Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

“What!” Westar cried. “Code 302? What’s that? Onyx, what’s happening?” The guards began to move in. (You wanna rp the guards or me?)

Onyx stood frozen. Why oh why did Westar follow her? A lighting bolt of fear had spiked her heart at the number 302. Personally whipped into shape and tormented by Apollyon’s training to become one of his inner circle, training 302 had left her (and many of her peers like Tank, Flint, and Azira) powerful and cold-hearted. Full of hate, and with minds trained like the red dragon’s himself.
Over time, though, her obidience and loyalty towards Apollyon had been replaced with hate and mistrust. She still obeyed him- although not sure why- she had nothing better to do. Her peers and leaders were supposed to help each other to accomplish what they wanted to do… or, were they? Who said that was the right way? Her mind always drew a firm blank when she tried to think too deeply about anything.

She stood frozen to the ground, not sure what to do as the guards approached Westar. Then she thought of something, and waited for them to take Westar away.
One of the guards tapped him with the blunt end of a spear. It sizzled when it came in contact with his skin. "Come along, let's go." he said, prodding Westar towards one of the halls.
 
Vixen nodded, her anxieties coming back to her. "Nothing ever happened while my mom was in charge! Nothing like this. And then I come and I'm inexperienced, Like she always said and then I get rid of her and the world falls apart! What have I done?"
Mao: you didn't know what would happen. Not even your mom did I don't think. I saw her running from tall canyon house when they attacked. *he was trying to calm her down.*
 
Mao: you didn't know what would happen. Not even your mom did I don't think. I saw her running from tall canyon house when they attacked. *he was trying to calm her down.*
"We have to stop him before everything is ruined!" Vixen covered her face in her hands.
 
Mao: you didn't know what would happen. Not even your mom did I don't think. I saw her running from tall canyon house when they attacked. *he was trying to calm her down.*
Ocavo saw two Enfernae that looked native! In his excitement to land and talk to them he crash-landed and rolled to a stop, unceremoniously flopping at Vixen's feet. Embarrased, he picked himself up.
 
Ocavo saw two Enfernae that looked native! In his excitement to land and talk to them he crash-landed and rolled to a stop, unceremoniously flopping at Vixen's feet. Embarrased, he picked himself up.
Vixen jumped back with a little gasp, her eyes widening at the thought of being found by one of the soldiers of the evil men.
 
Vixen jumped back with a little gasp, her eyes widening at the thought of being found by one of the soldiers of the evil men.
"Oh hello!" Ocavo said. "Sorry I startled you guys. I'm wondering, do either of you have any leads on where Monarche Vixen might be? I REALLY need to speak with her."
 
One of the guards tapped him with the blunt end of a spear. It sizzled when it came in contact with his skin. "Come along, let's go." he said, prodding Westar towards one of the halls.
Onyx shook her head. “Let’s go.” She said, coming up beside the guards.
Westar stared at her in shock. “What?” Your going to let them take me?” He cried, bouncing back and forth in front of the guard’s weapons. “Why?”
Onyx frowned. “You don’t know the real me, wyrm. I play friendship into many dragons. Starshine, Vixen, Amethyst, Mao. I know there’s a couple names in there you recognize.” She said with a smirk. Her and the guards led the dark blue dragon, who was desperately holding back tears, up to a heavy metal door with bars in front of the window. A rusty gold-colored plaque hung on the door, reading; “302”. Onyx stiffened, but kept moving foward. She unlocked the door and waited for the guards to lead Westar inside.
 

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