11.Feb.12, 06:45 AM
He hesitated for a brief moment, not because he doubted his decision, but because he wasn't sure what to do. He trembled as he felt Erisi's posture shift, his body suddenly drawn closer to the healer. He nodded slowly as he felt a lump form in his throat. "I..sort of owe you one," he said in his gentle voice. He leaned in to accept Erisi's second kiss. His heart fluttered. He'd felt that sensation once before, not too long ago, though it felt like turns had gone by. Something was different this time, though.
His eyes grew misty with tears, but he wiped them away before they could fall. He hated Katila. He hated the dragonriders for their terrible crimes. He empathized with everything his poor friend protested. There really was no escape, though...no hope, aside from clinging to each other and their fellow candidates and hoping to the stars that things would get better. Talian leaned closer, pressing his lips against Erisi's neck and allowing his eyes to close. He thought about what B'jin had said. He needed to loosen up, in more ways than one. He needed to make friends and learn how to relax. B'jin, obviouslyt remorseful for the wrongs he'd done against Talian, wanted to see the healer adapt.
Now, as Talian considered the greenrider's words, he found ironic and somewhat macabre humor in how this very act of escapism was probably going to be the final nail in his coffin. He'd given up on ever being free again. Now he was giving in to the dragonriders' ways...all in an effort to get away from them for a while.
He slid backwards, relutantly and daintily peeling himself away from his friend, and sank to his knees on the floor.
DUN DUN DUUUUN
His eyes grew misty with tears, but he wiped them away before they could fall. He hated Katila. He hated the dragonriders for their terrible crimes. He empathized with everything his poor friend protested. There really was no escape, though...no hope, aside from clinging to each other and their fellow candidates and hoping to the stars that things would get better. Talian leaned closer, pressing his lips against Erisi's neck and allowing his eyes to close. He thought about what B'jin had said. He needed to loosen up, in more ways than one. He needed to make friends and learn how to relax. B'jin, obviouslyt remorseful for the wrongs he'd done against Talian, wanted to see the healer adapt.
Now, as Talian considered the greenrider's words, he found ironic and somewhat macabre humor in how this very act of escapism was probably going to be the final nail in his coffin. He'd given up on ever being free again. Now he was giving in to the dragonriders' ways...all in an effort to get away from them for a while.
He slid backwards, relutantly and daintily peeling himself away from his friend, and sank to his knees on the floor.
DUN DUN DUUUUN