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27.Mar.12, 01:35 AM
Pell!
Yawning, Par'a looked up from the plate she was almost dropping face-first into from exhaustion. 'Yes?' She replied, ripping a small piece of warm bread from the slice and stuffing it into her mouth.
You promised!
Par'a sighed. 'I know.' Unenthusiastically she shovelled meat in with the bread and chewed, fighting against the desire to collapse asleep right there and then.
So! Hurry up!
With a grumble she rubbed her eyes, reaching for her glass of juice. 'I'll hurry when you let me sleep through the night.' She retorted somewhat sourly, swallowing her mouthful and taking a deep drought from the glass.
I had to make sure! It's been four days!
Surprise echoed across her face at Grith's words. 'Since when do you know anything about time?' She asked, wondering where she was getting her facts from.
You. The healers. Khainth and hers.
Par'a shook her head in amazement, well she certainly was determined. 'Fine. I'm coming out now.' Her words were answered with a hyper screech from outside. Standing she pushed the half-eaten meal across the table, someone else could clean up after her today. Tiredly she trudged towards the entrance of the dining hall, her steps somewhat cautious as she approached the doors. Thankfully today, Grith made no attempt to enter the building to check on her rider, though when Par'a opened the doors she noticed she was flying tiny loops just outside.
'Grith, land. You're keeping people from getting their breakfast.' Par'a ordered, noticing a few people that were standing a short distance from the tiny Green, unsure whether or not it was safe to approach the hall. Grith dropped down with an audible thud, trotting over gleefully to her rider. Par'a jumped astride the Green, ever thankful that she was tiny enough to not require climbing to reach the saddle. Grith bounced on the spot as her rider tied herself in securely, not even registering the worry Par'a felt about falling off in her exhausted state.
Ready? She asked, jumping aloft before Par'a even had the chance to respond. '…Sure.' Par'a sent dourly. Leaning forward she wrapped her arms around the dragon, closing her eyes as they rose and flicked between. They reappeared above a cluster of huts, Grith trumpeting her arrival jovially. She swirled down with more speed than Par'a felt she was capable of handling, her stomach churning as the spiral grew tighter and tighter. She landed abruptly, galloping between the huts until she reached the one she was looking for. Ra! Ra! Ra come out! She called loudly, causing Par'a to groan as she undid her riding straps and swung off before the Green started to leap about. Her dismount was well timed, the second her feet hit the ground Grith was doing exactly that; leaping around in a circle eagerly.
Walking over to the door Par'a knocked, even though there was no real need to announce their arrival, Grith had already done that loudly enough. Still, one could always be polite.
Yawning, Par'a looked up from the plate she was almost dropping face-first into from exhaustion. 'Yes?' She replied, ripping a small piece of warm bread from the slice and stuffing it into her mouth.
You promised!
Par'a sighed. 'I know.' Unenthusiastically she shovelled meat in with the bread and chewed, fighting against the desire to collapse asleep right there and then.
So! Hurry up!
With a grumble she rubbed her eyes, reaching for her glass of juice. 'I'll hurry when you let me sleep through the night.' She retorted somewhat sourly, swallowing her mouthful and taking a deep drought from the glass.
I had to make sure! It's been four days!
Surprise echoed across her face at Grith's words. 'Since when do you know anything about time?' She asked, wondering where she was getting her facts from.
You. The healers. Khainth and hers.
Par'a shook her head in amazement, well she certainly was determined. 'Fine. I'm coming out now.' Her words were answered with a hyper screech from outside. Standing she pushed the half-eaten meal across the table, someone else could clean up after her today. Tiredly she trudged towards the entrance of the dining hall, her steps somewhat cautious as she approached the doors. Thankfully today, Grith made no attempt to enter the building to check on her rider, though when Par'a opened the doors she noticed she was flying tiny loops just outside.
'Grith, land. You're keeping people from getting their breakfast.' Par'a ordered, noticing a few people that were standing a short distance from the tiny Green, unsure whether or not it was safe to approach the hall. Grith dropped down with an audible thud, trotting over gleefully to her rider. Par'a jumped astride the Green, ever thankful that she was tiny enough to not require climbing to reach the saddle. Grith bounced on the spot as her rider tied herself in securely, not even registering the worry Par'a felt about falling off in her exhausted state.
Ready? She asked, jumping aloft before Par'a even had the chance to respond. '…Sure.' Par'a sent dourly. Leaning forward she wrapped her arms around the dragon, closing her eyes as they rose and flicked between. They reappeared above a cluster of huts, Grith trumpeting her arrival jovially. She swirled down with more speed than Par'a felt she was capable of handling, her stomach churning as the spiral grew tighter and tighter. She landed abruptly, galloping between the huts until she reached the one she was looking for. Ra! Ra! Ra come out! She called loudly, causing Par'a to groan as she undid her riding straps and swung off before the Green started to leap about. Her dismount was well timed, the second her feet hit the ground Grith was doing exactly that; leaping around in a circle eagerly.
Walking over to the door Par'a knocked, even though there was no real need to announce their arrival, Grith had already done that loudly enough. Still, one could always be polite.
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