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Dagon had already considered leaving altogether. That’s just... what they did. It was selfish, to keep themselves safe to run away, but honorable? No. Delta had already had that discussion with him.
They couldn’t find Dimitri. They figured he may be hiding in the city, but to go in there? Dimitri was too afraid to, right?
Maybe he was just running from his problem out here- Atbash- and Desdemona. Maybe it was better if Dimitri stayed dormant until this takeover passed. He wouldn’t want to remember it.
"Hey, Lizard.” It wasn’t a slur as much as it was the fact Dagon didn’t know the dragon’s name. He could faintly smell old blood and the scent of Atbash. He thought about leaving for a moment.
Dagon, with pupiless black eyes, looked up at the dragon with a lashing tail. "Next time I fucking tell you to cut it out, you better do it. You do not need to fight every battle here and you do not need to be getting yourself hurt. Am. I. Clear?” Dagon knew about picking battles and the one with the fucking soup hadn’t been fucking worth it. They were higher rank than the dragon and his current sobriety gave him the will to lash out more than normal.
With that done, he finally turned to Atbash, looking her sad self up and down.
"What’s up Atbash? Healing okay?”
They couldn’t find Dimitri. They figured he may be hiding in the city, but to go in there? Dimitri was too afraid to, right?
Maybe he was just running from his problem out here- Atbash- and Desdemona. Maybe it was better if Dimitri stayed dormant until this takeover passed. He wouldn’t want to remember it.
"Hey, Lizard.” It wasn’t a slur as much as it was the fact Dagon didn’t know the dragon’s name. He could faintly smell old blood and the scent of Atbash. He thought about leaving for a moment.
Dagon, with pupiless black eyes, looked up at the dragon with a lashing tail. "Next time I fucking tell you to cut it out, you better do it. You do not need to fight every battle here and you do not need to be getting yourself hurt. Am. I. Clear?” Dagon knew about picking battles and the one with the fucking soup hadn’t been fucking worth it. They were higher rank than the dragon and his current sobriety gave him the will to lash out more than normal.
With that done, he finally turned to Atbash, looking her sad self up and down.
"What’s up Atbash? Healing okay?”
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