24.Aug.12, 11:23 AM
This was how his evening was going to be, Erisi realized with muted horror. Charath was picking on someone else's Blue, which completely got in the way of him trying to make conversation with that certain someone else. Erisi was on the verge of getting a migraine, which he would happily share with his obnoxious green dragon. Don't you dare. There is no need for the both of us to be miserable, Charath tried to reason, but the idea was already in Erisi's head. If this turned into a full-blown migraine, Charath would suffer with him, and she would suffer greatly. Migraines were worse enough as it stood, but Erisi knew how to whine and moan throughout them completely.
And he would, oh he would!
You are vile! Charath hissed at him, and while she definitely did not want to give up on playing with Aveleth she began to relent. She did not apologize for her actions, instead deciding that brooding was far more representative of her mood.
It was a rare victory for Erisi, and for a moment he was the happiest most perky person on the planet. The smug expression on his face could not be wiped away. Charath whining at him about it would probably make him smile even more. Rarely did Erisi get the better of his dragon, and now, now this was a moment for the history books. This was the first time when he got Charath to shut up. He would have jumped with joy, or something like that if... you know, Z'ia still wasn't right there.
Please, do it, so we both can be miserable.
...Okay, so he didn't necessarily shut Charath up. He just got her to do what he wanted. Small victories, small victories.
He probably saw the ridiculous joy on your face and has been scared off. I hope so. You deserve it.
Ignoring his dragon for the time being, his attention shifted back to the bluerider. The man had been busy communicating with his own dragon, which Erisi was sure had indicated Charath's behavior. Of course, he didn't seem to want to apologize for her either. It wasn't his fault, after all, that she was insufferable. "Your sincerity is touching," Erisi drawled, debating whether he found this playful banter to be annoying or charming. He couldn't decide, so he let it continue.
"What brings you in here so late? Normal people have dinner when, mhhmmm, dinner is served?" Erisi knew why he was down here himself, but that was a little too ridiculous to comment on.
And he would, oh he would!
You are vile! Charath hissed at him, and while she definitely did not want to give up on playing with Aveleth she began to relent. She did not apologize for her actions, instead deciding that brooding was far more representative of her mood.
It was a rare victory for Erisi, and for a moment he was the happiest most perky person on the planet. The smug expression on his face could not be wiped away. Charath whining at him about it would probably make him smile even more. Rarely did Erisi get the better of his dragon, and now, now this was a moment for the history books. This was the first time when he got Charath to shut up. He would have jumped with joy, or something like that if... you know, Z'ia still wasn't right there.
Please, do it, so we both can be miserable.
...Okay, so he didn't necessarily shut Charath up. He just got her to do what he wanted. Small victories, small victories.
He probably saw the ridiculous joy on your face and has been scared off. I hope so. You deserve it.
Ignoring his dragon for the time being, his attention shifted back to the bluerider. The man had been busy communicating with his own dragon, which Erisi was sure had indicated Charath's behavior. Of course, he didn't seem to want to apologize for her either. It wasn't his fault, after all, that she was insufferable. "Your sincerity is touching," Erisi drawled, debating whether he found this playful banter to be annoying or charming. He couldn't decide, so he let it continue.
"What brings you in here so late? Normal people have dinner when, mhhmmm, dinner is served?" Erisi knew why he was down here himself, but that was a little too ridiculous to comment on.