08.Jan.13, 12:57 PM
Indivara watched the play of emotions on the other woman’s face with amusement. Sensing the impending doom, Blood Sucker gave Shit Head what could only qualify as flipping the bird, and landed primly on Indivara’s shoulder, his dark blue tail twining around her neck. Indivara’s crossed arms shifted slightly to account for the little firelizard’s weight and she centred more weight on the left side. The nervousness Rhaedalyn displayed caused Indivara some curiosity, far more than she was otherwise apparent and she shifted her weight again, leaning to the right as Rhaedalyn finally began to speak.
A slight frown was given in the start, before blue e yes opened dramatically wide when Rhaedalyn finally spat out what it was she was after. Indivara’s shock was echoed in the concerned creel Bloody let loose as he pressed against her cheek. Above their heads, Shit gave a squeak and vanished between, relocating to Jada, and sulking on the young goldrider. Indivara ignored her firelizards, besides lifting a hand to gently pet the blue still glued to her. “You want to flightmoth?” An incredulous eyebrow arched and Indivara shook her head, strands of hair coming loose from the braid Kerrin had done earlier that day.
“… No.” Indivara replied, her voice quietly low and very serious as she frowned up at Rhaedalyn. Not even five feet tall and barely fifteen when she had first been swept up by a bronzerider, Indivara had had no say in the events that unfolded. It had been a far cry from the romantic situations girls whispered about behind their hands and she knew just from looking at her that Rhaedalyn would be crying in terror before the man had even finished his heavy handed stripping. “No.” she repeated.
“Why-?” Indivara’s question fell off into silence as she recalled why Rhaedalyn would want to seek out an opportunity to flightmoth. “He didn’t mean flight mothing! Are you stupid?!” Indivara’s crossed arms exploded outward as she glared up at Rhaedalyn. “The whole idea is to avoid being a virgin during flight lust, not jump right in. Fuck, Rhaedalyn.” Indivara threw her hands up, exasperated. Blood Sucker gave an affirmative chirp, but Indi shushed him with a light tap to the nose. Huffing, Indivara brushed stray strands of hair off her face.
“No. You are not doing that.” She eyed the girl up and down, lips twisting to one side thoughtfully as she considered her taller companion. She might be able to find someone to do the honours, though. Indivara’s gaze rose to meet Rhaedalyn’s eyes thoughtfully. She knew more of the dragonriders than the skittish young woman was bound to know, and she could manage to speak around them which she would lay marks on being something Rhaedalyn struggled with.
“Perhaps I can help you find someone outside of dragonlust. You’re pretty enough that they won’t need the extra boost at any rate.” A teasing smile was given the other girl, but there were shadows behind Indivara’s amused gaze that suggested there was more to the comment.
A slight frown was given in the start, before blue e yes opened dramatically wide when Rhaedalyn finally spat out what it was she was after. Indivara’s shock was echoed in the concerned creel Bloody let loose as he pressed against her cheek. Above their heads, Shit gave a squeak and vanished between, relocating to Jada, and sulking on the young goldrider. Indivara ignored her firelizards, besides lifting a hand to gently pet the blue still glued to her. “You want to flightmoth?” An incredulous eyebrow arched and Indivara shook her head, strands of hair coming loose from the braid Kerrin had done earlier that day.
“… No.” Indivara replied, her voice quietly low and very serious as she frowned up at Rhaedalyn. Not even five feet tall and barely fifteen when she had first been swept up by a bronzerider, Indivara had had no say in the events that unfolded. It had been a far cry from the romantic situations girls whispered about behind their hands and she knew just from looking at her that Rhaedalyn would be crying in terror before the man had even finished his heavy handed stripping. “No.” she repeated.
“Why-?” Indivara’s question fell off into silence as she recalled why Rhaedalyn would want to seek out an opportunity to flightmoth. “He didn’t mean flight mothing! Are you stupid?!” Indivara’s crossed arms exploded outward as she glared up at Rhaedalyn. “The whole idea is to avoid being a virgin during flight lust, not jump right in. Fuck, Rhaedalyn.” Indivara threw her hands up, exasperated. Blood Sucker gave an affirmative chirp, but Indi shushed him with a light tap to the nose. Huffing, Indivara brushed stray strands of hair off her face.
“No. You are not doing that.” She eyed the girl up and down, lips twisting to one side thoughtfully as she considered her taller companion. She might be able to find someone to do the honours, though. Indivara’s gaze rose to meet Rhaedalyn’s eyes thoughtfully. She knew more of the dragonriders than the skittish young woman was bound to know, and she could manage to speak around them which she would lay marks on being something Rhaedalyn struggled with.
“Perhaps I can help you find someone outside of dragonlust. You’re pretty enough that they won’t need the extra boost at any rate.” A teasing smile was given the other girl, but there were shadows behind Indivara’s amused gaze that suggested there was more to the comment.