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Posted: April 13, 12:20 PM
From: Cho Hakkai

Does anyone have any experience with the care of small, white dragons? What foods do they prefer?

What is the best way to determine their mood: head movements? Wings? Tail? Vocalizations?

Specifically, how can you tell when they are about to bite?

[Not that he's failed to tell he was about to be bitten a few times already. Of course not.

There is a picture of a small, snaky-bodied white dragon with a ruff running all the way down its long neck attached. In the picture, the dragon is flaring its wings over a plate of raw hamburger with a look of serious annoyance and its mouth wide open in a silent kyuuuu!]

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Where do you think the hedgehog came from?

[The normal bite that should've been in Hibari's words was gone, replaced by a distracted gaze at Hakkai as he continued to strong the little dragon's head. He really was a beautiful creature-he was jealous of Hakkai.

Roll however, merely squeaked and curled up when he was mentioned, being too shy and timid to do anything else.]

I remember my Cloud flames and the box animal that came with them. I thought shinki weren't supposed to remember.

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... I don't think we are, but I also don't think you're the only one.

[Hakkai takes a seat at the table, folding his hands on the tabletop as he watches Hibari pet the little dragon.]

I've never heard of cloud flames, or a box animal. To be honest, I thought you might've had some sort of tiny pet appear, too.

If it's remembering, though, well. I don't think it'll hurt you.

What Bishamon told me is that shinki aren't supposed to learn about their pasts because, for some people, knowing about their deaths can cause them to fall into despair. And that causes blight, of course.

[And, since despair is harder to repent of than simple guilt, Hakkai's not sure something like that even could be fixed. It would be deeply dangerous.]

Simply remembering something you can do should be safe.

praise him hakkai

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[Hibari didn't even mind the questions being asked at this point: being around the little dragon had calmed the 'raging beast' down, his finger continuing to scratch at the little dragon's head and neck. It was so adorable.]

I don't really care much about how I died, and I don't see much reason why I should forget everything else, but this is important. It's a power that can make me stronger.

[Much stronger, in his opinion and he hadn't even tested it out again to see how much he could work with it. Still, he nudged Roll with his other hand.] Roll, Needle Sphere form, please.

[The hedgehog squeaked happily, pleased to be able to do something useful for his master and curled up, floating off Hibari's head and turning into a spiked ball, which quickly multiplied into several more right before Hakkai's eyes. He was clearly proud of himself and what he could do.]

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He's magical.

[He floats and turns into weapons. Jeep's head comes right up at the sight of the little hedgehog multiplying into spiked balls, too, and he peeps in apparent startled alarm. Hakkai exchanges a glance with the dragon.

He's had the same thought. Is it like whatever happens with the dragon that transforms him into a car? Some sort of similar effect? Is there something unusual about every creature that's showed up here...?]

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[Hibari noticed the little dragon's concern before whatever Hakkai said, almost immediately drawing his hand back so Jeep could sniff at his fingers or something.]

Little one, that's nothing to be afraid of. No one in this room is an enemy of mine.

[As for Hakkai, he could take that as he would, but it was a high form of praise. To show, Hibari touched one of the floating spiked balls and nudged it a bit sideways. And then, he took out one of his tonfas to show he next trick-slowly, as to not startle the little dragon.]

Roll, transform.

[There was another squeak and all the replicated balls vanished, to be replaced by Hibari's weapon glowing purple and the outline changing until the form settled into a pair of spiked handcuffs.]

This can also happen.

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Ah, so he can transform your weapon, too!

[Hakkai leans in, bright-eyed with interest, and reaches out, hesitating with his hand a few inches from the handcuffs. He glances up at Hibari.]

May I?

[There's an odd energy around the weapon now, but nothing that seems familiar. Perhaps it's the signature of the power Roll uses to transform.]