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02.Apr.12, 09:00 AM
Finally! Larrikith groaned, putting the heardbeast down when Valerian started wrapping up the hide. She sighed, standing up and stretching in a distinctly feline manner, wings stretching out and then upward until the joints clicked and popped. Shaking herself, Larrikith folded her wings back to herself tightly and crooned softly. Trotting the short distance to where B'jin had been working, the dragon nosed around, snapping up the unwanted innards of the beasts with apparent relish.
"That's disgusting Larri." B'jin deadpanned as he wrapped the hide from the last one. "And you can have that one, love. But the others will need to be dropped off at the Kitchens." Larrikith gave a dramatic sigh and considered for a moment, before throwing herself into the air, wings pushing down strongly to lift herself into the air properly. B'jin's eyebrow arched at seeing his dragon take to the skies in the 'proper' manner. "Careful Larri, you'll lose weight taking off like that."
Oh, go jump between, B'jin, she retorted, dropping onto a beast and holding it securely before vanishing between. B'jin just snorted and moved away from the beasts to slump on the ground with Valerian as Larrikith returned in a wave of icy air. She grabbed another beast, and vanished once more.
He burst into laughter at random, as Valerian appeared to be considering what to say. He sent a sly look to the younger harper. "Larrikith said if you start without her, she'll fill your mind with - and I quote - 'you know what'" The greenrider looked amused, but confused, obviously not in on whatever it was Larrikith was threatening Valerian with. He didn't seem worried, though and when Larrikith reappeared from dropping off the last of the creatures, she turned her attention upon the one promised her and apparently ignored the two men.
"You can start now." B'jin laughed, wiping his hands on the grass and then picking at dried blood with disinterest as he crossed his legs and relaxed. Picking up on Valerian's discomfort as he paused, B'jin's gaze lifted and a slight frown pulled his brows together. Curiosity and caution warred on his features, wondering why Valerian was hesitating, but unwilling to press the issue. When the younger harper did continue, B'jin's features morphed into understanding.
While he hadn't touched the eggs (or had any desire to do so) before Impressing Larrikith, once he had done so he'd been thoroughly questioned. Stands Impressions were rare, and it had been the general opinion that he must have snuck out to Touch the eggs. It had probably been one of the few times Benjinamor had relished his inability to lie. The tiny green at his side had been incredibly offended and quite brazen in her indignation that anyone insult her human or accuse him of doing any such thing. Not even a full day, and Larrikith had been verbally attacking the weyrleaders and using every curseword her obnoxious little mind could dig out of her human. The fact that the harper had been repeatedly stating he did NOT want a dragon since the moment he Impressed had probably done little to sooth or reassure the baby green. It had taken him three weeks before he'd use her name, and longer still before he actively claimed her as his.
Giving himself a shake as Larrikith's emotions spiked, her insecurities surfacing as she dropped her half eaten meal and stared at B'jin with yellow-white eyes as a creel whispering past her blood soaked lips, B'jin sent soothing emotions to the green. Burying the emotions and memories that had risen, B'jin waited patiently until Larrikith relaxed once more and returned to her meal. Brown gaze shifted to look at Valerian as B'jin considered what he'd been told with a thoughtful expression, ignoring his dragon as she settled down with one eye firmly fixed upon him, bones crushing to splinters between sharp teeth as she ate.
"Have you spoken to the other Candidates?" he asked, voice thoughtful. "Ofttimes you'll find people get different responses." He smiled slightly, "and you can occasionally guess the contents by their responses." He cast an amused look at his dragon, who was still staring at B'jin steadily, stiff bodied. "Apparently Larri was a particularly obnoxious egg. I don't know personally, obviously, but I did get to speak to some of those who Touched her egg." He seemed more than a little amused.
"That's disgusting Larri." B'jin deadpanned as he wrapped the hide from the last one. "And you can have that one, love. But the others will need to be dropped off at the Kitchens." Larrikith gave a dramatic sigh and considered for a moment, before throwing herself into the air, wings pushing down strongly to lift herself into the air properly. B'jin's eyebrow arched at seeing his dragon take to the skies in the 'proper' manner. "Careful Larri, you'll lose weight taking off like that."
Oh, go jump between, B'jin, she retorted, dropping onto a beast and holding it securely before vanishing between. B'jin just snorted and moved away from the beasts to slump on the ground with Valerian as Larrikith returned in a wave of icy air. She grabbed another beast, and vanished once more.
He burst into laughter at random, as Valerian appeared to be considering what to say. He sent a sly look to the younger harper. "Larrikith said if you start without her, she'll fill your mind with - and I quote - 'you know what'" The greenrider looked amused, but confused, obviously not in on whatever it was Larrikith was threatening Valerian with. He didn't seem worried, though and when Larrikith reappeared from dropping off the last of the creatures, she turned her attention upon the one promised her and apparently ignored the two men.
"You can start now." B'jin laughed, wiping his hands on the grass and then picking at dried blood with disinterest as he crossed his legs and relaxed. Picking up on Valerian's discomfort as he paused, B'jin's gaze lifted and a slight frown pulled his brows together. Curiosity and caution warred on his features, wondering why Valerian was hesitating, but unwilling to press the issue. When the younger harper did continue, B'jin's features morphed into understanding.
While he hadn't touched the eggs (or had any desire to do so) before Impressing Larrikith, once he had done so he'd been thoroughly questioned. Stands Impressions were rare, and it had been the general opinion that he must have snuck out to Touch the eggs. It had probably been one of the few times Benjinamor had relished his inability to lie. The tiny green at his side had been incredibly offended and quite brazen in her indignation that anyone insult her human or accuse him of doing any such thing. Not even a full day, and Larrikith had been verbally attacking the weyrleaders and using every curseword her obnoxious little mind could dig out of her human. The fact that the harper had been repeatedly stating he did NOT want a dragon since the moment he Impressed had probably done little to sooth or reassure the baby green. It had taken him three weeks before he'd use her name, and longer still before he actively claimed her as his.
Giving himself a shake as Larrikith's emotions spiked, her insecurities surfacing as she dropped her half eaten meal and stared at B'jin with yellow-white eyes as a creel whispering past her blood soaked lips, B'jin sent soothing emotions to the green. Burying the emotions and memories that had risen, B'jin waited patiently until Larrikith relaxed once more and returned to her meal. Brown gaze shifted to look at Valerian as B'jin considered what he'd been told with a thoughtful expression, ignoring his dragon as she settled down with one eye firmly fixed upon him, bones crushing to splinters between sharp teeth as she ate.
"Have you spoken to the other Candidates?" he asked, voice thoughtful. "Ofttimes you'll find people get different responses." He smiled slightly, "and you can occasionally guess the contents by their responses." He cast an amused look at his dragon, who was still staring at B'jin steadily, stiff bodied. "Apparently Larri was a particularly obnoxious egg. I don't know personally, obviously, but I did get to speak to some of those who Touched her egg." He seemed more than a little amused.
