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03.Feb.12, 03:54 PM
B'jin and Talian.. an item? She took a moment to muddle over the sublte implications of this. They wre both male-not uncommon in Falen's Hold (most of the ladies were put up on pedastals anyway). But the hand squeeze made her more concerned. "Tal, don't move." she said firmly. She walked slowly away, and then after clearing some space broke into a dead run. Bag, and then go back to Tal, and his... friend. B'jin was -as far as she knew according to everyone else- really a gentle person and she could see it with his response and concern with Tal.
But as she returned with her bag slung over her shoulder bouncing against her hip. Lymlseia tried to keep her laughter down as she replayed the 'It's not what it looks like in her mind. She did catch the first part of the statement and stepping up to Talian she set her bag down, ignoring B'jin essential. "Tal.. you NEED to tell what you took. Please." her voice was concerned as she reached foreward to check is pulse, she stopped her eyes flickering to his face. Were his pupils dilated? If he'd been depressed-- he'd have taken a stimulant...
Oh definately. That'd explain the behavior. Stimulants made some peoples body chemistry weird. This qualified as an extreme switch of behavior and personality. As Kerrin spoke she winced. Wow, a barb from someone she didn't know. Did Talian actually perfer men- not that it bothered much. But it did sting a little bit. Just a little.
To Par'a Lymlseia waved her bag. "I went and got it, easier to do, once I realized how short the distance can be.." she managed to breath towards the woman. She wasn't exactly out of breath, but it was clear the dash had made her a little breathless. Lymsleia looked at her small dish of cheesy potatoes ogratin. It would be all cold by the time she got to it now.. Ahh such is the of the Healer.
The Bellowing and yelling caught her off guard. She fought down a sudden rise of panic. She hated fighting and arguing, it induced such a response. Do not cower. She repeated to herself as tears began to well in her eyes. He considered Talian, his own? his Own what? child? Love? She momentarily sat back from Talian and B'jin. She'd be so close when he Bellowed she'd not realized she clutched the table, and was turning her fingers almost purple-red with the pressure.
"B'jin." she whispered softly. "Calm down,please. for Tal's sake. He may be under a stimulant, and depending on what he took, your shouting could kill him!!" she whispered it so low, she wasn't sure she could be heard. But her own heart was pound. She hated that sound, the sound of yelling and anger.
But as she returned with her bag slung over her shoulder bouncing against her hip. Lymlseia tried to keep her laughter down as she replayed the 'It's not what it looks like in her mind. She did catch the first part of the statement and stepping up to Talian she set her bag down, ignoring B'jin essential. "Tal.. you NEED to tell what you took. Please." her voice was concerned as she reached foreward to check is pulse, she stopped her eyes flickering to his face. Were his pupils dilated? If he'd been depressed-- he'd have taken a stimulant...
Oh definately. That'd explain the behavior. Stimulants made some peoples body chemistry weird. This qualified as an extreme switch of behavior and personality. As Kerrin spoke she winced. Wow, a barb from someone she didn't know. Did Talian actually perfer men- not that it bothered much. But it did sting a little bit. Just a little.
To Par'a Lymlseia waved her bag. "I went and got it, easier to do, once I realized how short the distance can be.." she managed to breath towards the woman. She wasn't exactly out of breath, but it was clear the dash had made her a little breathless. Lymsleia looked at her small dish of cheesy potatoes ogratin. It would be all cold by the time she got to it now.. Ahh such is the of the Healer.
The Bellowing and yelling caught her off guard. She fought down a sudden rise of panic. She hated fighting and arguing, it induced such a response. Do not cower. She repeated to herself as tears began to well in her eyes. He considered Talian, his own? his Own what? child? Love? She momentarily sat back from Talian and B'jin. She'd be so close when he Bellowed she'd not realized she clutched the table, and was turning her fingers almost purple-red with the pressure.
"B'jin." she whispered softly. "Calm down,please. for Tal's sake. He may be under a stimulant, and depending on what he took, your shouting could kill him!!" she whispered it so low, she wasn't sure she could be heard. But her own heart was pound. She hated that sound, the sound of yelling and anger.
