The dragon fights, rp

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The man jumped back, almost falling over because a dragon draped over you can be disorienting. He yelled at Blood harshly. "And now he's telling you how he should really get you fixed, but it also really isn't his business," Grevyn said. "He's also telling you how horrible you are."
"Oh honey, I still don't care~'' His singsong voice returned.
 
Gusso still didn’t notice Blood glaring at him, but he did notice that there was a dragon sleeping in the cage under him. He scrambled to the ground and was suddenly face-to-face with Riski. “Sorry!” He squeaked. Then there was a flash of light and Gusso’s head jerked around. Is that fire?! He had never blown fire in his life, being born in the pits.
"No need to apologize," said Riski smoothly. He had barely noticed Gusso. He was too entranced upon the fighting.
 
"No need to apologize," said Riski smoothly. He had barely noticed Gusso. He was too entranced on the fighting.
“Some.. some fight, right?” Gusso asked in his timid way. He looked towards the yelling human. Some part of him felt satisfied that Blood might be punished, though he was still terrified of the humans.
 
"Oh honey, I still don't care~'' His singsong voice returned.
"Oh, you're so right, of course. You really don't care at all." Grevyn lept lightly from the man's shoulder and flew off to find her hoard in a dark crevice of the room, poorly disguised by an old blanket, but wonderfully obscured by darkness. She spat the earring in it and curled up on top.
She decided not to remove the blanket until the man left, even though a bed of gold and jewels could be dreadfully comfortable. Hopefully, he doesn't need me to fight or anything.
She decided to keep an ear open, just in case. It would be horrible if someone discovered her hiding place.
 

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