Dragon's Blood

Celia hesitated for a moment before sighing and following slowly. Even if she had given the oath it didn't mean she would make this easy on him. Oh no, she planned on being the worst she could possibly be. Her mind began churning up what all she would do. This could be..........fun.

After walking for a while they finally make it to a large, but not overly large, cabin. "I've got a apartment in the city, or this place. Where would you rather live?" He was giving her the choice since he couldn't care less. He felt a little bad, but business was business.

Celia thought for a moment. "The apartment." More people. She thought slowly. This could be real fun, in a dangerous deadly game kind of way. But fun none the less.

Xavier nodded and opend the cabin door. "I just need to grab a few things." He wouldn't have a lot of room to train her, but he'd be able to do it.

Celia nodded and watched from the doorway. Her mind was still thinking up what she was going t do. A small almost smile came to her lips as the plan got more firm in her mind.

Xavier came back with a bag of clothes. He'd currently been staying in the cabin, but he'd decided to take a walk and maybe find some dragons. Well he found one...His eyes went over to her. He knew others of his kind treated theirs worst....he just couldn't bring himself to hurt her though. Shock went through him as he remembered the short fight. No...he wasn't able to hurt her. Why?

Celia glanced at him with annoyance. "Well? Are we going or not?" She asked dryly, she was going to be as rude as possible. No way he deserved any kindness from her.

Xavier smiled. Her rudeness would make everything so much easier. He tossed the bag on the ground. "Carry them." He smirked, knowing she wouldn't be able to resist thanks to the curse. Of course he knew they were heavy, but her dragon strentgh would be able to handle it easily.

Celia glared at him, unable to help herself as she picked it up and swung it over her shoulder. "Wow, I am so burdened by this heavy bag. I may cry." She smirked at him, still going over her plan.

Xavier held his smirk. "You may be crying later when we get to training if you don't learn to hold your tounge." He snorted and walked ahead.

Celia smirked further and stood still. "Was that an order oh mighty one? " she grabbed her tongue with her free hand. "Is this better?"

Xavier smirked. "Much now hold still so I can cut it off." He made a playful lunge at her, his dagger in hand, though he slowed his movements.

Celia almost laugheds as she jumped away, pretty sure he was joking. "I don't think so." She informed him. "I like it attached to my mouth."

Xavier twirld the dagger in his hand then reseathed it. "You've got a lot to learn." He just had to chose a dragon that could get on his soft side, didn't he? Of all the rotten luck. He sighed and then proceeded to walk into the forest.

Celia considered the fact she hadn't been ordered to follow him. With a smirk she sat down and raised a brow waiting fir him to figure out she wasn't following.

Xavier stopped, not hearing her walk. "Get up and follow me." His voice came out strict and emotionless. He wasn't liking the fact that he was soft towards her.

Celia growled irritably as she pulled herself to her feet and followed him. "This giving orders thing is really annoying. Why don't you let me do it for a moment and see how you like it."

Xavier smirked. "Maybe one day...be pationt." He whistled and easily made his way through his woods back towards the city. His nose wrinkled in distaste at the polluted air, but he was use to it.

Growling under her breath Celia followed him. The air gave her a sense of comfort, she'd learned long ago the more people that were around the safer she was. The city air meant people, so it calmed her slightly. Only slightly.

After walking a while Xavier and Celia appeared in front of his apartment building. "Keep your head down and stay silent. Other hunters aren't soo....forgiving." He opend the door and entered.

Glaring at him for a moment she signed and powered her head before following. This was going to be a long day if this was what she had to do all the time. Gritting her teeth she tried to seem as if she didn't want to rip off the head OS everyone they passed.

Xavier kept walking, acting as though she didn't exist. He opend his bedroom door, 'shoved' her in and shut it behind him. "You're clear, and you need to practice those acting skills. You were tense the whole way." He made his way to the kitchen. "Don't even think about running away either. They kill dragons for that." He came back drinking a Pepsi.

Celia growled under her breath as she watched him with annoyance, hiding the little strike of fear she felt at the words. "Might as well kill me then, I'm not going to practice being subservient to you, and I'm most definitely not going to just sit back and not try to escape."

Xavier snorted and tossed her a Pepsi as well. "Too bad. We start training tomorrow, and I believe you happen to be under Oath, somthing you can't break if my studies are correct.

Celia gripped the Pepsi tightly in her hands, knuckles going white by the force. "Studies?" She asked keeping her first question under-wraps. It would be a better idea not to respond to the fact he knew she couldn't break the oath. Not a good idea to acknowledge that at all.