Dragon on Deck! [action OR prose]

[unionjackoff]

[if you are awake at this hour of the night, you are going to see something really awesome... or really scary, depending on how you look at things. there's a huge red dragon flying close to the ship. It swoops around, darts up high into the sky, then back near the water. it goes forward and comes back... no matter where it goes, the dragon always returns to the ship's side.

most of you are probably wondering what this beast is doing. it can't be here to kill you, right? most of you are already dead. BUT WHO KNOWS. it could be hungry! it could just want to make trouble. or maybe it just wants to tak along.

actually, this dragon is a very restless inmate, one who's tried to keep his secret under wraps so he wouldn't scare the humans. but even his magic cannot last for a week. even he needs to stretch his wings. he won't harm you. in fact, he'll probably ignore you unless you try to hurt him.

if you're his warden, poor you. you get to explain to everyone what the hell is going on]

Comments

[garantundkraft]

"Nope! Your flying is awesome! But your breath kinda smells, so d'you think you can back up like half a meter?" Regardless of whether Arthur actually does or not, Prussia is going to try to pet his muzzle. So cool! A real, live dragon! He wants a ride can he have a ride pleeeeaaaase?

[unionjackoff]

Perhaps if he apologises for being a jerk.

England huffs smoke in Prussia's face, but all it takes is one flap from his wings to blow the smoke away. "Isn't it past your bedtime, child?" And yet he still allows the pet anyway.

[garantundkraft]

He still sneezes from the smoke, but keeps petting anyways. So smooth... "I'm not a child! I'm centuries old!" Not that he's too sure on the exact number these days, but he'll come up with a good estimate if Arthur presses the point any.

[unionjackoff]

"Oh, forgive me," England replies with a haughty sniff. "Your manners suggest you possess the mind of a child."

[garantundkraft]

"Excuse me for deciding after a few hundred years life isn't any fun if you take it seriously." Grrr grrr stupid Arthur. Just as annoying as England! Honestly, you'd think being an awesome dragon would help remove that stick that seems lodged up England's ass. Is there any universe where England is actually sweet and cute and affectionate? Probably not.

[unionjackoff]

England draws back until he's hovering alongside the ship again, but a reasonable distance away from the country. He's proud of himself for one-upping this jerk. "I'm beginning to think you don't take anything seriously."

[garantundkraft]

"Well, I'm dead. So that kinda makes me not give any shits." He moves so he's sitting on the railing surrounding the deck, bare feet dangling out over the ocean. "But before... Hell yeah I took shit seriously." Prussia pauses, then snorts.

"Why'm I even bothering to explain myself to you, anyways? You're the same pompous know-it-all England is back home."

[unionjackoff]

"If you don't want to talk to me, then don't," England growls. "Quite frankly, I think we'd be better off ignoring each other. Which was what I was attempting to do."

[garantundkraft]

"If you wanna be ignored, then you probably shouldn't fly around as a huge damn dragon. That kinda shit is pretty noticeable, you know!"