Post by Lotty on May 9, 2010 18:07:22 GMT -5
Not to be contrary ever....oh whatever...K'sel had a mouth full of things to say about this arrangement. He opted for the nicest one he could muster when he did open up, so at very lest it was obvious that he was trying a little bit, "If you are as good as the unseen panel of men say...then I might embarrass you with my loud noisy groans of contentment..." why exactly he was telling her this he didn't exactly know. At the moment it sounded like the perfect thing to say...but as he paused he realized what a weirdo he was, "and if you actually suck at this I am making you do it again..."
And with that he decided he should just start going with the flow and lay down before she decided to run away. The brownrider walked over to his shirt that he discarded, and laid it out as at least a little protection from the sand. Not that the beach was scorching in the late evening, but if this mention would at least keep sand out of his scruff then he'd be happy. With little ado, he was face down on the ground and waiting for his massage; head to the side so that one eye could keep tabs on where the greenrider was. After all, a part of him was still a little suspicious....this could be a plan to steal his pants and leave him naked outside...which would be a weak prank, but nothing he would put past someone.
"Spice scented?" He asked, "Yeah sure, as long as you think it smells ok, then by all means use it..." he wondered why he cared if she thought it smelled good when he was the one who would be stuck with it...hmmmmmm
Oh no Nuoth... The dragon began, concerned that she was displeased with his wing and just too polite to say so outloud, I am sorry that my wing woke you up. I just had to move it, it was all cramped up where it was... He quickly came up with a reasonable reason why his wing went to where it was. Proud of himself, he was for coming up with that so cleverly. You can sleep again if you like. I am very tired myself, and thought of sleeping as well.
And with that he decided he should just start going with the flow and lay down before she decided to run away. The brownrider walked over to his shirt that he discarded, and laid it out as at least a little protection from the sand. Not that the beach was scorching in the late evening, but if this mention would at least keep sand out of his scruff then he'd be happy. With little ado, he was face down on the ground and waiting for his massage; head to the side so that one eye could keep tabs on where the greenrider was. After all, a part of him was still a little suspicious....this could be a plan to steal his pants and leave him naked outside...which would be a weak prank, but nothing he would put past someone.
"Spice scented?" He asked, "Yeah sure, as long as you think it smells ok, then by all means use it..." he wondered why he cared if she thought it smelled good when he was the one who would be stuck with it...hmmmmmm
Oh no Nuoth... The dragon began, concerned that she was displeased with his wing and just too polite to say so outloud, I am sorry that my wing woke you up. I just had to move it, it was all cramped up where it was... He quickly came up with a reasonable reason why his wing went to where it was. Proud of himself, he was for coming up with that so cleverly. You can sleep again if you like. I am very tired myself, and thought of sleeping as well.