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Jason Taylor

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a character in “Drakospeda”, as played by SlightlyInsane

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Jason Taylor
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"Maybe the dragons aren't as bad as we think."


Species:
Human

Alignment:
Peace

Age:
15

Gender Identity:
Male

Orientation:
Heterosexual

Personality:
Jason is a kind and loyal individual, but these traits are sometimes seen as weaknesses by others. He doesn't believe in hurting living things, even if they are hurting him. If a dragon tried to kill him he would try to get away without harming it. He is kind and polite to the people that he meets, though most people he interacts with aren't kind to him. He has a reputation at school for being the kid who likes dragons and thus is treated as an outcast. Jason has come to accept this and doesn't try to make friends anymore. For the very few friends that he does have, he is extremely loyal to them. He would help them out in a heartbeat even if it meant putting his life at risk.

While he is generally a docile person, he can have outbursts of extreme anger. During such outbursts he almost transforms into another person. He is violent and loud, ready to attack anyone who comes his way. Instead of being his logical self, he will become irrational and inconsolable. After an outburst, he will be extremely regretful of what he's said and done.

History:
Jason grew up on the edge of the city. Here, he occasionally encountered small dragons that would wander into the city. He would try to shoo them away, hoping they would fly back outside of the city before someone killed them. While they usually did, there were occassions where an older kid would smash the dragon's head with a rock. Jason was horrified at the idea of killing the small dragons, as he didn't see them as posing any threat to humans. It was the older dragons that were the problem.

In school, he was often bullied due to his stance on dragons. While other kids were growing to resent them, he was the one who suggested that the dragons weren't as bad as they thought. Such suggestions earned him laughs from his classmates and punishment from his teacher. Jason quickly learned to keep his opinion on dragons to himself. He couldn't understand why others hated all dragons when he believed that only the violent ones were bad. Despite not verbally contradicting his peers and teachers after the third grade, he was still bullied. He was the kid who just couldn't see what everyone else did. He was also bullied because he would not fight back.

When he was 13, a few kids decided to attack him on his way home from school. They surprised him as he walked down a seldom travelled street. They pushed him down and started to kick him. He called out for help as the torrents of insults increased and the kicks became more forceful. He pleaded for them to stop but they ignored him. This was a mistake on their part. Before Jason knew what was happening, someone had appeared and knocked down one of the boys picking on him. Actually, it was not a someone but a something. A dragon, to Jason's astonishment, had flown into the kid and knocked him over before turning on the two remaining boys.

For Jason, this own proved to him more that not all dragons were bad. He hopes that he can find the dragon who helped him out that day, but he knows the chances are slim.

Strengths:
+Intelligent | Jason has a bright mind, even if he's not quite sure what to do with it.
+Kind | He is very polite and kind to everyone he speaks with, which can help to earn others' trust.
+Loyal | He will help a friend in need no matter what. Unless it's killing or harming a living being-- he won't do that.

Weaknesses:
- Unwilling to Fight Back | Jason doesn't like to hurt others, even if they are hurting him.
- Violent Outbursts | Though rare, if Jason is overwhelmed he will become enraged and violent. He is nearly impossible to talk to in this state and will act irrationally.
- Weak | He is not physically strong unless he in the midst of an outburst.

Other Remarks:
Any of the Peace aligned dragons are free to be the one who helped him out two years ago. Please PM me if interested.

So begins...

Jason Taylor's Story

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Elet shoved his hands into his jacket as he wandered through the streets. His bright green eyes scanned everything around him in intrigue. He had been in this little town many times now but there was always something new and different to investigate. The humans interacted with each other in a very different way that the way his family interacted. There was just so much more complexity to their speech. He craved it. He wanted to speak to them the way they spoke. He had chatted with a couple of children who seemed his age but he knew he didn't belong. Their gazes said as much and he didn't know how to play their games. So, he found himself consistently stuck on the outskirts of human interaction. In a way, that gave him an advantage. People ignored him so he could observe their mannerisms and learn about their daily life without hindrance.

