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15.Jun.14, 08:03 AM
Indivara rolled her eyes, but made no effort to voice a comeback to V'ler's little quip. They both knew his ability to keep her out of his bed was less than stellar and Indivara had no desire to start seeking out somewhere else to home up every night. Besides, V'ler was a comfortable pillow.
A wry smile formed on Indivara's lips at what she assumed was mostly a rhetorical question. She didn't bother to try and form a reply; coming up with a suitable quip was currently far outside Indivara's available energy limits. It was far easier to just roll her eyes toward the ceiling and puff out an exasperated sigh as her wispy fringe fluttered before settling in the most irritating way possible. Indivara brushed the hair aside and then laughed.
"Poor bay-bey," Indivara crooned, stringing the second word out with as much insult as she could, though laughter was hidden in the timbre of her voice. She smirked, and snuggled closer in a move designed to be as passively annoying as possible before allowing V'ler to more or less completely manhandle her out of the way. Still smirking to herself, Indivara carefully lifted the two Firelizards from their claimed spot, and shifted them to the end of the not-big-enough bed.
Turning around as she settled herself comfortably, Indivara watched V'ler fight with his boots in silence. She herself had stripped out of her daily clothes when she had stumbled in, numb from the shock, all those hours ago. Dressed simply in one of V'ler's shirts - notably one she favoured and had stolen what felt like forever ago - Indivara was not plagued with the need to remove boots, socks or pants.
Leaning forward a little, Indivara brushed her fingers lightly over V'ler's back as he finished the Battle of the Boots, inviting him back (into his own bed; Venseth snorted) to lay down so she could once more cuddle up close, worming her way against his side and placing her head on his chest. The sound of both his breathing, and his heart beating, were calming and familiar.
Unfortunately, the gentle invitation for sleep came hand in hand with memories, of that days tragedy and of those days that seemed so very long ago. Indivara breathed out slowly, a deep and controlled expel that did little to tempter the sudden and overwhelming heartache. Never again would she curl up with Jada and listen to her gossip, to sprawl on Krypth like she belonged there. Indivara's lip trembled for a moment before she lost that battle, the tears finding freedom as she turned her face into V'ler's chest and silently cried herself to sleep.
Outside, Venseth cuddled sadly against Veeth, and only let Indivara's two Firelizards join V'ler's when they promised in their lizard way to keep to the foot of the bed, and not wake the humans.
A wry smile formed on Indivara's lips at what she assumed was mostly a rhetorical question. She didn't bother to try and form a reply; coming up with a suitable quip was currently far outside Indivara's available energy limits. It was far easier to just roll her eyes toward the ceiling and puff out an exasperated sigh as her wispy fringe fluttered before settling in the most irritating way possible. Indivara brushed the hair aside and then laughed.
"Poor bay-bey," Indivara crooned, stringing the second word out with as much insult as she could, though laughter was hidden in the timbre of her voice. She smirked, and snuggled closer in a move designed to be as passively annoying as possible before allowing V'ler to more or less completely manhandle her out of the way. Still smirking to herself, Indivara carefully lifted the two Firelizards from their claimed spot, and shifted them to the end of the not-big-enough bed.
Turning around as she settled herself comfortably, Indivara watched V'ler fight with his boots in silence. She herself had stripped out of her daily clothes when she had stumbled in, numb from the shock, all those hours ago. Dressed simply in one of V'ler's shirts - notably one she favoured and had stolen what felt like forever ago - Indivara was not plagued with the need to remove boots, socks or pants.
Leaning forward a little, Indivara brushed her fingers lightly over V'ler's back as he finished the Battle of the Boots, inviting him back (into his own bed; Venseth snorted) to lay down so she could once more cuddle up close, worming her way against his side and placing her head on his chest. The sound of both his breathing, and his heart beating, were calming and familiar.
Unfortunately, the gentle invitation for sleep came hand in hand with memories, of that days tragedy and of those days that seemed so very long ago. Indivara breathed out slowly, a deep and controlled expel that did little to tempter the sudden and overwhelming heartache. Never again would she curl up with Jada and listen to her gossip, to sprawl on Krypth like she belonged there. Indivara's lip trembled for a moment before she lost that battle, the tears finding freedom as she turned her face into V'ler's chest and silently cried herself to sleep.
Outside, Venseth cuddled sadly against Veeth, and only let Indivara's two Firelizards join V'ler's when they promised in their lizard way to keep to the foot of the bed, and not wake the humans.
