Channelknight Fadran

The Dragonship was vaguely spherical in shape, but large enough that up close it would appear to be nothing of the sort. The massive array of infrastructure and metal lattices only grew more intricate and complex as the ship approached. It was massive. Six landing arms extended from the sides of the sphere, each one far taller than the United Worlds edifice. One struck down into the field outside the building, the rest striking into various parks and empty lots across the city. The shadow cast across for miles, setting off street lights and automobile headlamps. The bottom hatch retracted with a hiss. Floodlights flashed on to illuminate the slender form of the reptilians. Paprika watched with... almost horror at this point. At first she'd been worried that the dragons would be mountain-sized, or at least large enough to justify such a gigantic starship. The forms were large, yes, but a different realization struck her - this wasn't any regular starship. It was a palace. The platform struck against ground with another hiss, three dragons - one with glittering golden scales adorned with gemstones, and the other two covered only in pure white - stood majestically on the surface of the Earth. "Greetings, earthlings," said the golden dragon. "I am Akalatax. It is time now to discuss the fate of your world."

"Yeah. There's Amaranthine here, and uh... some other people, probably."

"Nah, I'm just security."

"Ah, yes. The meeting." Paprika thumbed over her shoulder. "The doors open in... ten minutes, I think."

"Right now?" Fadran said, looking wistfully towards the ceiling. "I want... a sasparella."

What an odd mishmash of people. Paprika first checked her Wristbank, then nodded and said, "Oh, yeah - your ticket just came through. Sorry 'bout that. As for this... Ghost, you say? What brings you here?"

"Do you guys have... menus in this universe? Or..."

"Just a couple geezers looking for a Stardragon! You seen any?"

"The restrooms are this way, yeah..." Paprika was leading the cute elf lady along, then caught Atik out of the corner of her eye. "Hey, you aren't authorized to land here!"

(>._.)> this might have been a mistake

There was silence on the other end for a few very palpable seconds. Looks... good to me. Enjoy your stay on Earth.

OKAY FINE but I'm doing Wayne

Oh, and... provide some identification please.

The sound of a keyboard clacking sounded, followed by, Nobody's scheduled for your pad until Thursday. We're sending you a parking ticket and your bill for staying until then.

"Until literally an hour ago you'd never even eaten anything with any taste to it." Fadran leaned onto his hands. "But yes, we do."

"That would be the food." Fadran sniffed as well. "Probably."

The Dragons have been scheduled for landing on this planet.