23.Aug.13, 09:34 PM
“Strip show?” B’jin looked up with a slight frown, setting his shoe aside and sliding his socks off. They were placed neatly inside the appropriate boots. The bluerider was eyed scandalously by B’jin, anything but impressed as his lips pursed. “I’m not interested in your strip show.” With that said, he turned back to his own tasks, pulling his legs in so he was sitting cross-legged and staring down towards the river, hands resting on either side of himself. He sat like that for several long moments, just staring vaguely, before he stood up fluidly.
D’hys was ignored as B’jin strode with quiet steps towards the edge of the river, apparently forgetting he was wearing pants still. He felt so hot and uncomfortable! The cool waters of the river were very desirable! A shiver travelled down his back, causing little hairs to rise, and B’jin paused long enough to roll his shoulders uncomfortably. In the pause, Larrikith shifted, snarling at Zeianth as her wings shifted, tail twitching just barely behind her, not quite lashing but certainly displaying her displeasure with the situation. There was a slight pause, and then she vanished.
B’jin turned to look at where Larrikith had been moments before, blinking, before his gaze turned upwards towards the sky and where she had suddenly appeared, a warm and vibrant green against the clear blue of the sky. B’jin watched silently as she turned and skimmed off towards the lake with a disgruntled rumble of anger. The rider blinked. “Larrikith?” His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and B’jin shifted to look around the clearing, unsure what was going on, and ended up staring directly at D’hys’ chest. “Oh.”
D’hys was ignored as B’jin strode with quiet steps towards the edge of the river, apparently forgetting he was wearing pants still. He felt so hot and uncomfortable! The cool waters of the river were very desirable! A shiver travelled down his back, causing little hairs to rise, and B’jin paused long enough to roll his shoulders uncomfortably. In the pause, Larrikith shifted, snarling at Zeianth as her wings shifted, tail twitching just barely behind her, not quite lashing but certainly displaying her displeasure with the situation. There was a slight pause, and then she vanished.
B’jin turned to look at where Larrikith had been moments before, blinking, before his gaze turned upwards towards the sky and where she had suddenly appeared, a warm and vibrant green against the clear blue of the sky. B’jin watched silently as she turned and skimmed off towards the lake with a disgruntled rumble of anger. The rider blinked. “Larrikith?” His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and B’jin shifted to look around the clearing, unsure what was going on, and ended up staring directly at D’hys’ chest. “Oh.”