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24.Jul.13, 10:52 AM
09.11.233 AL - 7am onwards.
B'jin had no idea R'nd shared his birthday with Amorandii. What B'jin did know was that the little girl was turning seven, that she was beyond excited about it (if there was anyone in the Weyr not aware if exactly when the little girl's birthday was, Bjin would have been impressed) and that there was no way he was facing the day alone. Therefore, R'nd would be suffering through it with him, and since B'jin knew R'nd spent time around his children with much the same level of enthusiasm as most people displayed walking on molten glass, B'jin also knew that he owed his lover. A lot.
Unfortunately, keeping excitable seven year olds from being too outrageous was bound to be utterly exhausting, and B'jin knew he wouldn't have the strength to thank R'nd properly for his assistance following the days events. So he started with the night before. Had he known the date of his lovers birthday, B'jin may have put more planning into the evening instead of just winging it. As it was, the greenrider had managed to keep both himself and his partner up for the vast majority of the night, with B'jin digging up a few new tricks that he hadn't personally shared with the younger man, intent on making sure R'nd was well aware if how much his company would be appreciated the following day.
B'jin could, however, be remarkably demanding when the mood struck, and while a full nights sleep likely would have been th best course if action before Amorandii's birthday, sleep wasn't something the two men were gifted with until only a few hours off dawn - B'jin being sure that Amorandii would at least be kept occupied by her mother or crèche until a more reasonal hour. H should have known better, as R'nd's front door burst open, followed shortly there after by the excitable child coming exploding into the bedroom, and throwing herself onto the bed. B'jin shifted carefully, far more sleep than awake, to protect both his own and R'nd's groins from the uncaring child.
"Daddy! Wake up! Daddy?" Amorandii's voice could generally be considered pleasant, but functioning on only a couple hours sleep, B'jin just grumbled incoherently in R'nd's neck about killing someone, specifically the child's mother. "Daddy! Ayyonth said I could have cinnamon buns for breakfast!" B'jin mumbled into R'nd's neck again, not quite sure if he was willing to believe the little girl's claim. "And Larrikith said we could go flying and the lady in the kitchen will make me the BEST cake and daddy, daddy wake up!" Amorandii poked B'jin in the cheek, giggling as he buried his face under R'nd, who was given a child's sloppy kiss to the cheek.
"Uncle! You should get up too!" The child scrambled off the bed, making good B'jin's protective measures as she landed a knee in his gut and barely missed things that should not be the victim of a child's uncaring disregard, and B'jin grunted as she ran out the door. It was far, far too early to be so rudely awoken! Freeing himself, B'jin poked R'nd lazily until the blue rider flopped into his back, and B'jin slid provocatively atop him, kissing sleepy lips.
"Good morning, my love." B'jin murmured between gentle kisses, instructing Larrikith to keep the child out of the bedroom as he got R'nd to wake up and face the day. If the green dragon seemed particularly more smug and amused than usual, B'jin didn't pick up on it as hot kisses made their way down R'nd's body, the green rider wriggling backwards as he went...
~ ~ ~
B'jin was smiling cheerfully as he plucked a shirt from R'nd's fingers and dropped it back on the chest of clothing. "Wear something less pretty, love. Cinnamon buns for breakfast, and Faranth only knows what else she's wheedled out of the crèche workers. Sticky fingers." He wriggled his own for emphasis, and kissed his friend softly, a devious little smile playing over the corners of his lips. "Gotta keep what you've got left safe," kissing R'nd again, B'jin laughed gently as he tugged a shirt on over his own head, and tied the laces at the front modestly.
"Daddy," the planitive whine sounded through the door, and B'jin bit back another laugh, clearly awake and ready to face the day as he hopped in the spot for a moment, tugging on pants, "aren't you ready yet?" Oh, the answers to that question! B'jin flashed R'nd a wicked smirk before answering his daughter, belting his pants up. "R'nd couldn't find his pants." The laughter in his vice was missed by the child, who huffed irritably on the far side do the door. The cinnamon buns would be getting cold!
Brown eyes sparkling, B'jin flourished a bow towards the door, and waited cheerfully for R'nd to lead the way out.
