06.Jul.12, 02:55 AM
Ilveriath was already there. The blue lifted his thin neck and crooned to both of the new arrivals, his eyes glowing with gentle mirth. Greetings, friends. Are you looking forward to an evening of madness? he inquired, his intonations sly and filled with anticipation. The whimsical blue loved a little bit of drama here and there. He was distantly aware of just how badly this could go downhill, but maybe he was just a bit too much like I'shan...maybe he almost hoped for it.
The door flung open. "R'nd! 'Jinny!" I'shan squealed, eyes flashing with joy. His hair was sticking out in every direction and he sported an unflattering apron with a large stain going right down the front of it. The enthusiastic bluerider stepped aside and waved for both of his friends to come in.
Everyone else may have been worried about the evening, but I'shan sure wasn't. He was thrilled. After all, he was sleeping with the Weyrsecond. It was basically the best thing ever.
"Dinner will be ready soon! Oh Faranth, I'm so glad you guys could make it!" the bluerider said in a singsong voice. With that, he practically jittered his way into the kitchen, where some of his mother's best recipes were boiling over the fire. He wasn't sparing any expense or effort tonight; his N'gelt deserved the BEST.
"Go ahead and sit down!" I'shan cried out of the kitchen. "I have some appetizers on the table in the living room!" And he did! Meatrolls, coated in a special glaze. I'shan was absolutely giddy to see or at least hear their responses, but he tried to contain himself. He had to watch the stew, after all.
The door flung open. "R'nd! 'Jinny!" I'shan squealed, eyes flashing with joy. His hair was sticking out in every direction and he sported an unflattering apron with a large stain going right down the front of it. The enthusiastic bluerider stepped aside and waved for both of his friends to come in.
Everyone else may have been worried about the evening, but I'shan sure wasn't. He was thrilled. After all, he was sleeping with the Weyrsecond. It was basically the best thing ever.
"Dinner will be ready soon! Oh Faranth, I'm so glad you guys could make it!" the bluerider said in a singsong voice. With that, he practically jittered his way into the kitchen, where some of his mother's best recipes were boiling over the fire. He wasn't sparing any expense or effort tonight; his N'gelt deserved the BEST.
"Go ahead and sit down!" I'shan cried out of the kitchen. "I have some appetizers on the table in the living room!" And he did! Meatrolls, coated in a special glaze. I'shan was absolutely giddy to see or at least hear their responses, but he tried to contain himself. He had to watch the stew, after all.