14.Feb.12, 03:47 AM
Oh, there were stories indeed! I'shan decided he probably would terll R'nd about N'gelt, though he might find himelf embellishing the tale just a bit. I'shan thought the meeting process was rather spontaneously romantic, but he imagined it would look an awful lot like assault to any onlookers, so he would tread lightly. Then, of course, there was also the issue with Erisi.
The female finds you both pleasing Ilveriath mused. The dragon tossed his head once and cast a billowing snort in I'shan's direction, causing the bluerider's carefully tended hair to rustle in the artificial breeze. "Il!" he snapped, waving his hand derisively at the dragon, who only rumbled contently in response. My work here is done
Ilveriath projected some apologetic thoughts his rider's way, though they both knew it was every bit as insincere as I'shan's actual admonishment. I'shan leaned over and gripped the dragon's neck, using it as a prop as he looked back in Lym's direction. "Oh, I didn't introduce myself? I apologize," he said, narrowing his eyes and pouting in disappointment. Had he really been so rude? Eh, probably just excited. Besides, she did look somewhat familiar.
By this time, of course, R'nd had done it for him. Not to be outdone, I'shan snapped into a standing position and strode over to R'nd, playfully determined to thwart whatever plans his fellow bluerider was concocting. What purpose did R'nd have, whispering so provocatively in that girl's ear!
Surely you aren't actually trying to ruin it for him. Or, dare I suggest, compete with him for the female's affections? Ilveriath said. His jeweled eyes were fixed unmoving on Lymsleia.
Of course not, Il. I'm screwing with him I'shan explained impatiently, only to realize he'd been baited into explaining the obvious. Drats. That dragon was good.
"And THIS!" I'shan said, stiff-arming R'nd back with one arm and motioning to Ilveriath with his free hand. "Is Ilveriath! And the less handsome one is Ayyonth," he said, laughing joyously as he did so. Turnabout was fair play!
"And I'm probably going to have to agree with R'nd. Ilveriath is a bit fussy sometimes," he said. He almost hated to verbalize his protest, it damaged the flow of the conversation so.
The female finds you both pleasing Ilveriath mused. The dragon tossed his head once and cast a billowing snort in I'shan's direction, causing the bluerider's carefully tended hair to rustle in the artificial breeze. "Il!" he snapped, waving his hand derisively at the dragon, who only rumbled contently in response. My work here is done
Ilveriath projected some apologetic thoughts his rider's way, though they both knew it was every bit as insincere as I'shan's actual admonishment. I'shan leaned over and gripped the dragon's neck, using it as a prop as he looked back in Lym's direction. "Oh, I didn't introduce myself? I apologize," he said, narrowing his eyes and pouting in disappointment. Had he really been so rude? Eh, probably just excited. Besides, she did look somewhat familiar.
By this time, of course, R'nd had done it for him. Not to be outdone, I'shan snapped into a standing position and strode over to R'nd, playfully determined to thwart whatever plans his fellow bluerider was concocting. What purpose did R'nd have, whispering so provocatively in that girl's ear!
Surely you aren't actually trying to ruin it for him. Or, dare I suggest, compete with him for the female's affections? Ilveriath said. His jeweled eyes were fixed unmoving on Lymsleia.
Of course not, Il. I'm screwing with him I'shan explained impatiently, only to realize he'd been baited into explaining the obvious. Drats. That dragon was good.
"And THIS!" I'shan said, stiff-arming R'nd back with one arm and motioning to Ilveriath with his free hand. "Is Ilveriath! And the less handsome one is Ayyonth," he said, laughing joyously as he did so. Turnabout was fair play!
"And I'm probably going to have to agree with R'nd. Ilveriath is a bit fussy sometimes," he said. He almost hated to verbalize his protest, it damaged the flow of the conversation so.