30.Mar.12, 11:36 PM
Would you please shut them all up! Larrikith's voice was irate as she touched on the minds of the two gold dragons, her eyes whirling a pissed off rainbow of hot colours as she landed lightly outside the Healing Hall, her rider slipping from her back in an oddly disjointed scramble as he shoved his way past lingering idiots. Some of us were sleeping. She added snidely. And Talian can fix anything. So please. Shut. Them. Up. Preferably before my brain explodes.
Ignoring his dragon and her whining, B'jin pelted up the hall, heading for the direction he could hear Talian's barked orders issuing from. The kid really fell into his own in an emergency, and B'jin felt the warm glow of pride swirl through his stomach. It was quickly turned into a queasy feeling, however, as he entered the room. The smell was nasty, and his nose crinkled up as he slipped around the outskirts, quickly doing as he was told when a healer tossed a pair of gloves at him and then instructed him to help with the cool water. He didn't bother putting the gloves on, though he tucked them carefully away, and dipped a clean cloth into the water, squeezing it so the excess water fell away.
"Hey, Jada," the greenrider purred softly, brushing a cool cloth over the girl's forehead. "Where's that pretty smile of yours? Hrmm," his voice was soft and filled with warmth, the same he layered upon his brats when they were feverish, and his eyes were bright. "Don't you worry love, my boy's going to fix you up, right as rain." He smiled and stepped aside lightly as another healer approached to assist Talian, standing behind the girl's head so he was out of the way, but could still babble at her in the same, soft tones.
"Your little one will be just fine, don't you worry about her," he added softly, refolding the cloth and brushing it over her face gently. "Such a selfless girl she chose," he cooed, smiling gently, "so caring, so sweet." So stupid, Larrikith put in snidely, not bothering to censor her voice so everyone in the room could hear her. Seriously. Who searched these kids? Larrikith asked indignantly, causing B'jin to crack up laughing. "You did!" he chortled.
Ignoring his dragon and her whining, B'jin pelted up the hall, heading for the direction he could hear Talian's barked orders issuing from. The kid really fell into his own in an emergency, and B'jin felt the warm glow of pride swirl through his stomach. It was quickly turned into a queasy feeling, however, as he entered the room. The smell was nasty, and his nose crinkled up as he slipped around the outskirts, quickly doing as he was told when a healer tossed a pair of gloves at him and then instructed him to help with the cool water. He didn't bother putting the gloves on, though he tucked them carefully away, and dipped a clean cloth into the water, squeezing it so the excess water fell away.
"Hey, Jada," the greenrider purred softly, brushing a cool cloth over the girl's forehead. "Where's that pretty smile of yours? Hrmm," his voice was soft and filled with warmth, the same he layered upon his brats when they were feverish, and his eyes were bright. "Don't you worry love, my boy's going to fix you up, right as rain." He smiled and stepped aside lightly as another healer approached to assist Talian, standing behind the girl's head so he was out of the way, but could still babble at her in the same, soft tones.
"Your little one will be just fine, don't you worry about her," he added softly, refolding the cloth and brushing it over her face gently. "Such a selfless girl she chose," he cooed, smiling gently, "so caring, so sweet." So stupid, Larrikith put in snidely, not bothering to censor her voice so everyone in the room could hear her. Seriously. Who searched these kids? Larrikith asked indignantly, causing B'jin to crack up laughing. "You did!" he chortled.