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26.May.19, 07:36 AM
N’mor tilted a smirk at his friend, eyes bright. “Only if he isn’t hunting down Madiquel,” but his tone was playful with a mock thoughtfulness as he tapped his chin with his pointer finger. “If he’s not, we could always bring up the subject to divert attention from yourself,” and N’mor grinned at T’ryn, knowing the other bronzerider didn’t enjoy being in the spotlight any more than N’mor did. A bright laugh was given at the Weyrleader quip, and N’mor shook his head in amusement, but opted not to dignify the remark with a response. He wouldn’t be surprised if the younger R’nd-brat made it to Weyrleader, and while N’mor still had his eyes set on the goal, he wanted to get into the swing of wings and all that entailed before he tried to claim a Weyr!
The previous smirk had been playful; the one N’mor issued in response to the Mylorah query was positively predatory. “Oh yes,” he growled, eyes lighting up with pure mischief and mayhem. “If you don’t, I’m going to tell Eridella that you have a sister and didn’t invite her along.” Of course, that threat obviously meant that Mylorah would be dragged along, if she didn’t come willingly. The fact that the girl had no dragon nor firelizard to fight for her cause would make it that much easier. A hoard of brothers, willing to give up the limelight in exchange for new blood being introduced? N’mor would have clapped his hands, but he was missing half the required appendages.
“Seriously. You’ll be totally forgotten and we can most likely sneak off before anyone notices, while they all fawn over Mylo and how beautiful she is and how terrible R’nd is for not bringing her by sooner.” A pause, and N’mor gave T’ryn a dirty look. “Of course, you suggest it now, and not when we could have used her during my birthday.” Laughing, N’mor took the sting out of the words by sticking his tongue out at his best friend and flinging his arm around T’ryn’s waist as they wandered towards whatever shop it was T’ryn had mentioned he wanted to peek in. “Granted, we can probably find another relative between now and next turn,” and he sniggered.
The previous smirk had been playful; the one N’mor issued in response to the Mylorah query was positively predatory. “Oh yes,” he growled, eyes lighting up with pure mischief and mayhem. “If you don’t, I’m going to tell Eridella that you have a sister and didn’t invite her along.” Of course, that threat obviously meant that Mylorah would be dragged along, if she didn’t come willingly. The fact that the girl had no dragon nor firelizard to fight for her cause would make it that much easier. A hoard of brothers, willing to give up the limelight in exchange for new blood being introduced? N’mor would have clapped his hands, but he was missing half the required appendages.
“Seriously. You’ll be totally forgotten and we can most likely sneak off before anyone notices, while they all fawn over Mylo and how beautiful she is and how terrible R’nd is for not bringing her by sooner.” A pause, and N’mor gave T’ryn a dirty look. “Of course, you suggest it now, and not when we could have used her during my birthday.” Laughing, N’mor took the sting out of the words by sticking his tongue out at his best friend and flinging his arm around T’ryn’s waist as they wandered towards whatever shop it was T’ryn had mentioned he wanted to peek in. “Granted, we can probably find another relative between now and next turn,” and he sniggered.
