12.Oct.18, 07:11 AM
When Halomirth let Zeianth know that F’drel was out visiting with the Weyrleader, D’hys found that rather intriguing and not at all annoyed the man wasn’t home when he stopped in for a visit. Instead, he left Zeianth to visit with the friendly green and was making his way to the Dining Cavern when he saw M’ris escorting a young woman around the Weyr. That led to him questioning people about who she was as he snacked on some fruit. He was still chatting, this time with the ever so charming J’ver when F’drel entered with what was obviously a Lord. J’ver informed him that was his second cousin, Jalazmar, the husband to the Lady M’ris had been with. Since J’ver was in a good mood, he even offered up the information about Jalazmar owning F’drel’s siblings and how they were a gift from Lord Nabol.
His little greenrider was turning out to be far more fascinating than he imagined. But he didn’t want to see the man yet and slipped out when F’drel continued his beeline for the kitchen. D’hys suspected the greenrider would return home after his errand, probably exhausted from his socialising so he stood outside F’drel’s door, leaning against the wall, affecting an air of boredom as he waited. F’drel wouldn’t care one wit if he actually had been left waiting for hours for his return, it was part of why he enjoyed the man so much. He had a bit of spine to him and a bit of spunk that actually made him add his own term to the deal of him being a piece of ass on the side. D’hys admired the way F’drel wanted to be able to say he was busy and toss the bluerider aside if he showed up looking for some action, so he had agreed.
It was initially the reason he had stopped in, deciding to partake in a little afternoon delight before working on the task R’nya had sent him on. Now, though, while that was still the idea, D’hys had come up with a new way to use F’drel. It had been on his mind for a while but now seemed like a good time to make the offer to F’drel. He wondered what the greenrider would want in return and looked forward to finding out; though most were happy with the offer he gave without adding to it.
His little greenrider was turning out to be far more fascinating than he imagined. But he didn’t want to see the man yet and slipped out when F’drel continued his beeline for the kitchen. D’hys suspected the greenrider would return home after his errand, probably exhausted from his socialising so he stood outside F’drel’s door, leaning against the wall, affecting an air of boredom as he waited. F’drel wouldn’t care one wit if he actually had been left waiting for hours for his return, it was part of why he enjoyed the man so much. He had a bit of spine to him and a bit of spunk that actually made him add his own term to the deal of him being a piece of ass on the side. D’hys admired the way F’drel wanted to be able to say he was busy and toss the bluerider aside if he showed up looking for some action, so he had agreed.
It was initially the reason he had stopped in, deciding to partake in a little afternoon delight before working on the task R’nya had sent him on. Now, though, while that was still the idea, D’hys had come up with a new way to use F’drel. It had been on his mind for a while but now seemed like a good time to make the offer to F’drel. He wondered what the greenrider would want in return and looked forward to finding out; though most were happy with the offer he gave without adding to it.