09.Feb.12, 07:55 PM
Erisi was done with just standing his ground. I'shan clearly was seizing control of this argument, ruffling Erisi's feathers in every wrong way, and Erisi's tolerance of it had snapped. He was not going to be cowed by I'shan's insults, and I'shan would have been a fool to think so. Every word out of the bluerider's mouth only incited Erisi's anger further, until he could do nothing but act on it. The conversation was bound to take a turn for the worse with each spiteful insult that poured from wet lips. So, where I'shan had been the one to step forward before, it was Erisi who did so now. It was not one step either, but enough to bring him up into I'shan's space with all the confidence his anger brought him. A physical confrontation was clearly imminent, and if Erisi was daring enough, he would throw the first punch.
His arm stretched out, the flat of his hand resting boldly on I'shan's shoulder. "I'm sorry," he spoke with mock sympathy, the syllables drawn elegantly out, "that I have standards, that I'm not willing to bed anyone in this festering cesspool of dragonrider scum. I completely understand that you, however, don't have the liberty to find anyone else outside of this cesspool to take you. I don't blame them either, I'm sure their dicks would wilt at the sight of you, vaginas would be inflamed with rashes at the thought of you." Erisi would bed no dragonrider, not now when his hate for them had been so freshly alighted. He considered himself above it. He'd partner with people who didn't kidnap innocent Holders for a living.
"I, however, do blame you for selecting me. You should have known that I was ten dragonlengths above your league." I'shan's insults had bitten him hard, but he was known for retaliating just as viciously. He considered himself a catch far more than I'shan ever would be. Erisi had enough self-confidence to endure most of the blows, but it was clear with how close he was to I'shan now that his resolve to keep his insults verbal was wavering.
His arm stretched out, the flat of his hand resting boldly on I'shan's shoulder. "I'm sorry," he spoke with mock sympathy, the syllables drawn elegantly out, "that I have standards, that I'm not willing to bed anyone in this festering cesspool of dragonrider scum. I completely understand that you, however, don't have the liberty to find anyone else outside of this cesspool to take you. I don't blame them either, I'm sure their dicks would wilt at the sight of you, vaginas would be inflamed with rashes at the thought of you." Erisi would bed no dragonrider, not now when his hate for them had been so freshly alighted. He considered himself above it. He'd partner with people who didn't kidnap innocent Holders for a living.
"I, however, do blame you for selecting me. You should have known that I was ten dragonlengths above your league." I'shan's insults had bitten him hard, but he was known for retaliating just as viciously. He considered himself a catch far more than I'shan ever would be. Erisi had enough self-confidence to endure most of the blows, but it was clear with how close he was to I'shan now that his resolve to keep his insults verbal was wavering.