Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
30.Sep.13, 09:56 PM
B'jin flinched unintentionally against R'nd when the bluerider issued an uncommon order, the greenrider trying valiantly not to continue cringing as his lover spoke, though he was very slow to relax. The light and gentle touch as R'nd rubbed his back was soothing though B'jin twitched several times in the beginning, expecting a harsher touch, though he honestly knew R'nd wouldn't do that to him - at least, he'd never pushed him to such measures, and while B'jin was hesitant to belive R'nd would never hit him, he did believe it would take a great deal in order to push his lover over such a line. B'jin hoped he never found that line, and he desperately hoped he never accidentally crossed it. He couldn't imagine what it would take to set off R'nd, but he would hate to see such a day come to pass.
The greenrider cuddled closer, warpping his arms gently around R'nd and burying his face against his lover's neck. He didn't know how he'd come to deserve such a wonderful lover, or why, but he did know that theh day he lost it would be a truly terrible one. Times such as the ones he was currently in, as he cuddled closer to the bluerider with soft sigh, made him all the more aware that such a time might someday come. He hated feeling as if he'd let R'nd down, and himself. His inability to determine Larrikith's flights had never been a bad thing for B'jin, but rather something to enjoy. No one had ever known when she'd fly, or who would capture her, and it had been a bit of a game, and something fun. Now it was something he needed a schedule for, and he needed to be around one person when it happened. After the better part of thirty years just handwaving and worrying about it when it happened, B'jin didn't know how to handle needing to know things.
After D'hys had let him leave, and B'jin had been stumbling his way back to the bath house, B'jin had decided that well, perhaps that flight wasn't all that bad. He was whole, and had no real bruises, and certainly no broken bones. He had been allowed to leave, and D'hys had even collected his clothes up for him and turned his back so B'jin could dress. He'd been polite, albeit slightly scary at times, and B'jin had felt that R'nd would agree - it could have been worse, and maybe D'hys wasn't as bad as his lover thought the man to be. That R'nd was so clearly upset about the events clearly pointed out to B'jin how wrong he was, and his shoulders slmped as he was consumed by the guilt of letting his lover down.
"But..." B'jin's voice trailed off as R'nd made his offer, and the greenrier's shoulders sagged further, sturggling a little away from R'nd so he could speak without his voice being muffled by R'nd's shoulder. "You're not at fault." He wasn't even saying it because he thought it was what R'nd would like or needed to hear; he legitimately meant it and B'jin sulked quietly as he gave a sad little nod. It was all over, and there wasn't all that much point in arguing back and forth about who was at fault. Now that R'nd had brought it to light, B'jin could see how neither of them would rest until they were sure they were the one at fault, though neither of them would feel good about being blamed by their lover, either. Simpler to just quietly wallow in it and know it was his own fault and- B'jin stiffened like a board, brown eyes widening in terror.
He didn't say anything, standing frozen in place and time, before flinching viciously when the bluerider twitched, as if he were expecting a heavy blow to land. Larrikith's furious screech echoed as she landed on the roof with a thump, answered by a bellow from across the weyr.WHAT ARE YO- her furious scream cut off mid word as she realised who was standing with her rider, and confusion flared through the blood curdling outrage that had assulted R'nd. Memories. Larrikith spat the word with disgust, though it wasn't aimed at either of the men; You reminded him, her voice was feathery soft as she spoke to R'nd, He does not fear you; he fears what was. The little green heistated for a moment, before filtering B'jin's memories over to R'nd.
The greenrider cuddled closer, warpping his arms gently around R'nd and burying his face against his lover's neck. He didn't know how he'd come to deserve such a wonderful lover, or why, but he did know that theh day he lost it would be a truly terrible one. Times such as the ones he was currently in, as he cuddled closer to the bluerider with soft sigh, made him all the more aware that such a time might someday come. He hated feeling as if he'd let R'nd down, and himself. His inability to determine Larrikith's flights had never been a bad thing for B'jin, but rather something to enjoy. No one had ever known when she'd fly, or who would capture her, and it had been a bit of a game, and something fun. Now it was something he needed a schedule for, and he needed to be around one person when it happened. After the better part of thirty years just handwaving and worrying about it when it happened, B'jin didn't know how to handle needing to know things.
After D'hys had let him leave, and B'jin had been stumbling his way back to the bath house, B'jin had decided that well, perhaps that flight wasn't all that bad. He was whole, and had no real bruises, and certainly no broken bones. He had been allowed to leave, and D'hys had even collected his clothes up for him and turned his back so B'jin could dress. He'd been polite, albeit slightly scary at times, and B'jin had felt that R'nd would agree - it could have been worse, and maybe D'hys wasn't as bad as his lover thought the man to be. That R'nd was so clearly upset about the events clearly pointed out to B'jin how wrong he was, and his shoulders slmped as he was consumed by the guilt of letting his lover down.
"But..." B'jin's voice trailed off as R'nd made his offer, and the greenrier's shoulders sagged further, sturggling a little away from R'nd so he could speak without his voice being muffled by R'nd's shoulder. "You're not at fault." He wasn't even saying it because he thought it was what R'nd would like or needed to hear; he legitimately meant it and B'jin sulked quietly as he gave a sad little nod. It was all over, and there wasn't all that much point in arguing back and forth about who was at fault. Now that R'nd had brought it to light, B'jin could see how neither of them would rest until they were sure they were the one at fault, though neither of them would feel good about being blamed by their lover, either. Simpler to just quietly wallow in it and know it was his own fault and- B'jin stiffened like a board, brown eyes widening in terror.
He didn't say anything, standing frozen in place and time, before flinching viciously when the bluerider twitched, as if he were expecting a heavy blow to land. Larrikith's furious screech echoed as she landed on the roof with a thump, answered by a bellow from across the weyr.
