Name: Dima
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Dragon (small-sized)
Power: obviously controls fire, can disguise himself as a human. while disguised, he can still breath fire, however it's very weak and not useful to defend himself.
Description: Short, dark brown hair, a little longer on the top of the head, spiked up just above the eyes. Medium-fit body, not too thin, not too fat. His eyes are dark-brown too. No "strange" signs in human form, except that if he's too scared he loses control of his disguise, and might let slip the tail, horns or wings. When in dragon form, he's not much bigger than a human, not more long than 5 meters (counting the tail). The body is brown, and his eyes are bright yellow.
Likes comfortable clothes, usually goes around wearing a white shirt with a red necktie, and dark-blue jeans. When it's cold, he wears a black jacket.
Personality: a kind guy, but after the war he closed himself up, and opens up only with people he can truly trust, especially non-humans.
Goals/motives in life: he just wants to find inner peace and to live without being harmed.
Weapon: while "human", a short sword that can be set on fire by him to replace his claws/fangs
Other: is interested in human's culture, especially their musical instruments. Doesn't know much of the outside world, however, as he is pretty young.
I wake up, still a little confused by the bright light coming in through the window.
*-yawns- A tiny flame comes out of his mouth* "OH SHI- good thing nobody saw that... i hope"
*I dress up, and leave the room. There's a girl staring at a bow, she looks quite excited. In front of her, a man seems happy to that reaction.* Did he gift her that bow? *i think. i then realize i've been staring at them while thinking that, and the girl handed me a curious look*
"Oh! Umh... nice bow!" 'the hell am i doing...
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Dragon (small-sized)
Power: obviously controls fire, can disguise himself as a human. while disguised, he can still breath fire, however it's very weak and not useful to defend himself.
Description: Short, dark brown hair, a little longer on the top of the head, spiked up just above the eyes. Medium-fit body, not too thin, not too fat. His eyes are dark-brown too. No "strange" signs in human form, except that if he's too scared he loses control of his disguise, and might let slip the tail, horns or wings. When in dragon form, he's not much bigger than a human, not more long than 5 meters (counting the tail). The body is brown, and his eyes are bright yellow.
Likes comfortable clothes, usually goes around wearing a white shirt with a red necktie, and dark-blue jeans. When it's cold, he wears a black jacket.
Personality: a kind guy, but after the war he closed himself up, and opens up only with people he can truly trust, especially non-humans.
Goals/motives in life: he just wants to find inner peace and to live without being harmed.
Weapon: while "human", a short sword that can be set on fire by him to replace his claws/fangs
Other: is interested in human's culture, especially their musical instruments. Doesn't know much of the outside world, however, as he is pretty young.
I wake up, still a little confused by the bright light coming in through the window.
*-yawns- A tiny flame comes out of his mouth* "OH SHI- good thing nobody saw that... i hope"
*I dress up, and leave the room. There's a girl staring at a bow, she looks quite excited. In front of her, a man seems happy to that reaction.* Did he gift her that bow? *i think. i then realize i've been staring at them while thinking that, and the girl handed me a curious look*
"Oh! Umh... nice bow!" 'the hell am i doing...