They were both staring at him, Grim grooming himself, suddenly uninterested again. "Well, it's your choice. The Winter prince already said that we were going to be here for another day anyway, so might as well rest up now, don't you think?"

Jason flattened the frills with his hands shyly as he gave a nod,his freckle scales and frills now an embarrassed purple but also a shy - ish pink.

The two boys only took their eyes off Jason once he had flattened all his frills. Then Ash turned his back to Jason

Jason felt sorta...sad as Ash turned his back,but he shook it from himself. 'Why the heck do I care what they say? What does it matter....i-it doesn't that's what!' he mentally scolded himself over and over,having his frills pull back in quickly,only a faint scar like mark on either side to show where the frills had been. He thought about sneaking away and hiding maybe but just thought it as a stupid idea.

Ash exited the room, going who knows where.

Puck leaned against a wall, watching Jason.

(Gonna start a similar vision soon...maybe if Jason fell asleep it would be an easier translation?)

(Sure.I'll shift him to his mini dragon form so he can just nod off.) Jason stretched his arms up a bit,his hoodie going up slightly as he yawned faintly. He closed his eyes as his smaller dragon form shifted his bones and tore his body in a less painful manor. He soon was fixed and was a dragon that was about the size of a large lab. He sat on his hunches and soon slumped down onto his tummy as he nodded off,his purple eyes closing. He looked the same just a bit younger and smaller. His freckles more vibrant and the scars all over his scaled hide showing more.

A twisted landscape stretched out before Jason, barren and dark, the sky a sickly yellow-grey. Mountains of rubble dominated the land: ancient computers, rusty cars, televisions, dial phones, radios, all piled into huge mounds that loomed over everything. Some piles were alight, burning with a thick, choking, smog. A hot wind howled through the wasteland, stirring dust into glittering eddies, spinning the wheel of an ancient bicycle lying on a trash heap. Scraps of aluminum, old cans, and foam cups rolled over the ground, and a sharp, coppery smell hung in the air. The trees were sickly things, bent and withered. A few bore lightbulbs and batteries that hung like glittering fruit

Jason looked around,his snout crinkling as his sensitive smell caught the stench of the place. He walked around,stretching his neck up and around a bit to look at all that was around him. In his mind he was in his full dragon form,major size and all.

He seemed to be floating past the mounds of trash and towards a large figure in the distance. After a while of floating, the mountains of garbage fell away. There was a cracked, grey plateau, spiderwebbed with lava and millions of blinking lights, a railroad stretched away into the distance. Hulking machines, like enormous iron beetles, sat beside it, snorting steam. Silhouetted against the sky, a jagged black tower stabbed up from the earth, wreathed in smog and billowing smoke.

All of a sudden, everything disappears for a split second and is replaced by more old, unused things. There's a strangled whimper from behind him and a strained voice that said, "Save me..."

Jason looked around,confused as the landscape dropped away and was replaced,he heard the voice and spun around. He half expected another nightmare of Shade and the war but not what he saw.