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16.Jul.12, 09:01 AM
Ayyonth was enjoying the festivities from the sideline with Larrikith beside him and the little blue weyrling that seemed to admire Larrikith just as much as he did. Veeth always seemed to be near at gatherings, though he didn’t mind. He was amusing and rather adorable, and of course, he made their mutual favourite green happy and sent her ego soaring. How many other greens could claim to have two young blues vying for her attention?
He watched R’nd for a while as he flirted with everyone he came across and doled out kisses to everyone he called friend or had once known intimately. His bonded loved social gatherings of any size and sort but seemed particularly fond of Turnover. Ayyonth suspected it had something to do with the excessive amount of alcohol and the chance to kiss so many people without being punched; or so R’nd hoped. He was also amused at Larrikith poking about R’nd’s mind. They both seemed much more comfortable with it since the first connection and laughed as he saw his human, also laughing, stick his tongue out in the general direction of where they sat. It was good seeing everyone in such high spirits.
At Larrikith’s hinting of something amazing about to happen, she once again had his full attention. He nuzzled her sweetly as she explained the idea and purred his approval. You are such a devious minx. Of course I’m in! R’nd and B’jin were going to have such fascinating reactions! Hopefully, when sober, it didn’t involve killing their troublesome dragons. Any fears he had, which were none truth be told, were completely ignored when Larrikith reported a good number of males willing to play along to make it a legitimate looking flight.
He waited long enough for Larrikith to put on her show of rising and then turned toward Veeth, feeling a bit bad for the little guy that couldn’t join in on the mischief. Sorry, little one. I think watching everyone’s reactions will be just as fun as causing them. With that said, Ayyonth turned his attention to R’nd so he could point out the obvious, since everyone had to have heard and seen Larrikith by then. Larrikith flies.
R’nd turned toward Ayyonth and despite being so far apart, gave him a droll look. I can see that. Why does she fly? Ayyonth mentally shrugged before spreading his wings and taking off to begin the staged chase, why do any greens fly? R’nd only stared in disbelief as he watched the males start to join the spirited green in the sky, following her playful pattern. This likely wasn’t going to lead to anything good.
Grey eyes quickly scanned the crowd until he found B’jin. R’nd made his way through the gawking men and women, stumbling as he went though he didn’t realise it was due to alcohol and not flightlust, until he reached the stunned rider. “Why…?” Words escaped him as he tried to ask why Larrikith was flying right then and there.
Actually, the better question was, why was he still coherent and not falling into the blissful spiral of flightlust? R’nd’s eyes went wide as he thought about how much alcohol he had had that night. Had he discovered the secret to keeping his own mind while Ayyonth chased a green? “Being drunk makes you sober in flights,” he mumbled aloud, meaning to keep it to himself and maybe B’jin but anyone close by could have overheard. Was that actually possible? When he looked at B’jin he felt the stirring of lust so perhaps being drunk had only slowed the inevitable.
He watched R’nd for a while as he flirted with everyone he came across and doled out kisses to everyone he called friend or had once known intimately. His bonded loved social gatherings of any size and sort but seemed particularly fond of Turnover. Ayyonth suspected it had something to do with the excessive amount of alcohol and the chance to kiss so many people without being punched; or so R’nd hoped. He was also amused at Larrikith poking about R’nd’s mind. They both seemed much more comfortable with it since the first connection and laughed as he saw his human, also laughing, stick his tongue out in the general direction of where they sat. It was good seeing everyone in such high spirits.
At Larrikith’s hinting of something amazing about to happen, she once again had his full attention. He nuzzled her sweetly as she explained the idea and purred his approval. You are such a devious minx. Of course I’m in! R’nd and B’jin were going to have such fascinating reactions! Hopefully, when sober, it didn’t involve killing their troublesome dragons. Any fears he had, which were none truth be told, were completely ignored when Larrikith reported a good number of males willing to play along to make it a legitimate looking flight.
He waited long enough for Larrikith to put on her show of rising and then turned toward Veeth, feeling a bit bad for the little guy that couldn’t join in on the mischief. Sorry, little one. I think watching everyone’s reactions will be just as fun as causing them. With that said, Ayyonth turned his attention to R’nd so he could point out the obvious, since everyone had to have heard and seen Larrikith by then. Larrikith flies.
R’nd turned toward Ayyonth and despite being so far apart, gave him a droll look. I can see that. Why does she fly? Ayyonth mentally shrugged before spreading his wings and taking off to begin the staged chase, why do any greens fly? R’nd only stared in disbelief as he watched the males start to join the spirited green in the sky, following her playful pattern. This likely wasn’t going to lead to anything good.
Grey eyes quickly scanned the crowd until he found B’jin. R’nd made his way through the gawking men and women, stumbling as he went though he didn’t realise it was due to alcohol and not flightlust, until he reached the stunned rider. “Why…?” Words escaped him as he tried to ask why Larrikith was flying right then and there.
Actually, the better question was, why was he still coherent and not falling into the blissful spiral of flightlust? R’nd’s eyes went wide as he thought about how much alcohol he had had that night. Had he discovered the secret to keeping his own mind while Ayyonth chased a green? “Being drunk makes you sober in flights,” he mumbled aloud, meaning to keep it to himself and maybe B’jin but anyone close by could have overheard. Was that actually possible? When he looked at B’jin he felt the stirring of lust so perhaps being drunk had only slowed the inevitable.
