24.Jun.13, 08:43 AM
R’nya’s head popped up like a springtime flower at Kahleena’s words, eyes wide in scandalised surprise as he gawked at her in a very un-R’nya-esque way. “My lady!” The bronzerider’s voice was whispy, and he shook his head slightly, banishing the flustered blush from his cheeks with the simple movement and taking in a deep breath to calm himself, drawing on all his hard earned skills at remaining unflappable to revert back into something more capable of coping with the – “Rhaedalyn!”
The bronzeriders eyes narrowed suddenly, and he rocked forward, twisting his knees under himself and putting his face right into the space of both women, first Kahleena – who giggled and stared at him curiously – and then Rhaedalyn. Pale eyes studied their faces for a few moments, before he leaned backwards once more, sitting on his legs. He pulled a thoughtful face, chewing on his bottom lip and then leaned forward and poked them both in the nose, watching their reactions.
“What did you do with my girls? They would never utter such scandalous things!” Creeping forward again, he fluffed up Kahleena’s hair, peering through the blonde locks as if the young woman would magically reappear from underneath, while Rhaedalyn’s hat was stolen, and in a moment of spontaneity, R’nya tugged it tidily onto his own head. Pulling the hem down, he covered his face with it, before pushing it back and eyeing the girls critically.
Where did the girls go? I’m more concerned about where you went. Did they poison you? Sir? Xyreith huffed when he was pointedly ignored.
The bronzeriders eyes narrowed suddenly, and he rocked forward, twisting his knees under himself and putting his face right into the space of both women, first Kahleena – who giggled and stared at him curiously – and then Rhaedalyn. Pale eyes studied their faces for a few moments, before he leaned backwards once more, sitting on his legs. He pulled a thoughtful face, chewing on his bottom lip and then leaned forward and poked them both in the nose, watching their reactions.
“What did you do with my girls? They would never utter such scandalous things!” Creeping forward again, he fluffed up Kahleena’s hair, peering through the blonde locks as if the young woman would magically reappear from underneath, while Rhaedalyn’s hat was stolen, and in a moment of spontaneity, R’nya tugged it tidily onto his own head. Pulling the hem down, he covered his face with it, before pushing it back and eyeing the girls critically.