02.Mar.15, 01:41 AM
D’hys watched Coralaese act like a typical girl and all but swoon on the spot from receiving a smile and a flower. He barely refrained from rolling his eyes as hers shut while sniffing the silly thing that was days away from dying. He may have been a mama’s boy that learned to cook and held onto her apron strings when he was little, but D’hys had never figured out why it was so important to women to have someone cut off a flower from its life support so they could have it for a few days of prettiness and feeling special. If they were being used for medicine or cooking, that was entirely different but to garner the reaction he had just received from the girl before him, it never stopped boggling his mind.
At least Coralaese was typical and predictable. It would make playing her that much easier. A challenge was always nice, and he suspected there would be a few with her regardless, but cementing a place in her heart seemed like it’d be smooth sailing just from the usual tricks. She was a sweet girl that only wanted a man to notice her and to love her; which was a lot like some of the holder girls that came to Katila over the years to try their luck at Impressing a gold.
In fact, she reminded D’hys a lot of Rhaedalyn and the game he had started playing on Turnover was much like what Z’ia had been up to. D’hys had a new level of admiration for his fellow bluerider after that stunt. Z’ia had played the girl a lot longer than he had been given credit for and the way he broke it off was pure genius. What impressed D’hys even more was how Z’ia got away with it. R’nya hadn’t beat the living crap out of Z’ia and it didn’t seem like his innocent charming character had been damaged.
Rhaedalyn seemed to have come out of somewhat well in the end after some rocky moments but D’hys wondered if Coralaese would follow in her steps. After all, she was flirting with a dragonrider, a blue one at that, and that already had to be a strike against her according to some.
“I was browsing mostly. I have the day off and thought I’d get away from it all for a bit. What better place than the market of a large Hold?” D’hys grinned as he glanced around the bustling area. It was certainly a good place to get lost in the shuffle if one really wanted to, but with his physique and good looks, he knew he’d always stand out.
“I was thinking about lunch now, though. Do you happen to know of a good place to eat? A personal favourite, perhaps?”
At least Coralaese was typical and predictable. It would make playing her that much easier. A challenge was always nice, and he suspected there would be a few with her regardless, but cementing a place in her heart seemed like it’d be smooth sailing just from the usual tricks. She was a sweet girl that only wanted a man to notice her and to love her; which was a lot like some of the holder girls that came to Katila over the years to try their luck at Impressing a gold.
In fact, she reminded D’hys a lot of Rhaedalyn and the game he had started playing on Turnover was much like what Z’ia had been up to. D’hys had a new level of admiration for his fellow bluerider after that stunt. Z’ia had played the girl a lot longer than he had been given credit for and the way he broke it off was pure genius. What impressed D’hys even more was how Z’ia got away with it. R’nya hadn’t beat the living crap out of Z’ia and it didn’t seem like his innocent charming character had been damaged.
Rhaedalyn seemed to have come out of somewhat well in the end after some rocky moments but D’hys wondered if Coralaese would follow in her steps. After all, she was flirting with a dragonrider, a blue one at that, and that already had to be a strike against her according to some.
“I was browsing mostly. I have the day off and thought I’d get away from it all for a bit. What better place than the market of a large Hold?” D’hys grinned as he glanced around the bustling area. It was certainly a good place to get lost in the shuffle if one really wanted to, but with his physique and good looks, he knew he’d always stand out.
“I was thinking about lunch now, though. Do you happen to know of a good place to eat? A personal favourite, perhaps?”