Scene #1058: Pestering a Dragon

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Ryu	Ryu is a boring fellow. Instead of asking for anything special or unique to him, he had a little office set up in a room outside of Njorun. Right now he was using his desk for the rather monotonous training of disassembling Agni and then reassembling it again. He's halfway through, using a little piece of cloth to clean all of the pieces with some care. Whenever Ryu shifts his weight to reach for another piece, his chair creaks, which is about the only noise in the room besides the dull clicking of a clock. His office is set into an office building, with a bunch of rentable office rooms. Union personnel mostly work here, and the vast majority that have worked there or ever will are not Elites. They're just ordinary folks needing a space to get their work done. Visitors are not something he expected, though it'd be easy to track him down.
Rhapsody	A dull floor in a dull office of a dull building. This felt STRANGELY like an Azor building, but seeing as the Izzet guildmaster had just left Ravnica, she knew that couldn't be possible. Right? She still had to sign some paperwork, show her Union ID, and then she's off to find this 'Ryan' she had heard about. She had only heard a few things, but if there was a dragon that needed some reassurance that being a dragon wasn't BAD, she was going to go and make sure she got to add her two cents in. Ping goes the elevator and then the white dragoness is wandering the floor, looking for Ryu. She spots him working on a hand gun? ... "Nice weapon," she offers, hoping to break the ice with something that he seemed to have a liking for. "Did you make it yourself?"
Ryu	Ryu looked up from what he was doing, holding some sort of spring mechanism in one of his gloved hands. He stopped and stared at Rhapsody, who seemed more like a humanoid dragon. It was a long pause, like he's not sure how to process her appearance compared to the other dragons he's met. People who happened to find him, too, and take an interest in him. He sets the spring piece down and answers, "No." He quirks a corner of his mouth. "I had it custom made. Normally chrysm weapons are a lot larger than this, but I didn't want to be carrying a rifle around everywhere, it'd be too bulky." He blinks once, realizing he's letting himself just talk. "I'm Ryan. Who're you?" he wonders, bluntly, though with a slight smile on his face. Maybe he doesn't hate /offworld/ dragons. She did make him slightly uneasy for a second there, though.
Rhapsody	"Rhapsody," she introduces, not going on to list all of her titles. That would be a bit too intimidating, maybe. "A dragon, obviously," she muses before pulling a seat over from an empty cubicle. "I hope I didn't scare you, Ryan. I just wanted to stop by. My father had a habit of making sure to meet any new dragons coming to the Union and I thought that I should keep the tradition," she explains. "If you don't mind, that is? Best that kin know each other, no matter what they are."
Ryu	Ryan's demeanor was mellow, but there was a slight uneasy air to him, like socializing really wasn't his strength. He managed to smile at Rhapsody as she sat down. He began piecing his handgun back together, helping to keep his hands busy while he talks. "You would be the third dragon I've met. Seems they come in all shapes and sizes," he says, "You're somewhere between Bahamut and Fang, it looks like." A click sounds as he snaps two pieces together. He picks up a glowing piece of crystal and slots it back into the weapon. "'Kin.'" His brow scrunches. His gold-colored, clearly dragon eyes focus on Rhapsody. For whatever reason, that word troubles him, but he doesn't get angry. "What do you mean?"
Rhapsody	"Dragonkin," Rhapsody answers, settling back against the chair. "When my father arrived in the Multiverse, all he ever heard about were evil dragons. How many scorched the worlds they hailed from, captured virgins, hoarded treasure, all the typical things. It was depressing, to say the least. I see it, hear it, anyone on the broadband would, but thankfully we aren't ALL that bad.." she says, smiling softly. "There are dragons in the Union that would prove all those legends and myths wrong. That we have as much power for good than evil. And the few of us that ARE in the Union should stick together."
Ryu	Ryan looks like he is just about to start fussing at her. "I don't /want/ to be a Dragon," he tells Rhapsody, very barely restraining his urge to shout, setting down his unfinished handgun. He sets his elbows against the desk and rests his face in his hand, sighing into the gloves. He's having a hard time getting out what he wants to say, because he's not entirely sure he really believes it, thanks to all of the conflicting precedence he's seen.
