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29.Jul.13, 08:06 AM
Ravana couldn't help but offer him a smile at his words about him not being innocent. She supposed it was part of that whole roguish charm thing the blue rider had going on. In a way he made her think of a friend she'd had in the harper hall, a man that could charm the leaves off the trees when he wanted but he'd had the bad boy act down pat. Problem was, with D'hys she wasn't sure the bad boy act was an act.
It meant she handled him with the same care she used with her stone working tools. They could chip through flesh and bone as easily as they could stone, after all. It was a sign of her state of mind that she forgot they were being watched for a moment and let her hand linger on his arm.
Shanith listened and wriggled excitedly.Oh? I can't wait for her to see it. The dragon crossed to Zeianth, nosing him gently in a friendly gesture then sitting down, her breath still very slightly laboured, though by now D'hys knew about the issues the green had with stamina.
Ravana listened, leaning forward, and paying attention. His words had her quirking a smile and shaking her head, though amusement showed in her eyes. When he handed her the scroll, though, she looked at him for a long moment before opening it.
As she read it she would both pale and blush. It created an interesting effect and he would feel her shake a moment. She read it once through, then set it down to stare out the window. Oddly, fear and embarrassment warred with amusement.
To buy herself time to sort out her thoughts, Ravana asked gently, adding a hint of censure to her tone. "So...why'd you write it?" She knew full well he didn't, something told her that he would have picked someone else to write out the fantasy about, and she suspected he would have written it better.
Shanith tilted her head.She's torn between shredding it and correcting it and reposting it. Once a harper... The green lifted her head. And you should know she knows yours didn't write it. She thinks he'd have done a better job. The green shifted a bit, waiting for her rider to decide what she felt.
Ravana read it again, this time paying more attention to the wording than what it was about. She rolled it back up tapping it on the table in thought. Someone knew both of them well. She didn't sleep with anyone outside of flights, but a previous flight winner would know she was a lousy bed partner and had a certain eager to please streak in the bedroom. That could be guessing though, as she did fit parts of the greenrider stereotype.
More importantly someone seemed to know D'hys well too, and seemed to be no fan of both of them. Hadn't there been something similar posted about others. She needed to visit Pa'ra soon or ask R'nya. Either would know who else had been featured in the notes. She hmmed, and tapped the paper, forgetting that she was supposed to be accusing him of writing the damn thing, thinking out loud. "Someone's good at guessing, or knows us very well. Just as clearly they've an axe to grind. Do I need to do anything to help reassure V'zire you haven't slept with me?"
It meant she handled him with the same care she used with her stone working tools. They could chip through flesh and bone as easily as they could stone, after all. It was a sign of her state of mind that she forgot they were being watched for a moment and let her hand linger on his arm.
Shanith listened and wriggled excitedly.
Ravana listened, leaning forward, and paying attention. His words had her quirking a smile and shaking her head, though amusement showed in her eyes. When he handed her the scroll, though, she looked at him for a long moment before opening it.
As she read it she would both pale and blush. It created an interesting effect and he would feel her shake a moment. She read it once through, then set it down to stare out the window. Oddly, fear and embarrassment warred with amusement.
To buy herself time to sort out her thoughts, Ravana asked gently, adding a hint of censure to her tone. "So...why'd you write it?" She knew full well he didn't, something told her that he would have picked someone else to write out the fantasy about, and she suspected he would have written it better.
Shanith tilted her head.
Ravana read it again, this time paying more attention to the wording than what it was about. She rolled it back up tapping it on the table in thought. Someone knew both of them well. She didn't sleep with anyone outside of flights, but a previous flight winner would know she was a lousy bed partner and had a certain eager to please streak in the bedroom. That could be guessing though, as she did fit parts of the greenrider stereotype.
More importantly someone seemed to know D'hys well too, and seemed to be no fan of both of them. Hadn't there been something similar posted about others. She needed to visit Pa'ra soon or ask R'nya. Either would know who else had been featured in the notes. She hmmed, and tapped the paper, forgetting that she was supposed to be accusing him of writing the damn thing, thinking out loud. "Someone's good at guessing, or knows us very well. Just as clearly they've an axe to grind. Do I need to do anything to help reassure V'zire you haven't slept with me?"
