26.Mar.12, 06:46 AM
Everything about me is fun! Larrikith replied, her voice highly amused and slightly sarcastic. Over by the beast he was working on, B'jin snorted, apparently finding her statement amusing. He didn't add anything however, but finished up his beast and started wrapping the hide up tightly, tossing it with the others when he was done. Moving around to start on the last one, he flicked a glance across to see how Valerian was doing.
He is doing well, but he is not very impressed with you! Larrikith's voice was riddled with smug amusement as she turned to meet B'jin's eye, who simply raised his eyebrows in amusement at the assessment. He wasn't surprised, he had not been particularly happy when he had been informed that handling bloody meat and innards was going to become a part of his daily life. He hasn't puked all over me, Larrikith responded, her tone insufferable. B'jin snorted, and turned back to his task.
Hrm, Larrikith's tone was thoughtful as she focused on Valerian once more, ignoring B'jin who wasn't rising to the bait nearly enough to be any fun and instead her gaze flashed colours of wicked enjoyment as she dug around for something juicy to offer the young man about her bonded. Deciding to go with the topic she'd just bespoken B'jin about, Larrikith's mood was highly amused and slightly disgusted as she poked at Valerian. Ben puked all over me, after I Impressed him, she informed him, ignoring her rider's warning glower. He didn't handle raw meat at all. He was such a spoiled little brat. Perfect little Master Harper to be, her tone was mocking, but no less amused. Oh, he detested weyrlingship. She gave a devious little giggle.
"Of course, Larri darling didn't help any, did she?" B'jin put in from his last beast, voice dripping sarcasm as he shot the dragon a dour look. "Kept me awake or woke me up at the oddest hours. Never sat still -" You were a fat little harper and I'm too small for you to abuse like that! Larrikith over rode him with indignant and insufferable tones, and B'jin's eyebrows shot up his forehead, eyes flashing with amused anger as he glared at his dragon. "I was fat? You were always at least three times as wide as your siblings, even if you were also three times smaller!" He eyed her mockingly. "Still are." He added, tone snide, and eh turned back to his heardbest - even as he tossed her a chunk of innards that she caught midair.
All the more of me for you to adore, she chirped happily, crooning. B'jin shook his head, and turned to look at Valerian. "Okay. I have almost fifty years of history and you now know far too much of it." He grinned, but his tone was relatively serious, "What happened at the Touching?" True enthusiasm was rippling through his question, and even Larrikith looked intrigued.
He is doing well, but he is not very impressed with you! Larrikith's voice was riddled with smug amusement as she turned to meet B'jin's eye, who simply raised his eyebrows in amusement at the assessment. He wasn't surprised, he had not been particularly happy when he had been informed that handling bloody meat and innards was going to become a part of his daily life. He hasn't puked all over me, Larrikith responded, her tone insufferable. B'jin snorted, and turned back to his task.
Hrm, Larrikith's tone was thoughtful as she focused on Valerian once more, ignoring B'jin who wasn't rising to the bait nearly enough to be any fun and instead her gaze flashed colours of wicked enjoyment as she dug around for something juicy to offer the young man about her bonded. Deciding to go with the topic she'd just bespoken B'jin about, Larrikith's mood was highly amused and slightly disgusted as she poked at Valerian. Ben puked all over me, after I Impressed him, she informed him, ignoring her rider's warning glower. He didn't handle raw meat at all. He was such a spoiled little brat. Perfect little Master Harper to be, her tone was mocking, but no less amused. Oh, he detested weyrlingship. She gave a devious little giggle.
"Of course, Larri darling didn't help any, did she?" B'jin put in from his last beast, voice dripping sarcasm as he shot the dragon a dour look. "Kept me awake or woke me up at the oddest hours. Never sat still -" You were a fat little harper and I'm too small for you to abuse like that! Larrikith over rode him with indignant and insufferable tones, and B'jin's eyebrows shot up his forehead, eyes flashing with amused anger as he glared at his dragon. "I was fat? You were always at least three times as wide as your siblings, even if you were also three times smaller!" He eyed her mockingly. "Still are." He added, tone snide, and eh turned back to his heardbest - even as he tossed her a chunk of innards that she caught midair.
All the more of me for you to adore, she chirped happily, crooning. B'jin shook his head, and turned to look at Valerian. "Okay. I have almost fifty years of history and you now know far too much of it." He grinned, but his tone was relatively serious, "What happened at the Touching?" True enthusiasm was rippling through his question, and even Larrikith looked intrigued.