He had learned pretty quickly that to own something here, you had to purchase it with money. Money was hard to come by if you didn't have a 'job'. He didn't really know what that was, but he understood that you had to work for it. Every once in a while he did find coins and the like on the floor which he had collected. He didn't know how to count but he assumed that the amount of coins he had collected would amount to some kind of value. Perhaps he had enough now that he could purchase some of the mouth watering and warm delicacies they had for sale. He particularly wanted a piece of that pie. He could see the steam rising from it and his stomach growled loudly. That morsel looked a lot better than the scraps the humans tossed his family or the trash they ate, or even the live game they hunted down.

Elet hurried over to the pie stand and looked up at the shop keeper. "H-hello," Elet greeted. "I would umm..like to buy a piece of pie," he said and offered a little smile. He quickly put all of the coins he had on the table and pushed them towards the woman. "Is this enough?"

The woman standing there looked down at Elet and arched an eyebrow. She looked down at the coins and shook her head. "That is not enough to buy a pie, sweetheart. Take the coins back."

Elet frowned and looked down at the coins. "How much do I need?"

"A lot more than that. Where are your parents?"

"I don't have any," he lied. He didn't have any parents that this woman would be able to talk to anyway.

"You poor dear," she frowned. "I'll tell you what. I'll give you a piece of pie. Tomorrow you come back early in the morning and I'll have you earn it by helping me set up my things. Okay?" She knew she ran the risk of never seeing the boy the next morning if he was playing her, but she couldn't help herself. She was a sucker for kids.

Elet's face brightened and he gave her a big smile. "Thank you! I'll be here in the morning!" Elet accepted the pie then and hurriedly scurried off with it. He bit into the warm, gooey apple pie and moaned. It was the best thing he'd ever had the pleasure of tasting. In his excitement a few scales appeared on his neck and on his hands and his eyes had become slits without his realizing for a moment.

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Lilith

Lilith climbed down a drainage pipe into an alley. Her feet padded softly as she walked to the mouth of the alley. She peered out, seeing a pie stand with a little boy standing by it about half a block away. She could tell by his motions that he had taken his coins back, yet the woman selling the pies gave him a slice. Why was that? She was curious as to what was so special about this boy. Without hesitation, she darted across the street before hiding behind the corner of a building.

She peeked around the corner just as the boy turned to leave, walking down the street with his slice of pie. Lilith wasn't normal one to steal food from children, but today was different. She was rather hungry as she hadn't been able to acquire human food that day. Normally in this situation, she would shift into her dragon form and hunt outside of the city. But each time she had gone near the wall there were soldiers guarding it. She wasn't hungry enough to risk her life flying over the wall, nor did she think she ever would be. However, she was hungry enough to steal this boy's slice of pie.

The pale girl walked quietly to the next block, knowing where the boy would end up after he had gone down the street. She began to run, her small feet hitting the ground lightly. She was very agile due to her size, making it easy for her to escape most danger. Lilith turned down another street, where she saw the boy eating his pie. He looked content, only making her hungrier. She was eager to get her hands on that pie.

Before Elet knew what was happening, Lilith darted by and swiped his pie from him. She continued down the street, so focused on taking the pie that she hadn't realized he was like her-- a dragon. She looked down at it as if it were a prize. However, this distracted her long enough that she did not see the stone in front of her. She tripped on it, dropping the plate. It skidded a few meters away from her. Somehow, the pie had managed to remain on the plate, though it was now at the edge instead of the center.

The poor girl just stared at it, dumbfounded. She had only tripped a few times in her life, so the idea that she could fall down while running still shocked her at the age of 18. Lilith looked down at her hands. They had some small stones in them and her hands had been scraped. A few spots of blood had found their way to the surface of her skin. Fortunately, she was wearing pants and her leg had not been scraped.


Jason

Jason sighed as he walked the streets, trying to remember where the grocery store was. It hadn't move all his life, but for some reason he could never recall where it was. Perhaps it was because his mind was preoccupied with more interesting things than the price of apples and oranges whenever he had gone with his mother. He was a 15 year old boy-- he didn't care about grocery shopping.

The teenager frowned as he looked around. He was 90 percent sure that the grocery store was within two blocks of where he was. He recognized the clothing store on the corner across from him. His mother liked to go there and for some reason felt the need to take him with her until he was about 10. Honestly, he wasn't sure why his mother took him to a lot of places. It was just something she did. Except that now when he had the freedom to go somewhere on his own, he needed her help.

