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Despite the quiet peace that was the earth, and despite everything being seemingly in order, it wasn't. Not the heavens at least, for yet another familial catastrophe had occurred, and suddenly, from the clouds above, came a comet like object came zooming down to the earth below, and as it landed, the earth itself seemed to shatter.

After it had stopped, if anyone had come close to where the comet had landed, they'd fine a rather muscular man, in no clothing, though he had no genitalia to be seen. There were large, burned, torn wings draped over his sides, starting from his shoulders, water from the thin creek he lay face down in streaming over them. Near his head and wrists lay broken pieces that looked to be made of silver or iron. He was seemingly consciousness.";

Sorea was in her dragon form flowing through the air effortlessly with nothing that she really needed to do, She was well fed and well rested, content to just enjoy a bird's eye view of the lovely scenery below.

A few more minutes passed before she saw something fall to the ground and instantly landed near where the something had fallen. The something turned out to be a man with with burned and torn wings. The man was face down in a stream and therefore could potentially drown. The dragon didn't bother to check for any signs of consciousness as she reason that there was no way that the man could be awake after such a fall. So wanting to keep him from drowning, she reached over with her right foreleg and attempted to gently turn him over with claws that were capable of cutting through bone like a knife through butter.

[Just to make sure, if you allow it, she wouldn't hurt him in case you were thinking that she was trying to be gentle.]

Once turned over, Sorea would see that the man had a rather well chiseled face, though his eyes were closed, but his mouth dangled open, which he would've hated if he were awake, to show perfectly pearly teeth. His wet hair stuck to his face, and the shattered silver pieces of metal followed with his head as he was turned, showing themselves to be in the shape of a halo, albeit a very shattered and broken one.

After a few moments there's a slight groan to suggest that he's still actually alive.

Sorea gently dragged the man out of the stream and onto dry ground so the sun could eventually dry his wings. She was able to hear and smell signs of life from the winged man so she knew that he was still alive, tho she didn't know if he would recover or not.

She retreated a few meters away from him and and laid down with her head in the air to watch over him. A Chinese came out of the forest a few moments later drawn by it's inquisitive nature. If it was hoping to make an easy meal out of him, it was going to be disappointed. For Sorea turned toward the tiger and roared a warning at it. The tiger then wisely chose to look elsewhere for a meal. Sorea figured that if the man was going to die, he might was well to get to do so in peace.

After about an hour or two, there's a bit of coughing from the male, weak at first, but he soon rolled over to balance himself, albeit shakily, on his one arm, coughing over the earth so he wouldn't gag himself, then goes to rub at his neck and sit up, looking around before spotting Sorea and giving her a curious head tilt, "He-Hello...?"

Sorea watched passively as the man started to cough and then roll over. Then finally notice her once he had made it to a sitting position. "Hmm, I wasn't really expecting you to ever regain consciousness after that fall. I fairly sure that I was performing a death vigil since one should be allowed to die in peace if at all possible. Doesn't look like you will be having a similar fall for quite some time or if ever considering the state of your wings."

It was true, the man's wings were completely unfit for flying and Sorea couldn't tell how far the damage went. If it was just the feathers and skin that were ruined, then he might eventually be able to fly again. However if his flight muscles had been destroyed then he would be grounded for the rest of his life...or so Sorea thought. After all, she didn't know what matter of being was, so she just assumed what was true for most beings was true for him.

Blue blinked at her and tilted his head a bit to the side, looking back over his shoulder to his wings as much as possible, frowning sadly, then looking down at his hands, raising one in front of him, scrunching it into a tight fist and lowering it to his lap before looking around, "Where... Where are we exactly?"

[Before I post, what kind of a plot to you have in mind or do we just wing it?

[Well it's just that the replies are a little short. What happened to his loved one, are they still alive? Finally would Oriental Dragons be considered holy? I wasn't sure since in myth, they are considered holy. Just trying to come up with ideas here.]

[Hmm Then maybe he enlists Sorea's help to find his love and we could see how their relationship goes? Maybe if starts having feelings for Sora, he could start having an internal conflict trying to decide what he wants. Then again, maybe he learns that his love has been taken by a powerful demon of some sort.

Maybe they have a reunion, but something kills her, I don't know. Just trying to come up with a few ideas.]

[So is that what you want to go with?]

[One last thing, how should they find out where the lady is? I mean not the demon has taken her thing, but more like where she was last seen.]

Sorea watched him test his fingers and then said replied to his question. "You are in the wilds of China and there are not any human settlements nearby. However that may be best for you as humans don't normally have wings so one couldn't be sure how you would be treated."

Sorea then returned to her feet which would allow blue to see just how large she was and maybe help him identify exactly what she was. She then looked up at the sky which was still sunny and said. "You should find shelter, a storm will be here in several hours. Will likely catch the humans by surprise too."

He blinked at her and wobbled up to stand, but only fell down with shaky legs, "Earth huh? Fun..." He shook his head and held it, going to try and stand again, but his efforts were in vain, "Uh... bi-bit of help?"

Sorea realized by his blinking that what she had said might have gone over his head, yet she didn't know how to break it down. She then watched as he fell and then just shook her head in pity. Suddenly she was engulfed by golden light and her outline could be seen shrinking into a more humanoid appearance. When the light faded, a young woman is a black kimono decorated with golden clouds could be seen. This woman also had the features of a dragon, sharing the horns, lower legs, claws, tail and eyes of her true form.

She then bent down and offered him her clawed hand to hold onto so she could pull him to his feet.

He watched her curiously, then sighed and took her hand as she came over, grabbing at it with a tight, but gentle, grip, pulling up, putting his other hand onto her shoulder as he wobbled and almost fell again, but kept himself up, still holding her, "Thank you..." He sighed and looked around, "Is there any shelter...? Without humans around...?"

Sorea really wasn't used to letting men touch her in this form, but she didn't say a word as he used her to return to his feet. At his question, she turned a bit and pointed at the forest behind them before speaking. "As I said before, there are no human settlements for miles so it's rather unlikely that there are any humans in the area. The closest shelter however is a cave a couple miles in that direction, tho I find it hard to believe that you would be up for walking that distance."