06.Mar.13, 09:25 AM
R’nya’s expression changed in a subtle, almost invisible manner as his gaze shifted to meet Rhaedalyn’s eyes, and he nodded his head slightly. Amusement was clear for the girls to see, the pair knowing the young man well enough to pick up on the light changes in him that were his way of subtly expressing the emotions most people thought he was completely devoid of. R’nya enjoyed being a shadow beyond most people’s radar; it kept them out of his personal space and left him alone to occupy both his time and his day as he pleased. While not against being put in a position of leadership, he much preferred the idle gossip and gentle companionship of the young women than he did the harsher realities of his fellow dragonriders. Foul mouths and coarser actions were not something R’nya enjoyed being around, generally speaking.
He got enough of that type of attitude from Xyreith.
R’nya watched with a twitch of the eyebrow as the two girls collided in an upbeat explosion of good nature and bounced off in the direction they were apparently going to head in for the time being. R’nya’s amusement was thick as he walked briskly along behind the two young women, mind wandering absently as he gazed around without any particular. Both eyebrows arched upward as Rhaedalyn’s teasing floated back to him, and he met her gaze with the same bland look he’d given her earlier. When she turned back and spoke to Kahleena, his eyes narrowed slightly in a manner part thoughtful, part wary as the other girl released a peal of laughter and glanced back over her shoulder to grin at him.
Oh dear.
What now?
I am not sure I want to know, R’nya replied, though the amusement and lingering curiosity belied his words and Xyreith snorted and went back to glaring distrustfully at Okalinath as the golden beast crept towards him like he was being stalked. Xyreith’s eyes suddenly flushed red and he sat up stiffly. He was not some golden whore’s dinner! The bronze dragon glared at her disdainfully, almost challenging the gold; it seemed to have little effect on Okalinath.
“Do I want to know what has you two giggling like that?” R’nya asked mildly, the dryness of his tone the only real indication of R’nya’s amusement by their antics. Whatever they were sniggering about, it was likely he didn’t want to know what it was. But curiosity was a difficult aspect to get a hold of, and while he wasn’t acting curious, or sounding curious, or giving away any indication that he was curious – R’nya was just about squirming to know what they were giggling about.
Xyreith was absolutely no help. He was far too busy puffing up indignantly at Okalinath.
He got enough of that type of attitude from Xyreith.
R’nya watched with a twitch of the eyebrow as the two girls collided in an upbeat explosion of good nature and bounced off in the direction they were apparently going to head in for the time being. R’nya’s amusement was thick as he walked briskly along behind the two young women, mind wandering absently as he gazed around without any particular. Both eyebrows arched upward as Rhaedalyn’s teasing floated back to him, and he met her gaze with the same bland look he’d given her earlier. When she turned back and spoke to Kahleena, his eyes narrowed slightly in a manner part thoughtful, part wary as the other girl released a peal of laughter and glanced back over her shoulder to grin at him.
Oh dear.
I am not sure I want to know, R’nya replied, though the amusement and lingering curiosity belied his words and Xyreith snorted and went back to glaring distrustfully at Okalinath as the golden beast crept towards him like he was being stalked. Xyreith’s eyes suddenly flushed red and he sat up stiffly. He was not some golden whore’s dinner! The bronze dragon glared at her disdainfully, almost challenging the gold; it seemed to have little effect on Okalinath.
“Do I want to know what has you two giggling like that?” R’nya asked mildly, the dryness of his tone the only real indication of R’nya’s amusement by their antics. Whatever they were sniggering about, it was likely he didn’t want to know what it was. But curiosity was a difficult aspect to get a hold of, and while he wasn’t acting curious, or sounding curious, or giving away any indication that he was curious – R’nya was just about squirming to know what they were giggling about.
Xyreith was absolutely no help. He was far too busy puffing up indignantly at Okalinath.