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[Trunks has only spoken to Qubine once or so before via network... He also looks as he always does--which is a because he is as he usually is.]

I was lucky--I guess--to be spared, but does this happen often? I know Mr. Andor spoke of it happening a while ago, where he was a vampire. And this year he's a droid...

[Talking dragon that isn't Shenlong. ~~Whom Trunks still hasn't met, but has heard the legends of.~~ That is still going to amaze Trunks and make him feel like a little kid with giddiness.]

Hmm, it seems to happen at this time every year, although last year it only happened in Nova City.

I suppose being lucky is a matter of perspective. But I suspect turning into something else would teach people that they're ultimately happier in their normal form, even if they had wished to become something else...

The grass is always greener, or so they say...

[Trunks tries hard to let any bitterness not leak on that statement. He especially knows how tempting it is, and also how things can change and become bad, even with the best intentions.]

I'm guessing you've never been to Nova City, so you wouldn't have been changed. I mean, if you don't mind talking about it.

I've been there a few times, but it isn't the ideal place for me. It's hard to move without damaging those buildings, or those moving metal things...

[A.K.A. cars.]

But this year all the cities were affected, so it wouldn't make a difference.

You can't exactly move around in the skies more easily too, depending on how large you are Mr. Dragon.

[Because being polite, even if he's still grinning like a little kid in some ways.]

But there are some really neat places in it and if you wanted to visit again I can try and help keep an eye out for you. I mean, if that'd be useful.

I can't place an exact measurement, but I am very large. Also, my name is Qubine.

[At least giving a name helps him keep his unique identity rather than just a random dragon.]

Perhaps. What exactly does Nova City have that would interest me?

[It's okay, Trunks is glad to have his name. Qubine gets a polite bow in return even.]

Sorry about that, it's nice to meet you Mr. Qubine. Before coming here, I'd only ever heard of one dragon that spoke, and he was both hard to get a hold of, and died before I ever got a chance to meet him. My name is Trunks

Honestly, the sky-gardens are kind of nice, but they might not be as interesting since you live in Fayren which is also pretty darn beautiful. I think the tech is fascinating, but that's because it's also more advanced than what I grew up around, but close to it as well.

[Look, there's a black female dragon on the other end of the feed with a spike on her face where a unicorn horn would normally be.]

I'm not sure. This is....different.

[How curious...]

Well, there's still time to explore with it.

There is, but.....[She stretches out her wings and glances at them.]....how do you use these things?

Hmm.

[He has to think of an explanation, as he's never had to explain to someone who's never had wings before...]

Use them gently. If you've never had wings before, I would suggest starting from the top of a high cliff. When you spread your wings, they'll use the wind to keep airborne by gliding. Push your wings down gently to gain altitude. Push your body weight downward to descend. You can also fold your wings about halfway to dive, but be sure to spread them again before you get too close to the ground. But I wouldn't recommend that until you've had some practice.

Wouldn't starting from a high cliff when I don't know how to fly be dangerous though?

It can be more difficult to ascend from the ground, but if you'd rather try that first to feel safer, that's fine.

But what if something goes wrong should I try it from a cliff?

...Depending on how large you are, I can be there to catch you if something goes wrong, if you'd like.

[Which isn't something he would normally offer.]

I don't know how big I am in dragon terms, but I'm about the size of a horse.

[So probably fairly small? She's seen bigger dragons.]

That is certainly manageable. I'm much larger than that.

Then....I would appreciate the aid if you're willing to give it. I'd very much like to learn how to fly with these wings.

All right. Shall we meet in Fayren then?

Fayren is perfect. It's where I am currently. Where in Fayren do you wish to meet?

Satori appears on the feed, missing her third eye and looking all too bothered by all of these shenanigans. It appears she's been downgraded to human.

"Simply put, no. The largest 'no' I can muster. I've complained my fair share, already about it."

"...I see. And I'm sure you've already gotten your fair share of the reassurance that this is only temporary..."

