ext_84438 ([identity profile] asar-suti.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-07-26 07:18 pm

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Asar-Suti sits by the fireplace, listening to his iPod, and brooding.

He's got iced coffee, and he's fiddling with some mithril wire.-

[identity profile] son-of-all.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Atreyu follows willingly behind him, and doesn't even need to call for Falkor--the luckdragon has a sense for times he's needed, of course, and when he lands Atreyu scratches both ears in an affectionately familiar sort of greeting.

[identity profile] fuchur-dragon.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hello, Atreyu; hello, Suti," the luckdragon greeted them, offering them both an ear to scratch.

"There is a very big fish in the lake," the bell-like voice continues, blithely. "I can fly you over there and you can look if you see it?"

Falkor hasn't talked to the fish himself; he distrusts anything watery, being a creature of air and fire.

[identity profile] son-of-all.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Always lucky," Atreyu declares, swinging himself up onto Falkor's back and offering Asar-Suti a hand, should he need it. Ear-scratching can now be done just as easily from up here.

"If we see it," he smiles, "perhaps it will speak to us."