Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
11.Mar.12, 01:49 AM
"Is that so?" B'jin asked softly, eyes bright with amusement as he smirked at R'nd. He didn't doubt for an instant that there were numerous amongst the Weyr's population that would most likely enjoy taking a swing at the bluerider's pretty face. The young man's reputation was vibrant and, in B'jin's opinion, rather outrageous. But he didn't doubt any of it. Or, perhaps it would be better to say he doubted very little of it. Tapping his chin thoughtfully with his pointer finger, B'jin made a show of thinking whom he could call upon for such a favour, eyeing R'nd coyly with a sideways glance. "I'll keep that in mind," he teased, grinning.
Following his grey eyed companions gaze to the children and dragons, B'jin snorted in amusement at them. They were swarming over the dragons with abandon, and the great beasts seemed to be enjoying the company of their smaller feet. Larrikith would occasionally comment that having his brats ranging across her was an odd, but no less enjoyable, massage for her pretty green body. Of course, if their feet happened to be dirty, it was also a good way to entice a bath as well. Smiling placidly at the children, B'jin was startled into laughing at R'nd's comment, turning a dancing gaze upon the man. "Appreciated!" The greenrider laughed. While his own home was unlikely to be over run by adults, there was never any knowing when one or both mother's would dump their children - or the children would arrive themselves - at his door. Having a place to escape with good company sounded marvelous and B'jin's face reflected his appreciation for it, if it hadn't already been noted in his enthusiastic word.
"So I've heard," B'jin purred in response, a small smirk pulling at his lips as he watched R'nd lean towards him. Brown eyes bright with amusement, and tainted with invitation, B'jin was taken completely by surprise when the bluerider smeared green paint across his nose. Eyes widening in shock, B'jin crossed them in a comical manner to stare at the green streak, mouth opening slightly. Refocusing his gaze on R'nd, he stared blankly at him. "You -!" he gasped, apparently unable to articulate whatever it was coursing through him. Staring at R'nd in continued shock silence, B'jin apparently didn't appear to be capable of coping with the turn of events. Four heart beats later, however, and he threw himself into action, literally.
With very little forwarning, B'jin literally hurled himself bodily at R'nd, taking a pot of paint with him as he did so. With his empty hand thrust forward, he shoved R'nd heavily in the chest, his own body weight following as he sprawled on top of him. The paint pot was quickly turned upside-down atop R'nd's pretty blonde head, and B'jin gave it a good shake to make sure it had all come out, his laughter bubbling up when he managed to get a good look at his handy work. Breathing heavily with adrenaline rushed delight, B'jin struggled into a sitting position, tossing the empty pot aside as he straddled R'nd's stomach, smirking down at the younger man with a smug expression.
"I win!" he declared, far too proud of himself. Laughing brightly, he reached forward to brush the red paint that was on his hand on R'nd's chest, expression mockingly concerned as he eyed his handywork. "I do hope you didn't favour this shirt!"
This was more like it! Thrilling in the direction the morning had taken her rider, Larrikith responded to Ayyonth's creeping closer with a soft croon and a shifting of posture, as she sprawled on her side beside him, her head held regally as she watched the two men wrestling in the grass. Her own bonded's emotions were positive and high, resulting in a dragon that was relaxed and at ease as she turned gleeful eyes upon the larger dragon, before turning back to the riders.
The little green was focused strongly on their bondeds, watching with a calculating gaze as they brought out - in her personal opinion - the best in one another. Larrikith had spent the better part of her lifetime resenting a dragonless fool for causing her rider to, as far as she was concerned, betray whom he really was. As a result, she had gone out of her way to introduce B'jin to as many likable new people the best way she knew how - flights. It hadn't worked, of course, and she hadn't really ever expected it to, though she had always hoped. Maybe, now.
As she watched the two grown men act more like the children crawling over herself and Ayyonth, Larrikith lowered her head to rest across her blue companions' forelegs, her eyes darkening thoughtfully, swirling slowly as her mind plotted how best to bring about a set of circumstances that would result in the display before her being far, far more common. Do, she said softly, her only response to his comment for the time being, and her train of thoughts heavy in her tone, offered without words to Ayyonth as she queried his opinion.
Following his grey eyed companions gaze to the children and dragons, B'jin snorted in amusement at them. They were swarming over the dragons with abandon, and the great beasts seemed to be enjoying the company of their smaller feet. Larrikith would occasionally comment that having his brats ranging across her was an odd, but no less enjoyable, massage for her pretty green body. Of course, if their feet happened to be dirty, it was also a good way to entice a bath as well. Smiling placidly at the children, B'jin was startled into laughing at R'nd's comment, turning a dancing gaze upon the man. "Appreciated!" The greenrider laughed. While his own home was unlikely to be over run by adults, there was never any knowing when one or both mother's would dump their children - or the children would arrive themselves - at his door. Having a place to escape with good company sounded marvelous and B'jin's face reflected his appreciation for it, if it hadn't already been noted in his enthusiastic word.
"So I've heard," B'jin purred in response, a small smirk pulling at his lips as he watched R'nd lean towards him. Brown eyes bright with amusement, and tainted with invitation, B'jin was taken completely by surprise when the bluerider smeared green paint across his nose. Eyes widening in shock, B'jin crossed them in a comical manner to stare at the green streak, mouth opening slightly. Refocusing his gaze on R'nd, he stared blankly at him. "You -!" he gasped, apparently unable to articulate whatever it was coursing through him. Staring at R'nd in continued shock silence, B'jin apparently didn't appear to be capable of coping with the turn of events. Four heart beats later, however, and he threw himself into action, literally.
With very little forwarning, B'jin literally hurled himself bodily at R'nd, taking a pot of paint with him as he did so. With his empty hand thrust forward, he shoved R'nd heavily in the chest, his own body weight following as he sprawled on top of him. The paint pot was quickly turned upside-down atop R'nd's pretty blonde head, and B'jin gave it a good shake to make sure it had all come out, his laughter bubbling up when he managed to get a good look at his handy work. Breathing heavily with adrenaline rushed delight, B'jin struggled into a sitting position, tossing the empty pot aside as he straddled R'nd's stomach, smirking down at the younger man with a smug expression.
"I win!" he declared, far too proud of himself. Laughing brightly, he reached forward to brush the red paint that was on his hand on R'nd's chest, expression mockingly concerned as he eyed his handywork. "I do hope you didn't favour this shirt!"
This was more like it! Thrilling in the direction the morning had taken her rider, Larrikith responded to Ayyonth's creeping closer with a soft croon and a shifting of posture, as she sprawled on her side beside him, her head held regally as she watched the two men wrestling in the grass. Her own bonded's emotions were positive and high, resulting in a dragon that was relaxed and at ease as she turned gleeful eyes upon the larger dragon, before turning back to the riders.
The little green was focused strongly on their bondeds, watching with a calculating gaze as they brought out - in her personal opinion - the best in one another. Larrikith had spent the better part of her lifetime resenting a dragonless fool for causing her rider to, as far as she was concerned, betray whom he really was. As a result, she had gone out of her way to introduce B'jin to as many likable new people the best way she knew how - flights. It hadn't worked, of course, and she hadn't really ever expected it to, though she had always hoped. Maybe, now.
As she watched the two grown men act more like the children crawling over herself and Ayyonth, Larrikith lowered her head to rest across her blue companions' forelegs, her eyes darkening thoughtfully, swirling slowly as her mind plotted how best to bring about a set of circumstances that would result in the display before her being far, far more common. Do, she said softly, her only response to his comment for the time being, and her train of thoughts heavy in her tone, offered without words to Ayyonth as she queried his opinion.
