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13.Jun.22, 02:34 AM
That the younger man was so willing to be helpful with regards to her (what some might consider silly) request made the goldrider smile. “I’d appreciate that, thank you. Though, don’t go troubling yourself on my account. I’m more than happy to experiment with whatever the kitchen has to spare. Based on the simple guidelines you’ve shown me, I can usually come up with something that’s at least palatable, even if I don’t have a recipe in mind.”
The evening breeze fluttered the blanket, which the woman pulled a little tighter around herself. Scooting a little closer to the man, both to have one side of her against him for a little warmth, and perhaps part of her mirroring the easy familiarity that Neryseth felt for the man’s bronze bonded, Lassalla sighed, shaking her head at the gold. “Neryseth would certainly appreciate it, too.” The cup was lifted to her lips, sipping at the drink, though feeling a little less inclined to down the beverage, perfectly content to simply sip at the sweet and strong concoction.
One elegant brow arched up as K’dar tripped over his words. “Awkward.” She repeated, the word level and devoid of anything but perhaps mildly amused concern. A chuckle bubbled from her, and she smile wryly into her cup as it was lifted again. “Life’s too short for ‘awkward’. Trust me.” When she’d Impressed Neryseth those turns back, she’d had to get comfortable with ‘awkward’ real quick, given that she’d considered herself to have already had a mate in Kirolan before he’d passed. What with the nature of Flights, they’d had to move past that particular exclusivity real quick. They’d agreed that it wouldn’t affect them, as a couple, and Lassalla had found that philosophy of plowing through a problem and getting past it had bled into other aspects of her life, too. Dancing around ‘awkward’ only delayed moving forward. She tossed a lopsided smile to the bronzerider. “And I don’t worry. Not much, at least. You’re smart, you’ll figure it out, whatever it is.”
He changed the subject she let the previous topic pass with a shrug. Too short for awkward and too short for dwelling on things best left alone, life was. She considered his question, eyes narrowing in thought. “Pepper, yes. Ground peppercorn, mostly. I’ve heard of other things to add more flavor and heat, but haven’t got my hands on any of them yet. Spiced rum though?” A flash of particular interest glittered across her expression. “That sounds like my kind of spice. Can’t say as I’ve tried it, though.” Nudging her shoulder into him, she gave a sigh, something between wistful and annoyed. “Might have to have you track some down for me.”
Along with the amusement, there was a note of resignation, too. For the sake of the continued dragon populace of Pern, she and other fellow goldriders were still stuck. And were probably going to be so for the foreseeable future. Hopefully, things might calm soon. But until then, having company such as what she currently shared, able to relate tales of travels and such, did help. “How is the family?” She asked, genuinely curious. She’d not gotten particularly close to the other riders, another bronzerider, as well as Telgar’s other goldpair, but she’d seen them all around enough to know that K’dar was quite close to them, particularly the twins.
The evening breeze fluttered the blanket, which the woman pulled a little tighter around herself. Scooting a little closer to the man, both to have one side of her against him for a little warmth, and perhaps part of her mirroring the easy familiarity that Neryseth felt for the man’s bronze bonded, Lassalla sighed, shaking her head at the gold. “Neryseth would certainly appreciate it, too.” The cup was lifted to her lips, sipping at the drink, though feeling a little less inclined to down the beverage, perfectly content to simply sip at the sweet and strong concoction.
One elegant brow arched up as K’dar tripped over his words. “Awkward.” She repeated, the word level and devoid of anything but perhaps mildly amused concern. A chuckle bubbled from her, and she smile wryly into her cup as it was lifted again. “Life’s too short for ‘awkward’. Trust me.” When she’d Impressed Neryseth those turns back, she’d had to get comfortable with ‘awkward’ real quick, given that she’d considered herself to have already had a mate in Kirolan before he’d passed. What with the nature of Flights, they’d had to move past that particular exclusivity real quick. They’d agreed that it wouldn’t affect them, as a couple, and Lassalla had found that philosophy of plowing through a problem and getting past it had bled into other aspects of her life, too. Dancing around ‘awkward’ only delayed moving forward. She tossed a lopsided smile to the bronzerider. “And I don’t worry. Not much, at least. You’re smart, you’ll figure it out, whatever it is.”
He changed the subject she let the previous topic pass with a shrug. Too short for awkward and too short for dwelling on things best left alone, life was. She considered his question, eyes narrowing in thought. “Pepper, yes. Ground peppercorn, mostly. I’ve heard of other things to add more flavor and heat, but haven’t got my hands on any of them yet. Spiced rum though?” A flash of particular interest glittered across her expression. “That sounds like my kind of spice. Can’t say as I’ve tried it, though.” Nudging her shoulder into him, she gave a sigh, something between wistful and annoyed. “Might have to have you track some down for me.”
Along with the amusement, there was a note of resignation, too. For the sake of the continued dragon populace of Pern, she and other fellow goldriders were still stuck. And were probably going to be so for the foreseeable future. Hopefully, things might calm soon. But until then, having company such as what she currently shared, able to relate tales of travels and such, did help. “How is the family?” She asked, genuinely curious. She’d not gotten particularly close to the other riders, another bronzerider, as well as Telgar’s other goldpair, but she’d seen them all around enough to know that K’dar was quite close to them, particularly the twins.
