296/Unicorn meets Dragon

Unicorn meets Dragon
Date of Scene:	24 August 2023
Location:	Obsidian Tower - Board Room
Synopsis:	Hinoiri runs into Lamya, Obsidian's resident dragon. The meeting goes... decently.
Cast of Characters:	Mie Kitamura, Hinoiri Kirara

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Mie Kitamura has posed:
    Meetings are dumb. They're a waste of time. Mie doesn't know exactly //why// she has to attend these meetings but she knows that if she wants to get paid real human money she needs to. She also doesn't quite grasp the concept of currency. Why can't everybody just use gold like any sensible creature would do? Regardless, these little slips of paper keeps her fed and puts a roof over her head when she's in the human world.

    But like we said, meetings are boring, and the dragoness has fallen asleep in this one. She's slumped in her chair, her hair tilted back over the backrest, a little snot bubble blowing from one nose while she loudly snores. The other meeting participants clearly didn't care at all about this and has long since left the board room to leave Mie to her nap.

Hinoiri Kirara has posed:
Hinoiri Kirara was... thinking on a lot of things. Okay, no she wasn't. She was thinking on one thing. What wonders of curry delight should she procure next? Perhaps something spicier? She really needed to gather more energy soon, though. Otherwise, how would she be able to afford all of the treats she so RIGHTEOUSLY deserved?

She walked into the board room, though, expecting it to be empty. It was not. It had one person sleeping in it. Huh. And here she'd been planning to take a nap. Slowly, she inched towards the girl before, finally... she reached out and snapped her fingers in front of the girl's face a few times. "Hey. You okay? You're not under a sleeping spell or anything, are you? Cause I've got to tell you, I'm not about to kiss you to wake you up. The best you can hope for is for me to kick you over."

Mie Kitamura has posed:
    "GWAH!" Mie awakes with a start, toppling over backwards from the chair. When she rises, she's in her dragon-girl form, smoke leaking out from her mouth as she bares sharp teeth and her fingers hooked into claws. "Begone foul knight! You shall not take the princ..." She blinks as she realizes she's not being assaulted. "...ess."

    She ruffles her wings, and color touches her cheeks in embarrassment. Clearing her throat she says, "Ahem. No, I'm not under a sleeping spell. That's for princesses, which I'm clearly not, and I don't need your kiss." She narrows her eyes. "What are you doing here?"

Hinoiri Kirara has posed:
Hinoiri Kirara yelped and pulled back when the dragon girl towered over her. She started to form a ball of dark energy in her hand... then... paused. "Uhhhh. First of all, not a knight. I'm a future sovereign, but I would NEVER join the royal guard. I am *so* far beyond them," she said firmly. "Also, you're a dragon. How are you a dragon? And no, I don't mean as in 'how are dragons real', I know about dragons. My world has dragons. But you are an *actual* dragon. Mostly. Close enough."

She then blinked a few times before sighing. "Right. That makes no... sense, does it? Ahem. I'm a unicorn. This? Is what I got when I came into this world." She motioned to all of herself. "Good enough, I guess. So how did you actually get to come here as like... huh. Is... this what you looked like, where ever you're from?"

"And I'm here because I go where I want and I was bored, so I decided to see why someone fell asleep in here."

Mie Kitamura has posed:
    "Future sovereign..." Lamya muses, before her eyes light up. "That makes you a princess! But a princess in Obsidian? You must be an //evil// princess! Even better. If I kidnap you then no knight will come to your rescue! Bwahahahahaha!" Clearly Lamya has a few screws loose.

    And then she's barraged with questions, and her maniacal laughter dies down. "Yes, I am a dragon," she says, puffing out her chest in pride, tail swishing. "Best dragon in all of Marchenland. Well. The //only// dragon in Marchenland. It's the place where all the fairy tales come from. So whenever you read a fairy tale and there's a dragon in it, that's me."

    "No, typically I'm more... dragon-y than this," she explains. "I'd show you, but then I'd break all the furniture and the last time I did that, Obsidian docked it out of my pay, and I need that money to buy me snacks since I'm not allowed to eat sheep out in the real world. I'm able to change shape because I'm magic."

    "You're welcome to join me in napping here. I would not mind."

Hinoiri Kirara has posed:
Hinoiri Kirara blinked a few times, staring at the girl. "I... I mean, I guess I'd be a princess? Wait. No. I'm NOT evil. I'm misunderstood. Also, from another world. Also... wait, what? Uhhhhh... right. So... different... kind of dragon, then. Where I come from, dragons are a lot more... there's a lot of them. Some of my teachers even were dragons. So ummmm... huh. Wow. Only dragon? That... sounds kind of rough," she admitted. "Haven't read many dragon fairy tales. Seems you'd have a lot of parts, though. So..."

"Is real you the size of a building, massive horde of treasure, devouring gemstones, sleeping in pools of lava, all of that?" she asked. "Cause if so, I'm once again calling foul on the portal I used to come here making me human."

"... But again, not evil. I guess technically a princess. And I know well over two dozen open-lock spells, so if you think you can 'kidnap' me, you've got another thing coming."