"Yes. I'm still displeased, but it isn't as if I can do much about it."

A long, deep sigh from the depths of the cockles of her heart.

"Aside from being unable to read minds, all I have to do is do everything slightly slower than I'm used to. I suppose, looking at it that way, it isn't too bad."

I find I am enjoying it.

[She finds new ways to screw people who deserve it over at least. So that was always fun.]

I may be tiny right now, but that doesn't mean one still can't do what they normally do. Just got to be clever.

[He nods.]

Indeed. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be human-sized...even for a little while. I get the feeling I'd prefer to be large like this, despite the difficulties this world presents for it.

I like the saying size doesn't matter sometimes. SO long as you are able to get by. Even in fighting if one is clever enough could take on someone who towers above them.

But it's still good to experience what it's like anyway so that I knew for certain that saying could be somewhat accurate.

You didn't get any, apparently.

[A smirk, showing off a flash of long white canines. She would tease him about it but she can tell he's happy not to have been turned into anything. So she won't.]

...And I take it you're happy with it?

[The smirk definitely seems off on her, and not just because of the canines. So it's the only conclusion to come to.]

For the most part.

It's a trial, but a fun one. Running on all fours is quite the novelty, haha.

And yours?

Hmm, I suppose it can be, for one who's never had to run on all fours. I can't imagine walking or running on two legs, to be honest...

Me? I haven't transformed, so I'm fine.

Goodness! Four year-old's should have much stronger imaginations than that! I'd thought up all sorts of fancies by two!

Ah, right, you wear that silly mask so often. The world must have thought a costume redundant. And your candy stores? How's that coming along?

[Goodness! Four years is fuckin' old. Just ask Amadeus.]

I'm five years old now. And if you're used to running on two legs, I can see how you'd think of all sorts of fancies.

[He glares at the screen.]

My mask is not silly; it reflects who I am. And I have no candy store...

Oh. Happy birthday!

Well, you're silly, so reasonably, so's your mask. And there's nothing that signifies your silliness so much as your dearth of supplies. How on earth do you expect to entertain trick-or-treaters without any candy? It's like you want to be tricked.

...How am I silly? Unlike some dragons, I don't need to keep a hoard of supplies in a big pile just to get by.

And what, pray tell, are trick-or-treaters?

Oh, Qubine. There aren't enough hours in the day to exhaustively answer that question. But we can start with your ignorance of tradition: for one, of course dragons don't need to hoard. They just do it for greed's sake. Even the wicked know that there's more to life than going from one second to the next. Got to have fun, right?

One way people have fun this time of year is trick-or-treating. One travels from place-to-place collecting treats from those who don't, that's all. The former being very young and the latter being older. It's hard to place you, but since you're a stick-in-the-mud I suppose you'd make a decent enough host.

[His face sours again.]

It's not fair to expect people or any species from other worlds to live by the same traditions that you have in your own world.

[He lets out a sigh as a look of sadness crosses his face.]

...There was a time when my clan held a certain "tradition." Every month, we would celebrate one of the holidays to honor one of our deities. Usha, Grim, and I would even dress up to take on the holiday theme. But after the plague struck, our lives were turned upside down, and nothing has ever been the same since.

[He listens curiously to the trick-or-treat story.]

I think these "trick-or-treaters" would be hard pressed to find my cave in the mountains...

Ah, but we're talking about fun, not fairness. Well, I don't expect it, and it's not my world; at least, not mine alone, but Genessia. That they've some holidays in common is coincidence. I think...

I'm sorry to hear that.

[Though he has less time for sad backstories than usual. In his experience, wallowing in those never seems to help their tellers. Present > Past]

Heh, one does have to take with civilization to have much hope of partaking in its celebrations. You're pretty chummy with Mavis, aren't you? See if you can't lend a talon to whatever she's doing. If nothing else, you look so fantastic that people will assume you've costume enough.

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