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[fyulong]

[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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GOOD; ALL WE ASK IS THAT YOU TRY!

[penetrated]

[H-he's on his shoulder this is so awesome.]

Then, I'll be heading to the library first... you think they'll let you in?

/T-TRIES HER VERY HARDEST...!!

[fyulong]

[Oh, that's a great idea, Aoba. Bring a fire-breathing baby dragon into the building with the most flammable material in the entire village.

Mikage doesn't seem bothered by the lack of wisdom in this idea, though, so he bobs his head enthusiastically, even if it's unlikely that Shuri or Kurt will be there. It'll be nice to see it anyway! And maybe there'll be more familiar faces around town on the way.]

/THE VERY FINEST OF PRAISE!!

[penetrated]

[Hey hey he's thinking about it okay!?

So, he'll set off for the library, while pondering whether or not what he's doing is a truly terrible idea.]

Though, taking you home with me sounds cool too...

/o/ !!!

[fyulong]

[Bro, he will go to ALL THE PLACES. He's very cozy on this shoulder and that's where he's staying.

At least until he gets bored. He still has a few people to find, after all.]

\o\!!!

[penetrated]

[Then he'll stroke him while he's there!

oh :<]

Heh, but I guess it doesn't really matter either way... I doubt you really mind, right?

[fyulong]

[Amazingly, he does not. Maybe in the future he'll be looking for more familiar faces, but there's no reason to leave just now. He curls up more comfortably on Aoba's shoulder, resting his head on his paws. The world just looks so big up here like this... was he really ever this tall?]

[penetrated]

[He thinks this while on the shoulder of a 5"-kid?]

Okay, I'll take you home to introduce you to senpai and the others first, probably...

Ah, do you have a name already little fella?

[fyulong]

[Well when you're only half a foot tall yourself, anything can be huge...

...Oh! His question reminds Mikage of his journal, actually, and with a quiet chirp and a reassuring nuzzle, Mikage jumps down from Aoba's shoulder, sinking into the snow with a fwump and clamoring around to try and find his journal. Now where in the world did he put that thing...?]

[penetrated]

[Wow, perspective's really amazing!

Wait, why is the adorable fluffy dragon running away!?]

E-eh? Did I do something wrong? [Has he offended him!?]

[fyulong]

[Mikage pauses at his voice, glancing back expectantly. Well, are you coming? He's looking for something, isn't it obvious?]

[penetrated]

[Hardly! He needs to learn how to speak!]

Eh... you want me to follow you? Is that it?

[fyulong]

[Mikage trills and keeps moving. Yes, that is the idea. Now are you coming or not?]

[penetrated]

Okay, okay, I'll come with you! [Lead the way, Mister Mikage!]

[fyulong]

[Yaaaay, excellent! And it's not far, either- before long, Mikage finds his journal, digging it out of the snow and nudging it in Aoba's direction. See? He totally has a name.]

[penetrated]

Hm? [What's this...]

Oh, you're saying your name is Mikage? Wow, that's a bit of a coincidence...! Then, I'll have to call you 'Mikage-chan' to avoid getting confused?

[fyulong]

[Mikage gives him a deadpan look in response. Really? That's all he gets?

...Mikage-chan it is... oi.]

[penetrated]

Hm, is that a little uncreative? Well, 'Mister Mikage' has been taken by an important friend of mine, so... [goddamn so cute.]

Actually, it's kind of odd that you have a journal... Ah! Could you be a New Feather, maybe?

[fyulong]

[Mikage blinks, then nods a little hesitantly. Technically, he is? Though he's been here before... just. Not like this.

If his name wasn't a give-away, though, he's not expecting Aoba to get it.]

[penetrated]

[Hey, it's hard to accept that the really tall blonde guy turned into a cute fluffy dragon okay!?]

Aha! Then, let me welcome you to Luceti, Mikage-chan! I hope you have a good time here!

[fyulong]

[Trufact. Mikage's still getting used to it himself, after all.]

Pya!

[The welcome is greatly appreciated, though! Which is obvious, considering that it earns Aoba a cheery pounce as far as his little legs will carry him. Which... isn't far, admittedly, but the effort is what counts, right?]

[penetrated]

[So cute...]

You liked that, huh? Well, I hope we'll both get along really well! [He'll just pick that journal up to see if it's recording... It'd be kind of embarrassing if it was, so he needs to check!!]

[fyulong]

[Mikage waits patiently, peering at the journal. It doesn't look like it's recorded anything, though with those things, you never know. Maybe he should just set it on fire and leave it alone...]

[penetrated]

[Oh, good! Wait that's a terrible idea--

Then, he'll flick through it a bit to pass the time...

His old entries are in here right.]

[fyulong]

[Yyyyyep. Every single one of 'em.

And Mikage blinks and looks on curiously, wondering what exactly he's doing up there.]

[penetrated]

. . .

U, um. Why are these...? [Wwwwwwwwwhat is going on here.]