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[ He's normally not a video guy. So surprise surprise! There's a spiky-haired blond sporting soft wolf ears on your feed. A pair of sunglasses are hanging around his collar. ]

Hey everyone. Not that it's my first time using this thing, [ shrug. ] but... I guess I might as well cut to the chase.

My name is Cloud Strife. Haven't ironed out the kinks just yet, but I'm thinking of opening up shop again. Lunatia's pretty big, and I used to run a delivery business back home. So...

[ He's gauging interest. ]

If you got a business or know anyone who does, I can handle your supplies' shipments. Or personal mail and parcels. You name it, we deliver it. [ Speaking of handling large packages, ] That reminds me...

[ Cloud's already standing outside by what appears to be the side of a road. So when he turns the camera... In frame is a monster-sized motorcycle that somehow manages to look sleek at the same time.

Yes. That's his ride. ]

Anybody know of any garages for rent?

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[Feathered man? Sounds like someone she'll get along with.] Thanks, I appreciate it.

That sounds like you're speaking from experience?

[ Hearty, well-meaning and proud of his work! ] No problem, Samus.

Yeah. If you ever need a lift sometime, you can see for yourself.

Hmm.

Let's see, something -- Amaterasu?

Amaterasu... I'm not familiar with that. If Yuffie were here, I could probably ask her. Sounds like a name you'd see coming out of Wutai.

Alright. How 'bout some time tonight or tomorrow?

[ After he's. Y'know. Wrapped up a couple of potential client meetings. ...and scrambled to find a birthday present for his Servant. ]

Don't take too long. (Not that she has other plans, but hey. She is royalty and she can be insistent.)

Well, I'm glad you like it.

[ A few proverbial roadblocks prevent him from visiting the queen any sooner than the early evening (7 p.m. about?) as Cloud finally makes his way to Daenerys' place. Was he pushing on "too long"? Almost. With his Servant's birthday happening tomorrow, the blond failed to find a proper gift for her. But that didn't mean he couldn't try again tomorrow. That and he had someone to meet.

Sorry for the wait. Be there in about five minutes.

Oh yeah. Sköll was fast. Which meant making up for lost time as he races off to her place, the telltale sound of an engine rumbling in the distance marking his arrival. Propping the kickstand and pulling his sunglasses down to hang around his neck, Cloud takes this time to place his hand atop a panel positioned above his handlebars. If he was going to show Dany what a bike was about, he'd have to make sure it was fueled up, first, the blond filling the machine with a little Chroma.

If the machine didn't catch her attention first, he'd come up to her doorstep shortly enough. ]

(He is pushing it - or he would be pushing it if this was Westeros. Since it's not, she knows better than to assume why he is later than she expected. He isn't Mercury who seems to delight in infuriating her.

The message and the rumble of his engine has her walking to the nearest window. She spies him and smiles faintly.)

Do you want to come with me? (Drogon wings his way to her and she lifts him into her arms.) Don't go too far. I know it's tempting.

(She exits her apartment, closing the door with her foot. Then she walks downstairs, balancing her dragon as if this is a daily task. She meets Cloud on the street's edge and Drogon takes flight the moment he sees the sky. Daenerys smiles up at the small dragon affectionately before focusing on the man before her.)

You've had a long day. (That is directed at Cloud.)

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[ Cloud was either always late or right on time (hopefully before tragedy can strike). He wasn't in any rush to be anywhere else tonight, so if she were ever curious, he would explain the proverbial rollercoaster that's been his day. When he spots Daenerys with Drogon in tow, his bright eyes widen a little. Not so much out of any fear (far from), but more the contrast of a human sharing such a bond with a dragon in the first place. ...even if he was way smaller than the kind of dragons he was used to facing.

His own gaze follows Daenerys' when Drogon takes flight. Somebody seemed happy to spread their wings a little. There's an idle sense of wonder in his mako-infused eyes, before he returns his focus back to the blonde before him. ]

That's one way of putting it.

[ His expression softens some. ]

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(It is difficult for Drogon to be cooped up in a small apartment. Daenerys is cautious about letting him fly about freely. She can't lose him too. But this feels safe enough and he will stay within sight, letting out chirps and growls to reassure his mother below that he is alright.

Daenerys crosses her arms loosely, giving Cloud a small, encouraging smile.)

Then you deserve a rest. (She walks forward a few steps, focus shifting to his motorcycle.) I have never seen anything like it. Is it faster than these...cars?

