24.Sep.13, 12:23 AM
Ryvian's smart comment about underwear got a grumbled 'ugh' from Indivara, and a generally placed scowl as she rolled her eyes. Typical! That just made washing all his other clothing in the area that much worse! Indivara's nose crinkled up and she flicked her head slightly, managing to throw back some of the loose strands that had been floating around her face. "Good!" She certainly wasn't going to sugar coat that! She was getting rather tired of telling him it was time to bathe, especially when he waved off one of her demands because he 'bathed yesterday' - and yesterday wasn't always typical, either! Sometimes Ryvian's 'yesterday' could have been three or four days prior. He wasn't a particualrly potent guy, but everyone started to get fragrant after a few days without bathing!
Smirking suddenly, Indivara gave Ryvian a slow and lingering look, before she leaned forward slightly in a conspiring manner. "Grow your hair some, and you could start looking like him, too." Smiling sweetly, Indivara leaned back against the door to watch the expressions that was bound to bring about. Dogul wasn't a terrible looking creature, if one could get past the watering eyes long enough to see what he looked like. Indivara didn't know how the greenrider could breathe in his own presence, but she would have put moeny on him cleaning up pretty nice if someone (not her, never her! Ugh!) invested the time. Ryvian didn't need to know that, though. Her devious smirk returned. "He's kinda pretty, once you get past the stink." Her seriousness didn't last long, and Indivara spluttered out a laugh.
The sudden hopeful look Indivara found herself the focus of made her stomach flutter, and Indivara pressed back against the door, though she managed to tilt her head and lift an eyebrow in what felt like an almost normal manner. A smirk tilted her lips and the familiar expression helped her ignore the shortening of breath. "Not likely, bucko. You can find them on your own," there was a hint of laughter in the words. "Or wash them yourself!" That was full of laughter, and Indivara's smirk warped into a bright smile. "See you at lunch!" Deciding to fuck with him as much as he was fucking with her (it never occurred to Indivara that he wasn't doing it on purpose) the girl bounced forward, internally cursed Ryvian for not having a shirt on, and leaned up without some small amount of effort to peck him lightly on the lips.
A wicked giggle, and Indivara vanished out the door.
Smirking suddenly, Indivara gave Ryvian a slow and lingering look, before she leaned forward slightly in a conspiring manner. "Grow your hair some, and you could start looking like him, too." Smiling sweetly, Indivara leaned back against the door to watch the expressions that was bound to bring about. Dogul wasn't a terrible looking creature, if one could get past the watering eyes long enough to see what he looked like. Indivara didn't know how the greenrider could breathe in his own presence, but she would have put moeny on him cleaning up pretty nice if someone (not her, never her! Ugh!) invested the time. Ryvian didn't need to know that, though. Her devious smirk returned. "He's kinda pretty, once you get past the stink." Her seriousness didn't last long, and Indivara spluttered out a laugh.
The sudden hopeful look Indivara found herself the focus of made her stomach flutter, and Indivara pressed back against the door, though she managed to tilt her head and lift an eyebrow in what felt like an almost normal manner. A smirk tilted her lips and the familiar expression helped her ignore the shortening of breath. "Not likely, bucko. You can find them on your own," there was a hint of laughter in the words. "Or wash them yourself!" That was full of laughter, and Indivara's smirk warped into a bright smile. "See you at lunch!" Deciding to fuck with him as much as he was fucking with her (it never occurred to Indivara that he wasn't doing it on purpose) the girl bounced forward, internally cursed Ryvian for not having a shirt on, and leaned up without some small amount of effort to peck him lightly on the lips.
A wicked giggle, and Indivara vanished out the door.