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!
11.Mar.12, 07:49 AM
Larrikith gave a quiet croon of agreement to Valerian's rhetorical question, her expression bland as she turned to look in B'jin's direction for a moment. Larrikith snorted with amusement at the younger harper, eyes swirling in amusement. You think we started with a bang? she asked cheekily, her eyes spinning even faster as amusement coasted through her body and B'jin gave a bark of laughter as he realised where Larrikith's thoughts were travelling. Looking over from where he was working his beast, B'jin smirked. "We were given a reputation to uphold," he threw Valerian a wink. "And we did quite the job of doing so."
The next question caused B'jin some pause, and he frowned over his beast, working slowly before he began to answer. "Ahh," B'jin murmured, his tone laced with hesitation. "That depends wholly on whom you're asking." Realizing that was a fairly redundant sentence since the boy was obviously asking him about his own Bond with Larrikith, B'jin paused in his work and frowned thoughtfully over at Valerian. "Impression is a very personal connection, so it's different from pair to pair. Dragon personalities are as varied as their human counterparts. You'll get your stereotypes, of course," B'jin added, frowning irritably. "Greens are sex crazed whores - riders and dragons both - blues are stupid, browns are wannabes, bronzes are arrogant and golds are well..." B'jin gave a dry laugh. "Gold are the center of all things." He shook his head. "You'll notice as you go around, that that isn't true. I'm sure G'ram has explained about all that. Anyway."
Realising he was going off on a tangent, B'jin roped himself back on target and twisted his knife between his fingers, watching it carefully as he considered how to answer Valerian's question. "It is... overwhelming, in the beginning," B'jin replied honestly, frowning thoughtfully as he spoke, brown eyes raising to seek out the younger man. "Your Weyrlingmaster teaches you how to manage it. For example, both Larri and I are capable of, uh, thought filtering one another." He frowned slightly before further explaining what he meant by that. "Like she did with your fear, while she was showing off." The greenrider smiled slightly as he went back to working on his beast. "Not just fear, of course," he added, "you are privy to all emotions, the stronger they feel it the more strongly you do. Hence, of course, flight lust."
You're never, ever lonely, Larrikith said with amusement, though there was a streak of seriousness behind her playful words. To Hatch and be alone is a terrible feeling; finding Yours is completion. Shifting her seat slightly, Larrikith also shifted her grip on the beast, turning it slightly so Valerian didn't have to end up circling it in order to complete what he was doing.
"It is indeed a strange feeling of completion," B'jin agreed with his dragon's words, standing up and turning to face Valerian with a serious expression. "But..." He was most sullen about it! Larrikith input, picking up when B'jin faltered, struggling to find words to describe his reaction to Impressing. "I wasn't meant to Impress," B'jin said irritably, frowning at Larrikith. "But. What can I do? Living without her is... unimaginable." He shrugged.
The next question caused B'jin some pause, and he frowned over his beast, working slowly before he began to answer. "Ahh," B'jin murmured, his tone laced with hesitation. "That depends wholly on whom you're asking." Realizing that was a fairly redundant sentence since the boy was obviously asking him about his own Bond with Larrikith, B'jin paused in his work and frowned thoughtfully over at Valerian. "Impression is a very personal connection, so it's different from pair to pair. Dragon personalities are as varied as their human counterparts. You'll get your stereotypes, of course," B'jin added, frowning irritably. "Greens are sex crazed whores - riders and dragons both - blues are stupid, browns are wannabes, bronzes are arrogant and golds are well..." B'jin gave a dry laugh. "Gold are the center of all things." He shook his head. "You'll notice as you go around, that that isn't true. I'm sure G'ram has explained about all that. Anyway."
Realising he was going off on a tangent, B'jin roped himself back on target and twisted his knife between his fingers, watching it carefully as he considered how to answer Valerian's question. "It is... overwhelming, in the beginning," B'jin replied honestly, frowning thoughtfully as he spoke, brown eyes raising to seek out the younger man. "Your Weyrlingmaster teaches you how to manage it. For example, both Larri and I are capable of, uh, thought filtering one another." He frowned slightly before further explaining what he meant by that. "Like she did with your fear, while she was showing off." The greenrider smiled slightly as he went back to working on his beast. "Not just fear, of course," he added, "you are privy to all emotions, the stronger they feel it the more strongly you do. Hence, of course, flight lust."
You're never, ever lonely, Larrikith said with amusement, though there was a streak of seriousness behind her playful words. To Hatch and be alone is a terrible feeling; finding Yours is completion. Shifting her seat slightly, Larrikith also shifted her grip on the beast, turning it slightly so Valerian didn't have to end up circling it in order to complete what he was doing.
"It is indeed a strange feeling of completion," B'jin agreed with his dragon's words, standing up and turning to face Valerian with a serious expression. "But..." He was most sullen about it! Larrikith input, picking up when B'jin faltered, struggling to find words to describe his reaction to Impressing. "I wasn't meant to Impress," B'jin said irritably, frowning at Larrikith. "But. What can I do? Living without her is... unimaginable." He shrugged.
