25.Dec.12, 11:52 PM
D’hys was still awake when the dragons began to hum. He wasn’t alone, but he was awake. “Maybe later,” he vaguely promised as he pulled away from his lover to begin searching for his clothes. Anyone else in his position would have likely kept at the fun and ignored the Hatching and while that would have been tempting depending on the partner beneath him, D’hys, as always, had investments in the Hatching. Betting pools had been set up for who would Impress, who would Impress what, what colours would break shell, and even what day and time it would begin. From what he could recall, no one had picked the current hour and D’hys grinned as he slipped his shirt on. Perfect. When no one laid down on the right time, he got to keep that pot.
Without another glance at his lover, D’hys sauntered out of the hut and made the quick jog down to his own where Zeianth was sitting up straight and humming. “We’ll go in a moment,” he tossed out and ran inside his hut to grab his notes on the bets. He’d be a horrible bookie if he didn’t make notes for the larger occasions such as this.
A few minutes later and they were at the Sands and D’hys took note of those already there. It was amusing to see R’nd once again glued to B’jin’s side but the way I’shan manhandled the greenrider made for a good laugh. I’shan was an odd one but he was entertaining and a good lay. Continuing his perusal of the crowd brought to attention something extremely odd. Was Jada in her nightgown? Well wasn’t that interesting. A goldrider that didn’t seem to have all that many morals after all. He had seen multiple Hatchings before and after the plague and not once could he remember a goldrider showing up in anything less than her usual wear for a day. This called for a little gossiping to see what sort of reaction it brought out in the girl when it reached her days later.
“Hey, I’shan!” D’hys flagged down the other bluerider, intent on pointing out what he saw. I’shan gossiped worse than most women so he was the perfect person to start with. Z’ia would be the other he would spread the sight with since his friend loved mischief and would enjoy the laugh as much as he would. Maybe they should start a pool for what Jada would wear to the Hatchings as well.
Without another glance at his lover, D’hys sauntered out of the hut and made the quick jog down to his own where Zeianth was sitting up straight and humming. “We’ll go in a moment,” he tossed out and ran inside his hut to grab his notes on the bets. He’d be a horrible bookie if he didn’t make notes for the larger occasions such as this.
A few minutes later and they were at the Sands and D’hys took note of those already there. It was amusing to see R’nd once again glued to B’jin’s side but the way I’shan manhandled the greenrider made for a good laugh. I’shan was an odd one but he was entertaining and a good lay. Continuing his perusal of the crowd brought to attention something extremely odd. Was Jada in her nightgown? Well wasn’t that interesting. A goldrider that didn’t seem to have all that many morals after all. He had seen multiple Hatchings before and after the plague and not once could he remember a goldrider showing up in anything less than her usual wear for a day. This called for a little gossiping to see what sort of reaction it brought out in the girl when it reached her days later.
“Hey, I’shan!” D’hys flagged down the other bluerider, intent on pointing out what he saw. I’shan gossiped worse than most women so he was the perfect person to start with. Z’ia would be the other he would spread the sight with since his friend loved mischief and would enjoy the laugh as much as he would. Maybe they should start a pool for what Jada would wear to the Hatchings as well.