04.Sep.13, 01:33 PM
B'jin sneered at J'ver, spinning around to look at the other greenrider in disgust. The firelizard appearing his his face had startled him, but he was far more focused on the words spewing so vilely from J'ver's lips. B'jin liked to think he was getting much better at ignoring the stupid little fluttering creatures, especially when they popped up unannounced and unwanted. Their only saving grace was that they were somewhat trainable, at least notably wtih Rell who did as he was told and buggered off when B'jin gave him a dirty look. He almost liked that firelizard, in a disgusted and slightly jealous way.
"Your type of truth, clearly," B'jin spat, his nose scrunched up in a continued sneer, brown eyes dark with irritation and sparks of anger. "The same truth that makes S'kef Weyrleader," a dangerous subject, but both S'kef and J'ver would be fools not to realise where B'jin stood in that regard. He wasn't the type to make a public spectacle about it, but that didn't mean he liked or agreed with it. They'd be incredibly delusioned to think he agreed just because he was silent.
B'jin battered at the little gold firelizard, who gave the impression of being up his nose, uncaring if he sent her spiraling or not by hitting her as he glared at J'ver. "You have an active imagination," the greenrider drawled, not believing for a moment that there was a story about he and R'nd though he was more than a little flustered about people being aware of the... misunderstanding... that had occurred between himself and the bluerider. Eyebrows knit together as B'jin frowned irritibly. "You should put it to better use, than writing up disgusting fantasies. Has S'kef stopped hitting the right buttons?" B'jin's voice changed, mocking the other greenrider as it dipped into sugary depths, brown eyes wideneing with mocking concern.
"Your type of truth, clearly," B'jin spat, his nose scrunched up in a continued sneer, brown eyes dark with irritation and sparks of anger. "The same truth that makes S'kef Weyrleader," a dangerous subject, but both S'kef and J'ver would be fools not to realise where B'jin stood in that regard. He wasn't the type to make a public spectacle about it, but that didn't mean he liked or agreed with it. They'd be incredibly delusioned to think he agreed just because he was silent.
B'jin battered at the little gold firelizard, who gave the impression of being up his nose, uncaring if he sent her spiraling or not by hitting her as he glared at J'ver. "You have an active imagination," the greenrider drawled, not believing for a moment that there was a story about he and R'nd though he was more than a little flustered about people being aware of the... misunderstanding... that had occurred between himself and the bluerider. Eyebrows knit together as B'jin frowned irritibly. "You should put it to better use, than writing up disgusting fantasies. Has S'kef stopped hitting the right buttons?" B'jin's voice changed, mocking the other greenrider as it dipped into sugary depths, brown eyes wideneing with mocking concern.