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[calculusdragon]

Anyone who bothers looking up at the sky today might notice a large black dragon flying overhead. Anyone who doesn't immediately run for cover might notice the fact that said dragon appears to be rather frantic and occasionally yells "Laurence! Laurence, are you here?" in a British accent. If you happen to be standing somewhere next to a large enough spot for him to land in he might attempt to come talk to you.

[ooc: Because descriptions are key with non-human book characters: He is glossy black, with bluish markings on his wingtips, and blue eyes with slitted pupils like a cat's. He has four legs with five talons each and a pair of wings with six spines each. He has a ruff around his face and tendrils that hang from his lower jaw. He is probably around 100ft long, though he is far longer than wide and tends to coil his tail around himself when sitting.]

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[calculusdragon]

The Goblin King may love a captive audience, but Temeraire loves shinies. He can't really help it, it's a weakness of the the species.

"Ooh, yes, I would, rather. I am not exactly sure where I would put it"--trusted crew such as Emily Roland being unfortunately not around for the holding of shiny things--"but that does not matter."

[onlyforever]

"I imagine it's rather problematic, not having hands," he says without much in the way of sympathy. Curiosity, perhaps. Jareth continues juggling the crystals, quite... charmed, really, by the dragon's fascination. "Where shall I leave it?"

[calculusdragon]

Temeraire holds out one of his foreclaws. He can manage to be fairly delicate when grasping things, though turning the pages of books is unfortunately quite beyond him. "I suppose I could take it right now and bury it somewhere for later if you do not mind. My name is Temeraire, by the way."

[onlyforever]

Jareth places a crystal in the dragon's claws. Temeraire will find that it's very sturdy and resistant to scratches (and, one day, he might also find his desires reflected in it, but for now it's simply a pretty trinket).

"It's a gift. What you do with it is no concern of mine." He steps back to study the dragon. "Charmed, I'm sure. I'm Jareth, King of the Goblins."

[calculusdragon]

"Well, thank you." Temeraire takes the crystal and tries not to stand too awkwardly. "Goblins?"

[onlyforever]

"Oh, yes. Dreadful creatures." With a slightly wistful look, he adds, "And yet they had their uses."