01.Dec.13, 09:37 AM
Less Is More’s response to (Bordtai)
Excuse me? Excuse me! Hello? Yes, you there! Hello, are you paying a lick of attention at all? Why are you gawking at some broad when I – I – am here?!
The indignant outrage of the dragonet pummels into Bordtai’s mind the moment his fingertips touch down upon the eggshell, the youngster within utterly disgusted by the lack of attention it is receiving. How could someone possibly be more interested in some silly human, when it – of unquestionable glory and beauty – was right there?!
Silence Is Bliss’ response to (Aparicus)
Despite all that had placed their hand upon her precious shell, the dragonet within was no less curious about each and every one of them. Her mind was full of questions – and despite receiving answers to some degree or another from each young woman – she was quick to ask them again with each new one. That curuiosity was abounding and no less apparent as the little one poked and prodded around in Aparicus’ thoughts, digging up interesting moment’s in the woman’s memory and waiting for more thoughts to spring forth as a result.
Only when she was fully satisfied, did the dragonet withdraw.
Going to assume no one else has any eggs they want to touch.
Excuse me? Excuse me! Hello? Yes, you there! Hello, are you paying a lick of attention at all? Why are you gawking at some broad when I – I – am here?!
The indignant outrage of the dragonet pummels into Bordtai’s mind the moment his fingertips touch down upon the eggshell, the youngster within utterly disgusted by the lack of attention it is receiving. How could someone possibly be more interested in some silly human, when it – of unquestionable glory and beauty – was right there?!
Silence Is Bliss’ response to (Aparicus)
Despite all that had placed their hand upon her precious shell, the dragonet within was no less curious about each and every one of them. Her mind was full of questions – and despite receiving answers to some degree or another from each young woman – she was quick to ask them again with each new one. That curuiosity was abounding and no less apparent as the little one poked and prodded around in Aparicus’ thoughts, digging up interesting moment’s in the woman’s memory and waiting for more thoughts to spring forth as a result.
Only when she was fully satisfied, did the dragonet withdraw.
Going to assume no one else has any eggs they want to touch.