Contamination

[sha-draw]

He notices and slams the door shut in his face. "Yeah in know, me too...
So I built you a new one!" He says, keeping then door closed.

[Nishjin]

"COME ON OUT AND WE'LL TALK, BUD."
Nishjin's voice crackled and went quiet at random, making what he was saying hard to make out.

[sha-draw]

He shook ... Fear he guessed. "Um... You sound damaged... " he said looking around for a place to hide. "I-i can fix you you know..."

[Nishjin]

Nishjin starts kicking the door as hard as he could, saying, "THEN LET ME IN! MY HEAD ISN'T WORKING RIGHT EITHER!"

[sha-draw]

He darts down the nearest vent, trying to fit his bulky body in. "I need you to be still to fix you! " he yells as he jumps for the vent, and then gets stuck in it.

[Nishjin]

Nishjin grabs the dragon by his ankle and rips him out of the vent and pins him down.
"WHY CAN'T I EVER REMEMBER YOUR NAME..? WHAT IS YOUR NAME, ONE WHO TORMENTS ME?"

[sha-draw]

He kicks him off, launching him backwards and stands up.


"Stop shouting... " his single ear flicks "and I do jot torment you. You killed yourself... And I gave you life..." He says, opening his arms wide.

[Nishjin]

"I CAN'T STOP SHOUTING. MY VOICE IS BROKEN, YOU IDIOT. AND MAY I REMIND YOU, I KILLED MYSELF SO I WOULDN'T HAVE TO BURN TO DEATH."

[sha-draw]

He gets in a fighting stance, the many wounds over time still showing. Many still leaking or sparking, its clearly taking a toll on him. "I'll gladly return you to the Nether realm. But I have to get into that building. Because in there is food. Tech . a dragon, possibly. Yeah... Not too sure about that one. But still! That is important! " he points to the housr where the many furs and strange beast had disappeared .

[Nishjin]

"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU NEED AT THE MOMENT, I CARE WHAT I NEED."
Nishjin pulls out picks up his mace and swings it a bit to intimidate the dragon.
"WHAT IS YOUR NAME, FIRST OFF?"

[sha-draw]

He puts his paws up to his muzzle, cringing slightly. "S-sha-draw! Its foreign!" He yells, taking a step back.

[Nishjin]

"ALRIGHT THEN, I'M GOING TO CALL YOU SHAW. NOW, WHAT DO WE NEED TO FIX MY VOICE?"

[sha-draw]

He points towards the house. "All of my equipment was destroyed...
All the tech necessary to fully fix you is in that building." He shivers, his eye flickering.

[Nishjin]

"ALRIGHT, WE NEED A PLAN, SINCE I CAN'T EXACTLY WHISPER WITH YOU ONCE WE GET THERE."

[sha-draw]

He takes a few steps forward. "If you trust me, step forward and lie down. I know what I'm doing." He pulls a tool out of his coat pocket. It looks like a swiss army knife with many weird tools coming out of it.