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13.Feb.13, 05:35 AM
Boy, this was unpleasant. Talian lay sprawled miserably in the grass for a few long moments as Khaduceth shielded him from the others' cruel eyes. He lazily and reluctantly rolled his head towards both B'jin and Seijin as they spoke, his disgruntled expression lingering from both the fall and the laughter of the rest of the class. He didn't particularly want to be rescued, but he was quickly reminded that they were only trying to help, and it even concerned him a bit to see Seijin reacting so nervously to Khaduceth's anger.
Talian exhaled slowly. "...I'm fine," he repeated, frowning and climbing stiffly to his feet. He didn't want help standing; he was absolutely tired of looking weak in front of this classmates, every single one of whom he more or less despised, with the exception of Seijin. The young greenrider was kind and helpful, Talian just didn't understand him. The rest of them were disgusting in his estimation, and he had no patience for their callousness.
B'jin's speech went almost entirely ignored as Talian looked back to his dragon. Khaduceth sent the boy a silent question before lowering his head, suddenly well aware of his rider's stubborn determination. As B'jin spoke, Talian scrambled awkwardly onto the dragon's leg and then onto his neck, perching himself precariously atop the beast so that when B'jin turned to him with that soft, sweet expression and tone, the boy had already done as B'jin had asked.
Granted...he wasn't doing it right, but he was doing it.
He smiled back at his father figure and then frowned at himself; sitting on a dragon was supposed to be comfortable, right?You need to slide back a bit Khaduceth suggested gently, his tone still tight and bristling with annoyance after the green's outburst. Many of his siblings and their bondeds might have made an enemy of him just now, where they actually worth his time. All they'd done was prove how useless they were!
Talian frowned and scooted back. Oh! Much better!
"Um, I...I think I have it."
Talian exhaled slowly. "...I'm fine," he repeated, frowning and climbing stiffly to his feet. He didn't want help standing; he was absolutely tired of looking weak in front of this classmates, every single one of whom he more or less despised, with the exception of Seijin. The young greenrider was kind and helpful, Talian just didn't understand him. The rest of them were disgusting in his estimation, and he had no patience for their callousness.
B'jin's speech went almost entirely ignored as Talian looked back to his dragon. Khaduceth sent the boy a silent question before lowering his head, suddenly well aware of his rider's stubborn determination. As B'jin spoke, Talian scrambled awkwardly onto the dragon's leg and then onto his neck, perching himself precariously atop the beast so that when B'jin turned to him with that soft, sweet expression and tone, the boy had already done as B'jin had asked.
Granted...he wasn't doing it right, but he was doing it.
He smiled back at his father figure and then frowned at himself; sitting on a dragon was supposed to be comfortable, right?
Talian frowned and scooted back. Oh! Much better!
"Um, I...I think I have it."
