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Spellcraft? Or Knowledge (arcana)? Who knows? [Open]

Having given warning to the crew as they asked -- and regretting the days in his own lands, where massive ground-shaking detonations would earn no more notice than a peddler with delicious folded bread -- Aibghalien stepped into the sensorium. With a wave of his hand he bade it produce the image of his former laboratory -- much like his current one, save the outer walls were constructed of massive blocks of stone, testament to its position in the tallest tower of the castle he once dwelt in.

Then, with more painstaking care than it seemed worth, he began forming duplicates of each of his magical items, pausing to laboriously inspect each one before setting it to one side, next to its actual twin.

This promised to be a fruitful night.

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"I would be happy to show you sometime," She replied easily with a smile and a dip of her head, "Would be worth a try at least, can't see much harm coming from it either way," Letting a light chuckle rumble from her large chest.

Celena drew her gaze once more to the storm as the lightning picked up in earnest. It was actually quite peaceful to watch she thought, crossing her forelimbs lightly as she gave the lightest bump of her snout to his shoulder, "Perhaps a small break could do," she would suggest with a smile down to him, "if you wish to take a seat I do not mind," she would offer after a moment of thought nodding down to her currently fairly large chest and forelimbs.

"Breaks. I've never been good at those," he said, self-consciously seating himself with the utmost of care. "But I feel like I've more or less proven what I intended to, and I don't know whether to be pleased or disappointed."

He rested his arms on his knees, thinking, then looked up. "I think I shall be pleased, just because it's been forever since I had someone to conduct experiments with."

Celena gave a gentle chuckle at that, "Likewise at times, though they can be nice," she replied with a warm smile down to him, dipping her head lightly as he sat so carefully.

"I am glad then, it has been but a pleasure to help with your experiments today, should you ever wish my assistance with them in the future as well I would be but happy to," She replied softly as she lowered her head around so she could peer down to him, a smile of happiness clear on her snout.

"Any time. This has been a real pleasure," he said, warmly and sincerely.

A question occurred to him, and at this point he felt comfortable enough to ask it. "Do you have a breath weapon?"

Celena dipped her head lightly at his reply, smiling warmly to him.

A tilt of her head was given though at his question, a breath weapon? "Unlike many other dragons, I myself do not, my energies though make up for any want of one," She replied easily as she had a ripple of energy and light flow over her markings to aid her point, and perhaps show off a little.

"Well, fair enough," he said with a smile. "Frankly, you look more elegant with your magic."

To his credit, it took him a full second before his brow furrowed thoughtfully. "Of course, I'd be willing to wager I could devise some sort of effect which would essentially simulate one in all relevant aspects..."

Celena smiled all the more at his complement, "Why thank you, Aibghalien,"

With some amusement, as well as a good deal of curiosity as she tilted her head a little as she looked down to him "Oh indeed? That could be quite interesting indeed to see,"

This is why he likes her. No sighs or tuning out. No, she thinks it's interesting!

"Well then! I'll get to work on that as soon as possible!" he said, that particular manic gleam in his eye.

Indeed, such things greatly interested this particular dragon, she was more than willing to listen and discuss such things.

Celena couldn't help but give a soft rumbling chuckle as she smiled back to him, "I look forward to seeing what comes of it,"

"Another fun day of experimentation, I hope." He grinned. "So... what DO dragons eat for dinner?"

Go on, say 'elves', Celena. He dares you.

"It hopefully shall be indeed," She replied with a grin down to him before tilting her head at his question.

"Many things, depending on what is available, meats usually, beef, venison and the like. though I do not mind the occasional other foods, such as breads and pastries I've come to like," She replied after a moment, technically she hadn't explicitly ruled out 'elves' but either way she didn't eat such things.

"So omnivorous, then." That seemed much more elegant, for no real reason but aesthetics, than carnivorous. "Well, that leaves plenty of options open for dinner."

He must be growing more comfortable, he didn't even turn red.

She nodded to the affirmative and gave a smile at that, "That it does indeed, plenty of options for such a dinner," she would reply easily, "Especially with the sensorium, such a thing could be quite nice,"

That did not escape her notice, comfortable was good though. After all if anything the day so far had proven all the more that they got along rather well.

"And this will sound stupid, but you're softer than I would've expected." He rested a hand on her arm, thoughtfully. "And warmer."

Celena gave a light tilt of her head at that, "Hardly stupid, Aibghalien," she gave a soft chuckle before smiling warmly down to him, "Oh indeed? I would suppose the scales would give sense of hardness to some degree," She would reply softly with a tilt of her head.

"You may touch, to explore a little if you wish, or merely relax back against me, I do not mind," she would offer after a moment with a warm smile on her snout.

He looked at her for a moment, then lifted up one hand as he looked away to cover a burst of snickering.

"I think that was the naughtiest thing anyone has ever said to me," he said, after he had control back.

Celena raised an eyeridge and blinked a moment before grinning a little herself as she watched him. Shaking her head with a soft chuckle as she realized how that had come out.

"That may or may not have been intended come out that way.." She chuckled grinning softly, before adding, somewhat glad of her scales currently, "nevertheless the offer is there, in whatever manner you wish to interpret it,"

"I'd probably need a map," he said, smiling.

Then, still smiling but more seriously, he crossed his arms as he looked up at her. "I'll be blunt. I find you extremely attractive, in all senses. Is that inexplicably weird, for an elf to think that of a dragon?"

"I'm sure you could find your way about with time, or a little guidance," She replied playfully with a soft chuckle and a warm smile.

Celena lowered her head down a little to watch him more closely as he spoke, the smile on her lips all the while as she listened. Blinking softly at his admission, very glad of her scales as she dipped her head, "Why thank you, Aibghalien, I would not see that as weird in the least, indeed, I am quite flattered by it," She replied sincerely with a warm smile.

"I will admit, you have charms about you of your own, Aibghalien,"

"Intelligence, curiosity, and a furious enjoyment of magical experimentation?" he said playfully. "Or am I thinking of what I like about you?"

"Right on all points," She couldn't help but chuckle playfully as she smiled on down to him, "Looks like we have something in common there," She replied with a soft playful grin, a light rumble heard and felt through her form.

"I must admit you're not at all how I pictured a dragon," he said, after a moment of contemplation. "But in a good way!"

Celena rose an eyeridge at that before giving a chuckle at his added comment, "I'm glad then. Though I am curious how did you picture a dragon to be?" she replied with a warm smile down to him before tilting her head the slightest bit.

"More distant. More imposing. A sense of absolute superiority, given the strength and power, in all aspects, of a dragon." He grinned. "Certainly not so sociable."

Celena nodded softly at that with a grin, "There are indeed those dragons that take on such a demeanor, but of course there are many who prefer to be much more social than they," She replied before giving a soft chuckle, "And besides it gives all the more opportunity to meet such fine people, such as yourself for instance,"

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With the right journal this time

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