30.Sep.19, 07:26 AM
Azrin laughed at the reaction, catching the pillow when it came sailing at him. That alone would have been worth the trip but he did still want his information that he came for. “The bed head and pout are very adorable but they won’t work on me, Tazikel,” though he could see how easily a lover of the young second son would crumble to it.
As Tazikel burrowed back under the blankets, Azrin returned to the bed and set the pillow down over where it seemed a head was and gave the soft item a pat. “Do be careful, my friend. Pillows have been known to innocently smother people while they slept.” He wasn’t threatening Tazikel, not really, but more reminding him he really should take better care of his belongings, especially when someone else was lurking in his room.
“And pants aren’t needed for our friendly conversation. You don’t even need to get up,” Azrin promised as he made himself at home on the bed, back propped up against the wall, booted feet crossed at the ankles, and fingers playing with his large ring that showed him to be a member of the High Reaches family. “You see, your name was on the lips of someone I know and it turns out you were at Ista’s most recent Hatching. Since none of us actually in Ista went, I was curious to hear what you thought about it.” And to see if the kid even noticed the blue sire. Azrin hoped not as he did like Tazikel and would hate to actually have to use that pillow.
As Tazikel burrowed back under the blankets, Azrin returned to the bed and set the pillow down over where it seemed a head was and gave the soft item a pat. “Do be careful, my friend. Pillows have been known to innocently smother people while they slept.” He wasn’t threatening Tazikel, not really, but more reminding him he really should take better care of his belongings, especially when someone else was lurking in his room.
“And pants aren’t needed for our friendly conversation. You don’t even need to get up,” Azrin promised as he made himself at home on the bed, back propped up against the wall, booted feet crossed at the ankles, and fingers playing with his large ring that showed him to be a member of the High Reaches family. “You see, your name was on the lips of someone I know and it turns out you were at Ista’s most recent Hatching. Since none of us actually in Ista went, I was curious to hear what you thought about it.” And to see if the kid even noticed the blue sire. Azrin hoped not as he did like Tazikel and would hate to actually have to use that pillow.