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!
02.Jun.12, 06:22 AM
Indivara slapped Jazira's hand away with a snarl, glaring indignantly at the woman as she wiped the cream off her face, and not at all into the scar tissue as she had been instructed. Instead, she lifted the hem of her shirt and used it to remove the cream, glaring with icy eyes as she lowered the fabric. "Keep your hands to yourself, filthy tart." The words were snarled, and filled with the child's trademark venom. Her lips were twitching as she scuttled back on the bed, pulling her legs up under herself and still glaring at Jazira. How dare she touch her! Filthy northern scum!
"Talian is my healer," Indivara spat, tossing her head and the mess of long, dark hair over her shoulder as she did so, looking haughtily at Jazira. "And he is ten times the healer you could even dream of being. So you can go choke." Sniffing, Indivara grimaced and wiped at her face again, removing more of the cream and shooting Jazira a filthy look as she did so. Did the woman have no bedside manners? Sweet Faranth, hadn't she heard of asking? Stupid wherry born tart. And pregnant already! Did none of these Northerner's know how to get a dragonrider to whisk them between, or were they actually willing to showcase their body in exchange for a dragon they'd been stolen to Impress in the first place?
"I'm here to see Talian." While the answer was remarkably delayed, Indivara seemed completely oblivious to that fact - or, more likely, she simply didn't care. Jazira had been deemed unworthy of any particular respect or appreciation, and as a result, Indivara cared not what the other girl thought of her. The child was secure in her lot in life. She was going to Impress bronze and rule the Weyr beside Jada. Talian was her healer and while she was making his job more difficult than it needed to be, she was also making him look damned good (only Talian could have healed a grot like her so well) and she was secure in the knowledge that she was amazing, wonderful, and loved by the people that mattered to her. What more could a pre-teen possibly want?
"Who ruined your life?" While Indivara was referring to the healer's pregnancy, she was willing to go with whatever way and information Jazira decided to have that question refer to. After all, everyone of the northern whiners like to bitch about how the Katilan's were awful, life ruining bastards. It was rather amusing, really.
[sup]Trololol. Not off to a good start, our girls XD[/sup]
"Talian is my healer," Indivara spat, tossing her head and the mess of long, dark hair over her shoulder as she did so, looking haughtily at Jazira. "And he is ten times the healer you could even dream of being. So you can go choke." Sniffing, Indivara grimaced and wiped at her face again, removing more of the cream and shooting Jazira a filthy look as she did so. Did the woman have no bedside manners? Sweet Faranth, hadn't she heard of asking? Stupid wherry born tart. And pregnant already! Did none of these Northerner's know how to get a dragonrider to whisk them between, or were they actually willing to showcase their body in exchange for a dragon they'd been stolen to Impress in the first place?
"I'm here to see Talian." While the answer was remarkably delayed, Indivara seemed completely oblivious to that fact - or, more likely, she simply didn't care. Jazira had been deemed unworthy of any particular respect or appreciation, and as a result, Indivara cared not what the other girl thought of her. The child was secure in her lot in life. She was going to Impress bronze and rule the Weyr beside Jada. Talian was her healer and while she was making his job more difficult than it needed to be, she was also making him look damned good (only Talian could have healed a grot like her so well) and she was secure in the knowledge that she was amazing, wonderful, and loved by the people that mattered to her. What more could a pre-teen possibly want?
"Who ruined your life?" While Indivara was referring to the healer's pregnancy, she was willing to go with whatever way and information Jazira decided to have that question refer to. After all, everyone of the northern whiners like to bitch about how the Katilan's were awful, life ruining bastards. It was rather amusing, really.
[sup]Trololol. Not off to a good start, our girls XD[/sup]
