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19.Aug.12, 08:46 AM
"Don't be silly!" B'jin scoffed, frowning at Valerian's attempt to drop the subject. (Yah, that's your job. Shut it, Larri) "I'd be happy to, and I'm pretty sure Talian would appreciate them, regardless of how many sticks you use." He was teasing now, brown eyes sparkling with amusement as he eyed Valerian sideways, and nibbled lightly on what was left of his apple.
"They won't let you peel any more if you keep cutting yourself," B'jin warned, expression mock serious even as he tossed Valerian a subtle wink. His voice had been loud enough to carry to the other kitchen folk. The greenrider gave Valerian maybe five more minutes before he was either jobless or given a knife-less task. B'jin had been through the kitchen chore enough times to wind up as taste-tester, simply because feeding him meant he wouldn't screw something up. Brown eyes sparkled teasingly.
"How is your little bundle of blue?" He asked, expression genuinely curious. He liked the little blue, and his sweet voice and charming way with words. He especially liked his good manners and the way they bemused the fuck out of Larrikith. Maybe he should start being ridiculously polite, just to screw with her? B'jin considered it for a moment, before tossing the thought away without guilt. Yeah, no. Being obnoxious was far more fun.
Larrikith laughed gently, amused. Very true, just like no one knew how much she and B'jin fought; a façade of perfection that they were both proud of, hiding a core that was so much less so. She had no doubt, in contrast, that Valerian and Veeth were capable of being a perfect dragon pair. The little dragon was completely charming, and Larrikith had rated Valerian Right Up There since she'd met him. He, after all, was amazing. She would have picked him herself, if she could have. Which was a perfectly safe thing to say, since she'd been born a lifetime before him, though she'd not mention it to B'jin. She was never sure how such comments would be taken with him. Usually, though, she knew they sparked fights.
Larrikith couldn't help it; she burst into outright devious laughter that was echoed by a trill of delight as she stared at Veeth in amazed wonder. That was the best statement ever! The green dragon gave the little blue a reassuring nuzzle, to prove she wasn't laughing at him, and licked his cheek. You have an amazing way with words, my dear she crooned, amusement still thick on her voice. He could use a little less manners, but he was definitely a Harper's dragon. Larrikith wondered momentarily if Veeth was any good at singing (or humming along. She enjoyed accompanying B'jin when he played or sang) before letting that thought go for the moment so as that she could answer his unasked questions.
He's just afraid of what he doesn't yet know. Larrikith told Veeth wisely. One day, he will find that 'fun' doesn't even begin to describe B'jin. Larrikith could not wait for that day. The fact that B'jin had been dreading it ever since he'd put one and one together, made it even more amazing. It was lining up to be her best flight yet.
"They won't let you peel any more if you keep cutting yourself," B'jin warned, expression mock serious even as he tossed Valerian a subtle wink. His voice had been loud enough to carry to the other kitchen folk. The greenrider gave Valerian maybe five more minutes before he was either jobless or given a knife-less task. B'jin had been through the kitchen chore enough times to wind up as taste-tester, simply because feeding him meant he wouldn't screw something up. Brown eyes sparkled teasingly.
"How is your little bundle of blue?" He asked, expression genuinely curious. He liked the little blue, and his sweet voice and charming way with words. He especially liked his good manners and the way they bemused the fuck out of Larrikith. Maybe he should start being ridiculously polite, just to screw with her? B'jin considered it for a moment, before tossing the thought away without guilt. Yeah, no. Being obnoxious was far more fun.
Larrikith laughed gently, amused. Very true, just like no one knew how much she and B'jin fought; a façade of perfection that they were both proud of, hiding a core that was so much less so. She had no doubt, in contrast, that Valerian and Veeth were capable of being a perfect dragon pair. The little dragon was completely charming, and Larrikith had rated Valerian Right Up There since she'd met him. He, after all, was amazing. She would have picked him herself, if she could have. Which was a perfectly safe thing to say, since she'd been born a lifetime before him, though she'd not mention it to B'jin. She was never sure how such comments would be taken with him. Usually, though, she knew they sparked fights.
Larrikith couldn't help it; she burst into outright devious laughter that was echoed by a trill of delight as she stared at Veeth in amazed wonder. That was the best statement ever! The green dragon gave the little blue a reassuring nuzzle, to prove she wasn't laughing at him, and licked his cheek. You have an amazing way with words, my dear she crooned, amusement still thick on her voice. He could use a little less manners, but he was definitely a Harper's dragon. Larrikith wondered momentarily if Veeth was any good at singing (or humming along. She enjoyed accompanying B'jin when he played or sang) before letting that thought go for the moment so as that she could answer his unasked questions.
He's just afraid of what he doesn't yet know. Larrikith told Veeth wisely. One day, he will find that 'fun' doesn't even begin to describe B'jin. Larrikith could not wait for that day. The fact that B'jin had been dreading it ever since he'd put one and one together, made it even more amazing. It was lining up to be her best flight yet.
