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21.Jul.13, 10:39 PM
“I know.” Ryvian didn’t think Indivara really hated him given how much she had helped him in recent times but it was just easier to agree with her then make a big fuss out of it like he had sort of did in the bathhouse when he countered with liking her. Besides, he was fairly confident that was her own way of acknowledging what he said in a positive manner. If she truly hated him and was mad, he’d just be punched before she stormed away without a word. Just like Indivara could see the differences in the twins, Ryvian could read the girl fairly easily and used to rub Kerrin’s nose in that fact when he got into an argument with Indivara or was left wondering what he did wrong. His cluelessness was adorable.
A content sigh greeted Indivara shifting and making herself comfortable before she was suddenly trying to get away and insulting his hygiene. Typically, Ryvian could be as bad as his friend with having baths daily but it hadn’t seemed like top priority lately, especially since it was a long walk to the bathhouse. “Um… three days. Maybe three and half depending on what time it currently is.” It wasn’t nearly as bad as was assumed but still bad enough since he had been drinking alcohol for a large portion of that time and lying in bed in the day time heat. He’d have to drag his butt to a body of water soon if he wanted more cuddles from his friend though. Ryvian also didn’t want to admire his own stench and so far he hadn’t caught a whiff, though perhaps he had a cold of some sort or killed his senses from the booze.
“When you go feed the monster, I’ll go bathe. I promise,” he added in the promise to guarantee he’d go. He wasn’t like R’nd where that word was binding through thick and thin and he felt like he should be exiled if he broke it, but Ryvian cherished his brother and good friends and they deserved to be treated amazingly without lies and forgetfulness. If a bath was all she wanted out of him, he’d give it.
“You can join me afterwards, if you want.” Ryvian shifted just enough to drape his arm lightly over his friend and found another genuine smile to offer her. “I’ll make up my behaviour to you again as well.” Ryvian was leaning towards their bath sex being more borne of pity than any true desire for him but he’d take what he could get from the girl that seemed to like the chase so much. It was unlikely anything would happen again, in a bath or in the bed, which was why Ryvian didn’t try for it despite how easy it would have been to pull up her dress and make Indivara sigh with pleasure.
“You’re amazing, Di,” he whispered and shut his eyes before he could see the smugness or suspicion. He still wasn’t entirely convinced he was still needed by Nyvian, but Ryvian was starting to see some light again in terms of Standing and being himself. It was hard to think of himself as anyone other than one of the Vian twins but maybe he could find himself again after a bath. Maybe people would want to know more about him now that they could tell the brothers apart? It was something to hope for, just like he hoped Nyvian was doing well as a weyrling and they would have time together again soon. For now, he’d praise Indivara for her determination and stubbornness that kept her putting up with his moods. He owed her so much. It’d take a while to find the perfect gift of gratitude.
A content sigh greeted Indivara shifting and making herself comfortable before she was suddenly trying to get away and insulting his hygiene. Typically, Ryvian could be as bad as his friend with having baths daily but it hadn’t seemed like top priority lately, especially since it was a long walk to the bathhouse. “Um… three days. Maybe three and half depending on what time it currently is.” It wasn’t nearly as bad as was assumed but still bad enough since he had been drinking alcohol for a large portion of that time and lying in bed in the day time heat. He’d have to drag his butt to a body of water soon if he wanted more cuddles from his friend though. Ryvian also didn’t want to admire his own stench and so far he hadn’t caught a whiff, though perhaps he had a cold of some sort or killed his senses from the booze.
“When you go feed the monster, I’ll go bathe. I promise,” he added in the promise to guarantee he’d go. He wasn’t like R’nd where that word was binding through thick and thin and he felt like he should be exiled if he broke it, but Ryvian cherished his brother and good friends and they deserved to be treated amazingly without lies and forgetfulness. If a bath was all she wanted out of him, he’d give it.
“You can join me afterwards, if you want.” Ryvian shifted just enough to drape his arm lightly over his friend and found another genuine smile to offer her. “I’ll make up my behaviour to you again as well.” Ryvian was leaning towards their bath sex being more borne of pity than any true desire for him but he’d take what he could get from the girl that seemed to like the chase so much. It was unlikely anything would happen again, in a bath or in the bed, which was why Ryvian didn’t try for it despite how easy it would have been to pull up her dress and make Indivara sigh with pleasure.
“You’re amazing, Di,” he whispered and shut his eyes before he could see the smugness or suspicion. He still wasn’t entirely convinced he was still needed by Nyvian, but Ryvian was starting to see some light again in terms of Standing and being himself. It was hard to think of himself as anyone other than one of the Vian twins but maybe he could find himself again after a bath. Maybe people would want to know more about him now that they could tell the brothers apart? It was something to hope for, just like he hoped Nyvian was doing well as a weyrling and they would have time together again soon. For now, he’d praise Indivara for her determination and stubbornness that kept her putting up with his moods. He owed her so much. It’d take a while to find the perfect gift of gratitude.
