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I cant right now, must leave but I can start later if you feel like waiting//
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Im aight with that- round when will you be back?))
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Oops- ..Now)) Ethan sat at Zeus' feet, between them in fact. Like the huge dragon who nearly killed him a week ago, was just a statue. He was putting facepaint on. Red under and beside his eyes and white under and lining his jaw and a Z on his right cheek. Since Zeus's scales where white and his eyes were red. Rome was nearby with Iphtahel, painting dark purple and green in the shape of eyes for her iridecent dragon. Ethan stood and asked for Zeus' head, he lowered it, and E painted red where the white on his own face was, except the Z, he put that on Zeus' nose since it was flat and in the middle of everying. He didn't use white since that would be redundant. He glanced around at the other people, they were laughing and joking. There were about 30 riders who would be in the race, others were kicking back and watching this year, and others usually never competed. Ethan was so totally in and so was Rome. His uncle and father were participating as well. Leon's dragon was grey with sapphire highlights, their father's was a red crimson with black highlights. He couldn't tell which he liked more. Oh, and there was Benji. He was participating too, with his green and brown camouflage master who was younger than others who were racing. That he was slightly jealous of, even though Zeus was amazingly just as good.
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Asta was swiping bright indigo streaks under her eyes, with black dots beneath it. She was in a matching indigo crop top (I dunno if they HaD ThOsE but its a modern/ not kodern role so its FINE no one said it had to be realistic) and black leggings, having gone the small distance farther by dying the piece of hair that usually hang in her face a vibrant rendition of her colors. She had black dots lining her jaw, painting her lips a shimmery indigo. Castor had long streaks of the same shimmery color along his wings, dotted on the inside with black. Since Castors face was mainly a smoky black, the indigo pattern matched his scales quite well. She swiped two final stripes along his cheeks and shook her hair out of her face, chuckling. "I didn't expect arts and crafts to be so fun." She glanced around, watching Ethan and Zeus intently, before glancing around to see other colors.
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It may be way too early for croptops but like- HEHE)) Ethan narrowed his eyes. "Not just your head, I can't reach your neck!" He said after finishing Zeus' face. He intended to use all of the paints in his bowl since his would stand out a lot most likely. He slid his red painted hands down and around Zeus' neck in waves. He also painted the tips of Zeus' wing webbing and bones. then he lined his tail and just as he lined out up Zeus' tail, his bowl of paint was empty enough it wouldn't be useful, so he rubbed it on his throat lightly. He looked at Zeus, who was in fact proud, so was Ethan. He looked around, seeing Asta finally. He stared for a moment, hoping she didn't see that he was watching. Before long the crowd of people and their dragons started to move off to the area of starting. Rome, Benji and Ethan crowded together somewhere off to the back, Leon and his brother up front with their facepaints and streaks up their arms. Whereas Ethan's hands were completely red up to his elbows. Rome was far cleaner with her paints, having fine, small streaks on just her hands. Benji had blotches of paint on him, like mud splatter. They all sat atop their dragons and were waiting eagerly, Ethan was more so for Asta.
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Asta painted some intricate vine-like swirls down Castor body, mainly on and around his large wings. She mirrored the pattern down her fore arms and then wrote a word in what looked like latin in the middle of Castor's wings before throwing her paint down and leading Castor over to the starting area. Ethan's gaze wasnt the ONLY one she was attracting. Many people were staring at her, with varied reactions for her eccentric taste in clothing. Most of them, unsurprisingly, were boys. She leapt up on Castor and walked him over to Ethan, Benji, and Rome. "So, im assuming this isnt uh- Classic sanctuary attire?" She gestured to the crop top and gave them a tentative smile, specifically Benji, who she hadnt forgotten. Especially after their last interaction.
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Ethan smiled at her, possibly pink on his face. Rome chuckled. R "No it isn't but its nice to see someone wearing it so well for a change." Ethan nodded, attempting not to look overeager. He looked at Castor and all of the things she'd drawn. "Creative." He wondered how she'd done something like that so fast, it looked amazing, and yet creative was all he could muster. He wanted to slap himself. Benji looked at her with curiosity, kind of intimidated but she seemed sedate at the moment and just smiled back.
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"Thanks. Ill take creative." She smirked at Ethan lightly, his lack of words... surprising. She made Castor lift his wings to make sure the latin word hadn't smeared. The cursive writing that spelled out 'POTENS' on each of his wings was just as clear as it had been. She was starting to notice just how much attention she was getting, shifting quietly in her seat and trying to pretend she didnt notice. She twirled the indigo streak in her hair around her finger lightly, looking determinedly forward. Castor was trying to hide his snickers.
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He grinned slightly and looked at her paintings. "Potens?" He asked, throwing a leg over Zeus' neck and turning to her. Admiring the work she'd done ..mostly the ones on herself. His favorite parts were the swirls on her arms and the dots on her face. Rome sat comfortably on her dragon. Iph's wing webbing was all painted white, and his tail webbing. She had painted a white line from tail-tip to his nose, with swirls around his dark horns.
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"It means powerful in latin. The Federation used Latin a lot- It was sort of a second language. Usually only written. But obviously, because im extremely powerful." She added sarcastically, glancing at his forearms. "You are VERY red." Whether she was calling out the slight blush on his face, the large amount of paint, or both, couldnt quite be determined. She smiled at him, mirroring his movements so she could face him. "I love the way you lined his tail. It looks great."
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