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02.Jul.12, 11:00 AM
B'jin's eyebrow arched slightly, more amused than intimidated by J'ver's apparent cattiness as the other rider began his little rave. In no position to ask questions? B'jin disagreed, but held his tongue for the moment as he instead continued to watch J'ver, letting his disgust and irritation with the younger man transform into an almost spiteful amusement at the fact that he had managed to sit in the wet spot. The smallest things often brought the most pleasure. Perhaps he'd buy Amorandii a small presen - what?
Not having heard a word of what J'ver had said about reporting incriminating details about the bronze and brownriders since his mind was wandering down smug plans to get Andi a small gift for her delightfully unknowing attack against J'ver, B'jin was completely startled as J'ver seemed to suddenly come out of no where with his threat against Talian and R'nd; it was Talian's name that brought B'jin out of lala land and back to reality. The attack against his friends ruffled B'jin visibly, especially since he had no idea what it was he was required to do to prevent it, or where it had come from. He should have known better than to let his mind wander while in J'ver's company, and that alone irke the Harper more than he would admit. However, when J'ver threw a look towards the bedroom door behind which Amorandii and her brother were safely kept, B'jin saw red and the little hairs over the back of his neck stood up on end.
It took the greenrider three strides to cover the distance between himself and the man on his couch. B'jin covered the distance swiftly, leaning down into J'ver's space he planted his hands firmly on either side of the other, knuckles white as he gripped the backing. "Touch my kids," B'jin hissed, his face so close to J'ver's he could have counted the man's eyelashes if his furious brown gaze hadn't been locked on the other man's. The greenrider was trembling with fury at the implied threat, eyes burning and teeth clenched as his breath hissed between them.
He didn't continue by articulating exactly how much damage he would do to the younger greenrider if any harm befell his children, but the trembling fury that rolled off of B'jin at the very implication of such a thing should have made it more than clear. He was only holding himself back because J'ver hadn't specifically threatened them. The implication was more than enough to rile B'jin up however, and he held his heated gaze on the other greenrider for a breath longer before shoving backwards, and stalking across the room, spine stiff, his pace swift and jerky as he attempted to control himself and somehow get J'ver to repeat whatever it was that had sparked the threats. He certainly wasn't about to admit now that he hadn't been paying a lick of attention previously!
Not having heard a word of what J'ver had said about reporting incriminating details about the bronze and brownriders since his mind was wandering down smug plans to get Andi a small gift for her delightfully unknowing attack against J'ver, B'jin was completely startled as J'ver seemed to suddenly come out of no where with his threat against Talian and R'nd; it was Talian's name that brought B'jin out of lala land and back to reality. The attack against his friends ruffled B'jin visibly, especially since he had no idea what it was he was required to do to prevent it, or where it had come from. He should have known better than to let his mind wander while in J'ver's company, and that alone irke the Harper more than he would admit. However, when J'ver threw a look towards the bedroom door behind which Amorandii and her brother were safely kept, B'jin saw red and the little hairs over the back of his neck stood up on end.
It took the greenrider three strides to cover the distance between himself and the man on his couch. B'jin covered the distance swiftly, leaning down into J'ver's space he planted his hands firmly on either side of the other, knuckles white as he gripped the backing. "Touch my kids," B'jin hissed, his face so close to J'ver's he could have counted the man's eyelashes if his furious brown gaze hadn't been locked on the other man's. The greenrider was trembling with fury at the implied threat, eyes burning and teeth clenched as his breath hissed between them.
He didn't continue by articulating exactly how much damage he would do to the younger greenrider if any harm befell his children, but the trembling fury that rolled off of B'jin at the very implication of such a thing should have made it more than clear. He was only holding himself back because J'ver hadn't specifically threatened them. The implication was more than enough to rile B'jin up however, and he held his heated gaze on the other greenrider for a breath longer before shoving backwards, and stalking across the room, spine stiff, his pace swift and jerky as he attempted to control himself and somehow get J'ver to repeat whatever it was that had sparked the threats. He certainly wasn't about to admit now that he hadn't been paying a lick of attention previously!
