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11.Sep.12, 09:53 AM
"Valerian loves us." B'jin stated quite confidently, indicating Larrikith as the other portion of 'us' with a flick of his hand and a quirky smile to the little green dragon, who crooned her agreement. "He's just a tease." A wink was tossed at R'nd, the greenrider completely oblivious to any manner in which his words could be taken - unaware that they could be taken in any manner other than he spoke, though what he might have meant by them was probably vaguely known at best even to him.
Yes? Larrikith purred innocently at Valerian, still hiding childishly behind B'jin as she watched the blue weyrling with obvious amusement. That faded rapidly, however, and she shot R'nd a warning look when he kissed her rider again. The little green's eyes flashed possessively and she snorted, the sound almost threatening as she unfurled her wings just enough to make her look almost intimidating. Or slightly hilarious, though he'd be insane to laugh at her.
"Probab-," B'jin was cut off by the application of R'nd's teasing kiss. "-ley." He finished, blinking as R'nd whisked off to begin the task of bathing his dragon while Larrikith gave a snort of irritation. B'jin turned to eye Larrikith thoughtfully. "Shall we, fair lady?" Oh, the mockery in that simple question, but whatever was bugging her, was apparently forgotten and B'jin smiled as she replied. Of course, good sir. His own teasing was thrown back ten fold by Larrikith's mind voice, which she shared with the boys - dragons and rider alike - before walking with great dignity to join the blues in the water. B'jin trotted along behind her, after grabbing a scrubbing brush and a couple bags of soap-sand.
B'jin, ever absent from draconic conversation unless they were specifically aiming to include him, looked up in surprise as R'nd called his name and babbled something about Veeth and hearts and hides. Larrikith snorted again, but B'jin just petted her lightly on the nose as he rolled his eyes and made his way over to the other two riders. The little green followed him possessively, curious to see what was causing the commotion over at Veeth when they should all be focusing on her. Her sudden rush of irritable jealousy poisoned B'jin's good mood, the greenrider's lips pursing into a flat line.
"It can't be a spot if it's heart shaped." B'jin stated bluntly, frowning at R'nd and wondering if he were trying to be funny. Deciding that'd be a very R'nd thing to do, B'jin gave the bluerider an irritable look. "Are you going to move so I can see, or would you like to stand there all day?" B'jin's voice was snide, his expression alien as he glared at R'nd with obvious irritation. "Well?!" He snapped, scowling when he was just stared at by both blueriders.
Larrikith probably would have been amused by her rider being snippy, if she weren't rather eager for her bath to commence... so it could be finished! Forget about them! Larrikith's voice was somewhere between a command and a wheedle, soft and for her rider only, B'jin threw his hands up in the air and spun around, his gaze shifting back to his dragon automatically, eyes softening and he moved away from the little group huddled around Veeth to focus on his own gorgeous dragon. Bathe me, love. We can admire him later. When it wasn't important for her to be the centre of all admiration! They were the important ones right now! B'jin pet her nose gently, tracing the shape of her face around her eye with gentle affection. "True, love," he murmured softly.
With B'jin focused on her and the job of scrubbing her hide, Larrikith glared at either man any time they so much as glanced in her direction, be it at her or at B'jin. Her gaze was hot, with flickers of lust flashing through at random and lengthy intervals. Only when she'd been scrubbed from top to tail did Larrikith allow B'jin to coax her up the beach and onto the sands, the dragon shaking herself out to remove most of the water before allowing her rider to attack her with their patented lavender scented oil. As the heady scent swirled around them, both relaxed visibly and Larrikith's gaze focused less on angry glares at the two blues and their riders, and more lusty invitation as she preened under B'jin's careful application of oil.
Yes? Larrikith purred innocently at Valerian, still hiding childishly behind B'jin as she watched the blue weyrling with obvious amusement. That faded rapidly, however, and she shot R'nd a warning look when he kissed her rider again. The little green's eyes flashed possessively and she snorted, the sound almost threatening as she unfurled her wings just enough to make her look almost intimidating. Or slightly hilarious, though he'd be insane to laugh at her.
"Probab-," B'jin was cut off by the application of R'nd's teasing kiss. "-ley." He finished, blinking as R'nd whisked off to begin the task of bathing his dragon while Larrikith gave a snort of irritation. B'jin turned to eye Larrikith thoughtfully. "Shall we, fair lady?" Oh, the mockery in that simple question, but whatever was bugging her, was apparently forgotten and B'jin smiled as she replied. Of course, good sir. His own teasing was thrown back ten fold by Larrikith's mind voice, which she shared with the boys - dragons and rider alike - before walking with great dignity to join the blues in the water. B'jin trotted along behind her, after grabbing a scrubbing brush and a couple bags of soap-sand.
B'jin, ever absent from draconic conversation unless they were specifically aiming to include him, looked up in surprise as R'nd called his name and babbled something about Veeth and hearts and hides. Larrikith snorted again, but B'jin just petted her lightly on the nose as he rolled his eyes and made his way over to the other two riders. The little green followed him possessively, curious to see what was causing the commotion over at Veeth when they should all be focusing on her. Her sudden rush of irritable jealousy poisoned B'jin's good mood, the greenrider's lips pursing into a flat line.
"It can't be a spot if it's heart shaped." B'jin stated bluntly, frowning at R'nd and wondering if he were trying to be funny. Deciding that'd be a very R'nd thing to do, B'jin gave the bluerider an irritable look. "Are you going to move so I can see, or would you like to stand there all day?" B'jin's voice was snide, his expression alien as he glared at R'nd with obvious irritation. "Well?!" He snapped, scowling when he was just stared at by both blueriders.
Larrikith probably would have been amused by her rider being snippy, if she weren't rather eager for her bath to commence... so it could be finished! Forget about them! Larrikith's voice was somewhere between a command and a wheedle, soft and for her rider only, B'jin threw his hands up in the air and spun around, his gaze shifting back to his dragon automatically, eyes softening and he moved away from the little group huddled around Veeth to focus on his own gorgeous dragon. Bathe me, love. We can admire him later. When it wasn't important for her to be the centre of all admiration! They were the important ones right now! B'jin pet her nose gently, tracing the shape of her face around her eye with gentle affection. "True, love," he murmured softly.
With B'jin focused on her and the job of scrubbing her hide, Larrikith glared at either man any time they so much as glanced in her direction, be it at her or at B'jin. Her gaze was hot, with flickers of lust flashing through at random and lengthy intervals. Only when she'd been scrubbed from top to tail did Larrikith allow B'jin to coax her up the beach and onto the sands, the dragon shaking herself out to remove most of the water before allowing her rider to attack her with their patented lavender scented oil. As the heady scent swirled around them, both relaxed visibly and Larrikith's gaze focused less on angry glares at the two blues and their riders, and more lusty invitation as she preened under B'jin's careful application of oil.
