14.Aug.13, 07:58 PM
A'liran let out a light, playful snort. "I'm surprised I'm the first," he said, not sure if the thought filled him with pride of guilt. He reached over to lay one hand on Bastard, petting the little bronze sweetly while Lump gave Edik a most accusing glare. He wanted to check out the little green, and like hell some brown was going to stop him! Of course, a brown and another bronze (that meddling Bastard) along with A'liran...that was a bit much to successfully argue with. Lump squawked unhappily and fluttered away, returning to A'liran to sulk.
The greenrider smiled. "I'm glad you're okay, though," he said, drifting as near to true sentiment as he dared. Looking at Quelseth filled him with bitter nostalgia. He loved Astoreth, but it was also a sharp reminder of the last peaceful time in his life, and how quickly things had changed once his own little green disaster stumbled into his life. He couldn't escape the sense that this poor kid had just gotten the shaft. He was going to need someone to protect him.
"Advice?" Ali asked, looking thoughtfully at the younger man. "Kid, my personal advice is to not be like me. But I don't imagine you're much interested in that, are ya?" S'cer didn't strike him as the quiet, obedient greenrider type. Ali knew that it would be in the kid's best interest to become one, but how could be give that sort of advice? How could he look someone in the face and tell them to lay down and accept that sort of life?
"But seriously...being a greenrider isn't easy," he said as length, sighing wearily as he spoke. "But we've got numbers on our side, yeah? You've got a lot of people who will look after you. You're gonna be just fine."
He eyes Quelseth and eventually smiled. "..What's her name?" He finally took the offered seat and waited.
The greenrider smiled. "I'm glad you're okay, though," he said, drifting as near to true sentiment as he dared. Looking at Quelseth filled him with bitter nostalgia. He loved Astoreth, but it was also a sharp reminder of the last peaceful time in his life, and how quickly things had changed once his own little green disaster stumbled into his life. He couldn't escape the sense that this poor kid had just gotten the shaft. He was going to need someone to protect him.
"Advice?" Ali asked, looking thoughtfully at the younger man. "Kid, my personal advice is to not be like me. But I don't imagine you're much interested in that, are ya?" S'cer didn't strike him as the quiet, obedient greenrider type. Ali knew that it would be in the kid's best interest to become one, but how could be give that sort of advice? How could he look someone in the face and tell them to lay down and accept that sort of life?
"But seriously...being a greenrider isn't easy," he said as length, sighing wearily as he spoke. "But we've got numbers on our side, yeah? You've got a lot of people who will look after you. You're gonna be just fine."
He eyes Quelseth and eventually smiled. "..What's her name?" He finally took the offered seat and waited.