Name: Junnith (DJUN nith, traditional -TH Pernese ending for pure Pernese)
Gender: Male (+preference as desired)
Size: (Brown) 9' s/l/ws
Build: sleek, wiry
Physical Features: Pernese, hide skin*, four legs and two wings with large claws on all, boxy head with knobs and a low neck ridge, fleshy ridge on rump and high tail, split ended tail, faceted eyes
Colors: body gradient with silver body and upper limbs/tail, blending to soft black on legs, tail, wing fingers, and neck/head, *all with gentle rainbow iridescence; wingsails are grey underneath fully, and match the silver and black body coloration on the backs; ridges soft black with iridescence; eyes green; claws medium grey
Stats: Strength 3, Speed 3, Endurance 3, Agility 5, Health 3, Intelligence 3
Abilities: 5 unassisted firebreath, nexus teleport; 3 local teleport, telekinetics, telepathy; 1 time port
Parents: Maranth and Minath
Bond: Byte, Impression
Meeting Notes: Every single thing about this event was going to be amazing, she could tell right from the start. Byte wasn't the youngest person at the Checkerboard Ball tonight, there were a few littler kids, but she definitely did not get the feeling she'd be looked upon as an 'adult' even if she protested occasionally that she was not just a child any more...

But she dutifully had donned a formal gown (though she'd added leggings underneath, all the froofy stuff wasn't completely comfortable) and practiced a little of the dancing that one might expect to be doing at said Ball, before they headed out. The Empress, that little imp, looked to be planning something. And only she could know what it was - Byte wouldn't call the Empress 'tight lipped', but she sure did know how to keep a secret.

It would be absolutely no secret that this Ball thing would be quite the adventure, however. Rycroft and a couple others had been sent out to secure the area (as if it wasn't as secure as it could possibly be, under an ocean and created by magic beyond comprehension?) then the Empress arrived with a full entourage with guards and attendants and all the royal bells and whistles... Plus a few spares like herself. Byte glanced at her own 'sponsor' Rycroft who afforded her a quick nod and glance over at the main dancing area. They hadn't arrived but moments after the preparation for that big Stage beyond, and the 'grown ups' were already clumped around big semicircular tables on a balcony overlooking the venue.

Big important people, apparently. Byte heard a chittering by her side, and glanced down to see a little dragon, apparently wearing the coloration of a tuxedo, offering her a little gift baggie and information pamphlet. It scooted away when she accepted it, and Byte continued to take in all of this while the first few Stage acts were performed.

She had a strange buzzing in her head, was something wrong with her? Or was it just the ringing of the performances on that Stage and down by the orchestra? Hm, well, either way, there was more music and she was able to enter the Casino - though only part of it - and enjoyed more intimate performances by the band there. Plus there was the feel of all the electronics and technology, she felt oddly more at home here.

But that buzzing didn't go away. Halfway to the Midnight bell, the Empress and parts of her entourage decided to head off to another party, and Rycroft went with her there. This might have bothered Byte more than she let on, but there was already so much going on with the dancing and performances? Plus a few drinks snuck in, she was adult enough for some wine.

Thus a tiny bit wobbly, Byte kept feeling like she needed to answer a call. Not a bathroom call, but a communications device. It was nowhere to be found, it was...

It was looking at her with whirling red-yellow eyes that suddenly turned a rich blue. A soot-black and slightly sparkly muzzle peered at her, behind which long floppy wings attempted to rise in a salute.

Byte felt another dragon by her side, was it the same little tuxedo-marked dragon from earlier? It had with it, a man with a greater number of obvious replacement body parts than she was comfortable with. He might have looked like Rycroft without them, with the white hair and dramatic jaw. But there were bits of him that were clearly not human, not even organic... And he was reaching for her.

Byte ducked, but suddenly this weird man gave off a laugh. Slightly drunken at that. Plus: the bigger soot-and-silver dragon still sat there plaintively giving off a quiet warble. Byte's head hurt, the static was ...

"Just give me a second, there's something..." Thomas Page grunted, and something came out of his arm or hand or finger, or maybe all of it, which he waved around Byte's head. "Ah, yeah, here we go."

I didn't know you would not hear me, I just knew you were here... the dragon's voice came through not as the biting static of before, but a clear, resonant tone. Byte's head still pounded, there would probably be ways to mitigate this. Something in her needed, as this weird man suggested, 'tweaking'. But for the time being, Byte faintly waved a thanks - he was already wandering away - and turned her full attention to this, her dragon.

He seemed very proud of that thought, now that he was able to listen in to her thoughts!

I am Junnith, and you are my one. There will be others to bring us home, but I will be your companion, won't I?

"You absolutely will," Byte sighed and gave a choked laugh. This was going to be more of an adventure than anything she'd imagined!