The People Who Stole a VERY Rare Dragon and Got Away with It (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

"Well, no. I'm about half, my dad said, or… he used to say." He shrugged.

Artemisia nodded. "Still, it's really neat that you can understand and speak the language!"

"Yeah, I guess." He let a small smile spread across his face. "Whenever I tell people I'm a dragon-blooded they just flinch away from me like I'm dangerous."

"Well, unless you can breathe fire, I'd say you aren't anymore dangerous then any other human." Artemisia chuckled before cutting herself off. "Wait, can you?"

"Well, I know the spell for it, but I've never tried it." Gij shrugged a little; he felt his smile slide off of his face.

(Quick question: How common is magic in this world?)

(Not common at all)

(Okee)
Artemisia's eyes widened. She gave a low whistle. "Wow, you speak dragon and know magic? You're a man of talent. What else ya hiding?"

(Hehe sorry I promise i don't want to make a common protagonist)
"Ugh, anything else? The only thing I can't do is fly. I even have a forked tongue." He sounded very annoyed about it.

"Whoa. What's that like?"

"Well, imagine my last dance before going off to college. I didn't get asked. And I talk with a hiss which is really annoying." Gij scowled at his hands.

"Mm. Where'd you go to college?"

"Oh, I went to Yale for backstage setup. I got expelled… because I was a dragon-blood and it freaked a whole buncha people out. They started rebelling and stuff… and they ransacked my dorm…" He shook his head.

"Assholes." Artemisia muttered. "What a bunch of meanie racists. I woulda kicked their cans."

Gij grinned in appreciation. "Thanks. I don't think I'm too bad, but when I get angry I might go off the hinge, but I didn't there. They were just… afraid. I still feel bad about it sometimes." His face fell and he looked over at Sobex, who flew over and landed on his lap, cooing quietly.

"Don't be. You can't help it if they decide to be afraid jus cause you happen to be a dragon-blood."

Gij shrugged and Sobex's stripes turned an eggshell blue and he started licking Gij's face, purring gently in his throat.
"I suppose you're right, Artemisia." He mumbled through the dragon's tongue.

"You can call me Sia for short if you want. Artemisia's kind of a mouth full. Not sure what my mom was thinking." Artemisia snorted. "Do you know what Artemisia is?"

He chuckled. "It's either a Greek Goddess or a bunch of plants." He nodded. "And, okay, Sia." He smiled.

"I'm named after the freaking plant. Artemis is the goddess version, but No, mom decided I'm named after a bitter-tasting medicinal plant with feathery gray foliage!" She chuckled.

Gij laughed faintly. "Awesome. At least you're a medical plant."

"Yeah. And there's weirder plant names out there, so I guess I'm lucky. Is Gij short for anything?"

"Ugh, no." His voice was bitter. "I'm named after a dragon that was practically a "war hero" in the Dragon-Siren war. I don't really expect anyone to get it. The reason my parents named me after him was because they met him." He scowled.

"Interesting." Artemisia glanced out the window. "Looks like it's getting late. I should go see if I have a spare mattress."

"Nah, don't worry about it. I'll sleep on the couch or something. I don't want to overwork you." Sobex cooed quietly and laid next to Gij, leaning into his chest.

"Naw naw, the couch isn't that comfortable. You'd be better off on a sack of hay." She walked out of the room and searched a spare room. "If I move this dresser, I think I can place a mattress on the floor here. Lemme see if I've got a mattress."

Gij slowly rose to his feet, holding the little dragon to his chest (btw Sobex is the size of a puppy) and he followed her slowly into the room.

(Okee)
She opened the room's closet. "Sorry about the mess. This is kind of my storage/study room. Ah! I knew I had a extra mattress. I'll have to see if I've got clean sheets somewhere though, the other set was puked on."

Gij looked a little disgusted. "How… how so? Did you have like a party or something?"

Artemisia chuckled. "I should not have said that. I'm an amateur healer/doctor, and I had a acquaintance with a stomach bug come to me for help. They couldn't afford an actual doctor, so I had to do." She pulled out a pale blue sheet set that had small birds printed on. "I swear these ones are complete puke-free. Cross my heart."