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Aurora tried to picture what Kiyama had described to her. The male had was tall to begin with, but the thought of someone who couldn’t be bigger than 6’7 morphing into a fifty foot dragon would definitely be an incredible sight to see, albeit slightly terrifying. One would think that growing into a creature that large would be quite painful, however Kiyama had told her it wasn’t. How interesting, Aurora thought, a bit excited. The dragon mentioned how this was the longest time he had ever talked to anyone. She wasn’t sure if he was exaggerating or not, but the words comforted the faun. Apparently, she wasn’t the only one who had trouble socializing. Aurora was about to respond when she was interrupted by yet another flying book. This time, however, Kiyama managed to dodge it. The book hit the wall with a loud smack and Aurora cringed. How that person could be so careless with their textbooks was beyond the faun. It seemed that third book was the last straw for Kiyama, and the male let out an audible sigh before walking over to the assaulter and tossing them out the window.
Ah yes, another reason why the Aurora would have to be careful to never piss this man off. She felt bad for the poor student that was now laying outside on the ground, but she supposed that’s what you get for pissing off a dragon. Kiyama followed after the student, and upon leaving the shattered window she witnessed him fully morph into a dragon. It was kind of incredible, the way that it happened so swiftly. Aurora guessed she could now check seeing a dragon off her non-existent to-do list. However, it was also quite terrifying. Aurora felt bad for the student that was now facing his fiery wrath. It was hard for her to believe everything that had just played out, and needless to say, she was a bit shocked. Scratch that, she was really shocked. She didn’t even notice the green-haired male approach her until he spoke up.
“Hey, I’m Chance,” she heard someone say, causing her to jump slightly. She quickly turned to the source of the voice and was met with the face of the green-haired male from earlier. Aurora liked the name. Chance--there was always a possibility. He gestured to Kiyama’s chair with his head and asked what the male had done to make people so angry at him. Aurora let out a quiet, amused huff of air.
“They were both kind of at fault in this situation,” she started quietly. “Kiyama--the dragon--made a rather loud comment, which seemed to cause a few glares his shot way. I guess he isn’t the best at controlling his anger, because before I knew it he was breathing fire at them. You can imagine that some people weren’t very happy to find themselves with singed eyebrows,” she continued, her voice growing a stronger. “They tried to fight back by throwing their books and--oh those poor textbooks…” the faun realized that she was getting off topic and quickly returned to the subject. “Anyway, after a series of events here we are, with a broken window, a terrorized student, and a teacher about to come into the classroom at any moment.” Aurora looked at Chance, gaging his reaction. Perhaps her explanation had been too long. He probably just wanted a short answer, and Aurora got carried away. Suddenly, it occurred to the faun that she knew his name but he didn’t know hers. There was a moment of silence before she spoke up again, trying to muster up all the confidence she could. “I’m Aurora,” she said, adding in a small smile. The girl was still curious to know what species Chance was, but perhaps that wasn’t something you asked upon first meeting someone.
Even if she did want to ask, though, she wouldn’t get the chance to because soon the professor walked in. She braced herself for him to start yelling due to the broken window and the dragon that was outside said window. However, the teacher seemed to keep his composure, addressing Kiyama only after attendance had been taken. When Kiyama came back into the classroom, he slammed the student into the wall, causing the faun to wince. Was that a cracking noise? A bit unsure what to do, Aurora decided to start reading page five.
@CasualDragon ; @Fujiwara Tadayoshi (mentioned)
Ah yes, another reason why the Aurora would have to be careful to never piss this man off. She felt bad for the poor student that was now laying outside on the ground, but she supposed that’s what you get for pissing off a dragon. Kiyama followed after the student, and upon leaving the shattered window she witnessed him fully morph into a dragon. It was kind of incredible, the way that it happened so swiftly. Aurora guessed she could now check seeing a dragon off her non-existent to-do list. However, it was also quite terrifying. Aurora felt bad for the student that was now facing his fiery wrath. It was hard for her to believe everything that had just played out, and needless to say, she was a bit shocked. Scratch that, she was really shocked. She didn’t even notice the green-haired male approach her until he spoke up.
“Hey, I’m Chance,” she heard someone say, causing her to jump slightly. She quickly turned to the source of the voice and was met with the face of the green-haired male from earlier. Aurora liked the name. Chance--there was always a possibility. He gestured to Kiyama’s chair with his head and asked what the male had done to make people so angry at him. Aurora let out a quiet, amused huff of air.
“They were both kind of at fault in this situation,” she started quietly. “Kiyama--the dragon--made a rather loud comment, which seemed to cause a few glares his shot way. I guess he isn’t the best at controlling his anger, because before I knew it he was breathing fire at them. You can imagine that some people weren’t very happy to find themselves with singed eyebrows,” she continued, her voice growing a stronger. “They tried to fight back by throwing their books and--oh those poor textbooks…” the faun realized that she was getting off topic and quickly returned to the subject. “Anyway, after a series of events here we are, with a broken window, a terrorized student, and a teacher about to come into the classroom at any moment.” Aurora looked at Chance, gaging his reaction. Perhaps her explanation had been too long. He probably just wanted a short answer, and Aurora got carried away. Suddenly, it occurred to the faun that she knew his name but he didn’t know hers. There was a moment of silence before she spoke up again, trying to muster up all the confidence she could. “I’m Aurora,” she said, adding in a small smile. The girl was still curious to know what species Chance was, but perhaps that wasn’t something you asked upon first meeting someone.
Even if she did want to ask, though, she wouldn’t get the chance to because soon the professor walked in. She braced herself for him to start yelling due to the broken window and the dragon that was outside said window. However, the teacher seemed to keep his composure, addressing Kiyama only after attendance had been taken. When Kiyama came back into the classroom, he slammed the student into the wall, causing the faun to wince. Was that a cracking noise? A bit unsure what to do, Aurora decided to start reading page five.
@CasualDragon ; @Fujiwara Tadayoshi (mentioned)
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