First level--forward-dated

[walksonrooftops]

[ Nest-building is a tedious but necessary business. Once he's settled in enough not the jump at the mere sight of a human being, Asato claims an empty apartment room as his own, furnishing it to his preference. It's not a huge territory; he would feel downright wrong claiming anything large. Even enough resources to sustain him are counted as a

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[smellyoudie]

[After all the sensory overload hallucinations, Terezi's head really hurts. But she's got to find Inspector Berrybreath and woe betide ANYONE who dares take them.]

[And since he happens to be wandering around...]

Have you seen a dragon?

[smellyoudie]

[She facepalms.]

The defense is banned from all future courtroom dramas for being an unfixable nincompoop.

[walksonrooftops]

[His ears droop a bit at that; he's not dumb enough not to know when he's being insulted.]

Does this mean you'll execute Berrybreath?

[smellyoudie]

[Sorry, it's nothing personal. But she's always been rather harsh and vicious at times with her jabs.]

Yes, his fate is pretty much sealed!

[walksonrooftops]

[Well, if she insists on killing it...]

When he's dead, can I have the stuffing?

[smellyoudie]

[!! No one's ever asked that before. She considers it for a long moment, digging her claws into the scalemate thoughtfully as she considers how she feels about the decimation of his corpse.

Well. It won't be any use to her once she's "killed" him.]

I guess so! I'll behead him instead of hanging him, just for you.

[And she casually finds the nearest flat surface she can to set down the scalemate, and pulls the sword from the end of her cane. One quick slash, almost too fast to see, and the head topples neatly to the side of the body.]

There you go. You may plunder the corpse now.

[walksonrooftops]

[He'd have felt kind of bad destroying the scalemate himself, but since she seemed hellbent on delivering justice to the little dragon, he figured he may as well ask. He waits patiently for her to behead the scalemate and moves forward to pick up the decapitated body, looking it over for a moment. Still cute, in a macabre sort of way.

After his second of contemplation, he reaches a hand inside the hole where the dragon's head once met the neck, digging out a few handfulls of stuffing.]

Do we, ah... [He lets the empty cloth body flap around a bit.] Does he get a burial?

[smellyoudie]

[Her eyebrows raise, her blind gaze blanker than usual somehow as she turns to face him.]

Why would he?

[walksonrooftops]

[A shrug.]

What else can you do with this?

[smellyoudie]

Leave it to rot.

[walksonrooftops]

Oh, you can't just do that!

[Instead, he uses his foot to try and displace a little bit of earth, just enough to bury the scalemate. He leans down and covers the remains with earth and leaves, patting the mound down neatly.]

[smellyoudie]

[She just looks at him, baffled.]

That's what we do. Why are you sticking him in the dirt?

[walksonrooftops]

I'm returning his body to the earth.

[smellyoudie]

That's dumb. [Stated as undeniable fact, with a twist to her mouth.]

[walksonrooftops]

Do you want me to do something else? I can dig him back up.

[smellyoudie]

Just leave it to rot. He's dead.