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23.Nov.12, 05:02 AM
He lies.
I know.
There weren’t any of the usual tell tale signs of B’jin lying on display now but R’nd refused to believe hitting his head on the bath caused such a problem. His friend had, after all, just come from a flight with S’kef and given what he knew about their past together, R’nd refused to believe it was simple sex, a thanks, and parting of ways. It went on far too long for anything of an innocent nature to happen and the bluerider curled his hands into fists that rested on his thighs as he thought about the hated man.
And that was exactly why B’jin was lying.
His friend, his sweet and caring friend, didn’t want anything bad to happen to those he kept close and B’jin wasn’t a fool; he knew R’nd would charge after S’kef, especially given the Turnover debacle. Oh, that went badly for the bluerider and he was miserable with pain – though he did his best not to show he was in pain to anyone, especially B’jin – R’nd was glad he landed a punch and ended up taking the brownrider’s violent attention away from B’jin. And then there was his outburst during the flight and how he warranted guards on his hut. His anger had receded enough to be replaced by concern and fear but it was close to surfacing again soon as he watched the way B’jin trembled and cowered away from Talian and him.
What had that monster done to him?
R’nd was shaken from his inner battle over feeling useless, wanting to hold B’jin, and wanting to hurt S’kef, when a timid voice spoke his name, causing him to look up at B’jin. “Me,” he agreed, just as softly, his own relief showing in that single affirmation. His fears that he wasn’t recognised, or was but wasn’t needed, faded as the greenrider seemed to have a moment of clarity. Still, he didn’t want to crowd in and make B’jin feel like he was being cornered despite him realising who was there with him. Besides, another kick to the chest didn’t sound too appealing to R’nd! It hurt but he could now sadly say he knew from experience that nothing was broken; only sore and that would be fleeting.
When Talian said he needed assistance, R’nd hesitated. A part of him wanted to scurry away, afraid he’d do more damage, like he probably had with his poor handling of getting B’jin out of the water. He was useless in medical situations and they would be better off calling for someone else—
You are not useless. Those few seconds you had B’jin above water could have made for a different ending if you didn’t act as you had and left him until Talian arrived. Ayyonth’s voice, always so calm and soothing – when he wasn’t teasing his bonded – wrapped around R’nd and he gave a small nod of acknowledgement, though he still wasn’t convinced. You were also the one that was there when the young goldrider needed medical attention and we brought her to the Healing Hall for Talian to properly examine her and you helped where you could inside. This is no different. R’nd nodded again and released a slow ragged breath as he steadied his nerves and a hand wiped away the drying tears he had shed out of fear of losing B’jin.
“Wait,” Talian may not have thought about it, just like he hadn’t with Jada and her breasts being exposed either – the young man going into complete professional mode – but R’nd noticed B’jin’s lack of clothing and knew his lover would protest leaving the room without some sort of covering. He may lack morals when it came to himself but R’nd knew when to keep the modesty of others intact. His own clothing was wet and clinging to him which wouldn’t do much good but the towel that was likely to be used by B’jin after the bath was spotted and R’nd grabbed it after getting to his feet.
Working with Talian they eased B’jin off the ground and once they succeeded, R’nd motioned for Talian to take more of the weight for a moment while R’nd shook out the towel, “I’m going to secure the towel around your waist, okay, love?” He was being overly cautious but R’nd didn’t want to assume such an action would be appreciated and didn’t want to startle B’jin by an extra set of hands so close to groin again.
“How are we doing this, Talian?” R’nd didn’t know if they wanted to walk all the way there or risk a dragon carrying B’jin but he wasn’t making any sort of call like that, not when a Healer was there and knew best. He was Talian’s servant, and if the mood wasn’t so dire, he may have pointed that out and joked about Talian having his own dragonrider to boss around.
I know.
There weren’t any of the usual tell tale signs of B’jin lying on display now but R’nd refused to believe hitting his head on the bath caused such a problem. His friend had, after all, just come from a flight with S’kef and given what he knew about their past together, R’nd refused to believe it was simple sex, a thanks, and parting of ways. It went on far too long for anything of an innocent nature to happen and the bluerider curled his hands into fists that rested on his thighs as he thought about the hated man.
And that was exactly why B’jin was lying.
His friend, his sweet and caring friend, didn’t want anything bad to happen to those he kept close and B’jin wasn’t a fool; he knew R’nd would charge after S’kef, especially given the Turnover debacle. Oh, that went badly for the bluerider and he was miserable with pain – though he did his best not to show he was in pain to anyone, especially B’jin – R’nd was glad he landed a punch and ended up taking the brownrider’s violent attention away from B’jin. And then there was his outburst during the flight and how he warranted guards on his hut. His anger had receded enough to be replaced by concern and fear but it was close to surfacing again soon as he watched the way B’jin trembled and cowered away from Talian and him.
What had that monster done to him?
R’nd was shaken from his inner battle over feeling useless, wanting to hold B’jin, and wanting to hurt S’kef, when a timid voice spoke his name, causing him to look up at B’jin. “Me,” he agreed, just as softly, his own relief showing in that single affirmation. His fears that he wasn’t recognised, or was but wasn’t needed, faded as the greenrider seemed to have a moment of clarity. Still, he didn’t want to crowd in and make B’jin feel like he was being cornered despite him realising who was there with him. Besides, another kick to the chest didn’t sound too appealing to R’nd! It hurt but he could now sadly say he knew from experience that nothing was broken; only sore and that would be fleeting.
When Talian said he needed assistance, R’nd hesitated. A part of him wanted to scurry away, afraid he’d do more damage, like he probably had with his poor handling of getting B’jin out of the water. He was useless in medical situations and they would be better off calling for someone else—
You are not useless. Those few seconds you had B’jin above water could have made for a different ending if you didn’t act as you had and left him until Talian arrived. Ayyonth’s voice, always so calm and soothing – when he wasn’t teasing his bonded – wrapped around R’nd and he gave a small nod of acknowledgement, though he still wasn’t convinced. You were also the one that was there when the young goldrider needed medical attention and we brought her to the Healing Hall for Talian to properly examine her and you helped where you could inside. This is no different. R’nd nodded again and released a slow ragged breath as he steadied his nerves and a hand wiped away the drying tears he had shed out of fear of losing B’jin.
“Wait,” Talian may not have thought about it, just like he hadn’t with Jada and her breasts being exposed either – the young man going into complete professional mode – but R’nd noticed B’jin’s lack of clothing and knew his lover would protest leaving the room without some sort of covering. He may lack morals when it came to himself but R’nd knew when to keep the modesty of others intact. His own clothing was wet and clinging to him which wouldn’t do much good but the towel that was likely to be used by B’jin after the bath was spotted and R’nd grabbed it after getting to his feet.
Working with Talian they eased B’jin off the ground and once they succeeded, R’nd motioned for Talian to take more of the weight for a moment while R’nd shook out the towel, “I’m going to secure the towel around your waist, okay, love?” He was being overly cautious but R’nd didn’t want to assume such an action would be appreciated and didn’t want to startle B’jin by an extra set of hands so close to groin again.
“How are we doing this, Talian?” R’nd didn’t know if they wanted to walk all the way there or risk a dragon carrying B’jin but he wasn’t making any sort of call like that, not when a Healer was there and knew best. He was Talian’s servant, and if the mood wasn’t so dire, he may have pointed that out and joked about Talian having his own dragonrider to boss around.