"Ok, so I think it's east of here. Or maybe west? Or was it north? It can't be south, I came from that way," he spoke aloud. Jason was hoping that talking to himself might jog his memory, but it only confused him more. He took a deep breath to help him focus. The grocery store couldn't be to the west, because that was the direction of the corner with the clothing store. Down the street were more clothing stores. He definitely didn't want to go that way. That left north and east, though he had no idea which direction. On a whim, he continued walking straight (to the north).

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Liam


The young dragon shrugged at the woman, tugging at the straps of his pack and relaxing back to a regular human form. "Well, I was kind of raised in a nest, but I don't think the others quite understood things like I did. I was always pretty different from them, not the same type I guess..." Liam's eyes glazed a bit at the fond thought of times passed outside the walls of the human city with the small dragons that had become his family. He hadn't seen them in so long, it being so hard to escape the city now with in increased size. Even for human standards he was pretty tall and lanky, not exactly easy to hide in the trash anymore. Quickly returning to the real world though, he extended a hand out for a friendly hand shake.

"Esra? I'm Liam, nice to meet you," he smiled cheerfully. Before he could say anymore, however, he was cut off by the sound of an alarm coming from his watch. "Crap! Uh, I gotta go. Mouths to feed and stuff like that. Um... catch you around I guess? We need to talk some time!" Without warning, he turned and shifted quickly, jumping from the building and speeding off with a sharp crack of the air beneath the tips of his wings. The young dragon soared over a few building before diving into one of the less used alleys, where he shifted back and took off at a sprint back to the market street, not bothering to even look back. "Shit they're gonna go crazy if I'm not back soon..." he muttered to himself.

Still crowded as usual, he nearly bowled straight into some kid who looked maybe like a young teen who had stopped to look around himself, dodging at the last second but not even slowing down. Almost like he had blinders on to his destination, he didn't notice the girl sprinting with the pie until she tripped right in his line of travel. He had just barely managed to jump over her body and barely maintain his balance when he realized he recognized the long purple hair, making him skid to a stop and turn back around to help her up.

"Lilith, woah! You okay?" he inquired, offering a hand up and oblivious to the plate of pie.

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Akhira

I just remembered why I hate shopping, Akhira glared silently at nothing in particular as she waited to cross the street, Especially grocery shopping. While Akhira's hunger often led her to eating large quantities of food in a single day, she rarely, if ever, made food for herself. Meaning, she had never gone grocery shopping or even touched a stove in her entire life.

Who needs a stove when you can just burn it yourself, or better yet, eat it raw. Before she stop her hungry stomach from affecting how she thought, her mind conjured up an image of a dead bear. In response to the image, her stomach growled out, causing several people nearby to look in astonishment at her.

She glared daggers at them. They quickly went on their way, wisely choosing to flee from her presence.

Despite not being a fan of cooking food like a human, she had made it an objective to locate a local food source when she first arrived in the City and it was when she was nearly there that she saw him.

A young human, so young as to remind her of a nestling. He was obviously lost. Weak human, was what her senses told her, A weak nestling meant to be protected, to stay in the nest. She growled softly in irritation at the instincts of the primitive beast that still lurked inside her. Of course her kind were sentient, and intelligent beings now but they had been beasts of war first, and no matter how far they go in evolution, the instinct of a wild beast would always remain with them.

She watched the human nestling silently, and from afar heard him speak to himself. "Ok, so I think it's east of here. Or maybe west? Or was it north? It can't be south, I came from that way." Even though she was in human form, and a bit of a way from the boy, she heard his words clearly as if he were only about five feet away from her, an advantage of being a human with a dragon's sense of hearing.

Akhira saw in his hands a piece of paper, and from what she heard, and saw, she deduced that he was going grocery shopping as well. Without knowing why, or even realizing what she was doing, Akhira walked up beside him, "From the paper in your hand, I'm assuming your looking for the grocery store and I thought should let you know, your going the wrong way."

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Elet hummed to himself. Pie was so tasty! He had like little bits of pie before but they were never this good. Fresh, warm, and gooey pie was now his favorite food in the world. He closed his eyes for just a moment and then... it was gone. His deliciousness was gone! He looked up a bit startled when he found his plate had been snatched out of his very hands. A young girl was running down the alley way with it and his eyes narrowed. That was his pie! He had gone and got it! The nice lady gave it to him and no one else! He was even going to work for that slice of amazingness.

