Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
08.Apr.12, 06:53 AM
"The Master Healer is much too busy for that!"
B'jin's voice was a high pitched nasal whine, imitating the tone of the woman he was mocking as he stepped into Talian's office and kicked the door shut with his foot. His face was a disgusted scowl as his fingers swept back through his lengthening hair. It hung for a moment before falling back across his forehead in a manner that was increasingly annoying, though he still hadn't managed to get around to having it trimmed. He was pretty sure he'd be able to coerce the bluerider into doing so, especially if he threatened to shear it all off himself. Finding the time to visit his lover and then bring up the topic, when much more interesting ones were available, just hadn't happened yet. It wasn't urgent, it was just annoying. Much like that woman.
"If that horrible wherry tells me one more time how you're too busy to see me, I am going to tie her to Larrikith and give her permission to re-enact that ride she took Val on." B'jin had been trying on and off for the past two weeks to get in and see his kid, only to be refuted - repeatedly! - because the 'master healer' this or the 'master healer' that! He was about six inches from demoting Talian, just so he could see the boy! "I don't know who brought her South, but imagine being stuck with that horrible voice" He altered his tone to match her nasal whine, "for three turns?" B'jin's nose scrunched up in disgust.
His expression then converted into one of smug delight. "She's gone to fetch some poor sod to take my stitches out. I don't think they'll look for me here," he threw a cheerful wink at Talian, full of mischief. "Or they might, because Oh my dear B'jin Master Healer Talian is far too busy to do that!. Though I made it pretty clear I was sick of putting up with their silly apprentices. Do you know one idiot told me off when I came in after Larri's flight? Because I had obviously made a mess of Master Healer Talian's good work!," again he mocked the voice of one of the healers, apparently a young man. "On purpose! Heaven forbid, the scarring won't be bad enough without popping half the stitches!" B'jin scowled and crossed his arms over his chest with a grumpy pout.
"So, if my dear Master Healer Talian has the time for a lowly greenrider's company, this lowly greenrider would very much appreciate spending some time with his kid!"
B'jin's voice was a high pitched nasal whine, imitating the tone of the woman he was mocking as he stepped into Talian's office and kicked the door shut with his foot. His face was a disgusted scowl as his fingers swept back through his lengthening hair. It hung for a moment before falling back across his forehead in a manner that was increasingly annoying, though he still hadn't managed to get around to having it trimmed. He was pretty sure he'd be able to coerce the bluerider into doing so, especially if he threatened to shear it all off himself. Finding the time to visit his lover and then bring up the topic, when much more interesting ones were available, just hadn't happened yet. It wasn't urgent, it was just annoying. Much like that woman.
"If that horrible wherry tells me one more time how you're too busy to see me, I am going to tie her to Larrikith and give her permission to re-enact that ride she took Val on." B'jin had been trying on and off for the past two weeks to get in and see his kid, only to be refuted - repeatedly! - because the 'master healer' this or the 'master healer' that! He was about six inches from demoting Talian, just so he could see the boy! "I don't know who brought her South, but imagine being stuck with that horrible voice" He altered his tone to match her nasal whine, "for three turns?" B'jin's nose scrunched up in disgust.
His expression then converted into one of smug delight. "She's gone to fetch some poor sod to take my stitches out. I don't think they'll look for me here," he threw a cheerful wink at Talian, full of mischief. "Or they might, because Oh my dear B'jin Master Healer Talian is far too busy to do that!. Though I made it pretty clear I was sick of putting up with their silly apprentices. Do you know one idiot told me off when I came in after Larri's flight? Because I had obviously made a mess of Master Healer Talian's good work!," again he mocked the voice of one of the healers, apparently a young man. "On purpose! Heaven forbid, the scarring won't be bad enough without popping half the stitches!" B'jin scowled and crossed his arms over his chest with a grumpy pout.
"So, if my dear Master Healer Talian has the time for a lowly greenrider's company, this lowly greenrider would very much appreciate spending some time with his kid!"
