01.Apr.13, 01:17 AM
Valerian shrugged in answer to the threat about having to deal with Kerrin if any clothing was damaged. “It’s just Kerrin.” He had slightly befriended the young Tailor when they had Candidate classes together and had even stood fairly close to each other at the Hatching. If nothing else, the boy was sometimes loud and proud but he was easy enough to deal with when he went on a rant. It wasn’t like he was all that intimidating. In fact, Kerrin was almost adorable when he tried to look upset. So he’d let Kerrin whine and complain and whatever else he wanted to do before tuning back in long enough to know it was safe to walk away.
Once again Valerian got to his feet to make the long trek back over to his pants. Perhaps this time he’d actually be able to pick them up and maybe even get them on before finding himself suddenly back on the bed. “Was I?” It was a serious question, nothing sarcastic as the weyrling padded across the floor butt naked yet again. He couldn’t remember much of anything during the flight lust and if Indivara was willing to give him serious answers, he’d take advantage of that and ask a few questions. Likely, since it was Indivara, she wasn’t going to give him much to work with in the way of truths.
“What was I like?” The pants were snatched up off the floor. Soon, he was sliding the clothing up his legs and fiddling with the lacing. He wasn’t sure about Indivara’s, but his lacing seemed to be doing fairly well. It was likely all the practice he was getting now for undressing himself while half out of it.
Once again Valerian got to his feet to make the long trek back over to his pants. Perhaps this time he’d actually be able to pick them up and maybe even get them on before finding himself suddenly back on the bed. “Was I?” It was a serious question, nothing sarcastic as the weyrling padded across the floor butt naked yet again. He couldn’t remember much of anything during the flight lust and if Indivara was willing to give him serious answers, he’d take advantage of that and ask a few questions. Likely, since it was Indivara, she wasn’t going to give him much to work with in the way of truths.
“What was I like?” The pants were snatched up off the floor. Soon, he was sliding the clothing up his legs and fiddling with the lacing. He wasn’t sure about Indivara’s, but his lacing seemed to be doing fairly well. It was likely all the practice he was getting now for undressing himself while half out of it.