NOT SAFE.

*urgle*

Wings.

Hurt.

Head.

Hurt.

Pain.

Hurt.

*murffle*

GRAWR!

That is the sound an angry dragon makes when she finds out her computer has been chipped with a tracking devise so the United States Government can track her and her human boyfriend. 

SQUISH! 

Is the sound that a United States Government agent makes when he gets in the path of said angry dragon while she attempts to run away from him. 

And they wounded me, goddammit! 

. . . 

*sniffle* My wing hurts. My leather may be tough, but AK-47's  (which I remember being illegal) are pretty strong when it comes to ripping holes through the delicate leather of my wing!

I'm gonna get some rest while Justin keeps working on this. He's trying to locate the bug. More later.

Saria Out.

*rant*

Stupid theiving moronic idiotic retarted lying boneheaded dirty government people! 

*rants and raves for several minutes unintelligibly*

. . .

Okay, Here's the deal.

I get back from doing the government's dirty work to find out that Justin is being held at gunpoint for something he didn't do. On top of that, our computer was stolen and hidden from us for a very long time.

I hate the government.

Here I thought we might be able to get along.

But I will not abide by their rules like this.

A very angry Saria out.

She's alive!

Saria called early this morning. Everything is going good, and she'll be back soon. 

Thank God. 

~Justin

Very Bored

Saria's still not back yet.

I am very bored. 

~Justin

Hello

Hey all. It's Justin, you're local dragon companion. 

Here's an update on Saria's whereabouts: She's not in forty nine of the fifty states, and she's probably having fun doing whatever they want her to do. 

I hate not knowing.

But I'm sure it's just as frustrating for you guys. 

Well, I have nothing more to report, but that the food in Alaska is GOOD. 

Bye!

~Justin