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31.May.19, 11:36 AM
“We can do that!” T’bia exclaimed, delighted that M’dox had thought of something interesting and he quickly set about pouncing on the first pile of clothing, holding each item up before tossing them either left or right. Some items were easy, and he’d barely picked them up before he tossed them onto their new pile – heavy and warm like items to the left, light and summery items to the right – but some he held up questioningly towards M’dox, an eyebrow arched just slightly so the brownrider could indicate which pile he felt it was most suitable for.
While M’dox owned what most folks – dragonriders or otherwise – would have found curious, T’bia didn’t comment on them, either verbally or mentally. Primarily, this was because T’bia wasn’t looking at the items, he was judging them purely on whether the material was summery or wintery (and as such, some items might have ended up in a slightly off kilter pile) and not what the item was.
“You have so much clothing!” T’bia gushed, trying to sound dramatic and put upon, but failing magnificently as he picked up a scarf and flicked the end of it towards M’dox’s thighs. He laughed good naturedly as he moved onto the next pile; this one was all shades of yellows and golds, though the oranges had made the pile too big and he’d split them out early on. “How do you find time to wear them all?” He was grinning, but his question was genuine and innocent. T’bia had though he owned a lot of clothing, but really, he probably only had a ‘lot’ compared to what he’d had growing up in Katila. M’dox surely had more than all the Lords of Telgar region together! He giggled again, wrapping the scarf around his head and neck and fluttering his eyelashes at M’dox playfully.
While M’dox owned what most folks – dragonriders or otherwise – would have found curious, T’bia didn’t comment on them, either verbally or mentally. Primarily, this was because T’bia wasn’t looking at the items, he was judging them purely on whether the material was summery or wintery (and as such, some items might have ended up in a slightly off kilter pile) and not what the item was.
“You have so much clothing!” T’bia gushed, trying to sound dramatic and put upon, but failing magnificently as he picked up a scarf and flicked the end of it towards M’dox’s thighs. He laughed good naturedly as he moved onto the next pile; this one was all shades of yellows and golds, though the oranges had made the pile too big and he’d split them out early on. “How do you find time to wear them all?” He was grinning, but his question was genuine and innocent. T’bia had though he owned a lot of clothing, but really, he probably only had a ‘lot’ compared to what he’d had growing up in Katila. M’dox surely had more than all the Lords of Telgar region together! He giggled again, wrapping the scarf around his head and neck and fluttering his eyelashes at M’dox playfully.
