22.Nov.13, 10:05 AM
B’jin dropped the two eggs that had gone unpicked without thought, holding onto the one D’hys had picked out. He ignored the way one egg bounced off the toe of his boot and rolled away – and the way the other one crunched straight into the sand and cracked straight up the side; he was much too busy examining the egg D’hys had picked for him. Then he was glaring in disgust at the bluerider. “Don’t be stupid.” His tone was uncharacteristically snarky and the ghost of a sneer was etched across the greenrider’s face.
“It’s not for me,” he continued, tone mellowing as he held the egg up towards what little sun was shining down, and frowned at the silhouette of the firelizard within it. It looked pretty well developed. Perhaps a day or two before it hatched? It was nice and hard… B’jin lowered the egg and tapped it a couple of times with the tip of his left pointer. A disgruntled squeak came from within it, and the greenrider snorted. “It’s for R’nd.” He gave the egg a shake, and it squeaked again. Well, it was alive!
What are you doing? The green dragon’s question came out of nowhere, and B’jin startled slightly. “None of your business.” He didn’t realise he’d spoken out loud, until the end of his comment and B’jin frowned slightly before huffing. His eyes narrowed as Larrikith attempted to force her way in to use his eye sight, and B’jin’s face scrunched up a little as he quite purposefully (and more than a little spitefully) shoved her back out. “Bugger off, Larri.” A pause. Tell Veeth I’d love another lift. Tell him yourself. The green’s voice was full of disgruntled sneer, and B’jin scowled. “Fuck you.” Don’t be disgusting.
B’jin sneered, and grumbled to himself before he caught sight of D’hys out of the corner of his eye again and B’jin jumped, visibly, and twisted around to blink at the bluerider. He had completely forgotten the man was there. Wide eyes stared at D’hys for several seconds before B’jin’s face lit up suddenly. “Can Zeianth ask Veeth to come and get me, please?” Wide brown eyes glowed up at D’hys.
“It’s not for me,” he continued, tone mellowing as he held the egg up towards what little sun was shining down, and frowned at the silhouette of the firelizard within it. It looked pretty well developed. Perhaps a day or two before it hatched? It was nice and hard… B’jin lowered the egg and tapped it a couple of times with the tip of his left pointer. A disgruntled squeak came from within it, and the greenrider snorted. “It’s for R’nd.” He gave the egg a shake, and it squeaked again. Well, it was alive!
B’jin sneered, and grumbled to himself before he caught sight of D’hys out of the corner of his eye again and B’jin jumped, visibly, and twisted around to blink at the bluerider. He had completely forgotten the man was there. Wide eyes stared at D’hys for several seconds before B’jin’s face lit up suddenly. “Can Zeianth ask Veeth to come and get me, please?” Wide brown eyes glowed up at D’hys.