26.Apr.12, 08:34 PM
Talian knew little of dragons, primary due to his great disinterest and even aversion to them. He admittedly found some aspects of their anatomy to be pretty interesting though, and had he known about the memory issue he might have been more forgiving. It never occurred to him that Larrikith didn't remember being so hateful towards him.
For the time being, he was worried about B'jin hating him! He curled up tightly, ashamed that he'd dare speak of the incident, even if his comment had been purely academic. That was, in fact, what that cloud looked like. He wasn't thinking about killing himself! Honest!
So he cowered there, waiting for a lecture, when he felt the warm embrace. B'jin...wasn't angry at him? "I wasn't trying t-" the healer began, ready to defend his stupid obliviousness when he felt B'jin's fingers fly over his delicate skin.
The healer's lithe body immediately began squirming fitfully. "No! NO!" he yipped, erupting into involuntarily laughter as the stronger man began a merciless tickle assault. "No!" Tal begged, squirming and crawling and kicking for all his worth. Talian was incredibly ticklish, something he hated, and especially hated that B'jin had found out!
Then, Larrikith's voice came, whispering the most useful piece of information Talian could have been given. A smirk flashed across his youthful face as huge twisted onto his back, facing upwards at B'jin, and counterattacked. Talian had long fingers, and now was a good time to put them to use!
"No! No, no, no, no!" he giggled wildly as he tickled B'jin.
For the time being, he was worried about B'jin hating him! He curled up tightly, ashamed that he'd dare speak of the incident, even if his comment had been purely academic. That was, in fact, what that cloud looked like. He wasn't thinking about killing himself! Honest!
So he cowered there, waiting for a lecture, when he felt the warm embrace. B'jin...wasn't angry at him? "I wasn't trying t-" the healer began, ready to defend his stupid obliviousness when he felt B'jin's fingers fly over his delicate skin.
The healer's lithe body immediately began squirming fitfully. "No! NO!" he yipped, erupting into involuntarily laughter as the stronger man began a merciless tickle assault. "No!" Tal begged, squirming and crawling and kicking for all his worth. Talian was incredibly ticklish, something he hated, and especially hated that B'jin had found out!
Then, Larrikith's voice came, whispering the most useful piece of information Talian could have been given. A smirk flashed across his youthful face as huge twisted onto his back, facing upwards at B'jin, and counterattacked. Talian had long fingers, and now was a good time to put them to use!
"No! No, no, no, no!" he giggled wildly as he tickled B'jin.