31.Jan.13, 03:33 AM
D’hys stretched his arms high over his head and settled back in his chair in an exaggerated manner to show off how he relaxed he was in the environment. The greenriders and their champion might be having hissy fits but the real blueriders were having a grand time and the party was just getting good! It didn’t matter to him that he had lost a hand and had a chance of losing another at some point since nudity didn’t bother him and he had already made it clear that even if he lost it would be done on purpose for some new game he was playing. It was all working out rather well – at least for him. Z’ia, he was momentarily worried over when he had his laughing fit but his friend pulled through and even managed to show off his horrible little firelizard’s trick of bring items to him. It was an empty glass but it was still something. Not that D’hys was going to praise the beast that took delight in making him uncomfortable.
He quirked a brow at R’nd’s sudden declaration that he wasn’t playing solo anymore but wanted to partner with B’jin. It sounded like a metaphor for his life over the past turn. It was amusing though that R’nd clearly didn’t want to lose anymore and wanted to defend his precious mate’s modesty and body but he supposed there was some right to fear and get jealous. Three other blueriders were all eyeing B’jin like he was the last flask of ale at a Gather and were circling closer getting ready to pounce and stake claim. Wasn’t love so adorably sweet? He wouldn’t know and didn’t really care to either.
“Let them partner up. R’nd can strip for B’jin every time they lose.” They’d both end up nude soon enough anyway whether they played together or on their own so D’hys didn’t see the issue. It was actually a bit amusing to see them freaking out and growing visibly upset with each hand. What would they do by the end of the night?
Not wanting A’liran to think he had been overlooked by any of them since his last outburst, D’hys picked up his cards and as he looked them over, his free hand wandered to the greenrider’s leg and slowly slid toward his groin. A’liran had already yelled at him not to touch him during the game but D’hys hadn’t actually been the one molesting him at the time so he figured he was due the action he was accused of.
He quirked a brow at R’nd’s sudden declaration that he wasn’t playing solo anymore but wanted to partner with B’jin. It sounded like a metaphor for his life over the past turn. It was amusing though that R’nd clearly didn’t want to lose anymore and wanted to defend his precious mate’s modesty and body but he supposed there was some right to fear and get jealous. Three other blueriders were all eyeing B’jin like he was the last flask of ale at a Gather and were circling closer getting ready to pounce and stake claim. Wasn’t love so adorably sweet? He wouldn’t know and didn’t really care to either.
“Let them partner up. R’nd can strip for B’jin every time they lose.” They’d both end up nude soon enough anyway whether they played together or on their own so D’hys didn’t see the issue. It was actually a bit amusing to see them freaking out and growing visibly upset with each hand. What would they do by the end of the night?
Not wanting A’liran to think he had been overlooked by any of them since his last outburst, D’hys picked up his cards and as he looked them over, his free hand wandered to the greenrider’s leg and slowly slid toward his groin. A’liran had already yelled at him not to touch him during the game but D’hys hadn’t actually been the one molesting him at the time so he figured he was due the action he was accused of.