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!
08.Apr.12, 07:57 PM
Tal was sitting at his desk, eyes fixed firmly on a list of recent medical reports when B'jin entered the room. The healer's eyes darted over and immediately lit up. "B'jin!" he said, sitting up swiftly and hopping to his feet. He'd been drearily lonely and mechanically overworked the past couple sevendays. Other than a terrifying encounter with R'nd in the bathhouses and a few pleasant conversations with Breccan, Tal had done almost nothing but work. It was soothing in a way; it allowed him to pretend he was somewhere else and that he was still a real healer. On the other hand, well...he was getting accustomed to having friends, and in the Katilan setting he'd become somewhat dependent on them. He'd almost given up on ever seeing them again!
His expression drew up into an indignant pout as B'jin spoke. "...They never even told me that you came by!" he protested with uncharacteristic fire. Perhaps it was a sign that he was - ever so slowly - adjusting. Feeling better. Something.
He marched over to the door and locked it. Find him NOW, you facists! he thought before turning on his heels to face B'jin. His expression softened and mellowed, less lively but filled with a certain warmth. "I've missed you.'
It was true. He hadn't seen B'jin much since the suicide attempt. Tal still remembered that night vividly, laying fitfully at B'jin's side while the struggled for life. Tal would never forget that night. B'jin had done more for him than anyone else had in his entire life. While Tal was eternally grateful, he'd also missed his surrogate father an awful lot during his recovery. The sudden isolation had hurt more than he'd expected, even though he had seen B'jin once...and what a bad day that had been.
Tal walked over and threw his arms around the greenrider. "Any time..." he said softly as he squeezed.
His expression drew up into an indignant pout as B'jin spoke. "...They never even told me that you came by!" he protested with uncharacteristic fire. Perhaps it was a sign that he was - ever so slowly - adjusting. Feeling better. Something.
He marched over to the door and locked it. Find him NOW, you facists! he thought before turning on his heels to face B'jin. His expression softened and mellowed, less lively but filled with a certain warmth. "I've missed you.'
It was true. He hadn't seen B'jin much since the suicide attempt. Tal still remembered that night vividly, laying fitfully at B'jin's side while the struggled for life. Tal would never forget that night. B'jin had done more for him than anyone else had in his entire life. While Tal was eternally grateful, he'd also missed his surrogate father an awful lot during his recovery. The sudden isolation had hurt more than he'd expected, even though he had seen B'jin once...and what a bad day that had been.
Tal walked over and threw his arms around the greenrider. "Any time..." he said softly as he squeezed.
