Patron Saints/Peyt's Dream 01
From Greenthings
<Greenling> Peyt falls asleep eventually. -->| Zhubin_Ochieng (~the_grem@MagicStar-A1191B57.bbtec.net) has joined #peyt <Greenling> It's a tough time in the mountains when you're a nonsentient predator. <Peyt> And it's a good sleep, too <Greenling> Thankfully, you're much smarter than these other fuckers, and you've got bigger claws, too. <Greenling> There's food, there's mates, there's all sorts of cool shit. <Greenling> You seem to be a Tyrant Lizard. -->| WhiteCrow (~Blaqueand@MagicStar-5FD20A59.hsd1.ut.comcast.net) has joined #peyt <Peyt> Peyt stomped around a bit. He was a bit hungry. Granted, he usually was. <Greenling> Hey, there's one 'a them little two-legged things over there. Those are always fun to catch. <Peyt> He stomped his way after the two-legged thing. They weren't much of a meal, but they screamed in funny ways. <Greenling> It's a little blond one. It doesn't run when you approach it. <Greenling> Wow, that's a great big golden stick. <Peyt> Awww. That's no fun at all. No funny noises, no funny faces. Just holding big sticks. <Peyt> He spun to swipe his massive tail at the two-legged thing. <Greenling> You manage to hit it, knocking it into a rock. <Greenling> Now it's making the funny noises. :D <Greenling> It gets back up, though, and tries to hit you in the snout with the stick. <Peyt> He snorts, breathing in deep to roar massive gusts of foul lizard breath at the two-legged thing <Greenling> It whacks you. Ow! That hurt somewhat. <Greenling> (there will be plot somewhere in this :V) <Greenling> (I promise :V) <Peyt> Peyt snuffled. Hey...that hurt. And...hurting is bad. He's supposed to hurt things that hurt! HURT IS BAD! He used the giant claws that made him stand out from the other lizards and swiped at the smaller thing. |<-- WhiteCrow has left gryphon.magicstar.net (Disintegrated: Trillian (http://www.ceruleanstudios.com) <Greenling> The smaller thing leaps up, dodging your claws, and lands on your snout. <Greenling> It lifts its Stick again... and then hesitates. =-= Zhubin_Ochieng is now known as Tetsumaru <Peyt> Peyt stares at the small thing sitting on his snout. <Greenling> "..." <Peyt> "......" <Greenling> It puts the stick in something on its back and crouches down. <Greenling> "...Glass?" <Greenling> You know that sound from something. <Greenling> That's... that's... "Glass, what happened to you?" ...It's talking to you. You think. <Greenling> Do they do that? <Peyt> Peyt tilted his head. Who the heck was glass? <Peyt> What was glass? Was it what they called his kind? <Greenling> You tilt your head, and you're sitting in front of a grand arena. <Peyt> (still a Tyrant Lizard?) <Greenling> You are you, except covered in furs because it's fucking cold out here. <Greenling> People are wrestling in the arena, and there's a pretty lady beside you, also in furs. <Peyt> Peyt looked around. The company wasn't bad, and the furs were pretty nice. Though he could still feel the undercurrents of chill in his bones. He never was good with cold. <Greenling> She looks at you and smiles with the warmth of the Sun. "How is it, Glass?" <Peyt> "...how's what?" <Greenling> "The tournament so far, duh." She points. They seem to be Dragon-Blooded duking it out. <Peyt> He looks down. "Oh. Uh...yeah. It's great so far." He scratched at his chin. Who the fuck was Glass? <Greenling> She laughs. <Greenling> "You're thinking about what's coming after, aren't you." <Peyt> "Hrrrm? What's coming after?" <Greenling> "Either your turn, or the food- I'm not sure which you're thinking of, but it's one of those." <Peyt> "Oh. OH! Yeah...my turn. Food is good, too." Why couldn't he just have dreams about flying. Or showing up to primary school naked. Granted, he'd never BEEN to primary school, but he should at least have the dream. <Greenling> "Pfft. I really don't know how she stands you, but whatever." <Greenling> She pats your shoulder. "Kick his ass for us, will ya?" <Greenling> "The Star-Chosen keep winning this shit, we'll look bad." <Greenling> The scene starts to waver. <Peyt> "Wait, how who stands me?" <Greenling> She speaks a name, but you can't hear it. <Greenling> The crowd is roaring. <Peyt> Peyt looks around. Dammit! So much yelling! <Greenling> The scene wavers again. Everything's different colors. <Greenling> Now you're... a... giant... squirrel of some kind... <Greenling> And you wake up with Little Tyrant curled around you. <Greenling> It's cold and there's no fire. He's freezing. <Peyt> Peyt rubs at his good eye, gets up, and moves to tend to the fire. "Godsdamn blasted big baby of a lizard..." <Greenling> He nuzzles you half-asleep.
