Tis just a flesh wound {Cyrus}
Teacher
Master Breeder Instructor
OOC: Dew
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Mirun O'Hannegan on May 29, 2014 19:55:32 GMT -5
He was tired. He had to check a ton of eggs and the parents weren't very happy about it. Eh, better than teaching a bunch of freshmen. Mirun preferred master students. Not even the honor students he payed much attention to, but he was picky. Only the best managed to get to masters and those were the students that knew what they were doing, usually. Mirun's job was just to make sure they completed their training and went out hunting and stuff, maybe even help him breed more dragons, given that was another job in itself. He supposed it was just as hard as being another master. Taming the most wild dragons that came to the school, or capturing the most violent dragons, but breeding was tough work! Especially when you dealt with violent parents when you just needed to check their eggs. He gotten a few wounds for it and decided to rest in the teacher's lounge. Ah, nothing like a spike from a Nadder almost going through your stomach, right? Thankfully Mozart was there, like always, and taught the Nadder a lesson while Sebby was fast enough to push Mirun back far enough so it didn't drive further into his guts. How Mirun was still alive was a mystery, even to him.
From his past years of teaching, he kept first aid kits hidden everywhere. Literally, everywhere. He even had one in the teacher's lounge, which he used to patch himself up. Good thing he payed attention when he was a student in survival class and learned which herbs did what. Then again, being a breeder meant medical knowledge not only for the dragon, but also yourself. He wasn't a doctor, of course, but he knew how to patch people and dragons up. After he was bandaged, he flopped down on the couch, Lucy laying on his chest, keeping away from his usual spot on Mirun's stomach, in fear of opening the wound again. Sebby was in there too, the Speed Stinger having wedged himself between the couch and the coffee table. Mirun was hurt and Sebby was sad about it. His job was to protect everyone, he was the pack leader! If he couldn't protect one member of his pack that was a squishy human, then what good was he? He told Venus to watch everyone else, and his mate listened and spread the pack out to ensure no one would get hurt that day. Sebby had to watch Mirun in case he needed a raw fish to eat or something like that. Maybe some dragon nip. The lead Stinger gave a whine, the colorful fan-like crest that marked him as pack leader sinking slightly, closer to his skull.
A soft pet from Mirun rose the crest back up. So Mirun wasn't mad at Sebastian! The Stinger gave a welcoming clicking of his tongue and nuzzled back, lowering his head again so Mirun could rest before he went back to work. His stomach hurt like hell, but the herbs reduced the pain some. As long as he laid there for a bit and didn't do anything to open the wound he would be alright. Probably. It wasn't the first wound he ever had and it wasn't going to be the last. It was part of the job. He should probably go home and rest there, but this place was much closer. And what if he was needed for something? Mirun may not be the best teacher out there, he was pretty lazy, but he wanted to be around in case he was needed by anyone. Even if he complains about it later. He tried to settle down, shutting his eyes. Sleep wasn't an option, but he could reduce moving some.
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Teacher
OOC: Peach
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Cyrus Armillio on May 29, 2014 21:03:10 GMT -5
Cyrus, having already tormented his students enough for the day, was moseying his way toward the teachers lounge. The air was fresh and the sun warm and he had a good book to replenish the brain cells he lost at high altitudes or to the occasional idiot of a student. Books were far better than most people. If only children nowadays appreciated the words someone felt were important enough to write, press and bind together. It wasn't cheap and it took time and money. Cyrus himself had a bound leather journal he wrote his poetry and musings in. The blank book took less effort and was still pricey.
Lego trundled along behind him, watching the goings on of the school with curiosity. The pair had been there for years but each day was something different for the dragon. Spotting the Stingers, Lego rumbled a hello and nosed Cyrus, nearly toppling the white haired man over. "What is it? Oh, that's Sebastian's pack... strange." He gave them a wave of his own and shrugged it off as socializing dragons, far to interested in what he was reading. Lego settled down in front of the door as Cyrus disappeared inside.
"Hello Mirun dear. Good to see you Sebastian." Cyrus greeted the blond without looking up. A bad feeling tickled the back of his brain and he paused and pulled the book away from his face. Golden eyes widened as they fell on the bandages wrapped around Mirun's stomach. Concern and worry quickly churned in his stomach and Cyrus snapped his book shut and tucked it away in his coat. "Oh my... Mirun what happened?! Are you alright?" He didn't even bother hiding the concern in his voice as he hurried toward the couch. His trademark smile was no where to be seen.
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Teacher
Master Breeder Instructor
OOC: Dew
gender: Male
status: offline
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Post by Mirun O'Hannegan on May 29, 2014 21:45:59 GMT -5
Sebastian didn't growl often, unless he didn't know who someone was getting close to someone or something else while they were sick or injured. So before the door opened, Sebby lifted his head to give a deep growl, making Mirun creak one of his eyes open to look at the Stinger, before said growl turning into a welcoming one with a heavy tail being slammed against the floor like a dog. Oh, It was Cyrus. That explained it. Mirun lifted one of his hands in a wave but didn't bother saying anything. The sudden sound of Cyrus worrying made Mirun open his eye again, giving a small smile and a wave of the hand. "Oh yah, besides having my favorite shirt soaked in blood and a wound the size of a Nadder spike, just chipper," he purred out. It wasn't that bad, really, he was fine, besides the horrible pain in his abdomen. He gave Cyrus a smile, actually rather happy to see him here. He tried to sit up, flinching when he moved to much and just went back to laying down. Right, no getting up. He could do that. But where the hell was he supposed to get coffee from if he couldn't bloody move? Sebby seemed to read his mind and got up, going over to the counter, knocking over a few things while going there, before opening his jaws on the coffee table, unloading a ton of coffee beans. Such a smart dragon Mirun had, but he loved him. "Yes, thank you, Sebby." The Speed Stinger purred at his success and laid back down, giving another hello growl to Cyrus.
He shut his eyes again before sitting up very fast, Lucy giving a roar of surprise when he was flopped onto Mirun's lap, the man holding in a breath before letting it out very slowly, pain evident on his face. "Oh dear Loki I am never doing that again. I hate Nadders," he mumbled, leaning against the arm rest of the couch. At least there was room for Cyrus to sit down now, if he wanted to. He leaned his head back against nothing, staring up at the ceiling. "So how were your classes today?" yes, idle chat, that fixed everything. Mirun didn't want Cyrus to worry about him too much. Mirun would be fine, he had dealt with worse in his past years, of course.
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welcome
The Domare Dragon Academy has been awaiting worthy students to take the hold on their classes and to test their might against the vicious dragons of the world. Can you become one of the best or the best tamers, trainers, or breeders out there? Can you tame a beast that is said to be untamable? Can you befriend even the most deadly of monsters? If you feel like you are up to the challenge, then this is the place for you.
Event #2 is now live, make sure to check it out!
Season: Summer
All over the islands it is hot, except the far northern islands. The southern islands are pure death this time of year. This is the time for students to kick back and relax with their friends, before another day of harsh classes.
house points
Sharp House
000
Stoker House
000
Boulder House
000
Mystery House
000
Torrent House
000
census
trainers
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♂ 03
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♀ 04
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tamers
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♂ 02
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♀ 01
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breeders
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♂ 01
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♀ 05
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teachers
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♂ 04
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♀ 02
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keepers
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♂ 00
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♀ 00
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civilians
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♂ 01
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♀ 00
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total
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♂ 11
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♀ 12
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credits
The DDA was created by Zero and Dew. HTTYD content is copyrighted to DreamWorks Studios unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited.
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