02.Feb.13, 10:59 PM
Ryvian was bored thanks to Nyvian still playing the nicer and more dedicated twin as he continued to help someone with some chore or another. No one had come by the hut yet that day either which wasn’t entirely odd since the day was still young and his younger friends were probably still in a lesson or doing homework while his older friends were likely tending to their dragons. He supposed that was fine as well but didn’t they know he was bored and didn’t have anything to do or anyone to see? Well, he’d just have to change that!
Strolling between the huts with Tryst flying in lazy circles over his head, Ryvian had no real destination in mind as he simply went looking for familiar face that was fun to be around. He stumbled briefly when Grith’s loud voice aimed at ‘Ra’ hit him and Tryst squealed at the interruption of their peaceful meandering as if he could make the noise stop or attack it. When Grith did fall silent, Tryst gave a creel of victory and landed on Ryvian’s shoulder, earning a quick petting as the young man perked up. Grith was sometimes unpredictable in her playing but she was entertaining all the same and he knew Indivara was the girl that had just been contacted, which was even better!
Knowing his friend wouldn’t turn down a chance to play with Grith – mostly because the little green would make a larger fuss until she got what she wanted – Ryvian made his way through the rows of huts and finally out to the Square where two green dragons were playing with a bunch of kids and Indivara was joining them. He was about to call out a greeting to everyone when the idea to come up behind Indivara seemed far more delightful. Tryst was shushed so he wouldn’t ruin the fun though Ryvian barely held back a cackle of laughter when Indivara beamed a kid in the head with one of the balls.
Coming up behind the younger weyrbrat, Ryvian grabbed her by the upper arms and angled around a bit to the side to show who had just dared to grab her and grinned. “Hey!” His eyes sparkled with mischief and Ryvian let go of Indivara so he’d have enough space and time to dodge any flying fists that were likely to come his way if he startled her enough.
Laughing, a quick glance and a greeting were sent to the greenriders as well before he wisely turned his attention fully back to his spitfire of a friend. “Aren’t you too old to be playing ball, Di?”
Strolling between the huts with Tryst flying in lazy circles over his head, Ryvian had no real destination in mind as he simply went looking for familiar face that was fun to be around. He stumbled briefly when Grith’s loud voice aimed at ‘Ra’ hit him and Tryst squealed at the interruption of their peaceful meandering as if he could make the noise stop or attack it. When Grith did fall silent, Tryst gave a creel of victory and landed on Ryvian’s shoulder, earning a quick petting as the young man perked up. Grith was sometimes unpredictable in her playing but she was entertaining all the same and he knew Indivara was the girl that had just been contacted, which was even better!
Knowing his friend wouldn’t turn down a chance to play with Grith – mostly because the little green would make a larger fuss until she got what she wanted – Ryvian made his way through the rows of huts and finally out to the Square where two green dragons were playing with a bunch of kids and Indivara was joining them. He was about to call out a greeting to everyone when the idea to come up behind Indivara seemed far more delightful. Tryst was shushed so he wouldn’t ruin the fun though Ryvian barely held back a cackle of laughter when Indivara beamed a kid in the head with one of the balls.
Coming up behind the younger weyrbrat, Ryvian grabbed her by the upper arms and angled around a bit to the side to show who had just dared to grab her and grinned. “Hey!” His eyes sparkled with mischief and Ryvian let go of Indivara so he’d have enough space and time to dodge any flying fists that were likely to come his way if he startled her enough.
Laughing, a quick glance and a greeting were sent to the greenriders as well before he wisely turned his attention fully back to his spitfire of a friend. “Aren’t you too old to be playing ball, Di?”