Drago walks into the Agoraphobia cabin and sees someone writing something. “Hi, I’m Drago!”, he said to the person.
Qrow sighed, looking up from his book. He folded his wings behind him and sat up. “I’m Qrow Foster. Find a bunk or whatever. On the headboard you carve you name into it with all the other ones and that’s how people know it’s yours,” He said, going back to writing from his bottom bunk.
“Okay, but first…”, Drago said and tucked his wings and tail into his body,”… much better.”
Qrow sighed and closed his book, dropping his quill in his inkwell and turning off his bedside oil lamp. The winged male preceded to get up and walk over to the small makeshift kitchen, getting out some ingredients.
“Hmm, Pentagrams! Are you trying to summon something?”, Drago asked as soon as he seen the cover of Qrow’s journal.
“I’m majoring in demonology in college when I graduate high school.” Qrow replied, cracking an egg over a skillet and turning on the burner, beginning to cook.
“Can I see how far your research on demons gotten too?”, he asked curiously.
“Sure,” He waved his hand in dismissal, “although, most of it is in Latin.” Qrow flipped the two eggs, added a dash of salt, and a pinch of pepper.
Drago just laughed and said, “Latin isn’t a problem for me.”, he picked up the journal and read until he was at a blank page. “So, you write about demons, but not the type or status of the demons you comes across.” ((I don’t know if this is what he writes in his notes.))
“Yeah, that’s the run-down of it.” Qrow shrugged, sliding his finished meal onto a plate. “Want anything to eat?” He asked.
“Nah, ate a entire cow on the way here!”, Drago said, “I pretty with some of the demons you have written in here!”
Qrow found a seat on his bunk and started eating. “My ex is a demon,” he stated, taking another mouthful of egg. He stretched his massive wings out Qrow hummed a soft tune while eating.
“Whoa, didn’t expect that!”, Drago said, “Your ex is a demon, so kind of demon was your ex?”
“A Drude. Demon of nightmares and stuff like that.” Qrow said nonchalantly, putting his plate on his nightstand and lying back, watching the bottom of the top bunk.
“Drudes are middle rank class demons, and are demons that are similar to succubi & incubi. Which controls the lustful desires of humans! These types of demons that can take control of others mind.”, Drago said.
“Mmhmm. There pretty darn hot to.” Qrow added with little tone of emotion, closing his eyes and thinking of his ex.
Qrow paused for a moment. “She was really rude. And she hated all my friends.” He was also wondering if he should tell him. Oh well. Qrow yawned and sat back up. He pulled up his hood and leaned forwards.
“Actually, she is a he.” Qrow said, bluntly. No use keeping secrets. Why would he, he had nothing to loose, and it wasn’t a bad secret. Qrow stretched and stood up, taking his plate to the sink to wash it.
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