Post by tgarwhyn on Jul 18, 2007 23:13:56 GMT -5
T'Garwhyn, or better known as his nickname "Smoke," could see the island in the distance as he flew towards it. His wings stretched out, flapping every so often to keep altitude. He quickly comes up on the island, quickly getting a layout of the island as he flies overhead, creating a large gust of wind as he flies. Enough to disturb classes as he flies by the window, looking for a solid place to land, eventually finding the docks. He lands softly, a perfect landing, coming from years of practice. He quickly takes off the backpack he was wearing, which is huge compared to a normal one. It has to weigh at least 200 pounds. He checks to see everything is in there. Then, he reaches in takes out his medical form and a cigar from his case.
He lights the cigar and clamps it firmly in his mouth. Clothed in his usual bouncer attire, he kept the red jacket in his backpack. Although angry at being stuck in the dorm, he knew the main reason was his species. He had experienced the same thing in the military. No one wanted a dragon to be higher up than them. He also knew he would have to watch his every move, thus his medical form. Breathing out a puff of smoke, he walked forward to find his new dorm. Hopefully it would have a room suited for his much larger size.0
He lights the cigar and clamps it firmly in his mouth. Clothed in his usual bouncer attire, he kept the red jacket in his backpack. Although angry at being stuck in the dorm, he knew the main reason was his species. He had experienced the same thing in the military. No one wanted a dragon to be higher up than them. He also knew he would have to watch his every move, thus his medical form. Breathing out a puff of smoke, he walked forward to find his new dorm. Hopefully it would have a room suited for his much larger size.0