I can do without. It's not that cold out."

Stubborn Skyfire is stubborn, and also not used to people wanting to help him. He's used to being the one to help, not to be the one accepting it.

...hm. Amelie comes to a decision.

“Okay, listen. I’ve decided to help you. Please do not be startled when I come back and start draping you in blankets.”

A brass hoop appears behind her and she trots through it briskly, vanishing into thin air.

Skyfire opens his mouth to say something, only to snap it shut with a poleaxed expression on his face as the pink unicorn vanished through some kind of portal.

"What the..?" He just shook his head and wondered if he'd just imagined that. If not, this place was going to take a lot more getting used to than he thought. Getting up, he went over to investigate the area that she'd just left from.

As he watches, another hoop forms - but instead of freestanding like the last one, it’s lying on the ground. Amelie hauls herself through it, because she really does enjoy pretending she’s Bugs Bunnelby.

She seems to have wrapped a large, fuzzy blanket around herself like a cape.

“Bonjour! If you are ready, I can begin draping you in blankets!”

He's just going to stare a moment, before putting his nose right next to where she'd come up. "How do you do that?" Curiosity wins out over blankets for the moment, but then he has to give her a somewhat concerned look when she brings them up again.

"Don't others need them though?" And since it seemed like she was going to bring blankets anyways, at least he could return them after "... and who do I return them to?"

“If I want to, I can connect any two points in space with my hoops.”

As she sits down, she wraps the blanket around herself so that one hoof is encased, and then a hoop appears on her other foreleg.

“You won’t need to return them - I’m only using this one, and it’s mine.”

With that, she activates the hoop on her leg and half of it disappears, sticking out of a matching hoop that’s floating over Skyfire. A blanket forms beneath it and drifts down to land on the dragon’s back.

“I can create permanent copies of anything I touch, so I’ll just make enough blankets to cover you, alright?”

Her explanations had him both confused and intrigued by her abilities, also slightly concerned by the duplication ability... but too polite to say anything about it right now.

"I'll admit I'm curious as to how that works." He does startle a little as the blanket lands on his back, and he reaches around to grab it to get a closer look. "It won't do anything to wear you out or harm you to copy that many of them will it?" Skyfire wouldn't mind the blankets to be truthful, but at the same time he was worried about how that might affect her, plus already trying to figure out how to return the favor later.

Amelie shakes her head.

“It’s never taken me any effort at all to do. It’s actually gotten stronger the more I use it.”

She continued to make blankets as she was talking, and they’re starting to pile up.

Skyfire nods, but also watches her carefully for signs that she might be over exerting herself. He might not know anything about her abilities, but he had to wonder what the limits were... or even when to ask her to stop.

Still, the blankets are quite welcome, and if the copies were as good as they seemed, he'd try and find a way to sew them together later... He was not about to waste such a gift by discarding them. "Thank-you... um... My name is Skyfire..."

“Ah, I am the Grand Duchess, Amelie Felice Amaryllis.”

A pleasant smile.

Blinking a little, Skyfire looks unsure as to how he should be referring to her.

"How would you prefer I address you?" Because 'Grand Duchess' was royalty as far as he knew, and some royals could get offended by the incorrect address. Granted, she didn't seem the type, but he thought it better to ask.

“Call me Amelie!”

She’s a noble, yeah, but that’s not the same as royalty. She thinks.

He gives her a smile and a slight bow of the head. She might not be 'royalty', but often nobles were close enough. "Thank you for the blankets Amelie." Skyfire pauses and then adds "Is there something I can do to repay you for them?"

Amelie deactivates her hoop, returning her foreleg to her body, before smiling up at Skyfire.

“Tell me about yourself?”

Skyfire tilts his head, looking both thoughtful and a bit unsure. "What would you like to know?" Because he had no idea where even to begin, nor what she'd be interested in.

“What kind of place are you from?”

Look, Amelie likes dragons, she enjoys finding out about their habitats.

"That... is a somewhat complicated answer. Do you mean originally or where I was before being pulled here?" Pausing a moment, he shifts around and puts one of the blankets on the ground near himself. Offering her a place to sit near him, but also so she was out of what wind there was using his own body as a windbreak. "Either way, the explanation may take a while."

Edited (Brain hiccup xD) 2017-11-29 20:50 (UTC)

Blink blink.

“Is this not your first time being dragged to a parallel dimension or are you an alien?”

PLEASE BE AN ALIEN DRAGON THAT WOULD BE AMAZING

"Well..." He chuckles lightly, teasing her just a little bit "Technically to me you're the aliens..."

Well, he was an alien to Earth at least... Dragon? That could be debatable, anywhere but Equestria.

Spaaaaaaaace

Judging from her starry-eyed look, you are now the Coolest Dragon.

Skyfire blinks and then fidgets a little at the way she's staring, he has no idea how to deal with a starstruck unicorn...

Don’t worry, the questions are about to start overflowing now that she’s processed.

“What’s the name of your home planet? Is everyone there a dragon too? What are your spaceships like?”

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