18.Jun.13, 08:54 PM
I'shan felt his lithe body bounce off of some other suitor as he plowed his way into the room, paying no heed to the men and women around him, clawing and wriggling and pushing and shoving his way towards his prize. Greenflights were so much fun, and Ilveriath had gotten so much better at them over the last few turns! Who would it be this time? Shards, anyone other than A'liran would do! Or a girl...I'shan would have been disappointed (and disgusted) to wake up beside a girl again, but at least they couldn't help it! And at least they wouldn't try to beat him up for winning!
When he heard the voice of the greenrider speak to him, his eyes fixed on the younger man in recognition. "Oh! It's you..." he said, smirking, proud of himself for being sober enough to recognize what was going on. He knew this young man well, and he had every intention of proving that he deserved the maiden flight.
Oh, even better? Beating Z'ia. One more checkmark for I'shan!
The bluerider smirked, already anticipating his victory when he finally felt Ilveriath collide with Araith. I'shan threw himself at S'jin, laughing joyously and unable to resist casting one quick, playful smirk at Z'ia. Otherwise, he was lost to the flight itself.
When he heard the voice of the greenrider speak to him, his eyes fixed on the younger man in recognition. "Oh! It's you..." he said, smirking, proud of himself for being sober enough to recognize what was going on. He knew this young man well, and he had every intention of proving that he deserved the maiden flight.
Oh, even better? Beating Z'ia. One more checkmark for I'shan!
The bluerider smirked, already anticipating his victory when he finally felt Ilveriath collide with Araith. I'shan threw himself at S'jin, laughing joyously and unable to resist casting one quick, playful smirk at Z'ia. Otherwise, he was lost to the flight itself.