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

Most Interesting

This has been the most interesting turn of events. 

Lemme explain. 

As I said, there was a jailbreak yesterday. 

I toasted some guys, melted some bars, and escaped into the hall. 

That's where things got interesting. 

First, a thousand lasers (actually, nine hundred fifty three, to be exact) centered themselves on me. 

Second, a thousand (once again, only nine hundred fifty three) tiny little darts flew at me. 

Third, I adopted a new ability. 

An ability that happens to be me being able to expand my molecules until I'm pretty much both invisible and not there. 

It took a few minutes, but I finally figured out how to move and got my cloudy butt out of there. 

Of course, as soon as I figure out how to put myself back together again (and look like myself) there were a lot of men surrounding me. I managed not to get killed on the spot. 

Instead, if I can do a little thing for the gov, they'll provide me and Justin with safe passage to wherever we want. 

No, I'm not stupid enough to actually take their offer of safe passage to wherever we want. I can already go wherever I want. Paris, here we come! 

Joking, of course. 

But I will take the job, because they'll also pay us. 

I had to talk them out of a credit card, though. I want cash. 

And they want me to stop stealing. 

Everyone wins! 

So, I will be gone for a while, but Justin promised to update the blog for you guys. 

I'll see ya'll later, and wish me luck!

Settling down

No, not settling down like that. Things are just starting to become a little calmer around here. 

The freaky scientist dudes whose heads I would have gladly baked have stopped terrorizing me. 

Mostly because I told them that the next person to touch me would get a face full of fist. 

The big scary guys with guns didn't like that, but who cares? I can roast them if I want. 

But seriously, this is close as a home as I'm ever getting. 

I mean, I have a roof over my head, three square meals a day (more once I convinced them I really needed it and wouldn't get fat) and a bed to sleep on (however thin it is, it is way better then rocks and trees.)

But I really need to be getting out of here soon. I miss flying, and my wings are all the way inside my body, and they twitch when I don't let them out in a long time. *sigh* I think there may be a jailbreak tonight.