Rhapsody	"And I don't want to be a guildmaster," Rhapsody is quick to point out. "Thing is, Ryan, when I was born, my father had made the decision already. My brother doesn't like it, a lot of the Izzet don't like it, but the fact is? I'm a guildmaster, now. I've had to learn to live with it step by step, day by day. You can do the same, Ryan. In fact, there's really no avoiding it. Being a guildmaster is just a job, but being a dragon? That's a life. And I think that myself, Fang, and Bahamut, would all say the same thing. I want to help, if I can, however I can.
Ryu	Ryan feels like crying. He doesn't do that. He lets his hands drop and gives her the most haggard look, instead. The fact that another person is trying to get him to befriend them, and that they're a dragon... maybe it's just natural for dragons to flock together like this. He looks down at his weapon, frowning at it. Frowning at the idea that this is irreversible. But for all he knows, it is. "You want to help?" he wonders at her, disbelieving in some way. It's not that he's skeptical, but that he's not sure if she can help with this. "How do you want to do that? Just... just talking to me?"
Rhapsody	She knew the change wouldn't be instant, or easy, but she was going to try as best she could. "Ask me anything you want. It can be about anything. It doesn't even have to be about dragons, Ryan, I just want to show you that what you are is -not- a bad thing."
Ryu	Ryu awkwardly fidgets in his seat... his gaze lowers down to his own shoes, one of his gloved hands rubbing one of his arms. For someone in a soldier's uniform, he seems pretty uneasy about talking right then. "Well..." He looks up to her again, looking her in the eyes. With some difficulty, he came up with a question, "What was your father like?" A family of dragons. It was a curiosity, he couldn't deny that.
Rhapsody	That causes Rhapsody to smile, brightly, "Niv-Mizzet. Parun of the Izzet League. The guild devoted to inovation in the city of Ravnica. The guild that runs all the utilities but also does all the research in an attempt to come up with ways for the city to advance," a pause, "He was my father, Ryan. I'm incredibly biased for him, and I miss him every day. A colossal red dragon, over 10,000 years old, but I only got to know him for six of those years. He was smart, he was a little vain in private, but he did his best to raise the three of us."
Ryu	Another powerful dragon, someone who brought people together, someone who was a leader. Ryu felt an intense shame wash over him at the idea that he was dishonoring these great kings and leaders with his self-hatred. He struggled with the concept of familial love between Rhapsody and Niv. That she would lose him, without much time to be with him. All of the frustration in Ryan began to build up. His eyes water. She was the third person, real person who cared about others, that he had met... that was a dragon. He didn't make that awful, sorrowful face because of them, but because he wasn't sure how to reconcile it at all with what happened to him, like it was so simple to just discard the idea that he could end up hurting someone that didn't deserve it. He's trying very hard not to cry. It's not working very well.
Rhapsody	If she had gone on to explain what happened with the Eldrazi and the end of the Dragon's Maze, she'd probably doing something very similar to what Ryan was doing now. She had glanced off into the distance as she was recalling, but when she paused to look back, "Ryan?" She was concerned, suddenly, wondering if she had said something to cause such a look.
Ryu	Ryan tries to wave it off, his eyes closing. He tries to find something to wipe his eyes and cheeks, his face turning red from the sheer embarrassment of the moment. He eventually comes up with nothing, and resorts to rubbing at his face with one hand, covering it up just so she's not looking at him. "R-right," he tries, awkwardly, sniffling once. "What's your guild like?" He doesn't want to address his emotional overflow, because then he'd have to go into topics he doesn't want to address.
Rhapsody	There's no insistence from Rhapsody, she'd let it go, settle back, and continue. "Crazy. Or, actually, that's what the rest of Ravnica likes to think. We have a lot of very -passionate- scientists that want to succeed at what they do. The problem is that most failures are of the explosive variety. Thing is? We don't give up at that. We keep trying, keep pushing, keep inventing, and every once in a while something amazing is the result. I, for one, would never have thought electricity could pass through plant vines to provide power to a hospital, but? Someone pulled it off. Pretty great, I say."
Ryu	"Y-yeah..." Ryan settles down, happy to let that small outburst of his go. He puffs a breath, and shakes his head, getting his senses back. "Sounds a bit like Junktown. That place is famous for inventors blowing up whole buildings on accident."
Rhapsody	"Well, we at least clean up after ourselves, Ryan. We don't leave all of it laying around. If you blow it up, you melt it down and recycle it. That's the rule." Smile.