08.Jun.13, 01:08 PM
Ravana might have refused to laugh, but B'run was enjoying the show and chuckling happily while he pulled his shirt and vest off and set them on a rock for retrieval later. Boots and pants were next and he waded into the water, doing his best not to chuckle at her tripping and offering her a small kiss on the cheek before he broke apart from her. He was promptly soaked by Shanith's splashing and gave the green a sigh.
Olemuth snorted.Of course I can. The bronze hauled himself up and out of the water, causing it to pour off of him as he rose into the sky. He didn't get very high, simply a good fifteen feet above the water... Before he tucked his wings and dropped, sending the mother of all splashes in every direction and knocking B'run backwards and onto the sand in a rush of waves. The rider coughed and rolled to the side, slapping his chest and trying to regain his breath as the water receded from the beach, leaving a smug looking Olemuth floating idly in the lake.
"Yer tryin' t'kill me, aren't you?" B'run accused, rolling over and charging into the water with a new determination. "Get him, Shanith. Pin 'im down!" He was laughing and enjoying himself despite his dragon's mock attempt to drown him. He dove into the water with a whoop and surfaced closer to the dragons, splashing water at Shanith while he kicked away and waved for Ravana to join them.
He didn't understand women. He'd given up trying to understand women despite being surrounded by them. Unlike Ravana's attempt to find someone to talk to, B'run had no idea who he was supposed to talk to. All his friends were women or greenriders and he couldn't exactly think of A'liran's advice regarding the female mind to prove worthwhile. Maybe he should go hunt down one of the gold candidates or goldriders. They were so very female that it made his head hurt. He was a man's man and used to living in a man's world. Delicate women were not something the bronzerider was prepared to handle. Yet, somehow, he handled Jisralna well enough. And Berani. And Trundlebug. Ravana wasn't so effeminate that he had to pause before he interacted with her. In an odd way she was seen on some other level. Not quite Male but not entirely Female. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that she wore pants or if it was because she rode a green and was, thus, on some level above the average woman. He didn't try to understand it, he just brushed it aside and went on with life.
Olemuth snorted.
"Yer tryin' t'kill me, aren't you?" B'run accused, rolling over and charging into the water with a new determination. "Get him, Shanith. Pin 'im down!" He was laughing and enjoying himself despite his dragon's mock attempt to drown him. He dove into the water with a whoop and surfaced closer to the dragons, splashing water at Shanith while he kicked away and waved for Ravana to join them.
He didn't understand women. He'd given up trying to understand women despite being surrounded by them. Unlike Ravana's attempt to find someone to talk to, B'run had no idea who he was supposed to talk to. All his friends were women or greenriders and he couldn't exactly think of A'liran's advice regarding the female mind to prove worthwhile. Maybe he should go hunt down one of the gold candidates or goldriders. They were so very female that it made his head hurt. He was a man's man and used to living in a man's world. Delicate women were not something the bronzerider was prepared to handle. Yet, somehow, he handled Jisralna well enough. And Berani. And Trundlebug. Ravana wasn't so effeminate that he had to pause before he interacted with her. In an odd way she was seen on some other level. Not quite Male but not entirely Female. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that she wore pants or if it was because she rode a green and was, thus, on some level above the average woman. He didn't try to understand it, he just brushed it aside and went on with life.