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14.Dec.12, 09:26 AM
R’nd laughed at B’jin’s comment about his clothes walking off. That was always a possibility any time they weren’t on his body and B’jin was near. “It’s why they’re safely within view by A’liran,” he countered of a soft teasing whisper, barely refraining from kissing his lover’s nose. He may have been clueless about most things and may have lacked in the shame department, but R’nd wasn’t willing to get too intimate with B’jin with that particular crowd. They’d never hear the end of it and B’jin would flee from the room as fast as if he blinked between! Larrikith’s brush against his mind was something else he had to practice his willpower on and not laugh again. I didn’t think he knew. I didn’t fully believe I’shan myself when he told me. The fact that B’jin had opted to come along said to R’nd that their playful mutual friend hadn’t been serious – or I’shan left that part of the evening out when talking to the modest greenrider.
It was interesting to see how quickly and who folded. R’nd wasn’t a master of the game and he had no idea what the skill levels were for everyone else but he couldn’t say he was too surprised by I’shan’s easy to read face, Z’ia stripping because it was fun, or the way D’hys was unreadable and B’jin didn’t seem to be paying much attention to anything which would help his bluffing. His lover was horrible at lying. It was a cute quality. A’liran, while a greenrider that was vicious but not entirely evil, at least to R’nd, was harder to figure out. He seemed determined which was understandable given the crowd and their reactions to him but he’d have to be watched as well. Not that it mattered in the end when R’nd could barely remember what trumped what. No doubt he’d have the best hand at some point and still fold. Perhaps he should just bluff his way through every hand and possibly get lucky?
As the firelizards started their antics, R’nd was reminded of I’shan’s amazing food set up for them to dig into. He snuck away from the table to grab a plate that he piled enough food upon for two to share and managed to balance two glasses of wine as well to return to the table. He was surprised to find B’jin inching closer to him again and wondered what Z’ia was teasing him about now when he saw the firelizards playing on his fellow bluerider. That would most certainly cause B’jin to inch away! R’nd found how glad he was that Rell was far more subdued. Since he was stuck with a flit, it might as well be one that didn’t cause scenes and was mild mannered enough that B’jin could tolerate him in small doses.
“Shel,” R’nd spoke his friend’s nickname in a tone that was almost a disapproving pout as he placed a gentle hand on A’liran’s knee to calm that fiery temper – something he knew was dangerous and could be seen as a sexual advancement, but he liked to think their history would show the greenrider was safe in his presence. He gave a quick squeeze and removed his hand though the other went to B’jin’s where it stayed until cards were dealt. “Come on… none of the so-called roles in here, okay?” He knew I’shan was joking around but D’hys was likely to take him serious. Both greenriders, that R’nd realised he was sitting between and wondered if he truly was their shield, were likely already uncomfortable with four wild blueriders surrounding them and the stripping would already be enough of a stress on B’jin that he didn’t need to worry about an orgy breaking out on him.
His gaze shot to D’hys and he eyed the older man up for a moment, wondering not for the first time what went on in that calculating mind and why Z’ia found him so interesting and fun to be around. A’liran didn’t seem to mind him so much either given the chair that had been selected and the glances he kept giving D’hys. Whatever floated their boats, he decided and focused on the hand he was dealt. The frown he gave likely could have been used to bluff and make everyone think he had a great hand but they would all know he was lying so R’nd folded and took off his second – and last – shirt to set it with the first.
He grabbed his drink and sat back to watch the remainder of the round. Rell jumped up on his shoulder to observe as well, chirping encouragement at B’jin and then A’liran. A’liran also earned a delicate little sniff as Rell leaned in closer to the new greenrider to see if he was friend or foe.
It was interesting to see how quickly and who folded. R’nd wasn’t a master of the game and he had no idea what the skill levels were for everyone else but he couldn’t say he was too surprised by I’shan’s easy to read face, Z’ia stripping because it was fun, or the way D’hys was unreadable and B’jin didn’t seem to be paying much attention to anything which would help his bluffing. His lover was horrible at lying. It was a cute quality. A’liran, while a greenrider that was vicious but not entirely evil, at least to R’nd, was harder to figure out. He seemed determined which was understandable given the crowd and their reactions to him but he’d have to be watched as well. Not that it mattered in the end when R’nd could barely remember what trumped what. No doubt he’d have the best hand at some point and still fold. Perhaps he should just bluff his way through every hand and possibly get lucky?
As the firelizards started their antics, R’nd was reminded of I’shan’s amazing food set up for them to dig into. He snuck away from the table to grab a plate that he piled enough food upon for two to share and managed to balance two glasses of wine as well to return to the table. He was surprised to find B’jin inching closer to him again and wondered what Z’ia was teasing him about now when he saw the firelizards playing on his fellow bluerider. That would most certainly cause B’jin to inch away! R’nd found how glad he was that Rell was far more subdued. Since he was stuck with a flit, it might as well be one that didn’t cause scenes and was mild mannered enough that B’jin could tolerate him in small doses.
“Shel,” R’nd spoke his friend’s nickname in a tone that was almost a disapproving pout as he placed a gentle hand on A’liran’s knee to calm that fiery temper – something he knew was dangerous and could be seen as a sexual advancement, but he liked to think their history would show the greenrider was safe in his presence. He gave a quick squeeze and removed his hand though the other went to B’jin’s where it stayed until cards were dealt. “Come on… none of the so-called roles in here, okay?” He knew I’shan was joking around but D’hys was likely to take him serious. Both greenriders, that R’nd realised he was sitting between and wondered if he truly was their shield, were likely already uncomfortable with four wild blueriders surrounding them and the stripping would already be enough of a stress on B’jin that he didn’t need to worry about an orgy breaking out on him.
His gaze shot to D’hys and he eyed the older man up for a moment, wondering not for the first time what went on in that calculating mind and why Z’ia found him so interesting and fun to be around. A’liran didn’t seem to mind him so much either given the chair that had been selected and the glances he kept giving D’hys. Whatever floated their boats, he decided and focused on the hand he was dealt. The frown he gave likely could have been used to bluff and make everyone think he had a great hand but they would all know he was lying so R’nd folded and took off his second – and last – shirt to set it with the first.
He grabbed his drink and sat back to watch the remainder of the round. Rell jumped up on his shoulder to observe as well, chirping encouragement at B’jin and then A’liran. A’liran also earned a delicate little sniff as Rell leaned in closer to the new greenrider to see if he was friend or foe.