"H-hey! That's mine!" he called after her and started running. He was not going to give it up without a fight. The girl tripped then and his eyes remained glued on the soaring plate of pie until it landed. He gave a sigh of relief, but really, even if the pie itself fell on the floor he would have devoured it. He ate out of a garbage can for crying out loud. A little bit of dirt wasn't going to deter him from his prize. He rushed forward but immediately cut himself off when he saw someone else in the alley. Elet pressed up against the side of the building and looked at the boy that leaned down to help the pie thief up. Oh no! She had a partner! He couldn't stand up to two people.

Elet nibbled on his lip and glanced between the two of them and the fallen pie. He started to slowly inch around his corner and tried to stay out of sight as he moved towards his pie. He snatched it up from the ground and quite literally shoved the rest of it in his mouth. There. Now the two thieves couldn't get it. He looked like quite a spectacle with his cheeks extended like a chipmunk as he tried to chew. He looked over at the girl and the other boy then and soon, guilt filled his stomach along with the remainder of his pie. They were probably hungry to.

Elet pulled at his sleeves and looked down at his shoes. "I... I am sorry. I should have shared it with you." He moved a little closer and looked at the girl trying to see if she was hurt. He really should have checked to make sure he was okay before he jumped his pie. "Umm... Are.. Are you okay?" he asked then and glanced at the boy. He hoped the older boy didn't try and beat him up for letting his friend get hurt.

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Lilith

Lilith was still sitting stunned on the ground when a familiar face appeared. It was Liam. The two could be considered friends, seeing each other here and there and occasionally working together to steal food. However, Liam had a whole little gang that he took care of. Lilith had only herself to worry about.

Liam asked if she was ok and offered her a hand. Not wanting to get blood on his hand, Lilith accept his help but only let her fingers come into contact with him. Once she was standing, she looked up at him. She looked up to almost everyone since she was only 4' 10". She nodded, letting him know that she was ok and as a substitute to saying 'thank you.' Lilith knew that Liam would know what she meant by the simple movement of her head.

Remembering the pie she had stolen, and which had caused her to trip, she looked to where it had fallen. However, the boy she had stolen the pie from was shoving the rest in his mouth. She gawked at him. First of all, she was surprised he had dared to come near her and Liam since the two were older. Lilith didn't look Liam's age, but in fact she was. Second, she was surprised that the younger boy could fit the rest of the slice in his mouth. His cheeks puffed up, filled with the deliciousness that was the slice of pie. Of course, Lilith never got to taste it so she could only assume that it was delicious.

The boy managed to swallow the pie and looked at them, the emotion on his face shifting from happiness to concern. He apologized about not sharing the pie, though Lilith knew that she should really be the one apologizing for trying to steal it. However, she could not convey this to the boy orally. He asked if she was ok, to which she nodded. A few scrapes on her hands, but after she washed them off they would be fine.

The purple haired girl pulled a small paper tablet out of her pocket, followed by a small pencil. I'm sorry for taking your pie, she wrote on it, showing it to Elet. She considered telling him that she hadn't eaten today, but it didn't seem like she should. Either it would sound like an excuse or the poor boy would feel guiltier than he already appeared to feel. Instead, she added, My name is Lilith. Liam could introduce himself.


Jason

Jason was about to step off of the sidewalk when he heard a young woman's voice beside him. He physically jumped a bit, not expecting someone to talk to him. He hadn't heard her approaching. The boy turned to look at her, taking in her unique appearance. Though he had seen some strange hairstyles before, he had never seen someone who seemed to have perfectly split black and white hair. It was as if she was born with it. He figured she must have gone to a very expensive salon to have it dyed so neatly.

The teenager also noticed two blue dragon scales sticking out of her hair. He was no expert in fashion, but he figured they were decorative. It made him a bit scared of her, realizing that the scales were of course from a dead dragon. Poor dragon. It had probably tried to kill her. Yet the humans were also killing the dragons.

The young woman informed him that he was going the wrong way. She also reminded him that he had been carrying the grocery list in his hands. How long had he been holding onto it? Jason couldn't remember, just as he couldn't remember where the darn grocery store was. But it seemed that this lady could help him.

