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(he grimaces, pausing then hugs Raven softly) I'm... I'm sorry. (he steps back and coughs) I was... Uh.. A bit of a jerk.
(he takes a deep breathe) If I'm going to be teaching a girl who, if I say the wrong thing to, will try to run me through, I think I deserve to know.
(chuckles) don't worry! He's well trained! (catches your shoes as the dragon moves faster, and does a front flip jn the air and then slows down...
(he takes the hit, using magic to blunt the impact and looks at her concerned and tosses the sword) tell me
(dodges her hand just barely and steps back) alright, I've apparently hit a nerve. What's the deal? (his eyes glue to yours and he waits)
(leads her to Reign and he bends down and I help her on) comfy?
(leans away and grabs your wrist an quirks an eyebrow) why so defensive "your majesty"? (chuckles and pulls on your wrist across our bodies,...
(blushes slightly) oh... Th-thanks... So would you like to ride? (looks as my dragon walks up, standing straight and tall too show off)
(shake his head) Yes yes I get the point, no need to repeat yourself princess (grins)
Hmm... How about ride a dragon? (smiles)
(blocks easily and locks blades with her again, pushing her sword out to the left with mine while I bring the butt of the handle into her chest)...
(clashes swords with her as she cuts at my stomach and leans in grinning) ah ah ah (pushes her back and rolls backwards) if you wanna see me...
(steps outside beside her and takes her left hand in mine and keeps walking, smiling at her) So... How often do you get outside?
Drake: (shrugs and spins the sword) alright i lied.. A good 10 percent (he grins then vanishes and the sleeves of Raven's robe fall to the ground...
(opens the door outside and waits) Ladies first (bows my head)
(blocks swiftly absorbed back just enough to make her stagger and uses a low sweeping cut towards her stomach)
(smiles wider) Call me Austin milady (starts walking, pretending to look around to avoid her seeing my blush)
Alright then I'll give a good 50 percent. Sound fair? (he grins)
(stands up straight and smiles) A maid with the beauty of a queen (offers arm) Might I ask your company?
(springs up and lands a bit unsteadily on my feet but recovers quickly) oh.. So your actually trying?