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[Good morning, Luceti. There's a little pink fluffball scampering around town today, looking like he's searching very urgently for something- or someone. This little guy - better known to some as a fyulong dragon - is carrying around a human-sized journal with the name "Mikage" scrawled across the front. It's quite the task to carry around a book that's about the same size as you are, so he'll be seeking people out, whether they be a friend or a stranger, to perhaps get some help with it.

He might not stay with anyone for very long, mind you- he has a certain place to be. But don't be surprised if he comes right up to you, nudging the journal urgently, and-]

Burupya!

[...says something unintelligible.

Surprise, Mikage's back! And as a dragon. This is a preemptive Malnosso effect; Mikage has his memories, but because of his situation they're a little jumbled, so he'll recognize faces without having many clear memories or the ability to speak.

It's temporary, though, so Mikage will be making his real return in the future o7]

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[Hey. Hey you. Little punk fuzzy thing. Derek remembers you. In fact, this is sort of a deja vu moment for him.

Didn't you go home?

The hunter will approach carefully, then kneel, already digging for an apple in his pocket. The big question here is does the dragon remember him.]

Hey, little guy. Glad to see you back.

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[Huhwha-

... hey! This guy does look familiar. Kind of. Memories and all that. At the very least, he smells familiar, and that's usually good enough for him. Mikage cocks his head to one side, considering the man for a moment, then wanders closer, sniffing. Is that food...?]

Pya?

[By now, Derek his one of his smaller knives out and is cutting the apple into bite sized bits. He'll offer them to Mikage, smiling a little.]

Hungry? I've got enough to spare.

[Apples! Who doesn't love apples? Immediately Mikage springs forward, taking a few of the bits and settling down beside Derek to nibble away at them. He's hungry enough to find damn near anything delicious, but he's always been a fan of fruit, so they seem to taste better than ever.]

[Derek will settle next to Mikage, offering more slices as they're eaten. He has to resist the urge to pat the little guy on the head; doesn't want to cause offense or overstep his bounds.]

Book's still heavy as ever, huh?

Pya. [His tone is a little grumpy (for an animal, anyway). Why couldn't they give him a book that matched his size, anyway? If he's going to be stuck in this form, it would be nice to be able to use it properly.

Not that he can talk with the journal, mind you. But for future reference, it's nice.]

[Derke shakes his head.]

Malnosso just can't get it right, huh?

Got any idea where you want to go? I could carry the book for you for a bit.

[...Oh! That would be just lovely! Mikage bounces around a few times, looking eager, then glances around for anything familiar.

....

....

Everything is a lot bigger and higher up than he feels it ought to be. THIS MAKES IT TRICKY. Now where is he supposed to be, exactly...?]

[Derek watches all this, then chuckles a little.]

Would it help if you were up higher?

[Oh, this man is full of win today. With a chipper trill in response, Mikage spins around in a circle and stands on his back paws, as if trying to encourage this suggestion.]

[He tries.

Derek will offer his arm to be climbed.]

All right, then c'mon up, we'll see what we can do.

[Sweet deal. Without hesitation, Mikage scampers up his arm, perching comfortably on his shoulder like a pro. Oh wow, this is better already!]

[Derek's not as used to carrying someone on his shoulder as Mikage is to being on someone's shoulder, but after a moment or two, the hunter gets used to the weight. He will put up a steadying hand though so that he can bend down to scoop up the little dragon's journal.]

We're gonna need a code, probably, since I don't speak your language. Don't know if sound or tapping would work better for you.

Burupya! [Which is essentially his agreement; some sort of communicating is a good idea, though he's not entirely sure how to go about implementing one. Maybe tapping? Uh... okay. Trying this. He taps a paw experimentally against the man's shoulder, cocking his head to one side. Like that?]

[Derek waits for the tap, then nods.]

Maybe a little harder, but I think we can make that work. Two for left, one for right?

Mrr... pya. [After a moment Mikage bobs his head, glancing around to check their surroundings. Let's see... maybe the plaza would be a good way to go? The plaza is... um...

....

L... left...? He'll try it- tap tap.]

Left it is.

[And Derek will turn in that direction. He'll glance down at his new shoulder-buddy while he walks.]

Need anything to drink?

[Mikage considers this for a moment, then shakes his head. The apple was nice and juicy, and if he's thirsty later, he can always drink from the fountain. Assuming the make it to the plaza, that is.]

All right, then. Tell me when it's time to turn.

[And let's hope the little guy remembers enough of the village to not get them lost...well, comparatively speaking.]

[Don't be too hopeful, Derek- but Mikage does have a vague memory of the place, so chances are it only takes him a few turns to get back his bearings. They should arrive at the plaza before too much time passes.

And once they do, he seems to relax instantly, feeling much better about his situation. Surely someone familiar will come along and take him home if he's here!]

[Derek notices the change and nods to the area.]

Looking familiar?

[Mikage pats Derek's shoulder with both paws, showing such enthusiasm that he nearly loses his balance and tumbles off. He's looking in the direction of the fountain. He remembers that very clearly!]

[Derek instinctively reaches up to steady the little guy and smiles.]

You want down now, or do you still need the view?

Pya! [Actually, now that he thinks about it, getting down would be good. He needs to stretch his legs after riding around like that. With a quiet chirp he hops onto Derek's hand to climb over and lets himself drop to the ground, letting his wings catch a bit of the air to slow his fall a little. There, that's better.]

[Derek will likewise help by lowering his hand to help bring the ground closer. He'll watch the little guy stretch.]

This a good place, or do you want to keep going?

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