18.Jun.13, 09:13 PM
Isscer was preaching to the choir, but the irritably greenrider knew he didn't have to point that out. Iisscer knew by now that A'liran was totally on his side, and A'liran knew that it was like to be pissed off and just need to spew it at anyone who would listen. He did it on a regular basis, if not to one of his friends than to Astoreth. Venting was therapeutic. So instead of rebutting, he just nodded, his sour expression lingering as he sipped away at the wine.
That is, until Astoreth's distress reached him. He hissed and pitched forward, only distantly aware of Isscer's offer. "...Nah...I'm fine..." he said with a grunt. He reached out to Astoreth, trying to reassure and comfort her as the keening picked up. He could hear the sound now, and even hear his own little fire lizards joining in, their tiny voices just as haunting and sad as those of their larger cousins.
"This is sick," A'liran declared, nostrils flaring and stomach heaving with disgust. He composed himself after a few long seconds, though the feeling of dread and anguish still lingered in his dragon, washing over to him and filling him with the same contempt. He scowled, but still managed to spare a thankful glance for Isscer. "..Thanks, though. I'm fine...she's just...she's upset," he said. 'And it's making me freak out a little." He shook his head a bit, trying to ground himself.
That is, until Astoreth's distress reached him. He hissed and pitched forward, only distantly aware of Isscer's offer. "...Nah...I'm fine..." he said with a grunt. He reached out to Astoreth, trying to reassure and comfort her as the keening picked up. He could hear the sound now, and even hear his own little fire lizards joining in, their tiny voices just as haunting and sad as those of their larger cousins.
"This is sick," A'liran declared, nostrils flaring and stomach heaving with disgust. He composed himself after a few long seconds, though the feeling of dread and anguish still lingered in his dragon, washing over to him and filling him with the same contempt. He scowled, but still managed to spare a thankful glance for Isscer. "..Thanks, though. I'm fine...she's just...she's upset," he said. 'And it's making me freak out a little." He shook his head a bit, trying to ground himself.