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20.May.12, 08:51 AM
If R’nd had to list things he hated, he was pretty sure losing a flight would top it. The sudden sense of loss as reality crashed back in on him while he stumbled away from the winner and the prize that were tearing away clothing wasn’t fun and certainly didn’t fluff up the ego any. The confusion that sometimes accompanied the loss, whether due to wondering how he managed to get to the current location or why he had been so desperate to win that particular flight when enough sense returned to clearly see the rider, never helped matters, only adding to the unfocused staggering steps back. What he did enjoy about those moments, however, was when there was a fellow loser that appealed to him within reach. The pity and slight comfort sex that came out of that wasn’t quite as frantic as when he was completely absorbed in the dragonlust from the win, but it was still pretty satisfying.
That afternoon, however, when he saw I’shan throwing himself at Par’a, R’nd couldn’t even raise an eyebrow of invite at J’dan. They had been chasing Par’a and Grith! That was bad enough but seeing that I’shan had won was slowly causing R’nd’s brain to leak out his ears. His friend wasn’t going to take that well when he came to later on. It was best to get going while he could.
As he stumbled out of the hut and back into the sun that seemed far too bright, R’nd could feel Ayyonth’s own disappointment and a moment later his beautiful blue had landed in front of him. R’nd wrapped his arms around Ayyonth’s neck, each feeding off the comfort they gave each other until rider was mounting dragon. “Let’s go…” R’nd wasn’t sure where he wanted to go so Ayyonth offered a suggestion, Home? He knew he wanted to go home and sulk as he wasn’t a big fan of losing either, but R’nd shook his head a moment later.
“No. B’jin’s.” He was still a bit in a daze but it seemed like a marvellous idea. After his own moment of pause to think about it, Ayyonth clearly agreed as he took off in the direction of B’jin’s hut. It was a lazy flight, almost as if they were crawling compared to the flying Ayyonth had done while chasing Grith – Grith! – but R’nd appreciated it. The cool breeze was refreshing and helping to snap him out of the shock of losing though when they finally did land outside of B’jin’s hut, R’nd’s mood had improved but not quite enough. It was a sign of exactly how out of it he was that R’nd didn’t wait outside or even lightly knock before opening the front door and peeking in. Typically he was far more cautious, not wanting to run across one of his friend’s children or to interrupt anything the man might be getting up to but right then, R’nd had one thing on his mind.
When B’jin was spotted, he was greeted with a large pout and arms circling around his waist as R’nd laid his head on his friend’s shoulder. “I almost… Par’a… but losing still sucks.”
That afternoon, however, when he saw I’shan throwing himself at Par’a, R’nd couldn’t even raise an eyebrow of invite at J’dan. They had been chasing Par’a and Grith! That was bad enough but seeing that I’shan had won was slowly causing R’nd’s brain to leak out his ears. His friend wasn’t going to take that well when he came to later on. It was best to get going while he could.
As he stumbled out of the hut and back into the sun that seemed far too bright, R’nd could feel Ayyonth’s own disappointment and a moment later his beautiful blue had landed in front of him. R’nd wrapped his arms around Ayyonth’s neck, each feeding off the comfort they gave each other until rider was mounting dragon. “Let’s go…” R’nd wasn’t sure where he wanted to go so Ayyonth offered a suggestion, Home? He knew he wanted to go home and sulk as he wasn’t a big fan of losing either, but R’nd shook his head a moment later.
“No. B’jin’s.” He was still a bit in a daze but it seemed like a marvellous idea. After his own moment of pause to think about it, Ayyonth clearly agreed as he took off in the direction of B’jin’s hut. It was a lazy flight, almost as if they were crawling compared to the flying Ayyonth had done while chasing Grith – Grith! – but R’nd appreciated it. The cool breeze was refreshing and helping to snap him out of the shock of losing though when they finally did land outside of B’jin’s hut, R’nd’s mood had improved but not quite enough. It was a sign of exactly how out of it he was that R’nd didn’t wait outside or even lightly knock before opening the front door and peeking in. Typically he was far more cautious, not wanting to run across one of his friend’s children or to interrupt anything the man might be getting up to but right then, R’nd had one thing on his mind.
When B’jin was spotted, he was greeted with a large pout and arms circling around his waist as R’nd laid his head on his friend’s shoulder. “I almost… Par’a… but losing still sucks.”
