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05.Jan.13, 09:59 AM
Talian squeezed B'jin and sighed. His old concerns continued to swirl around in his head, and his usual resignation was blended with an odd soothing that came from Khaduceth. It was strange. Optimism wasn't in Talian's nature and he didn't like it. He didn't like cheeriness and 'look on the bright side' attitudes. Khaduceth wasn't quite that, though. Instead of cheerfully optimistic, the dragon was sturdy and quietly reassuring. He wasn't interested in telling Talian to think differently or to change to adapt to a situation he didn't want to be in. Khaduceth wanted Talian to remain quietly comfortable with himself; something Talian always tried to do, but sometimes lacked the strength for.
He sighed, looking up to B'jin and managing a dry smile of his own. Shit did indeed happen. "When it rains, it pours," Talian replied, answering one well-used adage with another. He glanced over at Khaduceth, having a hard time imagining his attitude being any different if the little bastard was a green. The dragonet's eyes danced, amused at the sheer silliness of the idea. He is incorrect the dragonet said with precision and poise. I could not have been a green. I am a male.
Talian groaned. "I don't think that's what he meant," he replied over his shoulder, causing Khaduceth to tilt his head to one side in amusement. Talian couldn't tell if the little beast was overly-literal or heavily sarcastic, but either one felt fine and natural. How weird. It was like the universe crafted the damn thing just for him.
The healer looked back at B'jin and let his head rest against the man. Fellis climbed down to the floor and crept over to Khaduceth, sniffing. "He insists he couldn't have been a green," Talian explained, figuring it was rude to break the conversation for a moment and not explain why. He didn't realize his father's mistrust for browns, and he didn't think about how his words might sound, either.
Behind him, Khaduceth lowered his snout and bumped it against Fellis, knocking the little beast onto his haunches and earning a squeak from him. Khaduceth rumbled softly and nosed his little brother reassuringly, quickly earning a flurry of kisses on the end of his snout. Fellis was obviously taken with the brown dragonet, and Khaduceth had taken to him tenderly. In spite of his youth, the dragon seemed to place himself firmly as the fire lizard's superior and protector. Talian was pleased with this, as it seemed to soothe Fellis as much as it soothed him. Khaduceth was like the best blanket ever. And a stress ball, too.
Talian liked it when he did that. It was almost like the touch of a healer.
"Be careful with him, okay? He's my little friend," Talian whispered to the dragon, though his face was still very much buried in B'jin. Or was he talking to B'jin, and about Khaduceth? I would never harm him Khaduceth said moments after, his smooth voice making Talian feel unexpectedly warm. Between B'jin and his new partner, Talian felt like even in the face of his greatest fear, nothing could harm him.
"Thank you for coming," Talian said, wiping his eyes before the puddles turned into tears. He detached himself, looking sweetly at his father and slipping into a cross-legged position to match. "I just...it's been a crazy day," he said, rubbing his forehead. His mixed expression but relaxed posture said it all without saying anything; he wasn't happy about his future, but he felt a lot better about facing it. "I don't know what I'd do without you. I told someone special not long ago that it's almost scary to think about not being brought here, because then I wouldn't have met you..."
Just think...he might have never met B'jin. Or Valerian. Or Khaduceth. They were all so much better than what he'd left behind. In a fucked up way, even Fellis was worth it. The fire lizard chirped and disappeared from the floor, reappearing to neatly alight himself on Talian's shoulder, having sensed the loving emotions rolling off of him. Khaduceth sensed them as well, and eagerly got up and crawled the few feet to put his head in the boy's lap, like it had always belonged there. Talian smiled down at him and stroked his nose.
"I'm going to try really hard, B'jin," he promised softly. "For all of you, okay?"
He sighed, looking up to B'jin and managing a dry smile of his own. Shit did indeed happen. "When it rains, it pours," Talian replied, answering one well-used adage with another. He glanced over at Khaduceth, having a hard time imagining his attitude being any different if the little bastard was a green. The dragonet's eyes danced, amused at the sheer silliness of the idea. He is incorrect the dragonet said with precision and poise. I could not have been a green. I am a male.
Talian groaned. "I don't think that's what he meant," he replied over his shoulder, causing Khaduceth to tilt his head to one side in amusement. Talian couldn't tell if the little beast was overly-literal or heavily sarcastic, but either one felt fine and natural. How weird. It was like the universe crafted the damn thing just for him.
The healer looked back at B'jin and let his head rest against the man. Fellis climbed down to the floor and crept over to Khaduceth, sniffing. "He insists he couldn't have been a green," Talian explained, figuring it was rude to break the conversation for a moment and not explain why. He didn't realize his father's mistrust for browns, and he didn't think about how his words might sound, either.
Behind him, Khaduceth lowered his snout and bumped it against Fellis, knocking the little beast onto his haunches and earning a squeak from him. Khaduceth rumbled softly and nosed his little brother reassuringly, quickly earning a flurry of kisses on the end of his snout. Fellis was obviously taken with the brown dragonet, and Khaduceth had taken to him tenderly. In spite of his youth, the dragon seemed to place himself firmly as the fire lizard's superior and protector. Talian was pleased with this, as it seemed to soothe Fellis as much as it soothed him. Khaduceth was like the best blanket ever. And a stress ball, too.
Talian liked it when he did that. It was almost like the touch of a healer.
"Be careful with him, okay? He's my little friend," Talian whispered to the dragon, though his face was still very much buried in B'jin. Or was he talking to B'jin, and about Khaduceth? I would never harm him Khaduceth said moments after, his smooth voice making Talian feel unexpectedly warm. Between B'jin and his new partner, Talian felt like even in the face of his greatest fear, nothing could harm him.
"Thank you for coming," Talian said, wiping his eyes before the puddles turned into tears. He detached himself, looking sweetly at his father and slipping into a cross-legged position to match. "I just...it's been a crazy day," he said, rubbing his forehead. His mixed expression but relaxed posture said it all without saying anything; he wasn't happy about his future, but he felt a lot better about facing it. "I don't know what I'd do without you. I told someone special not long ago that it's almost scary to think about not being brought here, because then I wouldn't have met you..."
Just think...he might have never met B'jin. Or Valerian. Or Khaduceth. They were all so much better than what he'd left behind. In a fucked up way, even Fellis was worth it. The fire lizard chirped and disappeared from the floor, reappearing to neatly alight himself on Talian's shoulder, having sensed the loving emotions rolling off of him. Khaduceth sensed them as well, and eagerly got up and crawled the few feet to put his head in the boy's lap, like it had always belonged there. Talian smiled down at him and stroked his nose.
"I'm going to try really hard, B'jin," he promised softly. "For all of you, okay?"
