Everest
"Are there any scents known to repel dragons..?" Everest asks skeptically as he pilots Mateo's skyship toward the Boondocks. With clear skies and the boat still being above the ocean, keeping the skyship on course didn't require a good deal of Ever's attention, leaving him free to offer Mateo more than a few deeply skeptical frowns.
Having turned down Mateo's fuck around and find out approach to sailing into the Draig Cordillera, the strategy was now trying to find a way to use flora to keep the dragons away from the ship as it flew through the mountains. If certain scents worked against mosquitoes and bears, surely there must be something that would work against dragons? So the argument went, anyhow. The logic wasn't unsound, and yet Everest remained staunchly unconvinced.
"I wonder if your Dad's companion might know?" He suggests, beginning to angle the skyboat down towards where the Boondocks were slowly coming into view.
Having turned down Mateo's fuck around and find out approach to sailing into the Draig Cordillera, the strategy was now trying to find a way to use flora to keep the dragons away from the ship as it flew through the mountains. If certain scents worked against mosquitoes and bears, surely there must be something that would work against dragons? So the argument went, anyhow. The logic wasn't unsound, and yet Everest remained staunchly unconvinced.
"I wonder if your Dad's companion might know?" He suggests, beginning to angle the skyboat down towards where the Boondocks were slowly coming into view.
even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
