02.Mar.18, 06:28 AM
"Was there? Admittedly, I was a bit too distracted to take note of everyone there. I'm sure we'll hear about him later." D'hys normally wouldn't pay that much attention to other entrants in a Flight but it might be worth noting in this case to see if the bluerider intentionally came to Ista for the Flight. It could change the whole dynamics of his game if there was a real love interest in play. Though, given it was a maiden Flight, it was likely mere coincidence, like his own being there was. Too bad; he hadn't wooed anyone away from their lover for a while.
Come to think of it, he hadn't been able to play all that many games for a while. He blamed R'nya for that. D'hys didn't know why he continued to associate with the bronzerider after their Wing was dissolved with the move North but he supposed it did give him a bit more freedom than other blueriders received. He helped keep R'nya's secrets and find out the ones that others had. It was fun in its own way and satisfying but he wondered if he should renegotiate with the bronzerider. So long as R'nya continued to avoid tossing his brats at him, D'hys was willing to work with quite a few terms. But first, he had a greenrider to handle.
"No complaints between the two of us? That's good to hear. I also appreciate not being kicked out of bed, so thank you for the warm reception. Maybe I can return the favour some time you're in Fort. I make an excellent stew that I might be willing to share with the right person." He smiled and shifted just enough to move his hand that was acting as a pillow and rest it across his stomach to see if F'drel would take it, poke at it, hell, even suck on his fingers. He wanted to gauge the greenrider's post-Flight mind. Was he simly affectionate and wanted as much physical contact as possible? Was he still a bit randy and could be tempted into more sex? Or was he too unsure of what was expected because it was his maiden Flight and he would stay where he was until D'hys initiated something? Still, he needed to know more about the man before moulding him into something fun to play with.
Pretending to only just now notice that they weren't covered up, D'hys glanced around and found the sheets on the floor. "Are you cold? I might be able to reach a sheet," he waved in the general direction of the item before setting his hand back down, "and not have to disturb either of us."
Come to think of it, he hadn't been able to play all that many games for a while. He blamed R'nya for that. D'hys didn't know why he continued to associate with the bronzerider after their Wing was dissolved with the move North but he supposed it did give him a bit more freedom than other blueriders received. He helped keep R'nya's secrets and find out the ones that others had. It was fun in its own way and satisfying but he wondered if he should renegotiate with the bronzerider. So long as R'nya continued to avoid tossing his brats at him, D'hys was willing to work with quite a few terms. But first, he had a greenrider to handle.
"No complaints between the two of us? That's good to hear. I also appreciate not being kicked out of bed, so thank you for the warm reception. Maybe I can return the favour some time you're in Fort. I make an excellent stew that I might be willing to share with the right person." He smiled and shifted just enough to move his hand that was acting as a pillow and rest it across his stomach to see if F'drel would take it, poke at it, hell, even suck on his fingers. He wanted to gauge the greenrider's post-Flight mind. Was he simly affectionate and wanted as much physical contact as possible? Was he still a bit randy and could be tempted into more sex? Or was he too unsure of what was expected because it was his maiden Flight and he would stay where he was until D'hys initiated something? Still, he needed to know more about the man before moulding him into something fun to play with.
Pretending to only just now notice that they weren't covered up, D'hys glanced around and found the sheets on the floor. "Are you cold? I might be able to reach a sheet," he waved in the general direction of the item before setting his hand back down, "and not have to disturb either of us."