Flux de Angelis | Cook / Inventor | Mentions: Dallas, Javalasii, Shai (dir.) Ambrose (indir.)

He didn’t have to wait long for someone to sling him a response, what was surprising was that it came from Dallas. His head swivelled to look over at him and raised an eyebrow curiously. The comment made him huff out a very short noise that sounded somewhat like a laugh.

“Roughneck.” He repeated the word under his breath, turning his head to look over Javalasii’s form. He was careful not to stare for too long, he wasn’t a fool. Flux kept his roaming eyes on the furred dragon until he heard the pointed words aimed back at him. His eyes shone with amusement before turning to look at Dallas.

“What else I’m going to bring home? What do you think I’m going to do? Sweep some woman off of her feet and ferry her back here, or even better, buy a new kitchen and force Javalasii here to carry it free of charge and leave you behind?” He chided, lips curling into that devastating grin, he watched as Dallas began his climb up onto Java.

Eyes bright with light as he stepped forwards, calling over his shoulder towards Shai and Ambrose.

“I think I’ll stick with Java ‘ere. Less grumpy than your scaly lump, Shai!” Flux was still beaming with a grin as he approached the female dragon, there wasn’t a lick of hesitation in his movements.

Even though he didn’t ride himself, he knew how to. He had been around the dragons on this crew long enough to know that if you acted like you were confident, it often worked. Most of the time. Some of the time.

Flux gave Java a small look as he pushed himself up from the ground, not needing to grab onto her fur to hoist himself up. He threw his arms up and wrapped them over the top of her spine and pushed to pull his torso and then legs up. Swinging himself into position on her back with practiced ease.

Tiamat | Mentions: Urchin, Cassiopeia (dir.) Ambrose, Javalasii (indir.)

Tiamat’s head lifted and sank in time with Urchin’s bobbing about, eyes carefully observing her until that voice came again along with the clicking of her tail. The striped dragon reared her neck up high to look across the deck as she heard a male voice yell, momentarily distracting her, she saw a fur covered dragon and a bulky male with humans. How demeaning, having a human ride you.

The sound of another word leaving the spikey one’s mouth made Tiamat’s eyes dart back down to her, neck snaking its way down soon after. She hadn’t observed her speak before, not from up on her perch where she spent most of her time nowadays. Watching them mill about below her with a searing distaste for all but this dark female.

“I come from here, I live here.” Tiamat met, giving a small look up towards where she could scent the other newcomer was standing. “I live in the asteroid belt near here, but I like it here on this ship more. I watch them.” She offered up, only dragging her gaze away from the newcomer as she finished.

She did come from those rocks, but she spent most of her time up on the mast. Even when she grew tired, she clutched onto the wood tightly and let her eyes close.