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26.Mar.12, 06:45 AM
R’nd fell silent as B’jin appeared and the conversation shifted from what was looking to be good insight into the young healer and into more gratitude and whining for baths. It was clear Talian was only barely putting up with his presence. Would things change if they met outside of B’jin’s hut when their mutual friend wasn’t lying in pain between them? That was something that would be easy enough to test. He had been teasing Erisi about seeking out the healer before but now R’nd was seriously considering it. Too bad this time it wouldn’t be to flirt with the kid but to find out why he was hated so much, drawn into the blanket assumption that all dragonriders were horrible. Thanks to D’ren and S’kef, it was easily understandable to see why the Candidates from the North didn’t trust any of them.
With B’jin and Talian now focused entirely on each other, R’nd shifted awkwardly from foot to foot. He could handle not always being the center of attention but being forgotten, even for a good reason such as thanking your adopted healer son, irritated him as much as Talian’s distrust and hatred of him. He supposed he should give them privacy and sneak out since he had fulfilled his role of getting the greenrider home and doing what little he could during the stitching. It didn’t help that B’jin was clearly responding to Larrikith and the fact he was doing it aloud meant that Talian was no doubt in on the conversation. He appreciated the green’s respect to not barge into his mind without warning or permission and he would thank her later for observing that courtesy but it was one more reason why he should slip out before his presence was remembered and they shoe-horned him back in.
Although the mentioning of sponge baths intrigued the bluerider enough that R’nd almost spoke up to volunteer for the job. He wasn’t trained for such things, though, and Talian would no doubt find a flaw with that idea as well. That kid really needed a talking to. He wasn’t a bad guy simply because he chose to come South and then Impressed a dragon!
R’nd only managed two steps towards the door before Ayyonth’s normally calm voice bellowed in his mind, R’nd! Don’t you dare leave this hut! The force behind those words left no room for argument and R’nd found himself rooted in place, gaze returning to B’jin and Talian talking so sweetly while his dragon lectured him. You’re being selfish by just removing yourself because you were ignored for two minutes. B’jin has not asked you to leave yet and you still owe him that explanation your faltered on before. And food before the fellis he’s now begging for though it might be best for you both if you don’t cook and look for some fruit.
As Ayyonth’s annoyance turned into amusement at the idea of his bonded cooking, R’nd’s annoyance temporarily flared. Leave it to his dragon to lecture him in order to help him but also find a way to make fun of him in the process. But the blue was right and R’nd quietly returned to the kitchen, eyes sweeping the counters for something easy that even he could prepare without doing further harm to the searchrider. “My offer is still available to get you some food before you take lots, and lots, and lots of fellis.”
With B’jin and Talian now focused entirely on each other, R’nd shifted awkwardly from foot to foot. He could handle not always being the center of attention but being forgotten, even for a good reason such as thanking your adopted healer son, irritated him as much as Talian’s distrust and hatred of him. He supposed he should give them privacy and sneak out since he had fulfilled his role of getting the greenrider home and doing what little he could during the stitching. It didn’t help that B’jin was clearly responding to Larrikith and the fact he was doing it aloud meant that Talian was no doubt in on the conversation. He appreciated the green’s respect to not barge into his mind without warning or permission and he would thank her later for observing that courtesy but it was one more reason why he should slip out before his presence was remembered and they shoe-horned him back in.
Although the mentioning of sponge baths intrigued the bluerider enough that R’nd almost spoke up to volunteer for the job. He wasn’t trained for such things, though, and Talian would no doubt find a flaw with that idea as well. That kid really needed a talking to. He wasn’t a bad guy simply because he chose to come South and then Impressed a dragon!
R’nd only managed two steps towards the door before Ayyonth’s normally calm voice bellowed in his mind, R’nd! Don’t you dare leave this hut! The force behind those words left no room for argument and R’nd found himself rooted in place, gaze returning to B’jin and Talian talking so sweetly while his dragon lectured him. You’re being selfish by just removing yourself because you were ignored for two minutes. B’jin has not asked you to leave yet and you still owe him that explanation your faltered on before. And food before the fellis he’s now begging for though it might be best for you both if you don’t cook and look for some fruit.
As Ayyonth’s annoyance turned into amusement at the idea of his bonded cooking, R’nd’s annoyance temporarily flared. Leave it to his dragon to lecture him in order to help him but also find a way to make fun of him in the process. But the blue was right and R’nd quietly returned to the kitchen, eyes sweeping the counters for something easy that even he could prepare without doing further harm to the searchrider. “My offer is still available to get you some food before you take lots, and lots, and lots of fellis.”
