21.Feb.12, 06:06 PM
Lymsleia stilled herself as she felt a swoon rise from within he. R'nd knew exactly how to press buttons, the flirty rider. Not that Lymsleia minded, it felt good. She'd never had that happen before and it was innocent enough play. Lymsleia smiled broadly with R'nd's comment. "He must be a good artist." she breathed in reference to N'gelt. "Maybe I'll leanr to be as artful oneday." she let her mind wandering, though Kuminari's words haunted her a bit. Were riders really as loose with themselves, by nature- and that drew people- or did the culture of the dragons- especially with the greens rising so often, make for a culture that needed to be more relaxed?
As R'nd departed Lymsleia nodded to the leaving rider. "Go eat, there's a good fare of friut and meat and bread. Personally eggs are always delious with some meat mixed in." she licks her lips at the thought of such. "Thank you." she said softly, though as R'nd kissed back of her hand, she felt her breath catch. It was all so new. "We will cross paths again, I am a healer." she added as R'nd made his exit. With her full attention now at I'shan, Lymsleia seemed more relaxed. I'shan at least to her 'felt' different. He- to her- read less overwhelmingly masculine.
"Please, it's just Lymselia, or Lym." she said in a tone a younger sister might use with an older brother who had jsut called her by a personal name that she was not fond of hearing used. "Her name was. Kumin... Kuminari? I believe, Harper-girl. Really snobby. She has to have been high-bred. You know the kind,right, I'Shan?" she asked in a nudging manner. "They're so above the rest of us that swimming in the river at dusk is considered dirty? "
As R'nd departed Lymsleia nodded to the leaving rider. "Go eat, there's a good fare of friut and meat and bread. Personally eggs are always delious with some meat mixed in." she licks her lips at the thought of such. "Thank you." she said softly, though as R'nd kissed back of her hand, she felt her breath catch. It was all so new. "We will cross paths again, I am a healer." she added as R'nd made his exit. With her full attention now at I'shan, Lymsleia seemed more relaxed. I'shan at least to her 'felt' different. He- to her- read less overwhelmingly masculine.
"Please, it's just Lymselia, or Lym." she said in a tone a younger sister might use with an older brother who had jsut called her by a personal name that she was not fond of hearing used. "Her name was. Kumin... Kuminari? I believe, Harper-girl. Really snobby. She has to have been high-bred. You know the kind,right, I'Shan?" she asked in a nudging manner. "They're so above the rest of us that swimming in the river at dusk is considered dirty? "