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Tobias and Rachel are using Lucy's morph again for the speed on a little trip down to Texas. Tobias is getting a feel for the dragon body. It's rather interesting, really. Power and grace and the ever-present hunger...
He and Rachel stoop simultaneously toward a deserted town. He's morphing almost as soon as he hits the ground.
He and Rachel stoop simultaneously toward a deserted town. He's morphing almost as soon as he hits the ground.
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She breaks ground within the next ten minutes, and even Rachel can't push it much further than that. Not when the prospect of being stuck in morph would leave her as a mole.
<Okay,> she says, once she pokes her nose out into fresh air again beside Tobias and squirms her fat little body out of the hole. <I'll take Lucy's morph and watch. Yell if you need anything.>
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He morphs down to mole and moves through her tunnel quickly. She's pushed far, and it only takes another ten minutes to get into the building. He pushes through and morphs hawk before looking around. <This is disgusting,> he tells Rachel helpfully.
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Well, she's hungry. It's a good thing she's already used to nightmares.
<See anything?>
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When the roof starts to open up below her, Rachel chuckles a little in their heads, vaguely approving. No one ever said she didn't appreciate straightforwardness.
Which is why she dives down to help, wings beating to keep her aloft while her claws dig into the hole Tobias made.
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<Still gross.>
But at least she's stating the obvious while looking around, putting her nose to the ground and sniffing. That heart thing, the worm, it isn't going to smell like rot and blood. And it just might be the only thing that doesn't.
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The disgust on Rachel's dragon face is similar to Tobias'.
<I don't know. It's what the worm thing came out of. It's what we were attacking when the building went down. More importantly, it's the only thing that doesn't reek.>
That alone makes it kind of special.
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Obviously, the only natural thing to do was to go after it.
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Guess which idea sits better with Rachel.
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Frowning internally (a dragon's face really isn't made for the expression), Rachel drops the bit of the 'heart' she'd been holding and sniffs at the ground again. <Did you see any other worm-things? Like what I was fighting when I came out?>
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<We're not finding anything new.>
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Grumpy Rachel is grumpy. Also hurling herself into the air to put distance between herself and what the dragon brain is informing her is a tasty snack.
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And be grumpy that way instead.
"How should I know?" Rachel growls, once she has a mouth to growl with again. "I don't even know what we're looking for."
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And then another one, larger, deflating a little under his talons. She doesn't say anything, but she can't get the thought out of her head either.
She needs Jake if she's going to be of any use to anyone.
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<We'll figure something out.> Even if that something is finding someone who can make the decisions.
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Another deep breath is released, sharply, and Rachel shakes her head. Even that motion is small, though, careful of Tobias' position on her shoulder.
"Let's get out of here," she mutters.
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