Ooc; iPad. I think I got most of the autos >.>
most of this thread will take place in the crèche. We're just starting at R'nd's >D
B'jin had no idea R'nd shared his birthday with Amorandii. What B'jin did know was that the little girl was turning seven, that she was beyond excited about it (if there was anyone in the Weyr not aware if exactly when the little girl's birthday was, Bjin would have been impressed) and that there was no way he was facing the day alone. Therefore, R'nd would be suffering through it with him, and since B'jin knew R'nd spent time around his children with much the same level of enthusiasm as most people displayed walking on molten glass, B'jin also knew that he owed his lover. A lot.
Unfortunately, keeping excitable seven year olds from being too outrageous was bound to be utterly exhausting, and B'jin knew he wouldn't have the strength to thank R'nd properly for his assistance following the days events. So he started with the night before. Had he known the date of his lovers birthday, B'jin may have put more planning into the evening instead of just winging it. As it was, the greenrider had managed to keep both himself and his partner up for the vast majority of the night, with B'jin digging up a few new tricks that he hadn't personally shared with the younger man, intent on making sure R'nd was well aware if how much his company would be appreciated the following day.
B'jin could, however, be remarkably demanding when the mood struck, and while a full nights sleep likely would have been th best course if action before Amorandii's birthday, sleep wasn't something the two men were gifted with until only a few hours off dawn - B'jin being sure that Amorandii would at least be kept occupied by her mother or crèche until a more reasonal hour. H should have known better, as R'nd's front door burst open, followed shortly there after by the excitable child coming exploding into the bedroom, and throwing herself onto the bed. B'jin shifted carefully, far more sleep than awake, to protect both his own and R'nd's groins from the uncaring child.
"Daddy! Wake up! Daddy?" Amorandii's voice could generally be considered pleasant, but functioning on only a couple hours sleep, B'jin just grumbled incoherently in R'nd's neck about killing someone, specifically the child's mother. "Daddy! Ayyonth said I could have cinnamon buns for breakfast!" B'jin mumbled into R'nd's neck again, not quite sure if he was willing to believe the little girl's claim. "And Larrikith said we could go flying and the lady in the kitchen will make me the BEST cake and daddy, daddy wake up!" Amorandii poked B'jin in the cheek, giggling as he buried his face under R'nd, who was given a child's sloppy kiss to the cheek.
"Uncle! You should get up too!" The child scrambled off the bed, making good B'jin's protective measures as she landed a knee in his gut and barely missed things that should not be the victim of a child's uncaring disregard, and B'jin grunted as she ran out the door. It was far, far too early to be so rudely awoken! Freeing himself, B'jin poked R'nd lazily until the blue rider flopped into his back, and B'jin slid provocatively atop him, kissing sleepy lips.
"Good morning, my love." B'jin murmured between gentle kisses, instructing Larrikith to keep the child out of the bedroom as he got R'nd to wake up and face the day. If the green dragon seemed particularly more smug and amused than usual, B'jin didn't pick up on it as hot kisses made their way down R'nd's body, the green rider wriggling backwards as he went...
~ ~ ~
B'jin was smiling cheerfully as he plucked a shirt from R'nd's fingers and dropped it back on the chest of clothing. "Wear something less pretty, love. Cinnamon buns for breakfast, and Faranth only knows what else she's wheedled out of the crèche workers. Sticky fingers." He wriggled his own for emphasis, and kissed his friend softly, a devious little smile playing over the corners of his lips. "Gotta keep what you've got left safe," kissing R'nd again, B'jin laughed gently as he tugged a shirt on over his own head, and tied the laces at the front modestly.
"Daddy," the planitive whine sounded through the door, and B'jin bit back another laugh, clearly awake and ready to face the day as he hopped in the spot for a moment, tugging on pants, "aren't you ready yet?" Oh, the answers to that question! B'jin flashed R'nd a wicked smirk before answering his daughter, belting his pants up. "R'nd couldn't find his pants." The laughter in his vice was missed by the child, who huffed irritably on the far side do the door. The cinnamon buns would be getting cold!
Brown eyes sparkling, B'jin flourished a bow towards the door, and waited cheerfully for R'nd to lead the way out.
Ooc; iPad. I think I got most of the autos >.>
most of this thread will take place in the crèche. We're just starting at R'nd's >D
