19.Mar.13, 09:57 PM
Ryvian cringed when he saw a fist connect with a nose and blood spray one way as bodies went in the other. He had been too slow, which he knew he would be but hope had been clung to all the same. Since he couldn’t prevent the fight, all Ryvian could do now was keep it from escalating and possibly working it to be self-defence. One hit could be passed off as retaliation for something that was said or done to provoke her if anyone cared; and he was certain someone would. Bloodshed on the Sands during a Touching? If G’rem was here, they’d all be whipped with his stick by now! Thankfully that grumpy old bluerider was busy preparing a graduation for his current weyrlings.
Before Indivara could get back to her feet or leap back on her prey, Ryvian was there, an arm slipping around her slender waist as he crouched down near Indivara. He knew she could easily jerk free or turn on him to unleash her fury on both men but he was willing to risk it. “A clever dragon,” Ryvian spoke in a harsh whisper to Isscer as he caught the latest insult flung at his friend. In truth, Ryvian could be called a friend to everyone with how easily he got along with people and was always in a good mood but a select few ranked higher than the rest of the population and Indivara was one of them. “Her dragon will be drawn to her spitfire energy, love her attitude, and enjoy her humour. Much like I am. Do you have anyone or any dragon that can say the same about you?” He wasn’t one to pick fights or insult people and he really didn’t have anything against Isscer in general but sometimes a situation called for it and when it concerned Nyvian or the girl he tried to pull a little closer, all bets were off.
Before Indivara could get back to her feet or leap back on her prey, Ryvian was there, an arm slipping around her slender waist as he crouched down near Indivara. He knew she could easily jerk free or turn on him to unleash her fury on both men but he was willing to risk it. “A clever dragon,” Ryvian spoke in a harsh whisper to Isscer as he caught the latest insult flung at his friend. In truth, Ryvian could be called a friend to everyone with how easily he got along with people and was always in a good mood but a select few ranked higher than the rest of the population and Indivara was one of them. “Her dragon will be drawn to her spitfire energy, love her attitude, and enjoy her humour. Much like I am. Do you have anyone or any dragon that can say the same about you?” He wasn’t one to pick fights or insult people and he really didn’t have anything against Isscer in general but sometimes a situation called for it and when it concerned Nyvian or the girl he tried to pull a little closer, all bets were off.