Cesura stretches like a cat, letting her wings fan out wide. That took longer than I wanted it to. she thought too much tree sitting and now I'm sore... She starts heading back to the city, the sun dipping low on the horizon.

//Open for interaction :)//

Elenor looked straight into Tsun's eyes, sincerity lacing her next words. "Sir, there has never been a day in my life that I've known what I was heading into. But that's what I was trained to do." She sighed briefly, but didn't break her gaze. "And there will never be a good life for a dragon like me - besides the afterworld. So if I have a place here, then I am... thankful. If not, I will be gone and you will never see me again."

She sat still, at attention, waiting for her judgement. She knew she would bear no grudge either way, she was used to being pushed away - another time would make no difference.

"I see." Tsun stared at her for a hard minute. "You can make sure this one stays out of trouble," he said, flicking a talon at Ember.

She shook her wings out, her face twisted in confliction and anger. "What? TSUN!"

The blue dragon chuckled. "Make sure she integrates herself in a good way with society. No more of this infamous thief named Blood. You will be paid nicely, if you can handle this."

Ember bared her teeth, tail lashing. "You can't do this!"

Again, Tsun laughed. "I certainly can." He turned to the dark dragon and winked. "Careful, she's a biter."

Cesura walks past Tsun's shop smelling smoke in the air. She decides to ignore it thinking Probably just another fire accident. Happens a lot. We are dragons after all.

She stops at a market stall nearby that is selling alchemy ingredients. She spots a dark purple flower and points at it saying, "Deathbell, right?"
"Yes, ma'am. A deadly but beautiful plant. Hope you don't intend on hurting anyone." said a seafoam female with black horns.
"It isn't any of your business what I do with it." Said Cesura handing her a gold piece.
"Oh, a-alright sorry ma'am." taking the gold piece and handing cesura the flowers. Cesura walks away and starts browsing the other market stalls.

//Interact with meeeeeee xd//

"I'm afraid I have to agree with Kona," Elenor started, confusion wrinkling her snout yet again. "I'm supposed to help her keep out of trouble - or at least deal with it for her."

She stood warily, put on alert because of Kona's signs of hostility. She wouldn't attack this Tsun, would she? Elenor wondered how she should deal with it if that situation arose - just for scenario's sake. Probably not offensive tactics, maybe moves that would protect Kona... and if she could get away with it, protect Tsun. He seemed nice.

Integrating her with society? Her headache wasn't helping her confusion. She didn't need that... did she? She just had to make sure Kona was safe and had no immediate threats near her. If Elenor could help it.

Not if. You will protect Kona, with your life, she silently growled to herself. You will not let her end up like... you won't let it happen again. NEVER AGAIN.

She could feel anger rising up in her, too. She quickly suppressed it, and unconciously moved closer to Kona's side.

Cesura flicks her ears up hearing yelling coming from Tsun's shop. She thinks Well I have nothing better to do...

She heads towards the commotion looking bored but thinking that nothing else is going to happen here, nobody would need her services here. she sticks to the rooftops and watches the three dragons from above.

(ping cuz I wanna interact)

(Well, you'll have to wait for Piperlake if you want to do any serious roleplaying with Elenor, Ember and Tsun, but...)

For a brief second, Elenor's nostrils twitched. There was the scent of a female nearby... with the stench of death and blood staining it.

She angled her ears inconspicuously towards the direction of the scent and had a look over to its source as well, skillfully hiding the glance by pretending to scratch at an imaginery itch by her throat. All of it done within a few seconds, and hidden by well performed tricks she learned from masters.

It allowed her to glance up at some of the roofs of the buildings higher up on the Floating City - and to see a sleek black dragoness with dark red underscales and wing webbing. She was boredly watching the three of them, not seeming to have remembered to hide from sight, thinking height would hide her perhaps.

Elenor kept her ears angled and focused on her hearing, making her headache even more miserable. But at least she would know if this stranger made a move - and doing so wouldn't alert the dragoness to Elenor's awareness to her presence.

I still have until tonight to meet my client... I could see what is going on here first.

Cesura sees a blood red dragon with scars. The source of the yelling. A small dark blue dragon close to the red one's side, and another blue dragon Tsun.

(And now you'll have to wait until Piperlake comes on - tried my best with the room for roleplaying I had available.)