I'm spinning in my swivel seat, enjoying my break 'cause I didn't have to do jackshit after I came back from another week of hunting for injured dragons to tend to. Well, I get a call and apparently, all of a sudden, there was some new appearance with dragon tamer potential and I was to tutor 'em. No, I was not given a choice. It was either that or I lost my job, so I stormed off towards the nursery to pick up Malice, a small bubblegum pink milkshake dragon. Milkshake dragon's are simple to tame if they like you enough. If Mal doesn't like the new one, it'll just be too bad.

I sat in the garden prettying up Malice when from the corner of my eyes Hayate Aoki approaches with the newbie. I stand up on my feet, left hand outstretched with Mal hanging from my right.

"Orion." I grumbled, taking up their hand and awkwardly shaking it. No, I wasn't being shy.. At least I don't think. It was their beauty that brought my slight uncomfort. Otherwise, I would have let go of their hand by now..

Oh.

I let go and stuff my left hand into my pocket and clear my throat before showing them the baby dragon. "You see this dragon? Imma help you take care of her. Her name's Malice." I stuffed Mal into their arms and took their hand again, moving past Hayate and heading towards the dormitories. Soon enough, we reached theirs and I barged in with the dragon before plopping her down on the bed and turning to the newbie.

"What's your name, kid?"