《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》Anchorage
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The military academy in Anchorage was chosen.
We all went to anchorage, Auronne found a job as a librarian in Anchorage, and I'm sure she used one charm spell or the other...
She is priceless....
What was good was not very far from our barn. 1 hour by bus!
Meanwhile, in the meantime,
Iggins to the President:
"Sir, what are your final objectives for dragons and argonians?"
President: "The Argonians are with the refugees' kajiit. They have an ethnic and cultural value.
The presence of other ethnic groups will allow us to temper the endless historical quarrels. Other races, other religions and 2 living gods... they are new pawns on the board."
Iggins: "But dragons and arachnids as well as the 2 sirens must be protected as a priority. They are critically endangered."
President: "I don't want to endanger the dragons under any circumstances. All nations and powers want a dragon, but by giving them citizenship, it means putting sticks in their paws if they wanted to kidnap them.
And for us, enrolling them in the academy and turning them into military personnel is a feat!
We will learn a lot more from them, they will be better protected and nothing like an open cage we want to go back.
Besides, how would you keep a shapeshifter monster whose every living cell is a mini nuclear power plant? He would pulverize our tanks and if they really killed 10,000 orcs, imagine with humans... Half a Hiroshima? And considering being grounded..."
Iggins: "Some testimonies, thanks to our lie detectors, we could establish that he would potentially be a candidate or already Demon Lord, it is scary 8,000,000 soldiers, 8 legions...
4 times Hitler's army in 1939....
When we interviewed him, he didn't lie about running away from the post, it means he was for a while. Or still is. But he seems terrified of this situation.
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Our intelligence services have also informed us of foreign agents looking for dragons to steal their genes. "
President:" Yes, the other powers are jealous. Even if they are only tamed giant lizards, they remain a strong symbol of the nation. The dragons are American! They represent a STRONG AND STRONG AMERICA!"
They continued their conversation about the Kajiit and the problem that everyone would like to adopt, especially little Emilie but she wants to stay with Hissa whom she considers her mother... It's complicated. The Indians will handle the problem. But the whole planet wants to caress her...
A couple settled with their 2 children in the locality where the dragons live.
After some information at the port of Anchorage, they decided to enrol their 2 children in the military academy.
The bus trip lasted an hour and I looked at the landscape and especially the landmarks in relation to the map.
Then we arrived on a large car park and a lot of buses arrived from several destinations.
A man and a woman in uniform were waiting for us in the huge parking lot.
It was hot for the season and it was quite pleasant.
We were making a mess with our overseas fashion sense and we looked more like David Croquet than anything else, Hissa had to stay on the bus, she was going to the employees' staff.
We had at our disposal a shopping cart in which we put our things to eat during the week and I had my magic bag in which I had even put my glider. I will also build one for my wrist strap and her mother. But a more sophisticated one later!..
We were entitled to an apartment for the employees or a common dormitory, separate girls and boys. Then we each had a room. One floor for girls and another for boys. It was the rule and forbidden to have a fire or a barbecue in the room... Hissa was Argentrix's tutor in the absence of Auronne, her mother. The person in charge of the dormitory, when he saw us, was afraid.
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We had the morning to prepare our things and we had to make a special uniform for Hissa, to cover her tail and pants sleeves in elephant paws to let her paws through.
Special sandals were made so that the concrete would not wear out its legs and scales, as the concrete was abrasive.
Then came the rally.
Parents waited separately and children formed ranks and classes were assigned.
Oh yes, I have a new name and I am forbidden to reveal my dragon identity.
An absolute rule, valid for Argentrix. It is also forbidden to meet Hissa in the compound.
Hissa's first day of cooking was memorable at the barracks.
At the mini-market, she took a big turkey and an umbrella.
She put stones outside and stabbed the turkey with the cellophane on with the umbrella and roasted it on the lawn. The black smoke from the plastic invaded the complex to such an extent that the neighbours believed that tires were being burned.
She then took gardening tools to saw the pieces. She cut it all with the bones and took the umbrella, what was left of it and started eating the turkey on the umbrella like a corn skewer.
With his Jurassic teeth, crunch croq craq, slurp and no need for a knife! his claws were very sharp.
Neighbours became uncomfortable when they saw a raptor eating in the lawn in front of the apartment.
She opened her mouth and reflexed her scaly lips and stared at the neighbours with her yellow eyes and split them open: "Do you want some? The turkey is full of blood! It's delicious."
If it made the children of Argonia laugh, here it was shocking! It was a culture clash. Despite her uniform, she always put her Mayan paintings and signs on her skin, much like Muslims who want to keep the veil on.
But she was always a lot of fun to watch. All his gestures were laughing, comic and sprinkled with stops and accelerations, as if to make up for lost time.
In the evenings she sometimes spent hours turning the light on and off.
She would also sometimes wash herself in the toilet bowl and do her business in the bathtub. She was afraid that her tail would be stuck or washed away by the flush. She was very afraid of it because the toilet looked like a Mimic and growled every time she flushed.
My new name was MAX and Argentrix, Chloe!
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