24.Aug.12, 09:01 AM
You don't talk anymore? Astoreth asked, flat and unbelieving. What sort of stunt was Tyrrisath pulling? Astoreth didn't remember that flight anymore. Rila must be remembering it through constant reminders from her rider, and if Tyrrisath was avoiding them, then he was probably going through the same thing. That was stupid. Stupid! They needed to stop being stupid!
The green snorted and her eyes flared with a sudden swirl of red. She wasn't possessive of her mates, but from what she understood, that pair had once enjoyed a bond. Why was Tyrrisath so willing to just throw that away? She glanced across the rooftops and watched as the gold-etched brown settled. You ought to go after him Astoreth said bluntly. That's what she would do. Then again, who actually wanted Tyrrisath? Girlfriend, you are desperate.
Aveleth is much better she concluded haughtily. And I don't mind sharing
A'liran had pulled himself away from any conversation with Astoreth and was now focused fully on J'ver. "Ah, I see. You thought you were clever, cozying up to the big, strong Weyrsecond?" he asked, sounding impressed. He'd always imagined that was a big part of their bond, and J'ver was known to throw away what he no longer had use for. "I kind of like that. It's refreshing, to see one of them getting used and thrown away for once, instead of one of us."
He smiled, almost playfully. A'liran didn't like J'ver. He never had, and he was still uncertain of how he felt about this turn of events. He did know it was a good thing though, and pretty entertaining at that.
The next part made him lift a brow. He'd given J'ver the benefit of the doubt up to this point, but the comment about a 'mistreatment in the past' was irksome. "I'd think you'd be madder, considering how he used to beat you up all the time." That was a bold claim and based entirely on rumors, but how could it not be true? The pair made it so...obvious.
The green snorted and her eyes flared with a sudden swirl of red. She wasn't possessive of her mates, but from what she understood, that pair had once enjoyed a bond. Why was Tyrrisath so willing to just throw that away? She glanced across the rooftops and watched as the gold-etched brown settled. You ought to go after him Astoreth said bluntly. That's what she would do. Then again, who actually wanted Tyrrisath? Girlfriend, you are desperate.
Aveleth is much better she concluded haughtily. And I don't mind sharing
A'liran had pulled himself away from any conversation with Astoreth and was now focused fully on J'ver. "Ah, I see. You thought you were clever, cozying up to the big, strong Weyrsecond?" he asked, sounding impressed. He'd always imagined that was a big part of their bond, and J'ver was known to throw away what he no longer had use for. "I kind of like that. It's refreshing, to see one of them getting used and thrown away for once, instead of one of us."
He smiled, almost playfully. A'liran didn't like J'ver. He never had, and he was still uncertain of how he felt about this turn of events. He did know it was a good thing though, and pretty entertaining at that.
The next part made him lift a brow. He'd given J'ver the benefit of the doubt up to this point, but the comment about a 'mistreatment in the past' was irksome. "I'd think you'd be madder, considering how he used to beat you up all the time." That was a bold claim and based entirely on rumors, but how could it not be true? The pair made it so...obvious.