"Hey Gil!! I pick this one!!" Drak calls out, handing you a novel titled "Eragon". "What the? From what Mylandian concentration camp did you pick this from?" you stammer back with an automatic bitterness.
Drak shruggled. "Well the cover at least has a picture of a dragon, and I'd say she's pretty hot" Drak growled back as he gazed concentratingly at the cover as if it were one of the many dragon p--,...um...model magazines Drak gazed at.
"Drak...don't you remember that you already have a girlfriend?" you croak. Drak's scales pale for a second, and rumbles disdainfully. (Besides, you knew that Terra was hotter, since the human she was linked with was your girlfriend)
"But Terra doesn't have to know!!" he whines back defiantly. Indeed, she'd drag Drak's remains throughout the entire weyr if she ever found out Drak cheated on her. You give your dragon a deep, incredulous glare, shaking your head.
Just waiting for the moment you can become the ultra master pimp huh Drak?
"But Saphira and her rider will fulfill a need for more dragoners!! Even if we do have to bring them up to date with technology!!" Drak complained, his tone flashing an intent so thinly veiled, even a cross-eyed Malthinae could see through it.
"Fine!! I don't see whatever goddamn solution we have, so I guess we have no other choice but to choose this...place" you give in, throwing up your arms and wings at the same time. Drak jumped up with excitement, while you shook your head.
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