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16.Aug.12, 04:01 AM
'Life sucks.'
You suck.
'Nothing lately.'
Charath didn't say anything, but Erisi could practically hear the '...' in her voice. That is not what I meant.
'Jada got some before I did, why is that? Granted, her partner would make me vomit, but that's besides the point.'
You are an embarrassment and you are fortunate that I chose you. Valerian, and Erisi was currently rolling his eyes at the mention of his friend, would be more respectable. He would not be whining because he cannot get himself... to suck, as you put it?
'...I can't believe you said that.'
I can't believe you've been soaking in the bath all morning when I need to be oiled. I could have sat on someone today when they said my hide was cracking.
'I wouldn't have disapproved.'
Just hurry up. Charath's dark voice was clearly exasperated. She had probably flopped over onto her side inelegantly somewhere in the Weyrbowl. Her bonded did something similar - it was in these odd little moments that it became clear that Erisi and Charath were destined to be together. Erisi sunk deeper into the warm bath waters, noting that his skin was probably going to wrinkle uncomfortably if he spent much longer in the baths. But, he really did not want to continue with his day. What slow torture was waiting for him outside the bathing room? Lashings? Not getting laid? Coming outside to realize that S'kef had taken over the Weyr and was making D'ren suck his dick? N'gelt was Weyrsecond now too, and probably had every right to punch him in the face for no reason!
Outside was a war zone. Inside, Erisi was just going to relax and let time slip away from his fingers...
You are falling asleep. Dimglow.
Erisi lazily opened a single blue eye, glancing towards the slightly ajar door to the bathing room he had snatched for himself - not that he minded sharing, would give him an excuse to do something if Charath wouldn't stop tormenting him. She didn't seem to mind his... overactive tendencies as much as she used to. Erisi liked to think it was because he focused his thoughts on Valerian mostly. Somehow as long as his daydreams involved the bluerider, everything was magically okay.
Valerian could do no wrong, and apparently Erisi couldn't either when he was in the man's presence. The Harper would just have to admit to himself that to Valerian, he would always be second best. Faranth, he was third best. Charath was clearly going to put herself first, and then Valerian, and Erisi was stuck on the bottom in the way he hated most. The way that wasn't fun.
Can you think about anything else? Is it remotely possible? Are you capable of thinking about something that isn't physical?
"CHARATH!" somehow despite their months together, Erisi had never quite gotten over his habit of yelling at her verbally when she frustrated him enough... even when she wasn't near. He figured she could feel how grumpy he was.
You suck.
'Nothing lately.'
Charath didn't say anything, but Erisi could practically hear the '...' in her voice. That is not what I meant.
'Jada got some before I did, why is that? Granted, her partner would make me vomit, but that's besides the point.'
You are an embarrassment and you are fortunate that I chose you. Valerian, and Erisi was currently rolling his eyes at the mention of his friend, would be more respectable. He would not be whining because he cannot get himself... to suck, as you put it?
'...I can't believe you said that.'
I can't believe you've been soaking in the bath all morning when I need to be oiled. I could have sat on someone today when they said my hide was cracking.
'I wouldn't have disapproved.'
Just hurry up. Charath's dark voice was clearly exasperated. She had probably flopped over onto her side inelegantly somewhere in the Weyrbowl. Her bonded did something similar - it was in these odd little moments that it became clear that Erisi and Charath were destined to be together. Erisi sunk deeper into the warm bath waters, noting that his skin was probably going to wrinkle uncomfortably if he spent much longer in the baths. But, he really did not want to continue with his day. What slow torture was waiting for him outside the bathing room? Lashings? Not getting laid? Coming outside to realize that S'kef had taken over the Weyr and was making D'ren suck his dick? N'gelt was Weyrsecond now too, and probably had every right to punch him in the face for no reason!
Outside was a war zone. Inside, Erisi was just going to relax and let time slip away from his fingers...
You are falling asleep. Dimglow.
Erisi lazily opened a single blue eye, glancing towards the slightly ajar door to the bathing room he had snatched for himself - not that he minded sharing, would give him an excuse to do something if Charath wouldn't stop tormenting him. She didn't seem to mind his... overactive tendencies as much as she used to. Erisi liked to think it was because he focused his thoughts on Valerian mostly. Somehow as long as his daydreams involved the bluerider, everything was magically okay.
Valerian could do no wrong, and apparently Erisi couldn't either when he was in the man's presence. The Harper would just have to admit to himself that to Valerian, he would always be second best. Faranth, he was third best. Charath was clearly going to put herself first, and then Valerian, and Erisi was stuck on the bottom in the way he hated most. The way that wasn't fun.
Can you think about anything else? Is it remotely possible? Are you capable of thinking about something that isn't physical?
"CHARATH!" somehow despite their months together, Erisi had never quite gotten over his habit of yelling at her verbally when she frustrated him enough... even when she wasn't near. He figured she could feel how grumpy he was.
