28.Aug.12, 09:53 PM
Bordtai was not as surprised by the flat ‘no’ as he might have been if he wasn’t already realizing this man was not only off-kilter, but very stubborn as well. I wonder if he’s like that because he still sees his daughter. But the notion wasn’t pondered long as he was caught off guard when two large hands caught him under the shoulders and hoisted the scrawny boy into the air as if he weighed nothing at all. In fact, despite the four turn difference, he was barely more than Andi herself and Bordtai made sure not to look in the man’s direction as he was placed upon the green.
The boy had been expecting the rider to join them and when he didn’t, Bordtai had expected the dragon to walk along side his rider. So when the dragon had actually taken off into a smooth, low glide, Bordtai found one arm wrapping instinctively around Andi’s middle as his legs clamed as hard as he could around the dragon’s neck and he clutched at the nearest neckridge. Of course – he held onto the dragon to stay on. He held onto Andi to make sure she did too, though he realized later that the girl was far more use to such rides than he was and didn’t have to even try to stay where she sat.
While he’d never admit it, Bordtai was actually glad that the man was there to catch him as he slid off the dragon – he knew too well what even that small height would feel like to legs unaccustomed to such a fall and in all honesty he was sore already, though that too he’d never admit. When the man put gentle, but controlling hand on the same shoulder that had jarred and surprised Bordtai with Andi’s hug, he winced again, but didn’t fight it. Fighting at this point was as useless as arguing. If he moved where the man wanted him to, there would simply be less pain involved.
Hearing his name given to the healer, Bordtai had looked up only long enough to confirm that it wasn’t the healer he saw normally before dropping his head back down to look at his feet. With his face down turned, he made a face at B’jin’s teasing words before muttering, “I can wash my own face just fine.”
The boy had been expecting the rider to join them and when he didn’t, Bordtai had expected the dragon to walk along side his rider. So when the dragon had actually taken off into a smooth, low glide, Bordtai found one arm wrapping instinctively around Andi’s middle as his legs clamed as hard as he could around the dragon’s neck and he clutched at the nearest neckridge. Of course – he held onto the dragon to stay on. He held onto Andi to make sure she did too, though he realized later that the girl was far more use to such rides than he was and didn’t have to even try to stay where she sat.
While he’d never admit it, Bordtai was actually glad that the man was there to catch him as he slid off the dragon – he knew too well what even that small height would feel like to legs unaccustomed to such a fall and in all honesty he was sore already, though that too he’d never admit. When the man put gentle, but controlling hand on the same shoulder that had jarred and surprised Bordtai with Andi’s hug, he winced again, but didn’t fight it. Fighting at this point was as useless as arguing. If he moved where the man wanted him to, there would simply be less pain involved.
Hearing his name given to the healer, Bordtai had looked up only long enough to confirm that it wasn’t the healer he saw normally before dropping his head back down to look at his feet. With his face down turned, he made a face at B’jin’s teasing words before muttering, “I can wash my own face just fine.”