30.Sep.13, 03:58 AM
"Fuck you and fuck your pants, you asshole..." A'liran spit instinctively. His options now were to either obey Z'ia's wishes and take the path of least resistance, possibly leading to a safe and logical conclusion...or he could overreact and do something stupid.
In a fit of passion, Ali snatched the pants from the floor. Before he even realized what he'd done, they were out the window. Ali sat there on his knees for a few long moments, so focused on the massive mistake he'd just made that he didn't even think to ask himself why his window was open to begin with. He assumed it had to do with the horrible weather, or maybe he'd pulled it down to yell at Ast, or something like that.
The greenrider frowned fiercely and glared back at Z'ia. "Well, go on then, bitch! Go get them and get the fuck out of my house and out of my life!" he growled, hands shaking with rage as he awkwardly tried to pull himself to his feet, bravado overcoming logic as his mind raced. He hurled a barrage of insults at his dragon for daring to lnd him in thie terrible situation before defiantly flopping on the edge of his bed, eyeing the bluerider stubbornly. Z'i would have to go outside for his pants, and that meant either going out the door (which Ali could lock behind hmi) or going through Ali himself.
Ali was hoping for the former, but expecting the latter. If that bluerider dared to come closer, Ali had every intention of adding to that nice little bruise collection. His heart fluttered as he continued to stare his flightwinner down.
In a fit of passion, Ali snatched the pants from the floor. Before he even realized what he'd done, they were out the window. Ali sat there on his knees for a few long moments, so focused on the massive mistake he'd just made that he didn't even think to ask himself why his window was open to begin with. He assumed it had to do with the horrible weather, or maybe he'd pulled it down to yell at Ast, or something like that.
The greenrider frowned fiercely and glared back at Z'ia. "Well, go on then, bitch! Go get them and get the fuck out of my house and out of my life!" he growled, hands shaking with rage as he awkwardly tried to pull himself to his feet, bravado overcoming logic as his mind raced. He hurled a barrage of insults at his dragon for daring to lnd him in thie terrible situation before defiantly flopping on the edge of his bed, eyeing the bluerider stubbornly. Z'i would have to go outside for his pants, and that meant either going out the door (which Ali could lock behind hmi) or going through Ali himself.
Ali was hoping for the former, but expecting the latter. If that bluerider dared to come closer, Ali had every intention of adding to that nice little bruise collection. His heart fluttered as he continued to stare his flightwinner down.