15.Dec.12, 05:37 AM
Most of the bickering and playful banter was ignored by the tiny bluerider, who found himself suddenly a playground for excitable firelizards; Plague was squawking indignantly at Squee, scolding the brown for disrupting her from her perch as tiny claws sliced into Z’ia’s back and her tail lashed from side to side, before wrapping around his neck. The poisonously coloured little creature then turned around and glared at the blue and brown, bitching viciously at them in her high pitched firelizard voice. Boys!
Z’ia’s attention was captured by I’shan, however, when the other bluerider offered A’liran up as a morsel to D’hys for winning the round. Predatory, wickedly amused eyes locked onto the greenrider and a sugary sweet smile pulled the corners of his lips up. “Sounds charming,” he purred, laughing with the others when A’liran screeched at I’shan, the bluerider highly amused. Poor little green was so oblivious to his own invitations - he was practically begging to be teased and tortured!
Laughing in delighted amusement, Z’ia stuck his tongue out at the R’nd when he championed equal rights, greenriders and world peace. His attention swiftly shifted, green eyes brightened dramatically moments later as D’hys presented his idea for a new addition to the game rules. Z’ia’s entire face contorted into devious delight. “Brilliant!” B’jin looked positively terrified, and Z’ia smirked at the couple; what a perfect opportunity to get one of the untouchables into bed! (Or, at least, some action to go with the half-naked bodies that were being presented. Z’ia grinned winningly, teasing, at R’nd; it was only a matter of time until B’jin was losing his shirt too!)
Picking up his new hand, Z’ia looked at his cards, radiating smug and leaned back in his seat, waiting to see what everyone else would do. His hand was good, and he had every intention of making the most of the round! B’jin’s new hand had him looking almost as green as his dragon. Z’ia smiled sweetly as he leaned toward the greenrider, eyes sparkling maliciously. “Problem, princess?”
B’jin bristled indignantly.
Z’ia’s attention was captured by I’shan, however, when the other bluerider offered A’liran up as a morsel to D’hys for winning the round. Predatory, wickedly amused eyes locked onto the greenrider and a sugary sweet smile pulled the corners of his lips up. “Sounds charming,” he purred, laughing with the others when A’liran screeched at I’shan, the bluerider highly amused. Poor little green was so oblivious to his own invitations - he was practically begging to be teased and tortured!
Laughing in delighted amusement, Z’ia stuck his tongue out at the R’nd when he championed equal rights, greenriders and world peace. His attention swiftly shifted, green eyes brightened dramatically moments later as D’hys presented his idea for a new addition to the game rules. Z’ia’s entire face contorted into devious delight. “Brilliant!” B’jin looked positively terrified, and Z’ia smirked at the couple; what a perfect opportunity to get one of the untouchables into bed! (Or, at least, some action to go with the half-naked bodies that were being presented. Z’ia grinned winningly, teasing, at R’nd; it was only a matter of time until B’jin was losing his shirt too!)
Picking up his new hand, Z’ia looked at his cards, radiating smug and leaned back in his seat, waiting to see what everyone else would do. His hand was good, and he had every intention of making the most of the round! B’jin’s new hand had him looking almost as green as his dragon. Z’ia smiled sweetly as he leaned toward the greenrider, eyes sparkling maliciously. “Problem, princess?”
B’jin bristled indignantly.
Unless stated otherwise, Aveleth never speaks to anyone but Z'ia