08.Jan.13, 11:10 PM
A'liran, still sprawled on the sand, opened his eyes and gazed past B'run. His eyes fixed firmly Astoreth. "Of course they are," Ali said incredulously. Plotting dragons, the story of his life! Astoreth, however, didn't seem quite so convinced. A'liran, who do you take me for? Larrikith? she inquired. Astoreth wasn't exactly scandalized by his little quip, but she put on a show of mild indignation just the same. Plotting against him?! Had she not always stood by his side, no matter his idiot decisions?
She turned her head away and rubbed her nose against Olemuth's hide again. Ali is in an exceptionally good humor she said in deep amusement. The best part? It was the truth. He was being such a good boy today!
A'liran smirked. He liked that calculated spirit and the shadow of a temper he saw in his green. Love you, baby girl he said, sitting up in the sand and looking back to the bronzerider. For an exceedingly awkward moment, the greenrider's calculating eyes met with the bronzerider's. They stood in mutual assessment, Ali sizing B'run up as much as the bronzerider was doing the same for him. It was strange, and Ali wasn't sure if he liked it.
He didn't want to look away, though. A greenrider look away from a bronzerider's gaze? It was practically an act of submission, and that would not do. At least they weren't too physically close. Of course, A'liran's paranoid nature was doomed to bubble t the surface.
"Don't get any funny ideas," he said, cutting most of his usual hostility in exchange for pure wariness.
She turned her head away and rubbed her nose against Olemuth's hide again. Ali is in an exceptionally good humor she said in deep amusement. The best part? It was the truth. He was being such a good boy today!
A'liran smirked. He liked that calculated spirit and the shadow of a temper he saw in his green. Love you, baby girl he said, sitting up in the sand and looking back to the bronzerider. For an exceedingly awkward moment, the greenrider's calculating eyes met with the bronzerider's. They stood in mutual assessment, Ali sizing B'run up as much as the bronzerider was doing the same for him. It was strange, and Ali wasn't sure if he liked it.
He didn't want to look away, though. A greenrider look away from a bronzerider's gaze? It was practically an act of submission, and that would not do. At least they weren't too physically close. Of course, A'liran's paranoid nature was doomed to bubble t the surface.
"Don't get any funny ideas," he said, cutting most of his usual hostility in exchange for pure wariness.