A muffled explosion, followed by Toaster stumbling into view.
"Well. That went as well as can be expected I suppose."
"Are you kidding me? I’ll do far worse than that when I become a dragon! I’ll destroy kingdoms and countries in mere seconds, I’m done with serving people, I’ve been working too long for no reward! I want my damn immortality, I want my damn power, and nobody is gonna stop me! Not you, not Orenstein, nobody."
"Mhmm. Yeah. Not me huh?" Though it couldn’t be seen thanks to his helmet, it was quite clear that Toaster had what could be described as the biggest, most shit eating grin, on his face right now. He leaned in and booped Hydrus on the snout. "We’ll see about that. I think I’ll pass on shooting this ‘Ornstein’." He said cheerfully, patting his rail-gun.
((Back in a bit dinner time for me. Send in some inbox memes in the meantime and I’ll sort ‘em our when I get back.))
Toaster opened the door, blinking slightly and wiping the sleep from his eyes as he peered at Razek. “Mmh… Hey Raz. You’re up late. Something wrong?”
He leapt in to Toaster’s arms and nuzzled into him. “Nothing’s wrong. I just missed you.”
He reached over Raz and closed the door behind him, hugging him and yawning. “Glad to hear nothing’s wrong.” He paused and yawned before continuing. “Missed me huh?”
☁- Our muses in a thunderstorm.
✿- Our muses in a garden.
♫- Our muses at a concert.
☏- One of the muses giving the other a prank call.
★- Our muses looking at the stars.
†- Our muses in a church.
☤- One of our muse’s is hurt.
❤- Our muses are both alone on valentine’s day.
☢- Our muses during a radioactive breakout.
☠- One of our muse’s died, and the other is at the grave. (possibly ghost or drabble)
✈- Our muses on a plane.
▲- Our muses on an elevator.
▼- Our muses in a broken elevator.
"When Orenstein dies I shall ascend to a true dragon. I shall become untouchable, I shall become invulnerable, and I shall become immortal. I shall become a monster so powerful all worlds quake at my roar. I wish for power and immortality. I don’t want to die again, I don’t want to cease to be."
"I knew you weren’t just being nice for the hell of it. Fact of the matter is Hydrus I have some bad news for you. I don’t think I want to fulfill those particular wishes for power and immortality. Particularly if you want to make worlds quake. Worlds qauking usually ain’t a good thing.”
"how about I edit one of your guns to shoot soul arrows or dark orbs? No force field in this universe would be able to stop them. It’d be the strongest weapon you own, no magic for you, the weapon would do all the hard work, just point, aim, and blast them to the afterlife."
"I’d rather not. I don’t like people messing with my guns. Again I really appreciate it but I’ll have to pass on that one. I’ll stick to projected energy and ballisitic attacks personally. Also why are you being nice? I always got the impression I annoyed you. Not that I’m complaining or anything. Is it that you just really want me to shoot that guy?"
"Magic and tech go together wonderfully as long as people get enough souls to power it, and these dragon scales are invulnerable to everything but a god, just don’t use it against gods… Do you want me to teach you magic?"
"I used up all the souls I had baking those fucking muffins. Also it’s not that they don’t work together, it’s that I am physically incapable of magic. I managed it once, and it ended badly. As much as I appreciate the offer, and think it is very kind of you, I think I’ll decline."