13.Feb.12, 10:33 PM
“Too long in my opinion,” R’nd clasped hands with I’shan even as he wrapped his free arm around the man’s neck to drape himself in an over-friendly manner that was reserved for only a handful of people. He liked I’shan; the man was laidback and knew how to have fun and R’nd approved of both of those aspects. Just like he approved of the taste in fashion and the way he carried himself. It didn’t surprise him in the least that they had turned their casual greetings into a proper friendship after he had bonded with Ayyonth. A quick glance to the dragon in question showed him settling in next to Ilveriath where they would likely do their own form of sharing gossip and catching up. “You’ll have to tell me about the mischief you’ve been into lately but first, it would be rude if we ignored a lady any longer.”
R’nd watched with interest as Lymsleia seemed to lose her composure before stumbling to recollect what she could. He was used to such reactions, knowing he was considered handsome, something he unashamedly used to his advantage regularly, but this poor girl also had the added bonus of I’shan’s pretty face overwhelming her. It was a wonder she could still speak! “The pleasure is all ours, my dear Lymsleia, and no, thank you. I wouldn’t deprive a lady of the sweet nectar of redfruit.”
But the continuation of what R’nd attributed to being nervous babbling caught him a bit by surprise and left him baffled. What sort of experiment could she want that involved them, or rather, their dragons? If it involved altering their appearance she would have better luck tracking down Grith but the only way to find out was to ask. Still perfectly at home with using I’shan as a leaning post, R’nd quirked his head to the side in consideration and smiled, “that depends on what you have in mind and if Ayyonth and Ilveriath agree.”
R’nd watched with interest as Lymsleia seemed to lose her composure before stumbling to recollect what she could. He was used to such reactions, knowing he was considered handsome, something he unashamedly used to his advantage regularly, but this poor girl also had the added bonus of I’shan’s pretty face overwhelming her. It was a wonder she could still speak! “The pleasure is all ours, my dear Lymsleia, and no, thank you. I wouldn’t deprive a lady of the sweet nectar of redfruit.”
But the continuation of what R’nd attributed to being nervous babbling caught him a bit by surprise and left him baffled. What sort of experiment could she want that involved them, or rather, their dragons? If it involved altering their appearance she would have better luck tracking down Grith but the only way to find out was to ask. Still perfectly at home with using I’shan as a leaning post, R’nd quirked his head to the side in consideration and smiled, “that depends on what you have in mind and if Ayyonth and Ilveriath agree.”