The Misadventures of Seth and Drey

Skipper, unexpectedly, jumped into my arms and screamed, "Whoa, what are you doing?!"
I dropped Skipper in surprise.

I turned back around and grinned smugly at Seth. "I've been considering how you shapeshifters are able to open portals to other worlds. We dragons are able to travel through time, but not space. I went into further study on the difference between space and time.

I smirked back. "So, you can travel through space-time like us now? Amazing."
Skipper stood and put his arm around me. "Yeah, well, that's probably why Sevukon wants you now, right, 23-" he cut off as I instantly put a hand over his mouth.
"Shut up, you idiot!"

I glanced back. "Do I even want to know?"
Then I notice Kragis eyeing them suspiciously. Hmm...
I started feeling dizzy. "Can we go? I can't hold this up for long."

I pushed Skipper away with a growl and went over to Drey. "Want some help?"

"Sure."

I took one of Drey's arms and put it around my neck. "Alright let's move. Lead the way."

"Alright." I stepped foreward into the portal, with kragis right behind me.

I followed while holding Drey around me. Skipper followed a bit more hesitantly, but he stayed close.

We stepped out in the middle of a wooded area that didn't exactly look familiar. I guess i still got to work on location.
I transformed back into my human form and sat down against a tree. Where the gashes were still healing my shirt was also ripped. Jeez.

OOC: I didn't find pictures, but I did find a video on Youtube with Seth's exact dragon form on it!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWVdSHyOeZQ&feature=PlayList&p=2D01A9C62ACBFEB4&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=4

Skipper went over and sat next to Drey. I still stood there, my thoughts going back down memory lane.

OOC: Should we have Drey discover about the tattoos and whatever now?

OOC: I dunno. OO! we should have Drey's mark show first ( i think he's gonna tell me what and where it is now!) and then seth go ahead and reveal his! Maybe. Just a thought.

I placed a hand to the gashes and muttered a few dragon words. My hand glowed blue and finally the healing process was able to speed up. I should be good now.
I glanced over at Seth. Man, something was really bugging him.
"Dude, what's up?"

OOC: Hm, I'll think of something. I know! Seth's little marking things will start hurting, Drey will offer to heal them or something, and then find out!


I flinched as I heard Drey speak to me. "Um, nothing. Nothing at all." I felt a sort of pain in my right shoulder as well as well as on my chest. But it wasn't my demon. It was the marks of my dark past.

OOC: You do remember what and where they were, right?

OOC: Aye.

I stood up. "You okay? You didn't get hit, too, did you?"

"No, I-I'm fine." I winced in pain again, however. Not good.

"Here, let me take a look." I put my hand on his shoulder and slid his shirt away...and saw a black tattoo that said 23.

I closed my eyes and gulped. This was it, the moment where I'd get more than just a smack in the head. I shivered slightly. This was not good. This was not good at all...

"um, mind explaining what exactly i'm looking at, Seth?"

Before I could answer, Skipper cowering off to the side. "There's more..."
"You're not helping!" I snapped, which made him run off. Good ridance.

I sighed and took a few steps back. "Just tell me, Seth."

I gulped again. I was stuck. I couldn't turn around, either. Man, if he saw that I bore the sign of the bringer of bad luck... I was shaking. I couldn't even move. Heck, I didn't know if I was breathing. This was very, very bad.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance and spun him around to face me, and stared him in the eyes. "Seth, how long have we known eachother?"

"Too long." was all I could squeak out. Oh, god, please don't notice the other one... I thought to myself.

I searched his eyes for a second, seeing the pain, and the fear. then i smiled gently. "Don't you know me enough already that, no matter what new thing about you or your past you throw at me, it won't change what i think and feel about you?"

I narrowed my eyes, though I still had fear in them. I slowly put a hand over my other marking as I said, "This time is different, though. You'll hate me if I tell you the truth this time."