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29.Jul.22, 01:26 PM
Zelana wasn’t making him feel any better about the lack of Zoremet at the Hatching. He made some noncommittal grunt to at least acknowledge that he heard her but he was continuing to focus on the eggs that were shaking more and the entrance. Where was his brother? “Yes,” he replied absently to whatever it was Zelly had asked him before pausing with a frown. “What?” Had she asked him about fruit? Was it an honest question or just something to see if he was listening? Had he missed something important?
“Sorry, I’m worried about my brother. Maybe even multiple ones,” Orgailian confessed with a small gesture to A’tay who was looking a little better but still pale. And then he nodded to where T’ryn sat with Cazan’s husband, Mylorah’s lordling boyfriend, and a smiling M’quel that had Shadow in her lap. And then suddenly he had a face full of Mylorah as she bounced her way over to them wishing him a happy birthday. In truth, he had forgot it was the third and his ‘special day’.
“Might be a bit too weird for me,” Orgailian shrugged, trying not to like the idea of having a dragon with the same birthday. Didn’t that happen not too long ago to someone? At Fort, if he recalled correctly. It probably added to their bond—or maybe they had such differing personalities that they clashed over sharing a day.
And then Mylorah was bringing up the missing brother as well. “Fuck it. I’ll go find him.” He was already blaming himself for leaving the dormitory without Zoremet so it was on him, especially since he knew Zelly would have been in A’tay’s bed and Mylorah was probably with Gangleri. He ignored their attempts to get him to stay and weaved through the Candidates for the exit only to stop and gawk as the problem child himself strolled in with a big smile on his face carrying a box of something behind N’noa who led them to the dragonhealer area. Seriously? Was everyone getting laid that night except him? Because no way did Zoremet just so happen to stumble upon that bluerider in need of help carrying anything.
Orgailian managed not to stomp his way back to the girls, reclaiming his spot. “He’s fine,” was all he said as he pointed to Zoremet.
“Sorry, I’m worried about my brother. Maybe even multiple ones,” Orgailian confessed with a small gesture to A’tay who was looking a little better but still pale. And then he nodded to where T’ryn sat with Cazan’s husband, Mylorah’s lordling boyfriend, and a smiling M’quel that had Shadow in her lap. And then suddenly he had a face full of Mylorah as she bounced her way over to them wishing him a happy birthday. In truth, he had forgot it was the third and his ‘special day’.
“Might be a bit too weird for me,” Orgailian shrugged, trying not to like the idea of having a dragon with the same birthday. Didn’t that happen not too long ago to someone? At Fort, if he recalled correctly. It probably added to their bond—or maybe they had such differing personalities that they clashed over sharing a day.
And then Mylorah was bringing up the missing brother as well. “Fuck it. I’ll go find him.” He was already blaming himself for leaving the dormitory without Zoremet so it was on him, especially since he knew Zelly would have been in A’tay’s bed and Mylorah was probably with Gangleri. He ignored their attempts to get him to stay and weaved through the Candidates for the exit only to stop and gawk as the problem child himself strolled in with a big smile on his face carrying a box of something behind N’noa who led them to the dragonhealer area. Seriously? Was everyone getting laid that night except him? Because no way did Zoremet just so happen to stumble upon that bluerider in need of help carrying anything.
Orgailian managed not to stomp his way back to the girls, reclaiming his spot. “He’s fine,” was all he said as he pointed to Zoremet.
