I immediately had a vision of the dragon we'd once brought in together. It, too, looked capable of spitting fire...

I had a brief flashback to last night: a vivid image of Sephala throwing back shot after shot of something that smelled distinctly like...

The Boss' face was screwed on so tightly this morning that his mouth, nose and eyes all pointed in different directions...

"You are a human with a gun. I'm one of the deadliest elven wizards on this side of the planet." She hoisted an M4 and turned smartly...

Today's prompt once again comes from TFR's Prompts #120 =) Unexpectedly, I revisited the characters from the first prompt day... I think...

"Yes, but last week a dragon almost set my hair on fire, so it's your turn to negotiate."