10.Nov.13, 08:56 AM
The greenrider was on his lonesome, but he was far from upset about that particular fact. He was, all considered, in a brilliantly good mood, despite the fact that everyone he’d asked to spend the day with him, had had to turn him down for some reason or another. R’nd had, of course, been the first person on his list of people to invite down to the Lake for the afternoon, but the poor bluerider had something wing-practicy going on or. Something; B’jin hadn’t really been paying attention after he’d gotten that sad look from R’nd. His lover couldn’t come, but he wanted to. That was good enough for B’jin and he’d waved off the reasoning with good natured kiss.
B’jin’s assumption that Larrikith would be joining him had been responded to with a surprisingly opposite answer. Apparently, she had promised to spend the day with Grith and the other green had actually remembered. Either that, or she was pulling B’jin’s leg in order to get out of going to the Lake with him. While B’jin wouldn’t have been surprised by Larrikith doing something like that, he wasn’t quite inclined to believe it. They did not get to spend quality time together very often, and particularly not when they were both in such good moods, so the fact that she turned him down had him believing she was being honest. The fact that both Grith and Par’a appeared shortly thereafter to claim the fat little green dragon only confirmed it all and B’jin had sent his dragon off with amused laughter.
He’d been left without a ride, then, but that had been easily rectified! B’jin had bounced over to Valerian’s and asked the younger harper if he were interested in a day at the Lake. Considering the last time they spent time together at the lake (or the river) B’jin wasn’t surprised by the response he got. The request to borrow Veeth in order to relocate his own self there had been followed with fluttering lashes and a sweet smile that B’jin was quite sure had had Valerian puking in his sink once he’d been kicked out of the house. All the same, he’d been allowed to steal Veeth, and that was all that mattered.
Left to his own devices at the Lake, with Veeth returning home, the greenrider (albeit one green dragon short of riding anywhere) was walking aimlessly around the edge of the lake, his steps light and bouncy and, despite the amount of rain bucketing down around him and atop him, B’jin seemed completely oblivious to the dour weather. There was no thunder nor lightning, and while he was definitely soaked to the bone, he wasn’t particularly cold since there was no real breeze to send the cold bite of ice into his blood. It was quite warm, really, and he bounced along without a care in the world, almost skipping.
Naturally, it didn’t take long before the greenrider was singing, words bursting free in upbeat tones, and filling the rainy world around him with sound. B’jin was in a ridiculously good mood, and that was probably a good thing, since his lack of watching where he was going resulted in him stepping right in the middle of a firelizard clutch. Luckily for him, he managed to kick eggs out in every direction rather than smash any of them. Regardless, the wild queen that was responsible for the collection was extremely displeased by the man’s treatment of her nest.
The gold firelizard screeched and dive bombed B’jin, with bronze, brown, blue and green all appearing from the depths of between to assist her in protecting her unborn babies.
B’jin’s song broke off in a startled yelp.
B’jin’s assumption that Larrikith would be joining him had been responded to with a surprisingly opposite answer. Apparently, she had promised to spend the day with Grith and the other green had actually remembered. Either that, or she was pulling B’jin’s leg in order to get out of going to the Lake with him. While B’jin wouldn’t have been surprised by Larrikith doing something like that, he wasn’t quite inclined to believe it. They did not get to spend quality time together very often, and particularly not when they were both in such good moods, so the fact that she turned him down had him believing she was being honest. The fact that both Grith and Par’a appeared shortly thereafter to claim the fat little green dragon only confirmed it all and B’jin had sent his dragon off with amused laughter.
He’d been left without a ride, then, but that had been easily rectified! B’jin had bounced over to Valerian’s and asked the younger harper if he were interested in a day at the Lake. Considering the last time they spent time together at the lake (or the river) B’jin wasn’t surprised by the response he got. The request to borrow Veeth in order to relocate his own self there had been followed with fluttering lashes and a sweet smile that B’jin was quite sure had had Valerian puking in his sink once he’d been kicked out of the house. All the same, he’d been allowed to steal Veeth, and that was all that mattered.
Left to his own devices at the Lake, with Veeth returning home, the greenrider (albeit one green dragon short of riding anywhere) was walking aimlessly around the edge of the lake, his steps light and bouncy and, despite the amount of rain bucketing down around him and atop him, B’jin seemed completely oblivious to the dour weather. There was no thunder nor lightning, and while he was definitely soaked to the bone, he wasn’t particularly cold since there was no real breeze to send the cold bite of ice into his blood. It was quite warm, really, and he bounced along without a care in the world, almost skipping.
Naturally, it didn’t take long before the greenrider was singing, words bursting free in upbeat tones, and filling the rainy world around him with sound. B’jin was in a ridiculously good mood, and that was probably a good thing, since his lack of watching where he was going resulted in him stepping right in the middle of a firelizard clutch. Luckily for him, he managed to kick eggs out in every direction rather than smash any of them. Regardless, the wild queen that was responsible for the collection was extremely displeased by the man’s treatment of her nest.
The gold firelizard screeched and dive bombed B’jin, with bronze, brown, blue and green all appearing from the depths of between to assist her in protecting her unborn babies.
B’jin’s song broke off in a startled yelp.