Tournament, round 3: Boardgame

All the time wasted with fighting. God that was stupid now that you thought about it. After all with someone as huge and strong as him was going to leave prolonged bruises to her, not to mention the sick headache she had now. Well, it was over for now. And he even had helped her out, despite of the earlier conflict. Mirja had been sure she was done for, and now that this creature wasn't with the others.

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He almost hit the ceiling of the garage-like lab: he had to hunch a little so that he would fit in. Mirja had already started to shift back to her original form of a young human. She hurried to the lockers and after a while returned wearing hospital-green and baggy clothes that would cover the needed parts of her. She still had gray hair everywhere and a long bu not-so muscular tail followed her. She walked to the kitchen section paying no more attention to the green dragon that was watching over the place. After a while of orientating to his surroundings he followed Mirja. She was pouring somekind of orange liquid to a glass. The weird capsule was standing next to her on a table.

She drank the liquid and grimaced. "Damn why can't they make recoverydrinks that don't taste like shit?" She said, but the green dragon wasn't sure if she was talking to him in particular. "I mean come on: they have all kinds of gadgets and stuff varying from whatever the heck to scanners and to a freaking anti-gravity clothes. And still the drinks are bad. Well, humankind sent an astronaut to space before they put wheels to bags..." Mirja continued her dialog as she opened the fridge and helped herself to some ice and lemonade. She made herself a more tastier drink and finished it with a straw. She glanced the huge capsule and wrote a post-it note saying: "To the developmental department plz". She left the kitchen and noticed the green dragon that was still there.

He was still soaking from the seawater and making a puddle onto the floor. Mirja viewed him throughoutly: he had some minor wounds here and there that were starting to bleed a little. Mirja turned her head upwards to meet his eyes. The dragon looked back. "Umm... So you had a name or something?" she asked, still a deep and a wild tone in her voice. "Yes. Mike." the dragon answered. Mirja glanced the small bleedings . "You might want to have some antibiotic gel to those wounds. It's really fast and it would prevent any possible infections." Mirja said. Mike nodded. "And we need a big towel, too." Mirja said, looking at the water on the floor.

"That should do it..." Mirja said after applying the rest of the gel on his tail. Mike was drying himself on a curtain that Mirja had found somewhere. Some scientists had come to see Mike after there was a rumor that a big, possibly an euclid lizard had gotten in. They just left after they realized he was with Mirja and not dangerous. She dried her hands to Mike's tail and came in front of him. "Say Mike, I think you shouldn't leave just yet. I mean you could get caught by those busters you crashed into." she said. "It was lucky for you that I did." Mike replied, with a smile. "Well yeah, I wasn't on my full potential at the time..." Mirja said back embarrassed. Both fell silent. "Did I even thank you after that?" Mirja asked after a short while. Mike shook his head. "Thanks." Mirja said. Mike nodded and grinned. "Want to do something while waiting? Like play some boardgames or anything?" Mirja asked him.

Mike and Mirja were staring intensively a checkered board. MIke moved one of his pawns. Mirja was silent for a while and hen she made her move. She knocked one of Mikes pawn and moved it to her side of the table. Mike frowned. "I don't like this game..." he said. Mirja chuckled. "Well do you have any better ideas?" she said a bit teasingly. "We could try twister..."





Notes:

-The foundation that Mirja is under with uses three classifications for creatures or objects: safe, which is obviously safe, euclid, generally safe but could be dangerous and keter, which means hazardous. I couldn't english them properly out of finnish so I borrowed them from the SCO-series. Mirja is on the euclid-category B)

-English is not my mothertongue and so notice that there might be errors and/or odd captions, but I have done this for quite the time, too.

-I cut some parts out of it, like the beginning and stuff so it may seem short

Okay, here it is I'm terribly sorry that this took unpardonably long to put OTL (my life sucks at the time). But here!! Hope you like it!!!oneoneone


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