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18.Aug.13, 09:20 PM
B'jin's brown eyes lingered on D'hys, and his left shoulder rose in a very luckluster manner, the greenrider mumbling a non committed 'nyah,' as he slowly took the shirt in numb fingers. Larrikith hissed in warning, eyes a beautiful swirl of red and purple though B'jin looked less than distressed by the bluerider's close proximity. "Thank you." He voice was as vague as his expression as B'jin held the shirt lightly in one hand, then letting both arm and shirt drop down to his side after a few moments, the white material tangled between his fingers. He then returned to staring up at D'hys unblinkingly, expression very slowly taking on a hint of confused annoyance though it didn't show in his voice.
"This spot's taken." He repeated, his voice still very vague, and he tilted his head slightly to the left. "Find another." The words came out far more like a dreamy murmur than the demand they were designed to be, but B'jin seemed completely oblivious to that, too, as he satared up at D'hys, clearly waiting for the bluerider to remove himself from the clearing B'jin had chosen to spend his evening swimming by. There were plenty of the similar little locations along the length of the river; the bluerider could find another one and leave B'jin to his, no?
With that clearly decided, and obviously of the opinion that D'hys would move along on his way now that he had his shirt and had dismissed him, the greenrider turned back to his dragon and slipped under her neck to seat himself on the other side - Larrikith continued to stare daringly at D'hys, lips drawn back to show her teeth. Sitting neatly on the soft ground, B'jin crossed his legs, folding his shirt in slow and deliberate motions before he set it down beside him. When that was done - and B'jin spent several moments staring vaguely at it, making sure it wasn't about to unfold itself - the greenrider shifted one leg so he could pluck at the laces holding his boots done up. When it was loose enough, he pulled the boot off, and then set it aside with his shirt, watching it flop slightly before tugging his sock off.
Bare toes were wriggled happily even a B'jin turnd his no-one-is-home attention upon the other boot, and began plucking at the laces on that one. "It's rude to stare." B'jin's voice came out of nowhere, and he shifted his attention from the boot he was in the process of unlacing still, to peer up at D'hys with wide eyes, though his brows were furrowed. Larrikith, not entirely convinced that D'hys was well meaning, ruffled her wings unhappily and shifted her position. Snarling maw was occasionally angled at the bluerider, but the moment her gaze was captured by Zeianth, D'hys was forgotten. The blue dragon was stared at without blinking, Larrikirth watching him, and clearly calculating. Her weight shifted, rocking back on her hind legs and her wings flared outwards a little, but she made no actual attempt to take off, just continued to stare at the larger dragon.
"This spot's taken." He repeated, his voice still very vague, and he tilted his head slightly to the left. "Find another." The words came out far more like a dreamy murmur than the demand they were designed to be, but B'jin seemed completely oblivious to that, too, as he satared up at D'hys, clearly waiting for the bluerider to remove himself from the clearing B'jin had chosen to spend his evening swimming by. There were plenty of the similar little locations along the length of the river; the bluerider could find another one and leave B'jin to his, no?
With that clearly decided, and obviously of the opinion that D'hys would move along on his way now that he had his shirt and had dismissed him, the greenrider turned back to his dragon and slipped under her neck to seat himself on the other side - Larrikith continued to stare daringly at D'hys, lips drawn back to show her teeth. Sitting neatly on the soft ground, B'jin crossed his legs, folding his shirt in slow and deliberate motions before he set it down beside him. When that was done - and B'jin spent several moments staring vaguely at it, making sure it wasn't about to unfold itself - the greenrider shifted one leg so he could pluck at the laces holding his boots done up. When it was loose enough, he pulled the boot off, and then set it aside with his shirt, watching it flop slightly before tugging his sock off.
Bare toes were wriggled happily even a B'jin turnd his no-one-is-home attention upon the other boot, and began plucking at the laces on that one. "It's rude to stare." B'jin's voice came out of nowhere, and he shifted his attention from the boot he was in the process of unlacing still, to peer up at D'hys with wide eyes, though his brows were furrowed. Larrikith, not entirely convinced that D'hys was well meaning, ruffled her wings unhappily and shifted her position. Snarling maw was occasionally angled at the bluerider, but the moment her gaze was captured by Zeianth, D'hys was forgotten. The blue dragon was stared at without blinking, Larrikirth watching him, and clearly calculating. Her weight shifted, rocking back on her hind legs and her wings flared outwards a little, but she made no actual attempt to take off, just continued to stare at the larger dragon.
