05.Aug.19, 03:46 AM
R’vi never paid Touchings too much mind when they were happening though he always popped in some time after to see what the Candidates thought. But having heard the ruckus on the Sands from his weyr, he started to get a bit worried. Vydoriath kept him informed, stating Thallyath wasn’t pleased—rightfully so with a blue winning her Maiden Flight and clutching so small—but reported no injuries.
Vydoriath noted that Candidates had left early, some looking shaken up, but R’vi didn’t want to crowd them, especially since others skilled in more than a comforting touch were likely already circling. Still, about an hour after that happened, R’vi found himself drawn to the common room, wondering if any of the Candidates he was a bit closer to had been among the ones to leave and how they were doing.
He scanned the room upon entering, finding some he knew casually before spotting L’gan with Sariel. He foolishly hadn’t even thought about the sweet Healer girl and he mentally kicked himself. It wasn’t that she was delicate and needed everyone holding her hand every step of the way but he supposed the woman starring in the middle of a recent threesome should have been a bit more to the forefront of his thoughts.
“Hey, Spicy,” R’vi greeted Sariel as he approached the pair. At some point during their night together he had given Sariel the nickname. He had instantly labelled her as cute and would have assumed meek and that she was just playing with the idea of being a bad girl with some dragonriders. But he had been pleasantly wrong. She was hot and could leave a man speechless, just like a spicy food.
“Not even gonna ask how you’re doing,” mostly because the shock was on her face so he knew she at least had a good view of the gold showdown and possibly even went through with the Touching. R’vi did wonder what was shown to the poor Candidates, knowing how many eggs he had Touched over the turns and how the negative ones got to him.
“Just gonna offer up some special blue comfort if green isn’t enough for you.” He grinned at them both, showing he was teasing L’gan but he was also serious as he took her hand in his. “Though he can come along again, I guess. He is a pretty good bed warmer, eh?”
Vydoriath noted that Candidates had left early, some looking shaken up, but R’vi didn’t want to crowd them, especially since others skilled in more than a comforting touch were likely already circling. Still, about an hour after that happened, R’vi found himself drawn to the common room, wondering if any of the Candidates he was a bit closer to had been among the ones to leave and how they were doing.
He scanned the room upon entering, finding some he knew casually before spotting L’gan with Sariel. He foolishly hadn’t even thought about the sweet Healer girl and he mentally kicked himself. It wasn’t that she was delicate and needed everyone holding her hand every step of the way but he supposed the woman starring in the middle of a recent threesome should have been a bit more to the forefront of his thoughts.
“Hey, Spicy,” R’vi greeted Sariel as he approached the pair. At some point during their night together he had given Sariel the nickname. He had instantly labelled her as cute and would have assumed meek and that she was just playing with the idea of being a bad girl with some dragonriders. But he had been pleasantly wrong. She was hot and could leave a man speechless, just like a spicy food.
“Not even gonna ask how you’re doing,” mostly because the shock was on her face so he knew she at least had a good view of the gold showdown and possibly even went through with the Touching. R’vi did wonder what was shown to the poor Candidates, knowing how many eggs he had Touched over the turns and how the negative ones got to him.
“Just gonna offer up some special blue comfort if green isn’t enough for you.” He grinned at them both, showing he was teasing L’gan but he was also serious as he took her hand in his. “Though he can come along again, I guess. He is a pretty good bed warmer, eh?”