Discoveries and Reactions [D'hys]

That would indeed change things up. I think a lot of people, D’hys included, wouldn’t like that method of fulfilling their needs though. Zeianth could see how Shanith’s idea would benefit some people but it wouldn’t work for everyone. He still humoured her and agreed, letting her babble about it if she so desired as they curled up on the grass waiting for their riders to figure things out.

D’hys didn’t pay Ravana any extra attention as she excused herself and fled the Hall. He simply plucked up another bite of food and casually popped it into his mouth. He was going to go after her, there was no doubting that but he’d give her a moment to think she was free and could relax or stress all the more over the silly story. Her reactions thus far had been amusing but he wasn’t done using it to his advantage, though even D’hys couldn’t say exactly what he could gain from it just yet. His mind was still a little groggy from the gold flight and it was an interesting situation he hadn’t exactly been caught up in before either.

When a fellow bluerider started to come towards him, likely to ask about the tale and get details, D’hys sent him away with a casual flick of a hand. He didn’t have time for bragging or explaining since he had a greenrider to further seduce into his clutches. It didn’t matter if she never slept with him since she’d still be grateful for his friendship and help spread the word that he was a kind soul when he was actually out having fun and getting into mischief. Unless, of course, Ravana did want to throw herself at him, then he wasn’t about to object. Her ‘boring brownrider’ probably would though; and wasn’t he actually a bronzerider? D’hys smirked as he got to his feet. The mystery writer either didn’t like a lot of people or was a bit scatter brained when it came to putting words to paper.

Ignoring the random comments, D’hys left the Hall and didn’t have far to go in order to find Ravana. Zeianth had mentioned they were all just outside but the bluerider hadn’t expected it to be almost literal to the point he would have tripped over the woman if he had been one of the ditzy dreamers prancing around the Weyr. “Ravana,” he once again purred the name since he couldn’t help but play on a bit of the story despite trying to win points with her. Although it could help his point as well. “You’ll only give them more fuel for the gossip and make them believe the story is true if you react so violently.”

Crouching down, D’hys waited until Ravana looked at him and offered her a far kinder smile than the mischievous smirks and playful grins he had been wearing before. “While I don’t mind the gossiping or the idea of sleeping with you, if we laugh at it and go on as normal, everyone else will as well and they’ll forget about your intriguing ways of thanking me.”