16.Dec.12, 02:13 AM
Z’ia’s expression was mildly amused as S’kef pushed the bottle of wine over to him, watching with calculating green eyes as the brownrider finished his own glass. His words were acknowledged with a slight nod, but the tiny bluerider made no effort to respond in any further manner, lips twisted just slightly into a very subtle smile.
Z’ia dipped his head slightly once more as S’kef smiled at him, still not bothering to speak as he watched the intimidating man turn and stride away. Z’ia leaned forward slightly, picking up the wine bottle in gentle fingers and twirling the bottle thoughtfully between his hands. Standing, he made his own way out of the Dining Hall, face a mix of thoughtfulness and downright amusement.
Damn, life was fine! Laughing softly as Plague chirped her agreement and nuzzled his cheek, Z’ia skipped cheerfully from Dining Hall to Hut in the darkness, with only the winking stars to watch him.
Z’ia dipped his head slightly once more as S’kef smiled at him, still not bothering to speak as he watched the intimidating man turn and stride away. Z’ia leaned forward slightly, picking up the wine bottle in gentle fingers and twirling the bottle thoughtfully between his hands. Standing, he made his own way out of the Dining Hall, face a mix of thoughtfulness and downright amusement.
Damn, life was fine! Laughing softly as Plague chirped her agreement and nuzzled his cheek, Z’ia skipped cheerfully from Dining Hall to Hut in the darkness, with only the winking stars to watch him.
Unless stated otherwise, Aveleth never speaks to anyone but Z'ia