"I have no idea which way to go," he admitted to her, though she already knew this. However, he was hopeful that she could help him. "Which way should I be going?"

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Akhira

Akhira registered the look of shock on the Nestling`s face as if not expecting anyone to help him. A feeling that Akhira shared as she hadn't realized she said those words aloud to him until it was too late. She hadn't expected the sight of this lost human nestling to strike something inside her chest. A feeling she found unwelcome.

Surprisingly, once he saw her scales, he didn't look approvingly at them like some humans did as they often thought she was a dragon slayer. A theory she had spread by mouth herself. He instead seemed fearful and even a tiny tad disgusted by them. Perhaps, he likes... No, she could not allow herself to think that. All humans hated her kind, and to even doubt this one's perspective on it was pointless and dangerous. He was a human, humans lied, cheated, and killed their own kind, even members of their own families. They were not to be trusted.

"I have no idea which way to go," he admitted to her, though she already knew this. However, he was hopeful that she could help him. "Which way should I be going?"

What the hell am I doing? Akhira asked herself, and got no reply. She hissed softly, nearly silently at herself as she spied a group of male humans standing in the shadow of a building. They looked to be the same age as this lost one, but instead, the air they gave off was that of scavengers. Scavengers that had their sights on her lost nestling. She silently groaned at her bad decision.

"I guess fate is smiling upon you today. I'm also going grocery shopping today. Come on, I'll lead you." Akhira stepped around Jason and grabbed his arm by the sleeve of his jacket and turned him around, glaring daggers at the group of thugs as she took him away from the disastrous mistake of walking their way.

As she led him along she was careful not to allow her skin to come into contact with his. No matter how much pity and sympathy this human instilled in her, she would never allow him to touch her. Yet, another surprise for her was that despite the voice telling her that this was against her warrior's instincts, she found it easy and almost natural to be pulling Jason around. Almost...

Akhira immediately let go of his sleeve when they got to the entrance of the store. "Here you are," she didn`t smile, "I'll be on my way now." She left him to find the cure to this disease called hunger.

Several minutes later....

Why the hell is this so difficult?! Akhira was beginning to lose patience with her situation as she apologized to the manager for busting a second watermelon. How could she have even known watermelons were fragile?

After paying for both busted watermelons, she made her way to a section where all the food was in cans. She went to grab one can of chicken soup off the shelf when she saw another type of chicken soup. Both were labeled chicken soup yet, they were priced differently. Confused, she asked herself, "Which do I choose? What's the difference?" Frustrated at her inability to choose which, she groaned, just as her stomach growled. She accidentally tighted her grip on the can and... it busted. "Curses..."

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Lilith

Lilith was surprised by Liam's sudden touch as he noogied her lightly. She could remember the first time he had done so, when he hadn't been as gentle. The poor girl had lost her balance and fallen over afterwards, leading to Liam's gentler treatment of her. Of course, she could probably be knocked over by Elet quite easily as well. It really didn't take that much force to push her over due to her small size.

She noticed Elet's face flush after she had extended the notepad towards him. Perhaps he couldn't read? If so, the own ways to communicate with him were through her actions or through Liam. Both could lead to misinterpretations. Her suspicion was confirmed once Elet introduced himself, apologizing that he couldn't read her note. Lilith was in no way offended, as she understood that not every human could read. She had been fortunate to live in an orphanage which gave the children education.

Elet mentioned that he had no parents, just like the purple haired girl and red haired boy. Both could understand the life he must live, scavenging for food and being chased by humans. It wasn't the best life there was, but it was the one they knew.

The younger boy asked in what manner they acquired food. Lilith was fortunate enough that she could easily get through the walls of the city due to her size. Most of her meals came from outside the city, while hunting in her dragon form. However, telling either of the boys that would likely lead to her death. So instead of admitting she ate most of her meals as the humans' enemy, she looked to Liam to explain. The two had similar lifestyles when it came to getting food-- a preference to stealing over scavenging.

Her light purple eyes, which most humans identified as being colored contacts or a tint of blue, came to rest back on Elet. Having time to take in his features, she noticed his bright green eyes. They were an interesting pairing to his hair. In fact, the colour of his hair was a darker shade of Lilith's own. She couldn't help but wonder if he had been born with coloured hair, or had managed to dye it like humans did sometimes. Had he been born with it, would that mean that he was like her?

