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Lulu shook her head at the rediculous name. How did Elk even remember all of it? She watched warily as he wrangled the dragon. Once the beast was out of view, she slumped slightly, only now realising how much the little critter put her on edge, no matter how small and periodically fun to watch...

Lulu scrambled to catch the cup before it smashed again, flicking water everywhere from her wet hands, but managing to save it from damage. Turning back to the sink, she scowled at the dragon, who looking far too innocently happy. "That is not for you." She told it sternly. She wasn't even sure...

"Can't say no to that." Lulu popped the first bite of pancake in her mouth and hummed in happy appreaciation. They were so good! Perhaps she should have breakfast more often. She ate mostly in silence, entertained enough by the antics of the little dragon. It was like watching a very small cat...

Mugs happy whuffles made Lulu grin. There really was nothing like a puppy to raise ones spirits. She only hummed in agreement to Elks answer. It hadn't been a truly serious question anyway. She wasn't so sure she wanted to get involved with all the magic hoohah that existed out there. Things...

Lulu wasn't really a breakfast person, but right now pancakes sounded amazing! She moved out of the way to let Elk work, slouching on on of the counter stools to watch him. "I know, but the desperation is mounting as my bank account empties." She reached down to scratch Mugs flat head in...

Lulu smiled as Elk chattered on. Usually people who talked a little too much got on her nerves, and give it a few more months or weeks that might be the case here too, but for now she quite welcomed it. Her old room mate in the college dorms had practically been a recluse; this was a nice...

Highly organised? Lulu had to supress a snort of laughter, raising her teacup to cover her lips. She didn't want to insult him, but Elk describing himself as any form of organised was slightly hilarious. Perhaps he was in other aspects, but from what she had seen around the flat she could not...

"That might be good." Lulu agreed. Mug was the best behaved by far out of Elks menagerie, but she really didnt want him to have his 5 minutes of doggy crazy right when the landlady was sitting on their couch. She had only just found this place, and despite its eccentricities she quite liked it...

Lulu rolled her eyes. How could anyone be so oblivious? Nevertheless, she held still as Elk worked to get dragon claws and scales and wings out of her hair. She hissed in pain involuntarily as several hairs parted contact with her scalp, but overall was rather surprised at how gentle Elk managed...

"Oh no, I would never have noticed." Lulu muttered sarcastically. Glaring at Elks retreating back. Inconsiderate git. At least he was taking the feral little thing away from making more chaos. She usually had no problem with animals. The dragon, whatever terrible name Elk called it, was cute...

With the threat of the wolpertinger taking out her ankles diminished, Lulu was able to concentrate more fully on her flatmate, who did not quite seem to grasp the situation. He looked as though he had sleep walked into the kitchen rather than do it consciously. Another time lulu may have had...

The late night activity was not enough to wake the other inhabitant of the flat. Luella slept like the dead, always had, which was both a blessing and a curse in a house with 3 mischievous siblings. In more recent times it made living with a roommate a lot easier, at least it did according to...

Sounds kinda cool, will keep an eye on this

“Thank you sir. Again, apologies for disrupting you with this.” Kal turned the pod and flew back to the hangar entrance. This time he could not speed through the docking process, as he would have to exit the pod rather than just pick something up. The few moments that the ships automatic...

Kal frowned, leaning closer to the screen, as if that would help him decipher this impromptu round of charades. The suit was ok, that message was clear. He thought he got the rest too, but didn’t actually know what tool Eamon was using, or where the engineer might have stashed a replacement...

Kal didn’t bother responding, both because Frayne cut their connection before he could and because he was busy trying to decipher sign language. It became quite obvious from Eamons reaction that Kals first thought that unscrewing the ARM without losing or damaging it was not the problem at hand...

“Affirmative Sir. The ARM seems to be in place, though I can’t tell how securely. Eamon also appears to be doing well. I believe he is attempting to communicate something…” Kal trailed off as he directed the pods sensors to zoom in on the engineer, trying to figure out what Eamon was trying to...

“Yes Sir.” Kal tried not to let his trepidation show in his voice. Perhaps he had been hoping that Frayne might have another solution to their problem, but that had now been dashed. And try as he might, wracking his own brains brought no more clarity. But he had his orders now, unpleasant as...

Sky listened to what could only be described as the womans tirade with calm patience. Her last words, obviously directed at them, made them frown. They weren’t indulging anyone in anything, only trying to get to the root of what was going on with the giants. How could anyone help a situation if...

Kal hesitated for a moment; estimations had never been his forte. “Perhaps 5 minutes. I do not know the specifics of the method of attachment, but I would assume so. Should I release the beam and regain visual contact?” He knew this was what Frayne was edging towards, but wanted to hear it all...