23.Feb.14, 01:11 AM
The pout vanished in an instant as the plates in R’nd’s hands were noticed, with the teen nearly springing to his feet as he grasped the offered hand, blinking at the words but far more interested in loading up the plate R’nd offered him, barely standing still as the bluerider brushed him off and straightened his knots. Cake! Grinning at R’nd, T’bia spun his attention back onto the tables loaded with goodies, and wove his way through the people, elbowing those that would not move so he could get closer to his prizes.
T’bia worked his way around the dessert tables with efficient speed, and returned to where R’nd had been standing but no longer was. Figuring his fellow bluerider was still loading up his own plate, T’bia shifted anxiously on the spot for several moments before Jycenth reminded him of what R’nd had said previously – sneaking off to the side! Grinning brilliantly again, T’bia bounced off to one side, carefully holding his plate with both hands lest he lose his mountain of sugary goodness. When a nice spot was found, T’bia leaned back against the wall and slid to the ground, asking Jycenth to let Ayyonth know where he was, so R’nd could join him if he wanted to.
With his legs crossed, and the loaded plate sitting delicately on his crossed ankles, T’bia stared with huge eyes down at his plate, and tried to decide which one would be the best to start with. Picking a large, sugar coated cinnamon bun, T’bia picked it up and shoved the majority of the cake in his face, looking up as he bit down, blue eyes searching to see if R’nd was going to join him once more.
T’bia worked his way around the dessert tables with efficient speed, and returned to where R’nd had been standing but no longer was. Figuring his fellow bluerider was still loading up his own plate, T’bia shifted anxiously on the spot for several moments before Jycenth reminded him of what R’nd had said previously – sneaking off to the side! Grinning brilliantly again, T’bia bounced off to one side, carefully holding his plate with both hands lest he lose his mountain of sugary goodness. When a nice spot was found, T’bia leaned back against the wall and slid to the ground, asking Jycenth to let Ayyonth know where he was, so R’nd could join him if he wanted to.
With his legs crossed, and the loaded plate sitting delicately on his crossed ankles, T’bia stared with huge eyes down at his plate, and tried to decide which one would be the best to start with. Picking a large, sugar coated cinnamon bun, T’bia picked it up and shoved the majority of the cake in his face, looking up as he bit down, blue eyes searching to see if R’nd was going to join him once more.