back to basics [KEAVY/RATH]

[AVERY FAUL]

"Ready, old girl?"

The look the Chansey delivered her trainer as she reached up to lightly readjust the eyepatch against his skin, her little hands smoothing over the ruined skin for a moment before dancing back from him.
"Love you too, Mum." Avery laughed happily, going back to rolling bandages up for storage in his pack. Unlike other trips where he would be soothing agitated dragons or moving them off, this one had higher stakes. This time he had two rookies hoping to come along with him -- if they ever showed. Avery's one good eye flickered briefly to the ground to check the shadows length before turning back to his task. Over the years he'd been studying the large creatures up close, Avery had gained more and more things that would help him. Herbs, things to blind them with, bandages, lots of bandages, and good old Lifesaver. Even though the Chansey was his only partner from before now, Avery knew very well that his life would have been forfeit without her.

Reaching out again, his hand briefly came into contact with her again as she tucked the bandages he'd already rolled away into the pack. If only she could talk, Avery had a feeling she would have been lecturing him until she had no breath left -- just like a mother. Finally he gathered up the one thing that had saved his life on so many occassions he'd stopped counting - his whip. A weapon or a tool, Avery preferred it over any gun or other weaponry simply because of it's ability to scare before wounding. The sharp crack of leather against the ground could startle a dragon as surely as a gunshot, but it could leave a lot less damage. Finally hoisting the pack up onto his back, Avery's gaze went over the currently peaceful realm of his hometown. His obsession with dragons had started there, and he supposed it was as good a place as any to start the basics of Dragon chasing with a couple of newbies.

Bright and happy as Avery was, there was still a researcher under there somewhere. The mind that loved to learn something new about his particular love, and that mind was currently worried. If Keavy or Rath were just that split second too late... His gloved hand rested briefly against the eye-patch covering his most disfiguring scar before dropping away as he sighed. He'd just have to watch them really closely that was all... He'd have to be faster than he would be on his own. Keavy and Rath didn't have the built-up reflexes that he'd been training, and that alone could be deadly. Still, the idea of working with another person... Exciting. Definitely exciting.

Unwillingly, a grin broke through the more serious expression on Avery's face, and he grinned at the Chansey now fussing with his shirt, trying to smooth the wrinkles out where she could see them.
"Think they'll ever get here, old girl? I'm starting to get bored!"



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[RATH DAR'JEED]

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