Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 23:39:46 GMT -7
Liberating. That was virtually the only word Charlie had for every trip he made to Romania. The majority of his adult life had been spent here when he wasn’t at home with the family, and even so before that. In one way, Romania was him home. The open fields they had control over to house the dragons there were freeing. The only noise that wasn’t from nature usually emanated from spells, roars, or yells from his coworkers, and even then it was peaceful. It was liberating not in the sense that he had escaped the chains of his family, but from the city. Kind of brought him back to growing up in the countryside, his mother’s relentlessness of keeping an organized family only replaced by dragons.
If Romania had been an escape from home and family, then he wouldn’t have brought Harper along with him to train. She was off somewhere now with the other dragonologists, most likely learning behavioral ticks that different breeds exhibited. What was one dragon’s signal for hunger was another dragon’s mating call. Funny how they were each as unique as the next, just like humans were. The average person was just starting to understand that though, the amount of research they had been making public over the last few years had definitely had the effect he had been hoping for. Except not everyone understood that fully, and things like smuggling still existed, if not worse than it was before. Charlie had his hands full with that and Romania, but things were starting to ease up now that they had more hands. He was hoping that a ministry official was going to get here at some point today, because he really wanted to be out in the field to observe how Harper was learning.[OOC: just knock and enter his office or something like that]