She sat on the table, eying her. "So... what's Marchenland, anyway? My home is called Kirakirafantastica. Never heard of Marchenland."

Mie Kitamura has posed:
    "Yes," Lamya glowers. "It's hard to be the dragon that gets slain over, and over again. Tch. I'm tired of it. That's why I'm helping to resurrect Emperor Pierrot and bring about a Bad End to the world, that way all can feel the pain of my suffering." You can almost hear her teeth grinding in frustration.

    She's momentarily distracted, though by the other questions. "I'm about the size of a small bus, typically. But it changes to suit the need of the story." She shrugs. "It seems that now that I'm here, and have broken away from Marchenland, I'm bound to my typical size."

    "I do hoard treasure, though I left that behind when I left Marchenland and I'm finding it... difficult to acquire a new one." She scowls and shakes her head. "The humans here use this silly paper to exchange for goods and services. The only gold I can find come in the form of pitiful trinkets, and the coin is made from worthless metal. I don't eat gems," she says with a bit of a disgusted look on her face. "That would be taking things out of my hoard, and sleeping in lava would only melt the hoard."

    She narrows her eyes at the unicorn. "If you despise being human so much, why did you portal over here, a place where there are only humans? Does not your unicorn powers allow you to shapeshift? What a sad state to be stuck in."

    "Marchenland is where all the fairy tales come from," she says. "All of them. All the legends, and the stories that you whisper in the night, and the happily ever afters that you read to your children at bedtime. It's inhabited by--" and here she gets a disgusted look on her face, "--faries. Small, perpetually cheerful and helpless creatures. How I hate them all."

    

Hinoiri Kirara has posed:
Hinoiri Kirara stared at her, her mouth falling open. It took a few moments for what she said to finally settle. "You were slain over and over again? Geez. That sounds sadistic. No wonder you're pissed. Anyone who'd put me through that would be incinerated in a heartbeat," she snapped.

Well, she knew the dragon's size now, at least. The more she talked about the kind of dragon she was, the more Hinoiri saw the differences. She looked... disappointed, to say the least. "I see. I guess you're an entirely different type of dragon from the ones I'm used to," she muttered softly. "Yeah, back home we used gold and gems, usually. The stuff I brought from home sold for a bit at first, but, wellll... I didn't have much. Sounds pretty rough, buddy," she said with a sympathetic smile.

"Because I didn't know I'd be coming out here. The mirror was kind of... locked to one place. It didn't show me as a human, it showed me as an alicorn. A sovereign of the realm, equal to Sora. Instead I'm this. Lame, right?" she asked before glancing down at her body. "Well, at least I'm apparently hot by their standards. Like, if you gotta be something, might as well look good doing it, right?" she asked. Judging by the look on her face, it really was not adequate compensation at all. "And sadly, no. A lot of my magic doesn't work. I can get the dark energy to do it, but... transformation magic was never my forte to begin with. I can get a horn when I henshin, now. But nothing like my true glory."

Her eyes went wide when she heard what Marchenland was. "A land of fairy tales? Sounds amazing... and... technically I think my people counted as fairies, too. Though... apparently different. Dragons were their own species, not just from one book. We had things like kirin, pegasi, griffons, sea ponies, hippogriffs, all kinds of creatures. But no humans. Guessing... dragons don't get a good deal here, in this world?" she asked. "At least, in fairy tales?"

Mie Kitamura has posed:
    Lamya quirks an eyebrow, "I don't understand. You have full use of your legs it looks like. If not then it is, indeed, a bad deal." She nods in sympathy, though. "The human form is inferior, I admit. They don't even have a proper set of wings! Or any claws! How are they supposed to defend themselves! And their teeth are so flat." She shakes her head in disgust. "Pathetic."

    "Amazing?" she sneers. "It was hell. My existence was reduced to being an obstacle, a challenge to be overcome, a monster to be slain." She growls, "You don't know what kind of special torture it is to be killed over and over and over again for some child's amusement, when all I want is a princess to keep and a hoard to sleep on. All I wish is to be left alone. At least here I have yet to die. As accursed as the magical girls are, they are reluctant to kill."

    She huffs in frustration, a puff of smoke escaping her. "I do not wish to continue this conversation. I'll take my leave before I end up burning everything in this board room. Good day." And with that curt farewell, she leaves the room.

Hinoiri Kirara has posed:
Hinoiri Kirara narrowed her eyes. "Hey, nothing wrong with flat teeth. Some of us like eating plants and stuff. But... they don't even have magic. It's--" Oh, but wow. It seems she'd... upset the dragon. She opened her mouth to apologize, but then stopped herself. Instead, her eyes narrowed. You know what? Hmph. The dragon wasn't good company, anyway. She was just some kind of mockery of dragons, that was all. And that was what Hinoiri got for being nice.

... Still. She couldn't deny that it sounded like the dragon got a bad rap. Killed, over and over? Laaaaame. She wouldn't wish that on, well... anybody. She finally just laid back on the table and stared at the ceiling.

... She kind of missed home.