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[Qubine was...irritated, to say the least when he woke up in an unfamiliar place. The last thing he remembers before waking up was taking a hit from a Shadow-based spell thrown by Erebus...one that was meant for Shayla. Qubine also remembers tightly holding Shayla as they fell from the sky, keeping her safe from harm. Then they fell into the water...and then everything went black.]

[Qubine listened to the hologram message when he came across it out of curiosity. Some parts made him snarl a bit. Other parts made him scoff. But when it was finished, one thing was clear. He was no longer in Sornieth.]

[He glances curiously at the device given to him, remembering the instructions on how to operate it. He presses a few buttons, but isn't sure whether it's broadcasting or not. So, Genessia, have a giant four-eyed masked dragon staring curiously at the video screen, tilting his head.]

All right...I've gathered all the information available in this cave where I woke up. I just have one very important question...

[He gives an icy glare.]

...Where is Shayla?

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[Well, if Qubine is going to be trapped in this new world, he might as well explore it and see what kinds of dangers were out there. Sure, the "Weiss Schnee" creature claimed that this world was relatively safe, but...safe for whom? The trouble is, the hit that Qubine took from Erebus did a number on him. He had steeled himself for the long walk from Dragonhome to the Windswept Plateau. But here...he needs to explore as quickly as possible, and the only way to do that is to fly. So with a deep breath, Qubine spreads his wings and wakes up, breathing heavily as he gained altitude.]

[He'd begin by flying around the outskirts of the city before exploring the inner parts of it, and then cautiously flying over the populated areas. That's when the pain and exhaustion begin to get the better of him, and he's forced to land. So hang on tight as the large warrior dragon suddenly lands in the streets with a loud thud, cracking the ground beneath him. At least he's mindful not to land on/crush any buildings. If there's one thing he respects, it's the hard work that goes into the structures, be they natural or man-made. At first Qubine seems oblivious to his surroundings as he gasps to catch his breath, with a light groan of pain here and there. And then he'll begin to glance around warily at the little people (or critters, in Everglade's case) that might be trying to flee from him...]

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[It was late afternoon that Qubine landed near the gates between Everglade and Genessia City, having finished her shift as a Everglade Ranger and Escort so when Ruby exit the gates to head home to Nova City, when she noticed this dragon on the cracked streets.

Since this is not her first dragon, with Liora being the smaller, Ruby approached the injured dragon, but kept her distance in case he might lashed out at her.]

Hello, are you all right? Are you hurt?

[Qubine simply blinked at her for a moment. What sort of two-legged beast is this? And what would she do if she found out that he was injured?]

...And if I am hurt? What would you do?

Well, if you're hurt, we do have a hospital near by. Though I'm not sure if the hospital is equipped to help a dragon.

A "hos...pital?"

[That was something he's never heard of before. Although they had plenty of healers and one medicine dragon back home...]

Does it have...healers?

Yes, a hospital have healers and medicine, but they have machines that they might use on you. Though I think most of the "mage" healers are in Fayren. Would you rather have that instead?

Yes..."mage healers" are more what I'm used to. Aside from that, if these "hospitals" are as small as the other buildings I've seen here, then I wouldn't be able to fit...

Do you think you would able to get to Fayren then? Are you able to walk? Fayren has a lot of forests, so that should fit you.

[Not that the small girl can help and lift the large, heavy dragon by herself.]

Fayren, huh? I can walk. Flying is...a lot more taxing right now...

[He narrows his eyes, examining the small girl.]

What are you, exactly?

My name is Ruby. I'm human. This isn't my homeworld, but my homeworld don't have dragons that can talk and speak.

[Ruby walk a little bit ahead to show Qubine the way to Fayren's archway, hopefully he'll follow.]

"Human..."

[He pronounces it slowly, feeling the name of this strange new species. Slowly, he does begin to follow, trying to step as lightly as he could.]

We don't have...humans...where I come from. But your world has dragons as well?

My world has dragons, but they don't have the same intelligence as you do and they lack the ability to speak. They are called grimm, and they're shadow like creatures that tend to attack humans and destroy the cities and homes. Some people say they are lost spirits.

