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03.Apr.12, 07:20 AM
B'jin was oblivious to anyone and everyone else in the room. Once he'd spotted Jada, all else had become irrelevant as he focused solely on the injured girl. When she woke enough to call him a lunkhead, B'jin's face brightened noticeably, and he grinned down at the girl with warm amusement. "Hey, princess," he said softly, tone as warm and cheerful as the expression on his features. "Krypth is fine, I promise."
Talian's gentle touched caused B'jin to start, not having been paying attention to what was going on around him as he babbled at Jada. His gaze softened at Talian's quiet words, and he allowed himself to be herded backwards and out of the way. He made no motion to leave, and when he wasn't immediately bombarded by someone telling him to go between B'jin relaxed a little and waited patiently, gaze locked firmly on Jada's face.
Oh, for Faranth's sake! Larrikith muttered to herself, the sound of human and dragon voices was still loud and abrasive and the little green was sure she was getting a headache. She had no idea how Talian was managing to hear his own thoughts, let alone the speech of the other humans bustling around the room with him. It had to stop! Standing outside the window so she could peer in, Larrikith took a moment to watch through her own eyes instead of B'jin's, who was oblivious to any and everything but the girl. Your lover's about six steps to your left. Larrikith said in amusement, watching as B'jin startled again and his head whipped around to find R'nd with surprise, standing with Valerian and Allendris, no less. Gaze shifting with a thoughtful look, B'jin realised he had a personal connection with most of the people in the room, and he wasn't sure exactly how well that was going to bode for him when D'ren quizzed him on why, exactly, another one of his chosen kids was trying to kill themselves.
'Why me' was trying desperately to make it's way into B'jin's line of thought, though Talian's bark had his mind clearing and B'jin's weight swaying forward, intent on moving in to assist with holding down the girl so Talian could work. He managed to take four steps before he was frozen in place by R'nd's warning look. Emotions swirled over B'jin's face faster than colours in a dragon's eye, before he settled on a playful pout and slipped across to join the two Weyrlings. His fingers brushing R'nd's waist as he passed in a silent greeting, B'jin gave an amused snort when he caught the man's words to Jada, brown eyes laughing.
R'nd's glance and smile had B'jin's eyebrows arching high and a teasing smirk appeared on his own lips, expression twisting into wide eyed innocence. "I'm sure I have no idea what he's talking about!" B'jin used turns of training to pull up a tone of indignantly playful horror. He broke it with a cheerful grin and a wink to the bluerider. Feeling eyes on him, an eyebrow arched with a mirthful question when he caught Valerian staring at him. His smirk widened slightly, blatantly asking the young man 'jealous?'. While B'jin had no serious interest in Valerian beyond their bizarre form of friendship, he wasn't about to miss the opportunity to tease the young man. Allendris was an entirely different story, but his relationship with the stoic young man was generally limited to an extreme lack of alcohol (the horror!) and gentle teasing that revolved around B'jin being a pirate (something B'jin would likely never let him live down. Ever.). As a result, while he stood companionably with the two young men, it was Valerian at the brunt of his humour, rather than Allendris.
Satisfied that her human was functioning once more, Larrikith's mind reached out to touch gently on that of Krypth, her voice soft but determined as she bespoke the baby queen. Your girl is being looked after by the very best, Larrikith said seriously, her tone carrying the conviction of someone with experience in the matter. And he will soon have her well again... there was a resounding 'but' there, as Larrikith paused before continuing. However, if he has to work in all this noise, he surely is going to take that much longer. So, if your Queenliness would be so kind as to shut up the chorus of dragons squawking like Wherries, you will find your human back where she belongs that much faster. Larrikith's voice was firm in her conviction of this, though she was particularly thankful that B'jin was preoccupied while she bespoke the young gold. Sometimes, a green just had to do what she had to do and without the power to make the idiot beasts still squawking do as she said, the tiny dragon turned on one of those that could. She had the power, and she might as well learn to use it when it would really count.
Talian's gentle touched caused B'jin to start, not having been paying attention to what was going on around him as he babbled at Jada. His gaze softened at Talian's quiet words, and he allowed himself to be herded backwards and out of the way. He made no motion to leave, and when he wasn't immediately bombarded by someone telling him to go between B'jin relaxed a little and waited patiently, gaze locked firmly on Jada's face.
Oh, for Faranth's sake! Larrikith muttered to herself, the sound of human and dragon voices was still loud and abrasive and the little green was sure she was getting a headache. She had no idea how Talian was managing to hear his own thoughts, let alone the speech of the other humans bustling around the room with him. It had to stop! Standing outside the window so she could peer in, Larrikith took a moment to watch through her own eyes instead of B'jin's, who was oblivious to any and everything but the girl. Your lover's about six steps to your left. Larrikith said in amusement, watching as B'jin startled again and his head whipped around to find R'nd with surprise, standing with Valerian and Allendris, no less. Gaze shifting with a thoughtful look, B'jin realised he had a personal connection with most of the people in the room, and he wasn't sure exactly how well that was going to bode for him when D'ren quizzed him on why, exactly, another one of his chosen kids was trying to kill themselves.
'Why me' was trying desperately to make it's way into B'jin's line of thought, though Talian's bark had his mind clearing and B'jin's weight swaying forward, intent on moving in to assist with holding down the girl so Talian could work. He managed to take four steps before he was frozen in place by R'nd's warning look. Emotions swirled over B'jin's face faster than colours in a dragon's eye, before he settled on a playful pout and slipped across to join the two Weyrlings. His fingers brushing R'nd's waist as he passed in a silent greeting, B'jin gave an amused snort when he caught the man's words to Jada, brown eyes laughing.
R'nd's glance and smile had B'jin's eyebrows arching high and a teasing smirk appeared on his own lips, expression twisting into wide eyed innocence. "I'm sure I have no idea what he's talking about!" B'jin used turns of training to pull up a tone of indignantly playful horror. He broke it with a cheerful grin and a wink to the bluerider. Feeling eyes on him, an eyebrow arched with a mirthful question when he caught Valerian staring at him. His smirk widened slightly, blatantly asking the young man 'jealous?'. While B'jin had no serious interest in Valerian beyond their bizarre form of friendship, he wasn't about to miss the opportunity to tease the young man. Allendris was an entirely different story, but his relationship with the stoic young man was generally limited to an extreme lack of alcohol (the horror!) and gentle teasing that revolved around B'jin being a pirate (something B'jin would likely never let him live down. Ever.). As a result, while he stood companionably with the two young men, it was Valerian at the brunt of his humour, rather than Allendris.
Satisfied that her human was functioning once more, Larrikith's mind reached out to touch gently on that of Krypth, her voice soft but determined as she bespoke the baby queen. Your girl is being looked after by the very best, Larrikith said seriously, her tone carrying the conviction of someone with experience in the matter. And he will soon have her well again... there was a resounding 'but' there, as Larrikith paused before continuing. However, if he has to work in all this noise, he surely is going to take that much longer. So, if your Queenliness would be so kind as to shut up the chorus of dragons squawking like Wherries, you will find your human back where she belongs that much faster. Larrikith's voice was firm in her conviction of this, though she was particularly thankful that B'jin was preoccupied while she bespoke the young gold. Sometimes, a green just had to do what she had to do and without the power to make the idiot beasts still squawking do as she said, the tiny dragon turned on one of those that could. She had the power, and she might as well learn to use it when it would really count.
