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05.Mar.12, 08:23 AM
Larrikith was highly amused by Valerian's princess attitude as she watched him fight off the urge to bring up, once more, whatever was residing in his stomach. At least if he puked now, she supposed, it would be less likely to come up when he was strapped to her neck. After everything B'jin was asking of the boy today, she doubted he'd be appreciative if she demanded a bath for spoiling her hide, too! Grinning draconically in high amusement, Larrikith licked her lips and altered her grip on the herd beast the young harper was looking at so dubiously. B'jin's tried that tactic, she said, highly amused. They don't skin themselves, no matter how much you glare at them!
Valerian's dig at Larrikith's well fed body earned an amused chortle from B'jin as he heaved his heardbeast onto it's back, while Larrikith gave a disgusted grunt. Eat a human? Only the good ones would taste any good, she said primly, and I don't fancy eating you or B'jin. "She ignores them," B'jin tossed over, amusement in his voice. "They are unworthy of her Amazing Attributes." He capitalised the two words with an air of sarcasm while Larrikith just snorted her amusement.
"Impressing Larri? Worse day of my life," his voice was laced in teasing. Larrikith rumbled something between laughter and warning and B'jin's stance took on a wary coiling of muscles as if he were preparing to run for his life. Instead of pouncing on him, which she had been intending to do, Larrikith gave him a dismissive hrmph! and turned her attention back to Valerian and his valiant attempts at skinning the beast she was holding. This is getting heavy, she put in primly, her tone mightier-than-thou.
"Ignore her. She's just sooking. Anyway, I didn't end up recording all of it. I did up until Larri finally caught my attention, and she was on the tail end of the clutch." He grinned and wiped his hands on his pant legs before continuing with both his current task and the story. "I was up near the Weyrleaders, because I'd been towed along by the Lord Holder and so such. Political garbage, for the most part, and asked to record the Hatching for them. The original is covered in scribbles, by the way. Hatchings happen in fits and bursts, and there are some moments while you sit there, bored out of your brain. At any rate, I think Larri was about the eighth or ninth to crack shell?" He paused, and shrugged. It wasn't really important. "She was about the last to Impress, though. Silly girl was stumbling all around the Sands, sending people sprawling in every direction trying to find me, apparently."
Idiot man was sitting in the stands. Why in Faranth's name would I look for him there? Larrikith put in primly. "You weren't meant to be looking for me at any rate. Only Larrikith would choose someone no dragon would Search - I'd been in plenty of line ups - only to be one of the best Searches of her Weyr. Anyway. She was causing commotion by that point. I'd already made note of her, of course, but was watching the little bronze choose his when this screaming green dragonet had an epiphany and started trying to climb the stairs. Shocked a lot of people, that did. I was oblivious, I have that tendency, and didn't notice her, even when I realised I could hear someone calling my name - I was Benjinamor, then, though she shortened it to Ben like everyone else - and confusion was paramount!" He grinned, shaking out the hide he'd just finished removing before rolling it up tightly and putting it aside.
"She had to scream loud enough for everyone within the damned Weyr to hear before I realised she was after me. We'd bonded the moment she'd linked our minds, but it's like, meeting your dragonet's eye for the first time? It seals the deal. Or something. I don't know; but instead of hearing an irritated and highly distressed voice I was also given all the emotions she was feeling at the time. Hunger, pain - she'd hurt herself since Hatching - irritation, exhaustion." He shook his head. "Good thing she was so damned tiny even then, I ended up having to lug her off to the Weyrling barrack we were given. Then, I passed out." B'jin smirked. "Sleep, it is very, very rare and even more precious, once a baby dragon is a part of your life."
"Waking up was the part I continually wished I didn't have to do."
Valerian's dig at Larrikith's well fed body earned an amused chortle from B'jin as he heaved his heardbeast onto it's back, while Larrikith gave a disgusted grunt. Eat a human? Only the good ones would taste any good, she said primly, and I don't fancy eating you or B'jin. "She ignores them," B'jin tossed over, amusement in his voice. "They are unworthy of her Amazing Attributes." He capitalised the two words with an air of sarcasm while Larrikith just snorted her amusement.
"Impressing Larri? Worse day of my life," his voice was laced in teasing. Larrikith rumbled something between laughter and warning and B'jin's stance took on a wary coiling of muscles as if he were preparing to run for his life. Instead of pouncing on him, which she had been intending to do, Larrikith gave him a dismissive hrmph! and turned her attention back to Valerian and his valiant attempts at skinning the beast she was holding. This is getting heavy, she put in primly, her tone mightier-than-thou.
"Ignore her. She's just sooking. Anyway, I didn't end up recording all of it. I did up until Larri finally caught my attention, and she was on the tail end of the clutch." He grinned and wiped his hands on his pant legs before continuing with both his current task and the story. "I was up near the Weyrleaders, because I'd been towed along by the Lord Holder and so such. Political garbage, for the most part, and asked to record the Hatching for them. The original is covered in scribbles, by the way. Hatchings happen in fits and bursts, and there are some moments while you sit there, bored out of your brain. At any rate, I think Larri was about the eighth or ninth to crack shell?" He paused, and shrugged. It wasn't really important. "She was about the last to Impress, though. Silly girl was stumbling all around the Sands, sending people sprawling in every direction trying to find me, apparently."
Idiot man was sitting in the stands. Why in Faranth's name would I look for him there? Larrikith put in primly. "You weren't meant to be looking for me at any rate. Only Larrikith would choose someone no dragon would Search - I'd been in plenty of line ups - only to be one of the best Searches of her Weyr. Anyway. She was causing commotion by that point. I'd already made note of her, of course, but was watching the little bronze choose his when this screaming green dragonet had an epiphany and started trying to climb the stairs. Shocked a lot of people, that did. I was oblivious, I have that tendency, and didn't notice her, even when I realised I could hear someone calling my name - I was Benjinamor, then, though she shortened it to Ben like everyone else - and confusion was paramount!" He grinned, shaking out the hide he'd just finished removing before rolling it up tightly and putting it aside.
"She had to scream loud enough for everyone within the damned Weyr to hear before I realised she was after me. We'd bonded the moment she'd linked our minds, but it's like, meeting your dragonet's eye for the first time? It seals the deal. Or something. I don't know; but instead of hearing an irritated and highly distressed voice I was also given all the emotions she was feeling at the time. Hunger, pain - she'd hurt herself since Hatching - irritation, exhaustion." He shook his head. "Good thing she was so damned tiny even then, I ended up having to lug her off to the Weyrling barrack we were given. Then, I passed out." B'jin smirked. "Sleep, it is very, very rare and even more precious, once a baby dragon is a part of your life."
"Waking up was the part I continually wished I didn't have to do."