The idea was as exciting as it was startling. However, she wouldn't say anything to him (or rather to Liam, since Elet was unable to read) about it. With the way humans thought, one could not just ask another if they were a dragon. If you even mentioned the word, a tone of violence and hatred would crawl into a human's voice. For this reason, she refrained from making contact with those outside of her very limited comfort zone.


Jason

The young woman grabbed Jason's arm by his jacket sleeve, leading him to the store. It was a bit odd, but he supposed she was one of those people who didn't like to touch other's skin. He could understand being weary of the germs that lived on other people, and so he thought nothing else of it.

The two made there way to the store, which Jason would not have found this quickly without Akhira's help. She released his sleeve as soon as they arrived at the entrance. Without a smile, she bid him farewell. Again, it was a bit odd but Jason had seen stranger things. After all, he lived in a world where kids as old as him or even younger would smash in a small dragon's head for fun. The though made him frown as he proceeded into the store.

Fortunately for the teen, his mother always organized her grocery list by aisle. Starting in the first aisle, he snaked his way through the store with his cart. He grabbed what he needed, knowing the brands that his mother preferred. Once Jason was physically in the store, he was able to navigate it quite well. He just had trouble getting to it.

After several minutes of collecting the items he needed, he came to the aisle where the canned foods were. Here, he found the same young woman as before. She was looking at the stacks of chicken noodle soup. Jason could tell that she was confused, just as he would be if he didn't know what he was looking for. He pushed his cart forward, ready to offer her his help. Even though he was intimidated by her, he would still assist her in any way he could.

As he walked towards her, he eyes the two blue scales in her hair. They were fascinating to him, coming from a dragon larger than he had ever and probably would ever see. He had only encountered a few small, non-sentient dragons near his home. He couldn't help but be transfixed by them, wondering how big the dragon had been before she killed it.

His thoughts of dragons were forgotten when he heard a small pop. Akhira had managed to crush the can, the broth flowing out of it and onto her hand. It dripped onto the floor. "Curses..." she mumbled.

Jason's fear of her was renewed. She was obviously much stronger than he had expected. He quickly accredited this to her presumed profession. Still, it was intimidating knowing she was stronger than the guys who liked to beat him up. She could likely strangle him right now if she chose to do so. He really hoped she didn't.

"Uh, you're probably going to have to pay for that," he told her, unaware that she knew this from recent experience. His hands went to his pockets, searching for a spare napkin or two that she could use to wipe off her hand. Lucky for her, he had one in his left pocket. Jason held it out to her. "Here, this should get some of the soup off of your hands." He offered a smile, showing that he was sincerely trying to help her out.

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(OOC: I'm in a bit of rush so I will just say that I'll probably be adding another character, a human one, as I think the dragons outnumber the humans... Not including NPC humans I mean)

Akhira

Akhira hadn't noticed the human Nestling was beside her until he spoke up, "Uh, you're probably going to have to pay for that." Don't I know it. She wanted to roll her eyes, or yet, blow out smoke her from nose to signify how frustrated she felt at the moment, but she didn't. She restrained her draconic instincts and turned to look him in the eyes, trying hard not to let her stoic mask fall. Something's off about him now...

"Here, this should get some of the soup off of your hands." To her utmost surprise, the human Nestling held out a napkin to her. She couldn't help but stare at him, he's offering me a napkin? W-What? Akhira blinked slowly, finding her mask of indifference to show complete surprise. "Oh! Um, yes, thanks." She shook herself out of her amazement, taking the napkin to wipe her hands as well as any splatters that got onto her clothing.

Despite acting like a total space cadet just recently, Akhira noticed that the 'something different' about him now was that he was afraid. Hmmm. I guess I scared him... Maybe I should offer a lie about my strength, tell him I mean him no harm. Yet, she said nothing of that sort other then uttering another thanks for the napkin. No, it's probably best he be afraid of me anyways.

When she was done wiping off her hands, she finally smelt it. Food, delicious food, she sighed deeply at her foolishness, and I wasted it.

Akhira looked back up at Jason, "I'm sorry, but may I ask you what your name is?"