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13.Mar.13, 07:06 AM
Indivara’s nose crinkled distastefully as Ryvian practically gushed upon entering the sands, the girl deciding if she puked now, she was going to aim at his face. She wasn’t sure how far she’d be able to project it, though, and Krypth’s comment that if she got any on her that Indivara would be giving her a full body scrub did not sound appealing. Bathing Krypth was a chore on a good, healthy day. Indivara wasn’t lifting a finger for the fat gold while she felt so crook. Krypth repaid her by snorting on her face, causing the girl to grunt as she held down a dry heave.
Ryvian’s question had watering eyes glaring at him as Indivara breathed harshly through her nose to control the desire to puke, and she pointed with wordless venom at the gold egg. The elder brat’s rainbows and sunshine skipping over to an egg that he just had to know wasn’t the one Indivara had pointed at, had the girl snarling as she sat up, Blood Sucker chittering quietly in her lap as she waited for Ryvian to finish being overwhelmed by whatever stupid emotions the stupid baby was giving off. Krypth’s retort at calling her unborn offspring stupid was ignored. “Not that one, you fucking idiot.” Indivara wasn’t the nicest person on a good day. On a bad day, she was worse.
Deciding to try and help, Psh took off quietly, and swirled around Ryvian’s head for a moment, before she grabbed at his sleeve and jerked him towards the gold egg, chittering excitedly. Touch this one! Indivara laughed, a sound that turned into a cough and ended in a dry gag that had Krypth pulling her head back and eyeing the girl distrustfully. Psh dropped Ryvian’s sleeve to dart back to her human, crooning softly as she landed on Indivara’s knee. Indivara waved her hand irritably before anyone – or thing – could vocalise a question, and then pointed vaguely towards another egg.
“That one next.” Indivara demanded her friend hoarsely, daring him to question her. If she wasn’t allowed to touch the bloody eggs, than Ryvian could bloody well touch them for her! Indivara threw Krypth a dirty look when the gold reminded her (again) that she was more than welcome to touch any of the eggs. Because obviously Krypth thought lashing scars would look just dandy alongside all the other scars Indivara already carried. The comment of ‘then don’t get caught’ had Indivara elbowing the gold harshly in the chest.
Ryvian’s question had watering eyes glaring at him as Indivara breathed harshly through her nose to control the desire to puke, and she pointed with wordless venom at the gold egg. The elder brat’s rainbows and sunshine skipping over to an egg that he just had to know wasn’t the one Indivara had pointed at, had the girl snarling as she sat up, Blood Sucker chittering quietly in her lap as she waited for Ryvian to finish being overwhelmed by whatever stupid emotions the stupid baby was giving off. Krypth’s retort at calling her unborn offspring stupid was ignored. “Not that one, you fucking idiot.” Indivara wasn’t the nicest person on a good day. On a bad day, she was worse.
Deciding to try and help, Psh took off quietly, and swirled around Ryvian’s head for a moment, before she grabbed at his sleeve and jerked him towards the gold egg, chittering excitedly. Touch this one! Indivara laughed, a sound that turned into a cough and ended in a dry gag that had Krypth pulling her head back and eyeing the girl distrustfully. Psh dropped Ryvian’s sleeve to dart back to her human, crooning softly as she landed on Indivara’s knee. Indivara waved her hand irritably before anyone – or thing – could vocalise a question, and then pointed vaguely towards another egg.
“That one next.” Indivara demanded her friend hoarsely, daring him to question her. If she wasn’t allowed to touch the bloody eggs, than Ryvian could bloody well touch them for her! Indivara threw Krypth a dirty look when the gold reminded her (again) that she was more than welcome to touch any of the eggs. Because obviously Krypth thought lashing scars would look just dandy alongside all the other scars Indivara already carried. The comment of ‘then don’t get caught’ had Indivara elbowing the gold harshly in the chest.
