dragon king
he/him/his
twenty-four
august 5th
blackthorn city
demisexual
civilian
senior ranger
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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mateo martinez
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POSTED ON Sept 28, 2019 1:50:21 GMT
[attr="class","merkI"] watching as she scrambled to gather her material. his pokemon watched without so much as a word. sceptile eyeing the matured kitsune and her younger fledgling. dragonite simply fell into a daze, looking up at the passing clouds. "i saw you had a book. so i assumed you were reading up here, so bookworm!" he'd hoped they weren't disturbing her quiet time. but the female didn't seem to be look all that perturbed. it was then that had questions of her own to ask. but he wouldn't interrupt, awaiting for her to finish. both sceptile and mateo were surprised to watch the female bow. for what reason did she do that? hell if he knew. it was pretty weird, but maybe she was a princess of sorts herself. either way she looked uncomfortable. mateo scratched the side of his cheek, unsure of how to respond. the effort she put in wouldn't go ignored. therefore, a soft smile was given. touching the tip of his nose, mateo would respond to her introduction with a simple answer, "when you're raised around dragons you kinda pick up a thing or two." a cheeky grin had been thrown her way, "i got a strong sense of smell. it's nothing amazing, but i have a pretty good memory of people's scent. it's a pretty weird talent that i've never shared, so you're the first!" mateo chuckled. continuing, he'd introduce himself. a right hand was brought over his heart, his head lowered and right foot raised to the tip. he'd introduce himself as, "mateo martinez, princess reyes." his left eye closed as he peeked with his right. raising himself back to normal in order to see her response, "either you've never been on this side of mt. chimney or my nose is broken, princess reyes. if so, my bad for callin' ya new!" oh, he'd forgotten to also answer her other question. massaging the nape of his neck, he wondered how to explain this. "and to answer your other question, it's pretty easy to train up here. i think my body's just gotten used to it, which isn't good when i think about it." he needed to put himself through more intensive workout. this wasn't gonna cut it anymore. maybe he should invite his new companion here to get a taste of the action. notes: :sob: [newclass=.merkI] width: 330px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #a3a3a3; padding: 20px; line-height: 12pt; margin-top: -10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkI b] color: #DEA02C; font-size: 12px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI a] background: #2e2e2e; padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #252525; text-transform: uppercase!important; font-family: 'roboto'; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; color: #aaa; letter-spacing: 1px!important; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI img] padding: 0px 5px 5px 0px; background: #2e2e2e; border: solid 1px #252525; [/newclass]
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