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21.Jan.12, 12:15 PM
[justify]"Okay," B'jin said easily, letting the girl pull the shots, as he had no idea at all about the ins and outs of healing. He knew what made him sick, and he knew what to avoid, but he was pretty nieve when it came to what would make him - or his dragon - better. If the girl said aloe and garlic was what the numbweed need to make his precious green's wings better, well, then, aloe and garlic away! B'jin grinned. "Better than feeding it to her. Garlic breath, on draconic proportions!" The rider shuddered comically.
B'jin's comical pout was back in place when the healer agreed with his dragon's comment about his lack of sanity, but he brightened when she spoke to him. His eyes widened dramatically and he held a hand to his chest, looking bewildered. "Me? Bully? But I'm far too sweet!" Even as he spoke, his features moulded into a look of childish innocence and sickly sweetness. "I wouldn't dream of bullying dear, sweet Larrikith." You are so full of ash. B'jin burst out laughing. "So long as I can drink it fast, it doesn't matter what it taste like, Tiani." B'jin replied to her musing on the tea, "I don't plan on it being in my mouth long enough to taste it." He smiled, less outrageously, and inclined his head.
As the young woman scrambled up the side of his dragon, B'jin shook his head dramatically at her offering for him to help. "Ah, that's okay. You have it well under control." B'jin shuffled slightly on the spot, anxious and unhappy at being unable to see what was going on. He knew what Larrikith's joints currently looked like, and the pretty dragon had seen them through his own eyes herself, to her distress. While not a particularly vain dragon, Larrikith was proud of her appearance, and seeing the mess the blue had made of her wing joints had distressed her - though not nearly as much as the invading infection had done. Her inability to fly had restricted her ability to eat and it was making her very unhappy and unsure of herself. Dragons were meant to fly!
Swinging her head low, Larrikith blinked at B'jin who stepped closer and rubbed her eye ridges absently for a moment. After a slight nudge from his life mate, B'jin climbed up her neck, being careful to mind where Tiani was rubbing in the numbweed, and settled himself on her neck, just out of reach of the joints. A low rumble rippled through Larrikith's throat, and she took in a great breath, blowing it out gently. B'jin smiled, a truly relaxed smile, and gently patted Larrikith's neck.
"That's much better. But she says you missed a bit over there." B'jin pointed in the direction of Larrikith's left joint, and indicated an area slightly outside the radar of scratches. "She says there is a small part there that pains her." B'jin frowned slightly, face taking on a blank expression. "Oh. It's unrelated!" He grinned. "She has an itchy patch where new skin is growing through. If you could numb it for now, I just have to oil it later."
As Larrikith rejoiced in the numbness of her wings, she stretched the large appendages out as far as she could in each direction, and then upwards as high as they would go, making cooing sounds in the back of her throat as she did so. Thank you, little healer. Larrikith's voice was a softly murmured whisper as she wriggled happily. B'jin flung himself from her neck with a practised leap, and landed with cat like grace at her feet. Rolling her shoulders, Larrikith gently folded her wings in to her sides, and sat up slowly, watching Tiani carefully to make sure she didn't disrupt the girl that had just helped her.
As B'jin watched the pair, he scrunched his nose up and tilted his head at Tiani. "We don't get along." He stated simply. Larrikith snorted a gusty breath of air that was obviously laughter, and flicked her tail tip to be around her toes. Turning to look at Tiani over her shoulder with a movement that was very reminiscent of an eyebrow arching in amusement, the dragon snorted in amusement again.
"She's saying things that pretty ladies shouldn't be privy to." B'jin offered, when he realised Larrikith was talking to Tiani, but not allowing the girl to hear her. Silly dragon. "I have a reaction to it. It isn't pretty, it isn't fun, and it doesn't numb me!" His eyes widened, and he stared up at Tiani, he got in with the defensive as soon as he could: "and it's NOT funny!"
Larrikith resorted to gustily expelled breaths of laughter.[/justify]
B'jin's comical pout was back in place when the healer agreed with his dragon's comment about his lack of sanity, but he brightened when she spoke to him. His eyes widened dramatically and he held a hand to his chest, looking bewildered. "Me? Bully? But I'm far too sweet!" Even as he spoke, his features moulded into a look of childish innocence and sickly sweetness. "I wouldn't dream of bullying dear, sweet Larrikith." You are so full of ash. B'jin burst out laughing. "So long as I can drink it fast, it doesn't matter what it taste like, Tiani." B'jin replied to her musing on the tea, "I don't plan on it being in my mouth long enough to taste it." He smiled, less outrageously, and inclined his head.
As the young woman scrambled up the side of his dragon, B'jin shook his head dramatically at her offering for him to help. "Ah, that's okay. You have it well under control." B'jin shuffled slightly on the spot, anxious and unhappy at being unable to see what was going on. He knew what Larrikith's joints currently looked like, and the pretty dragon had seen them through his own eyes herself, to her distress. While not a particularly vain dragon, Larrikith was proud of her appearance, and seeing the mess the blue had made of her wing joints had distressed her - though not nearly as much as the invading infection had done. Her inability to fly had restricted her ability to eat and it was making her very unhappy and unsure of herself. Dragons were meant to fly!
Swinging her head low, Larrikith blinked at B'jin who stepped closer and rubbed her eye ridges absently for a moment. After a slight nudge from his life mate, B'jin climbed up her neck, being careful to mind where Tiani was rubbing in the numbweed, and settled himself on her neck, just out of reach of the joints. A low rumble rippled through Larrikith's throat, and she took in a great breath, blowing it out gently. B'jin smiled, a truly relaxed smile, and gently patted Larrikith's neck.
"That's much better. But she says you missed a bit over there." B'jin pointed in the direction of Larrikith's left joint, and indicated an area slightly outside the radar of scratches. "She says there is a small part there that pains her." B'jin frowned slightly, face taking on a blank expression. "Oh. It's unrelated!" He grinned. "She has an itchy patch where new skin is growing through. If you could numb it for now, I just have to oil it later."
As Larrikith rejoiced in the numbness of her wings, she stretched the large appendages out as far as she could in each direction, and then upwards as high as they would go, making cooing sounds in the back of her throat as she did so. Thank you, little healer. Larrikith's voice was a softly murmured whisper as she wriggled happily. B'jin flung himself from her neck with a practised leap, and landed with cat like grace at her feet. Rolling her shoulders, Larrikith gently folded her wings in to her sides, and sat up slowly, watching Tiani carefully to make sure she didn't disrupt the girl that had just helped her.
As B'jin watched the pair, he scrunched his nose up and tilted his head at Tiani. "We don't get along." He stated simply. Larrikith snorted a gusty breath of air that was obviously laughter, and flicked her tail tip to be around her toes. Turning to look at Tiani over her shoulder with a movement that was very reminiscent of an eyebrow arching in amusement, the dragon snorted in amusement again.
"She's saying things that pretty ladies shouldn't be privy to." B'jin offered, when he realised Larrikith was talking to Tiani, but not allowing the girl to hear her. Silly dragon. "I have a reaction to it. It isn't pretty, it isn't fun, and it doesn't numb me!" His eyes widened, and he stared up at Tiani, he got in with the defensive as soon as he could: "and it's NOT funny!"
Larrikith resorted to gustily expelled breaths of laughter.[/justify]
