12.Nov.16, 10:38 PM
V’ler was extremely happy he hadn’t been trying to take a sip of wine when he was hit by a golden projectile to the back of the head. Queenie was treated to an ‘oof’ from the bluerider and a hiss of shock and displeasure from Vex. Recovering from the shock, V’ler gave her a little pat on the head in greeting before she took off again. He wasn’t surprised to hear Indivara a moment later, suspecting she would make an appearance soon as her golden companion often led the way after not seeing him for any length of time.
“Hey,” he replied without looking up at Indivara. He also didn’t cover up what he was working on which said a lot about their relationship. V’ler was horribly private in matters concerning himself and his writing but he also knew Indivara wasn’t the type to steal any of it or even talk about it in any great detail to anyone in particular. If anything, she’d simply say he had his nose buried in his papers and was covered in ink again as he worked far too late into the night.
He shivered at the wet fingers to his neck and couldn’t resist reaching up to wipe away the cool trail they left behind. “Not much, really,” it wasn’t uncommon to not be hit with an idea because he was surrounded by his muses but V’ler was secretly a bit frustrated over it all the same. It was happening for too much lately and he felt like he was in a bit of a creative block, as was evident by the way the chorus wasn’t working itself out. He likely just needed to take a small break and relax for a bit but that felt like a form of giving up and V’ler wasn’t sure he liked that idea.
“Rhaedalyn wants you to visit soon though,” it was a bit of a topic-changing tactic but he didn’t care. He didn’t have much to report on his writing or even on the adventures of the day. Some trips he came back with a fun story about R’nya or some of Indivara’s classmates but he was pretty tapped out today. A sip of wine was taken and V’ler frowned at it before setting it back down, deciding he wasn’t actually in the mood for it, and turned to Indivara, now sitting comfortably on the bed in one of his shirts. He had long ago stopped caring about her raiding his wardrobe, though he had never said anything to stop her from doing it either. It made her happy and it didn’t hurt him any so there wasn’t a point to bicker about it. It also added to the illusion that they were mated which again made Indivara happy and didn’t bother him one way or the other.
“Hey,” he replied without looking up at Indivara. He also didn’t cover up what he was working on which said a lot about their relationship. V’ler was horribly private in matters concerning himself and his writing but he also knew Indivara wasn’t the type to steal any of it or even talk about it in any great detail to anyone in particular. If anything, she’d simply say he had his nose buried in his papers and was covered in ink again as he worked far too late into the night.
He shivered at the wet fingers to his neck and couldn’t resist reaching up to wipe away the cool trail they left behind. “Not much, really,” it wasn’t uncommon to not be hit with an idea because he was surrounded by his muses but V’ler was secretly a bit frustrated over it all the same. It was happening for too much lately and he felt like he was in a bit of a creative block, as was evident by the way the chorus wasn’t working itself out. He likely just needed to take a small break and relax for a bit but that felt like a form of giving up and V’ler wasn’t sure he liked that idea.
“Rhaedalyn wants you to visit soon though,” it was a bit of a topic-changing tactic but he didn’t care. He didn’t have much to report on his writing or even on the adventures of the day. Some trips he came back with a fun story about R’nya or some of Indivara’s classmates but he was pretty tapped out today. A sip of wine was taken and V’ler frowned at it before setting it back down, deciding he wasn’t actually in the mood for it, and turned to Indivara, now sitting comfortably on the bed in one of his shirts. He had long ago stopped caring about her raiding his wardrobe, though he had never said anything to stop her from doing it either. It made her happy and it didn’t hurt him any so there wasn’t a point to bicker about it. It also added to the illusion that they were mated which again made Indivara happy and didn’t bother him one way or the other.