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19.Mar.18, 12:21 AM
M’dox pocketed the pastry wrapping and reached up to grab T’bia’s offered hand, using it to steady himself as he stood up. “Thanks.” He said, before following T’bia out of the small park. They reunited with their dragons, since T’bia wanted to leave the extra food he bought with Jycenth.
While T’bia was packing up the food in the packs on Jycenth, M’dox leaned against Riquarth a bit surreptitiously, a little overwhelmed by everything. He was having a good time! T’bia was super nice, even buying him a pastry! It was going real well! And it was slightly scary. M’dox hadn’t really done ‘friends’ very much, and the weird swooping feeling in his chest was partially happiness at hanging out with a new friend and partially terrible nervousness. Riquarth gently leaned back into where M’dox was, reassuring his rider that being nervous was fine, he just shouldn’t let the fear get in the way of having a nice day with T’bia. M’dox smiled and rubbed his dragon’s shoulder affectionately. ’It’s a good thing one of us is sensible about things.’ Riquarth snorted. You should believe that sentiment more often. He said, getting up to follow Jycenth to find a new dragon-suitable resting place. M’dox smiled after them, before hurrying after T’bia.
The next few stores passed in a blur of laughter and trinkets. M’dox had never seen stores with this much variety before, or ones that had so many items just for fun or decoration. He’d mostly just been to the general farm supply store back home, and this was very different. M’dox couldn’t resist picking up and inspecting every little think that caught his eye. There were a few close calls where he almost dropped or broke something, and each one made his heart stop for a moment. M’dox felt a little better when T’bia almost broke things too; at least he wasn’t the only one. By the end of their whirlwind gift shop tour, M’dox had picked up some gifts for his parents and one of his brothers, and a couple generic toys for his nieces and nephews, more than he was sure he needed — what if more had been born while he’d been away?
The clothing shop stole M’dox’s breath the moment he stepped through the door. He looked back at T’bia, who entered after him, wide eyed in amazement. There were so many clothes! So many colors and styles! He had been looking forward to this. M’dox really did like clothing, but so far he’d mostly had things made by his mother or secondhand from the Weyr. The idea of buying new, just for him clothing was exciting. Immediately he was drawn towards a rack of brightly colored scarves. M’dox ran his hand through the soft garments, stopping to pull one out to show T’bia.
“This one matches Jycenth, don’t you think?” He asked, holding the scarf out for his friend to see.
While T’bia was packing up the food in the packs on Jycenth, M’dox leaned against Riquarth a bit surreptitiously, a little overwhelmed by everything. He was having a good time! T’bia was super nice, even buying him a pastry! It was going real well! And it was slightly scary. M’dox hadn’t really done ‘friends’ very much, and the weird swooping feeling in his chest was partially happiness at hanging out with a new friend and partially terrible nervousness. Riquarth gently leaned back into where M’dox was, reassuring his rider that being nervous was fine, he just shouldn’t let the fear get in the way of having a nice day with T’bia. M’dox smiled and rubbed his dragon’s shoulder affectionately. ’It’s a good thing one of us is sensible about things.’ Riquarth snorted. You should believe that sentiment more often. He said, getting up to follow Jycenth to find a new dragon-suitable resting place. M’dox smiled after them, before hurrying after T’bia.
The next few stores passed in a blur of laughter and trinkets. M’dox had never seen stores with this much variety before, or ones that had so many items just for fun or decoration. He’d mostly just been to the general farm supply store back home, and this was very different. M’dox couldn’t resist picking up and inspecting every little think that caught his eye. There were a few close calls where he almost dropped or broke something, and each one made his heart stop for a moment. M’dox felt a little better when T’bia almost broke things too; at least he wasn’t the only one. By the end of their whirlwind gift shop tour, M’dox had picked up some gifts for his parents and one of his brothers, and a couple generic toys for his nieces and nephews, more than he was sure he needed — what if more had been born while he’d been away?
The clothing shop stole M’dox’s breath the moment he stepped through the door. He looked back at T’bia, who entered after him, wide eyed in amazement. There were so many clothes! So many colors and styles! He had been looking forward to this. M’dox really did like clothing, but so far he’d mostly had things made by his mother or secondhand from the Weyr. The idea of buying new, just for him clothing was exciting. Immediately he was drawn towards a rack of brightly colored scarves. M’dox ran his hand through the soft garments, stopping to pull one out to show T’bia.
“This one matches Jycenth, don’t you think?” He asked, holding the scarf out for his friend to see.
