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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jul 5, 2009 6:19:02 GMT -5
Nephthys allowed his lips to curl into a slight smile, but he was quick to remove it. He had far too much on his mind to really state the usual and he would rather not show his emotions. It was something that he was not quite capable of. "Unfortunately for me," he said quietly, "nearly everyone despises me because of who I am, not what I am. Some want my head, others just want to get rid of me. Although this femme, Pandora, something tells me there's a lot more to her than meets the eye. I suggest we keep a careful optic on her." He tilted his head to one side when Shadowfang asked about Leohawk. Ah yes, he knew that griffin mech like at the back of his tail. It had been quite a long time since he had seen the noble mech. The last time he had seen him was before he had had him on the ropes and the explosion that nearly ended his life. Since then, the massive dragon had been recovering and searching for revenge as well as for the other Decepticons. "Nay," he said, shaking his head as he decided to use some of the Old English, "Leohawk is all yours. I am not interested in him. Sure he was the one who gave me some of the scars, but it is Spiritimus that I must take on. Same goes for Rodimus."
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Post by shadowfang on Jul 5, 2009 17:02:45 GMT -5
The six winged dragon caught the smile even though it was brief, before the mech's features resumed a more neutral expression. "I wouldn't concern thy self with how the others view you, it will change in due time and the Knighthood will certainly aid in that." The Decepticon Knighthood had it's own reputation about it, though how much of that remained the femme did not know. "Agreed." She said simply but seriously. Even if the prime wasn't liked, He was a powerful and loyal Decepticon, perhaps it was then Pandora that was the real traitorous one?
Shadowfang gave a nod, and a brief but approving look at his use of Old English. "I will make it a point to pay back yon scars when I face this knight in battle." She swore in oath, before returning the Data Pad to Nephthys. "But enough chatter, hm? Shall we do some training? I'm interested in seeing your methods." The knight stated in genuine interest, before giving Zypher a reassuring look.
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Post by Storm Blue Lightning Saix on Jul 6, 2009 19:56:11 GMT -5
Having heard the tense and emotional exchange between its two fellow dragons, Zypher was quick to catch the look and show its more mature side, nodding to both of them. Then, slowly, it turned exclusively to Nephthys Prime, indigo optics dimmed in shame as it dipped its thorny head in respect and apology.
"Zypher sorry judge Bad Prime...Zypher promise train well. Shadow and Bad Prime train Zypher, that okay...?" at this point a little bit of meekness had shown through, still feeling a twinge of fear for the bigger, meaner dragon, "Zypher take it! Zypher tough! Work real hard!" soon enough, meekness turned into excited determination.
For once, it was really starting to feel what it is to be a Decepticon. It felt...proud, loyal even, despite how its father had treated it in the past.
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Post by shadowfang on Jul 6, 2009 20:41:49 GMT -5
Giving the smallest dragon a smile filled with pride, Shadowfang nodded approvingly. This was the appropriate behavior for a Decepticon Prince. "T'would be my honor, as long as Squire Nephthys agrees." The six winged dragon said with a bow before looking to the larger three headed dragon. "Our prince deserve'th only the best and the benefits that both our training would give would no doubt make Zypher a truly formidable warrior." The knight suggested, seeing the benefit of the two merging their efforts to strengthen the sparkling.
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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jul 6, 2009 22:15:38 GMT -5
"Aye," was Nephthys' reply to both Shadowfang and Zypher's acknowledgement. "I expect no more than to see everyone's best. To me, it is always an honor to see their true nature when they fight. It makes it a whole lot more exciting as well." The dragon turned to Zypher and lowered his head until his blood red optics were looking into her own as if he was trying to decide on whether or not her determination was true to her voice. Then, he lifted his head and allowed another small smile to creep onto his lips, his optics soft for a brief moment. "You speak in the humblest of apologies," he said, his baritone voice no longer dripping with menacing venom like it normally did. "I accept your apology, little one. I normally hold grudges for a long time, but there are some that can be let go. Your fear of me was needed because I could've done something to you, when in fact, I would never. Let's just say that sparklings and younglings have a special place in my Spark. I cannot explain why, but I guess it's part of my creation." He glanced over at his fellow dragon, his optics quickly covering up their softness towards Zypher. He just hoped that Shadowfang did not notice it too much. For him, there was not enough room for being very soft. "And we will." Was his simple reply.
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Post by Storm Blue Lightning Saix on Jul 7, 2009 9:17:22 GMT -5
Resisting the urge to hug the two larger dragons in happiness, it instead did a few short laps around the two of them then stopped and aimed itself at the door, "Go train! Go train!"
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Post by shadowfang on Jul 7, 2009 16:54:57 GMT -5
If Shadowfang noticed the softness of the larger dragon, she made no mention of it. "Excellent, and after our training, perhaps our liege will be in good enough a mood to grant me an audience." After all, it wouldn't do to go too long without a formal introduction. The knight watched with some amused interest as Zypher expressed her excitement by running around them. There Prince certainly was an odd one, but she was the Prince. "As ye command'th, so it shall be." The six winged Dragon stated taking the order very seriously. "Come ye, my future Squires!" The knight ushered valiantly as she exited the base through the door Zypher was at.
(OOC: Starting a new thread to continue this.)
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Post by Spiritimus Prime on Jul 7, 2009 23:05:43 GMT -5
Nephthys tried to restrain himself from telling the sparkling to knock it off with her playful running, but instead of going all aggressive over such a playful matter, he decided that he could have a little fun with Zypher. Chuckling to himself, he lightly nudged Zypher with his nose, causing her to fall over onto her side. "Keep that up and I might become a bit too soft for my own good," the massive dragon laughed. "But, then again, perhaps not." For some reason, Nephthys found himself feeling unusual, but he was quick to deny the possible fact. He didn't want anyone to think that he had a soft side. Besides, Megatron wouldn't approve of such weak warriors. Emotions can cloud your judgement and make you hesitate in battle. "Come," he said to Zypher, "let us go outside where we won't be distracted. We wouldn't want someone to come along spoil the fun that you may have." He shot Shadowfang a curious glance from the corner of his blood red optics. Other than Spiritimus, Blazestorm, and Purus, this was the first time he had met a dragon that was worth the fight. He couldn't wait to see what she was capable of in battle. And if she proved herself worthy in his optics and earned his respect, then perhaps he would really have a change of Spark. However, if Megatron found out about him going too soft, then he would consider his life being on the line. It was all do or die. "If you want to look for Megatron," he said to Shadowfang, "and get his permission on training the little one, you'll find him in the extraction room next to the rebirth chamber. I hope that isn't too much of a hassle for you." He paused for a brief moment before he decided to continue, turning his head down a notch. "If you do decide to go now, Zypher and I will meet you outside and wait for you there."
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Post by shadowfang on Jul 8, 2009 0:13:12 GMT -5
Shadowfang paused before exiting, feeling Nephthys' gaze on her she glanced over at him as he spoke. "Not at all, but I would see you all out first and that trainning has begun. Then I'll meet with our liege." She answered and dissapeared through the door. (OOC: we continued things in this thread: The ways of the new and the old, your post there too spirit.)
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