[ There's a certain air to Daenerys that he can't quite put his finger on. Granted he still was unaware of her true royal status. But at the same time, her demeanour puts him at ease all the same. He's been here long enough. He's had more than enough time to get used to spending time with those outside of his family and closer circle. Especially here... ]

Faster than most. [ Cloud steps aside, a light smile crossing his lips. Feel free to check it out! There's a stiff button just beneath the left handlebar. Do mind that- it's what would fold out the front of the machine to reveal six slots for swords. ] If they matched it to Fenrir's specs, this should be able to hit 400 kilometres per hour.

[ If there's one thing the usually soft-spoken swordsman got excited about, even a little, it was riding. ]

Not that I'm gonna do that with someone riding along for the first time.

(That is considerably faster than any horse. She isn't sure how fast Drogon can fly, but his motorcycle is likely much quicker regardless. Daenerys smiles a little more when he lets her see the full glory of Fenrir. She is careful about touching - and, frankly, she wouldn't know where to begin.)

I'm not weak. (But flying off of the contraption doesn't please her either.) I think I would like watching you on it.

(No, that wasn't sexual. It's just that she can imagine he is rather...graceful...(and powerful) when he is stretching his legs.)

Why Fenrir?

You sure? [ Not that Cloud didn't mind showing her how Sköll performed (or even explaining the features). But if she did decide to come along with him for the ride, he'd oblige wholeheartedly. Assuming it didn't look like he was up and kidnapping Drogon's mom. ] I don't mind showing a thing or two.

[ When she asks of the name, Fenrir, he moves in to stand by her side with a thoughtful hum. ]

There's an old story about a wolf that was bound by the gods. They said he would grow up to kill a god named Odin. Sure enough, legends say that at the end of the world, that's exactly what happened.

[ To that, Cloud gently shrugs. The lore and mythos revolving around Fenrir, Odin, Ragnarok, was a lot deeper and more complicated. ]

Guess I have a thing for wolves. That's why I call this one Sköll. [ Fenrir, his original motorcycle, was still back on his planet. ]

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I rode Drogon into battle many times. I'm not frightened of speed. (Or danger. Daenerys gives him a dazzling smile and smoothly straddles Sköll, settling on the seat nearest the back. She tugs on some gloves - she doesn't use them often - in case she needs to grip onto something that as hard and serrated as Drogon's scales.)

Mm I'm not sure I believe in legends anymore. They are nice to listen to, but holding onto them with any faith is difficult.

(No, impossible. She shrugs a shoulder.)

You would like the Starks. They have a strange connection with wolves and direwolves. Almost the same as the Targaryen connection with dragons.

Drogon? [ He looks up to the sky where her dragon was currently spreading his wings. Definitely had to have been a lot bigger for her to ride him proper. When she straddles the machine, he notices her already tugging on a pair of gloves. Eyes wide with a sense of wonder, he puts a hand on his hip with an impressed little smile.

Someone was eager and raring to go! Whenever Cloud joined her, she was free to hold onto him if she so wished. ]

A family from your world?

[ As he asks in regards to the Starks, Cloud will indeed move in to straddle Sköll with Daenerys. He was already wearing gloves, so it was a matter of balancing the bike upright. He hasn't moved the kickstand up yet, nor did he start the engine as he glances back over his shoulder and listens to her. ]

Are you really that eager to test it out?

[ Or is it the girl, Cloud? ]

Mm. A bit. But whenever you've got time.

I have the time, Cloud. We can go tonight.

Alright. Want me to meet you somewhere? I can stop by your place otherwise.

I think picking me up would be easiest. Unfortunately I don't really have plans to leave otherwise.

Guess I better not keep you waiting then. I'll call you when I'm coming.

Take your time! There's no rush. Unless, of course, you want to rush.

Anyway. I'll be here when you arrive.

Mm that's him. (She nods at her boy flapping joyfully above their heads.) I named him after Khal Drogo. They share...quite a few traits.

(Sometimes she feels like Drogo came back to her - just in a different form. But that's silly, isn't it? And of course she is raring to go, Cloud. Daenerys has never faltered from a challenge and, despite her end, she managed to change many lives for the better.)

A noble family. They control the North of Westeros. I fought alongside them for the Long Night and they repaid me with betrayal.

(She isn't fond of any of them. Only one Targaryen found love with a Stark without experiencing utter betrayal at their hands. Daenerys wasn't that Targaryen.

She settles her arms around his waist, sensing that he is a man who knows kindness. He won't strike out or judge her for her weaknesses. It's strange - she does have a gift for reading others, yet she never thought Jon would be the one to -)

My Drogo... My Drogon... They stood beside me; they saw me. I would have made Khal Drogo King. Gladly. I should have remained loyal to him, heart and soul, after his death.

At least you don't need to stop to fill it, then.

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