"Oh-" Nym reached a up as Ivan offered to help him back up again, grasping the other carrier by the hand. "Seeders and their territories." Nym sighed and rolled his eyes as he pulled up beside him. "I don't understand it... I mean, what is the huge deal? You'd think a brother and sister would get along better than they do...." Nym personally would have given just about anything to know one of his siblings, but he supposed he wasn't a seeder, and he just didn't understand.
Nym followed Ivan, sure to make sure that Ceral was still walking with them. "I fortunately don't ache too bad yet... I mean, it's getting there." He chuckled dryly. It had only been the last couple of weeks that Nym had begun to trade his nausea for pressure on his spine and aching feet if he stood too long, nothing horrible, though he was finding that his bladder was more strained than he was used to, which again was annoying, but not horrible. He looked to Ceral. "Yeah, there's ultrasounds... I guess. I've been prodded at a couple times-" Nym nodded, frowning a bit as he followed Ivan into the pool. "But, I haven't been told a for sure number yet... At least ten, I guess, according to what I've heard." He let out a sigh as he lowered himself into water. It was definitely relaxing, and relieved more pressure than he'd expecting. "Hopefully ten." He chuckled again, only half teasing. He wasn't as active as Ceral, he didn't mind lounging, or being 'out of commission' for a few days, but imagining what labor was like after watching Ivan go through it, he wasn't keen on dealing with more eggs than he had to. "But who knows...."
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"Ah- God- I take it back about the rain then." Demus chuckled. "Avalon full of mud, irritable bitches and moody forest dragons... Sounds great..." Demus sighed, sounding ceremoniously unenthusiastic. It seemed like the usual high on pregnancy hormones was still getting to everybody. He was slightly grateful that he'd missed the last two weeks of it.
"Hey, hey..." Demus frowned a bit as Lago suddenly seemed to start to get upset. "It's okay." He snuggled up to the other dragon again, arms flung around his neck, mud and all. "Don't get yourself all worked up... You couldn't have known what was going to happen.... I'd have done it all over again anyway." He shrugged slightly. Devin had deserved what had happened to him, they had all been invested in Ivan's cause, and four weeks being stuck in the lab seemed all so far away now that he was back, as long as he didn't ever have to go back. He was determined that he'd claw someone to death before he did. "I'm I mean I'm sure Ivan's depressed, but he'll snap out of whatever shitty slump he's in eventually, I'm sure." Demus reached down to place a hand on Lago's belly again. They couldn't stay like this all day, but he could sure as hell pretend that they could. "As long as you're okay, and our kits are alright... I'm okay too."
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"Tame them?" Han almost laughed out loud, but somehow refrained, simply giving Nizhoni a raised eyebrow. He wasn't sure if that was exactly same word he would have used. 'Taming' beings of her own kind wasn't why the flower dragon was here... Nizhoni's very name flashed dollar signs. Hybridized flower kits would sell like crazy, and if they marketed right, perhaps for even more than what kits of other breeds went for. "Avalon isn't full of any dragon that's in need taming, but none of them... Are exactly the most sociable I would say."
"Of course-" Han switched his gaze back to Archer. "We can discuss all of that later, as you said, here at the facility all of our enclosures are in peak condition, especially in comparison to other organizations." Han couldn't help but grin, albeit a little smugly. The facility was indeed a superior place compared to most dragon housings. "As for price..." Han seemed to sober again. They were really about to discuss all of this right here and now. Usually he had no issue discussing bids with the questioned dragon in the room... But Nizhoni, she seemed... More, cunning, was that the word? "We can begin discussing that immediately." Han shot a glance to Reva. He was already getting the idea that this Archer guy knew his stuff... But by damn if he wasn't going to try and haggle anyway. If they could swing it, the profits off of a bargain sold flower dragon could be potentially astounding.
Nym followed Ivan, sure to make sure that Ceral was still walking with them. "I fortunately don't ache too bad yet... I mean, it's getting there." He chuckled dryly. It had only been the last couple of weeks that Nym had begun to trade his nausea for pressure on his spine and aching feet if he stood too long, nothing horrible, though he was finding that his bladder was more strained than he was used to, which again was annoying, but not horrible. He looked to Ceral. "Yeah, there's ultrasounds... I guess. I've been prodded at a couple times-" Nym nodded, frowning a bit as he followed Ivan into the pool. "But, I haven't been told a for sure number yet... At least ten, I guess, according to what I've heard." He let out a sigh as he lowered himself into water. It was definitely relaxing, and relieved more pressure than he'd expecting. "Hopefully ten." He chuckled again, only half teasing. He wasn't as active as Ceral, he didn't mind lounging, or being 'out of commission' for a few days, but imagining what labor was like after watching Ivan go through it, he wasn't keen on dealing with more eggs than he had to. "But who knows...."
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"Ah- God- I take it back about the rain then." Demus chuckled. "Avalon full of mud, irritable bitches and moody forest dragons... Sounds great..." Demus sighed, sounding ceremoniously unenthusiastic. It seemed like the usual high on pregnancy hormones was still getting to everybody. He was slightly grateful that he'd missed the last two weeks of it.
"Hey, hey..." Demus frowned a bit as Lago suddenly seemed to start to get upset. "It's okay." He snuggled up to the other dragon again, arms flung around his neck, mud and all. "Don't get yourself all worked up... You couldn't have known what was going to happen.... I'd have done it all over again anyway." He shrugged slightly. Devin had deserved what had happened to him, they had all been invested in Ivan's cause, and four weeks being stuck in the lab seemed all so far away now that he was back, as long as he didn't ever have to go back. He was determined that he'd claw someone to death before he did. "I'm I mean I'm sure Ivan's depressed, but he'll snap out of whatever shitty slump he's in eventually, I'm sure." Demus reached down to place a hand on Lago's belly again. They couldn't stay like this all day, but he could sure as hell pretend that they could. "As long as you're okay, and our kits are alright... I'm okay too."
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"Tame them?" Han almost laughed out loud, but somehow refrained, simply giving Nizhoni a raised eyebrow. He wasn't sure if that was exactly same word he would have used. 'Taming' beings of her own kind wasn't why the flower dragon was here... Nizhoni's very name flashed dollar signs. Hybridized flower kits would sell like crazy, and if they marketed right, perhaps for even more than what kits of other breeds went for. "Avalon isn't full of any dragon that's in need taming, but none of them... Are exactly the most sociable I would say."
"Of course-" Han switched his gaze back to Archer. "We can discuss all of that later, as you said, here at the facility all of our enclosures are in peak condition, especially in comparison to other organizations." Han couldn't help but grin, albeit a little smugly. The facility was indeed a superior place compared to most dragon housings. "As for price..." Han seemed to sober again. They were really about to discuss all of this right here and now. Usually he had no issue discussing bids with the questioned dragon in the room... But Nizhoni, she seemed... More, cunning, was that the word? "We can begin discussing that immediately." Han shot a glance to Reva. He was already getting the idea that this Archer guy knew his stuff... But by damn if he wasn't going to try and haggle anyway. If they could swing it, the profits off of a bargain sold flower dragon could be potentially astounding.