Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

Starshine: hold it open for as long as you can. This, I'm warning you now, will hurt. *she quickly cleaned it as carefully as she could before applying an ointment that's safe for the eye.*
Onyx barred her teeth. The ointment stung a little, but she held still for Starshine to finish. “It burns when I touch it and when I get in the sun- the heat I mean.”
 
Onyx barred her teeth. The ointment stung a little, but she held still for Starshine to finish. “It burns when I touch it and when I get in the sun- the heat I mean.”
Starshine: that is going to happen until it starts to heal. *she said as she applied the medicine to the rest of the burn next.*

(I've known that for a long while.)
 
Starshine: that is going to happen until it starts to heal. *she said as she applied the medicine to the rest of the burn next.*

(I've known that for a long while.)
Onyx groaned, how would she explain this to Apollyon? He’d probably just tell her how incompetent and what a failure she was- EVEN THOUGH she had captured the Aquation pavilion. She would just let him see her burn and not say anything. Who cares what ‘Master’ though. Her brow furrowed, but she winced when it stung too. “How are Whisp and that little Aquation?” She asked, changing her train of thought. She pretended she hadn’t seen Tide at the beach already. “Did she ever get better?”
 
Onyx groaned, how would she explain this to Apollyon? He’d probably just tell her how incompetent and what a failure she was- EVEN THOUGH she had captured the Aquation pavilion. She would just let him see her burn and not say anything. Who cares what ‘Master’ though. Her brow furrowed, but she winced when it stung too. “How are Whisp and that little Aquation?” She asked, changing her train of thought. She pretended she hadn’t seen Tide at the beach already. “Did she ever get better?”
Starshine: they are both fine. She is an imago now. *she stated in response to her. She carefully wrapped the injury, leaving enough open for her to eat and see out of her other eye. She handed her a small bag after the treatment was finished.* here, these pills will help with any pain you have.
 
Starshine: they are both fine. She is an imago now. *she stated in response to her. She carefully wrapped the injury, leaving enough open for her to eat and see out of her other eye. She handed her a small bag after the treatment was finished.* here, these pills will help with any pain you have.
“Thank you.” She said, the pain already relieving thanks to the ointment. “And congrats to her for becoming an Imago!” With a nod of thanks (do they use money? If so- she placed the money on Starshine’s desk). She walked into the waiting room, seeing the navy blue dragon uncomfortably trying to keep his tail to himself.
 
“Are you okay?” Westar asked Onyx as she walked out, the left side of her face wrapped in a bandage.
“I’m okay,” Onyx said slowly, unsure why he had to follow her in. “Why did you come in with me anyway? There’s nothing wrong with you, is there?”
“I- um, just wanted to make sure you were okay.” He said, keeping his eyes down. He followed Onyx out of the clinic as she walked out.
“Do you have a job here?” She asked.
“No.” Westar told her. “I- don’t really work anywhere. I live in a subtribe called the Volcano Subtribe.” His talons left glass talon-prints in the sand.
“Oh.” Onyx said. “I’ve never heard of that tribe I-“ She noticed the smoke raising up from his claws and jumped back, surprised. “Uh- you, your claws are- they’re smoking! Is that your fire power?”
Westar looked at his talons sadly, melted sand forming a small puddle under his talons. “Yeah, my scales burn anything animate. Wings, arms, tail. I’m basically a living fireball.”
“So if you hold this stick-“ she said, handing him a price of driftwood.
Westar took it and it burst into flames. “Fire. Yes.” He sighed. “I guess it’s more of a curse than a good thing.”
Onyx couldn’t help feeling.. bad. This sad little dragon obviously couldn’t have a job or play or be near people. It would’ve been harder in an Enfernae town, so he was lucky enough to be raised in a subtribe.
 
“Are you okay?” Westar asked Onyx as she walked out, the left side of her face wrapped in a bandage.
“I’m okay,” Onyx said slowly, unsure why he had to follow her in. “Why did you come in with me anyway? There’s nothing wrong with you, is there?”
“I- um, just wanted to make sure you were okay.” He said, keeping his eyes down. He followed Onyx out of the clinic as she walked out.
“Do you have a job here?” She asked.
“No.” Westar told her. “I- don’t really work anywhere. I live in a subtribe called the Volcano Subtribe.” His talons left glass talon-prints in the sand.
“Oh.” Onyx said. “I’ve never heard of that tribe I-“ She noticed the smoke raising up from his claws and jumped back, surprised. “Uh- you, your claws are- they’re smoking! Is that your fire power?”
Westar looked at his talons sadly, melted sand forming a small puddle under his talons. “Yeah, my scales burn anything animate. Wings, arms, tail. I’m basically a living fireball.”
“So if you hold this stick-“ she said, handing him a price of driftwood.
Westar took it and it burst into flames. “Fire. Yes.” He sighed. “I guess it’s more of a curse than a good thing.”
Onyx couldn’t help feeling.. bad. This sad little dragon obviously couldn’t have a job or play or be near people. It would’ve been harder in an Enfernae town, so he was lucky enough to be raised in a subtribe.
Of course, a tiny part of her- the ‘be loyal to Apollyon’ part- was telling her that he could be useful in the red dragons’s talons. But she hadn’t decided for it yet.
 
Of course, a tiny part of her- the ‘be loyal to Apollyon’ part- was telling her that he could be useful in the red dragons’s talons. But she hadn’t decided for it yet.
*STARSHINE WATCHED her go for a second before heading outside for some fresh air.*
 

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