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15.Feb.12, 03:56 PM
Lymsleia licked her lips as R'nd touched her chin. She raised her head slowly, locking eyes R'nd, keeping them focused and clear, one was blue and the other was grey. The colors themselves were not too unusual in terms of eye colors, but each one in a seperate eye? Lymsleia exhaled, " Can I roll around with you in the grass? " she muttered quietly, and then covered her mouth. She averted her eyes. Shard it ! Shard it Shard it! That wasn't supposed to have come out of her mouth. Kuminari had been right to some degree, The Weyr was sexcrazed and she had sunk into it. She let her hands drop from her mouth, as breathed in through her nose.
She shivered in her skin, as she became strangely more comfortable with the entire idea. The Weyr did actively encourage such things, it seemed and this.. R'nd was open to it-it seemed in her mind. She glanced at I'shan as his word finally registered. "Wait you're not? But.. ah..." she pursed her lips in thought. "I see, then I suppose I can actually.." she stroked her chin. And adjusted herself, only to loose her balance, though it could have been calculated.
She took R'nd's hand, and smiled, a brief flash of memory. Her father? Or her brother? though certainly masculine hands, touching her own. She opened her eyes and attempted to compose herself enough to speak.
"I envy, a lot of things. The riders, the fact that you all are close-well you two are close it seems. I envy that you, chose this path, or that you could choose." She looked between R'nd and I'shan."
I was forced into this, stolen but I am happier for it, I suppose. I would have never known dragons existed, and would have lived myself trying to remebber the stories of my brother and father father. Trying to force the holds I traveled to listen to me. And I am hardly unique. I am an upstart, and I think I've been probably made a journeyman Healer so I could be told 'get out', more often than please come in."
Lymsleia looked around at Ilveriath, and then back to R'nd. "You don't think I'd settle?"
She shivered in her skin, as she became strangely more comfortable with the entire idea. The Weyr did actively encourage such things, it seemed and this.. R'nd was open to it-it seemed in her mind. She glanced at I'shan as his word finally registered. "Wait you're not? But.. ah..." she pursed her lips in thought. "I see, then I suppose I can actually.." she stroked her chin. And adjusted herself, only to loose her balance, though it could have been calculated.
She took R'nd's hand, and smiled, a brief flash of memory. Her father? Or her brother? though certainly masculine hands, touching her own. She opened her eyes and attempted to compose herself enough to speak.
"I envy, a lot of things. The riders, the fact that you all are close-well you two are close it seems. I envy that you, chose this path, or that you could choose." She looked between R'nd and I'shan."
I was forced into this, stolen but I am happier for it, I suppose. I would have never known dragons existed, and would have lived myself trying to remebber the stories of my brother and father father. Trying to force the holds I traveled to listen to me. And I am hardly unique. I am an upstart, and I think I've been probably made a journeyman Healer so I could be told 'get out', more often than please come in."
Lymsleia looked around at Ilveriath, and then back to R'nd. "You don't think I'd settle?"