[Ruby took the lead, leading him to the Fayren archway.]

Here we are, if you step through that gate, you'll enter Fayren city. I think they would have a hospital too, with healers, and maybe they can help you futher.

"Grimm?"

[He looks alarmed at first as she (coincidentally) mentions the name of his best friend back home. But soon he realizes that she's talking about something else entirely.]

I see. Have you seen any...other dragons in this world? More specifically...the one I'm looking for is a Spiral dragon, light blue in color, with a long, thin body. Her underbelly and her silks glitter like the night sky, and she wears a diamond pendant around her neck.

I haven't seen that type of dragon during my stay here. I had seen Liora? She's a small fae like dragon with gold scales.

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[Finally, a dragon large and ugly as sin. Ted really, really wanted to fight it for instinctive reasons. But he tamped down his knightly, slaying urges to be cordial as anything.]

"Oh, probably right where you left her, I expect. Haven't seen anyone with that name introduce themselves here. Speaking of names, what's yours?"

[So he has something for the plaque. Honestly he's kind of impressed this thing can even work a phone.]

...Right where I left her...?

[Strangely, he doesn't quite sound as upset about it as he had thought.]

If that's the case, I can only hope that she took my advice to fly to the Windswept Plateau...

[His face pinches. Why is this little...thing...asking for his name? Fortunately, he was never mean enough to try to drive strangers away, unless they attacked him. So he'll drop his name.]

...Qubine.

[He put a hand to his chin, looking thoughtful]

"...Huh! I haven't heard that one. What does it mean?"

[His expressions softens a touch for a moment, and then he shrugs.]

I'm...not sure, really. It's just my name...

"Oh, I'm...sorry to hear that." [All the other dragons he's met had meaningful names, so he really does sound sorry. Maybe only girls get those? At least, he thinks he's talking to a male dragon.]

"Well, ah, do you stand in need of anything, for the moment?"

[Some do, and some don't, as far as Qubine has heard. He was never the best at choosing names, as the ones he picked out for the hatchlings when he was just starting to build his clan were rather strange. But he's seen some worse/stranger names than his.]

...Before I get into that, tell me about the species in this world. What sort of species are you? Would your kind, or the other species, try to kill dragons on sight?

"Oh, well there's all kinds. There are Humans and Demons and Monsters and Pokemon and Fishmen and Elves and Vampires and..."

[And so on. Qubine gets the longest talk of his life on all the above, and then some. Then again, Ted knows about one representative of each that isn't human, so he can't speak broadly.]

"...and that's about what I know. Oh, myself? A human, naturally. Son of Adam, and all that. On sight? No, not many of us kill quite so readily, unless something seems obviously monstrous. Like a zombie or something. Though I confess, it's a very tempting prospect."

[He says, playfully. He's always wanted to slay a dragon, at least once.]

[Qubine has heard quite a few dragons with long talks. Beryl and Katarina with their theatrics, or Percival and Brahm with their science talk, for instance.]

[The answer does very little to earn his favor, in any case.]

...And I suppose I would fall under the "obviously monstrous" category?

[Ted would find it extremely difficult to slay this dragon. He's trained to...not get slain, to put it mildly.]

[The bigger they are...]

"No, I suppose you wouldn't. Too conversational for that. Subtly monstrous, at worst. If you've at least the trappings of civilization, clothes and all, you'll likely go unmolested."

Well, that's a relief...

[Because the fewer people who try to kill him, the fewer people he'll have to kill.]

Now, to answer your question somewhat...are there healers in this world?

Mhm, certainly. We ought to have some priests lying about, though there's a few wolves in sheep's clothing, if you know what I mean. There's also the sorcerous sort; Yukiko and Konoka are of that kind. I could introduce you to them, if you like. You've some injuries, then?

Priests? No...I was speaking more of the magical sorts of healers. Those would be the quickest way to treat my wounds.

[Not that he doesn't appreciate the practice of medicine. Orphne's medical expertise was crucial in curing the plague, after all.]