Post by Kisha-Ra on May 1, 2010 15:54:16 GMT -5
Chatter. Chatter. SQUEAL!
R’fuin’s head snapped around to scold his newest pet, a green firelizard that had been shanghaied onto him by Darya, only to recoil a little as he met the beast’s huge eyes. ‘Darya, just remind me again how this was supposed to be a gift.’ He said exasperatedly to the woman behind him.
The whipcord lean woman shrugged eloquently and came up beside her taller companion, examining the result of her gift minutely as if searching the green for some hint of a virtue. ‘Well she’s quite pretty if you don’t look at her face.’ Darya offered, running a hand through her short hair in a distracted manner while the firelizard chattered some more. Very loudly. ‘Well I didn’t know it was going to hatch a really loud one. Mine’s mute remember?’ She said defensively. ‘Anyway mine hatched a chicken, so there you go. I’ve got no clue how to look after it, so it’ll probably be dead inside the week.’
R’fuin shook his head slightly, a wry smile curving his lips. ‘Guess she’s like you then.’ He commented, deadpan. ‘You’re not too bad until a man catches sight of your face, but fear not my lady, you’ve got the ideal pet in that cock.’ As he spoke R’fuin took a smart step sideways in an attempt to avoid the retribution of the older bluerider, the general effect of a muscular young man standing over six feet stepping away from a shorter middle aged woman was slightly ridiculous, but R’fuin had seen his friend fight like a mad woman, and it had left a mark on him. To his relief Darya just laughed.
‘Oh you do shock me young man!’ Darya exclaimed theatrically, attracting not only the stares of a few nearby people but also the bug eyed firelizard, which looped her a couple of times before crashing into R’fuin’s chest. ‘Besides,’ Darya added raising an eyebrow at the clumsy firelizard, ‘That is so not what I meant.’
‘Oh I’ll bet.’ R’fuin absently mindedly caught his new firelizard as he spoke. ‘I know you’re waiting for me to turn my back so you can seduce a few susceptible hold boys, who’ll no doubt be awed and flattered that a dragonrider would pay attention to them, so much so in fact that they’ll never notice you just see them as a couple of convenient bodies.’ With a boyish grin, the first Darya had seen on him since the death of his salamandyr R’fuin announced ‘It’s a good thing for those lads you’ve got me to chaperone you.’
R’fuin winced as his new pet, which he decided right then to call Irritation (or Irra for short), squawked at something and shot off his shoulder like she was spring loaded. He muttered a curse as the little beast made a beeline for all the shiny objects displayed at the jewellery stall. ‘If she’s also a thief, you pay for whatever she steals.’ He told Darya, resigned to the fact that he was not going to be able to catch the green before she made off with something. Unless of course she flew headlong into a rock and flopped dazedly on the ground blinking…
Before Irra could get herself into any more trouble R’fuin darted in and scooped the creature up in one had with an apologetic smile for the stallkeepers. Keeping hold of Irritation around her middle R’fuin looked wistfully at a display of earrings, he’d always rather fancied one of those gold hoops. Turning to give Darya another now-look-what-this-present-has-done look R’fuin caught her looking at the displays, and then pretending very hard that she hadn’t been as soon as she caught his eye. Suddenly he had a wonderful idea for revenge. ‘Excuse me miss,’ he said, leaning over to one of the stallholders, ‘do you have anyone on hand to do piercings?’
R’fuin’s head snapped around to scold his newest pet, a green firelizard that had been shanghaied onto him by Darya, only to recoil a little as he met the beast’s huge eyes. ‘Darya, just remind me again how this was supposed to be a gift.’ He said exasperatedly to the woman behind him.
The whipcord lean woman shrugged eloquently and came up beside her taller companion, examining the result of her gift minutely as if searching the green for some hint of a virtue. ‘Well she’s quite pretty if you don’t look at her face.’ Darya offered, running a hand through her short hair in a distracted manner while the firelizard chattered some more. Very loudly. ‘Well I didn’t know it was going to hatch a really loud one. Mine’s mute remember?’ She said defensively. ‘Anyway mine hatched a chicken, so there you go. I’ve got no clue how to look after it, so it’ll probably be dead inside the week.’
R’fuin shook his head slightly, a wry smile curving his lips. ‘Guess she’s like you then.’ He commented, deadpan. ‘You’re not too bad until a man catches sight of your face, but fear not my lady, you’ve got the ideal pet in that cock.’ As he spoke R’fuin took a smart step sideways in an attempt to avoid the retribution of the older bluerider, the general effect of a muscular young man standing over six feet stepping away from a shorter middle aged woman was slightly ridiculous, but R’fuin had seen his friend fight like a mad woman, and it had left a mark on him. To his relief Darya just laughed.
‘Oh you do shock me young man!’ Darya exclaimed theatrically, attracting not only the stares of a few nearby people but also the bug eyed firelizard, which looped her a couple of times before crashing into R’fuin’s chest. ‘Besides,’ Darya added raising an eyebrow at the clumsy firelizard, ‘That is so not what I meant.’
‘Oh I’ll bet.’ R’fuin absently mindedly caught his new firelizard as he spoke. ‘I know you’re waiting for me to turn my back so you can seduce a few susceptible hold boys, who’ll no doubt be awed and flattered that a dragonrider would pay attention to them, so much so in fact that they’ll never notice you just see them as a couple of convenient bodies.’ With a boyish grin, the first Darya had seen on him since the death of his salamandyr R’fuin announced ‘It’s a good thing for those lads you’ve got me to chaperone you.’
R’fuin winced as his new pet, which he decided right then to call Irritation (or Irra for short), squawked at something and shot off his shoulder like she was spring loaded. He muttered a curse as the little beast made a beeline for all the shiny objects displayed at the jewellery stall. ‘If she’s also a thief, you pay for whatever she steals.’ He told Darya, resigned to the fact that he was not going to be able to catch the green before she made off with something. Unless of course she flew headlong into a rock and flopped dazedly on the ground blinking…
Before Irra could get herself into any more trouble R’fuin darted in and scooped the creature up in one had with an apologetic smile for the stallkeepers. Keeping hold of Irritation around her middle R’fuin looked wistfully at a display of earrings, he’d always rather fancied one of those gold hoops. Turning to give Darya another now-look-what-this-present-has-done look R’fuin caught her looking at the displays, and then pretending very hard that she hadn’t been as soon as she caught his eye. Suddenly he had a wonderful idea for revenge. ‘Excuse me miss,’ he said, leaning over to one of the stallholders, ‘do you have anyone on hand to do piercings?’
