02.Dec.13, 07:55 AM
B’jin continued to stare up at D’hys, but as he took his time to come up with an answer, B’jin’s expression changed from bright and hopefully to increasingly wary and distrustful; that had not been a clever move, not at all! He had just told a bluerider he was stranded somewhere, without a ride and had just fought with his dragon. Oh Faranth! He was going to die!
Oh, please, Larrikith snarled. Don’t be so dramatic! You’re such a goldrider!
A shocked expression formed on B’jin’s face, before indignant rage coloured his cheeks red and he glared hotly at nothing, his anger clearly directed at Larrikith. “I am not!” A pause. “What does that make you, you stupid green slut?”
Superior to you, clearly!
B’jin hissed between his teeth, outraged, and clenched his fists, successfully crushing the egg D’hys had picked out for him. He was completely unaware of the little shards that sliced his skin, or the tiny creature that survived his angry reaction, licking at his hand before she started to slowly curl around his wrist and travel up his arm.
What is that?! – the green dragon’s screech was probably loud enough for the entire Weyr to hear, and B’jin nearly leaped out of his skin as it echoed within his mind, hands jumping up to slap over his ears as he yelped.
“What is wha- GET IT OFF!” B’jin flung out his left arm, throwing it towards D’hys as he caught sight of the absolutely tiny gold monstrosity crawling up his arm with a pitiful mew of hunger and love. Her muzzle was dotted with little smears of blood; B’jin’s from egg shards when he crushed her shell in his hand moments earlier.
“No way. No! No! You take it!” Pulling the little midget gold from his arm with cautious fingers – he really didn’t want firelizard guts on his hands - B’jin made to flick her onto D’hys, only to find her stuck firmly to his fingers. “I don’t want it!” It was a pitiful plea, desperate brown eyes begging D’hys to make it go away. He hated firelizards! He didn’t want one! It was supposed to be for R’nd! It was going to make things better with his lover! But he didn’t want it!
A shocked expression formed on B’jin’s face, before indignant rage coloured his cheeks red and he glared hotly at nothing, his anger clearly directed at Larrikith. “I am not!” A pause. “What does that make you, you stupid green slut?”
B’jin hissed between his teeth, outraged, and clenched his fists, successfully crushing the egg D’hys had picked out for him. He was completely unaware of the little shards that sliced his skin, or the tiny creature that survived his angry reaction, licking at his hand before she started to slowly curl around his wrist and travel up his arm.
“What is wha- GET IT OFF!” B’jin flung out his left arm, throwing it towards D’hys as he caught sight of the absolutely tiny gold monstrosity crawling up his arm with a pitiful mew of hunger and love. Her muzzle was dotted with little smears of blood; B’jin’s from egg shards when he crushed her shell in his hand moments earlier.
“No way. No! No! You take it!” Pulling the little midget gold from his arm with cautious fingers – he really didn’t want firelizard guts on his hands - B’jin made to flick her onto D’hys, only to find her stuck firmly to his fingers. “I don’t want it!” It was a pitiful plea, desperate brown eyes begging D’hys to make it go away. He hated firelizards! He didn’t want one! It was supposed to be for R’nd! It was going to make things better with his lover! But he didn’t want it!