Friction! [Karou]

[Lotty]

Being nice was hard, and he had been building up and stockpiling so many pretty mountains of angst and hate for what seemed like forever now, he was bound to explode, he just felt sorry for whomever it was that may be on the receiving end. To be gentlemanly, to be so kindly, to charm the pants off of a certain girl was growing soooo painful and so he decided to get away from the rest of the human population Typical solution for him he noted. Frustrations would always bring out the man-boy in him, not an uncommon reaction amongst the average twenty turn old, but an unfavorable one none the less. At least he was willing to admit his faults.

With nothing else to do for the day - K'sel always found time to devote to himself, a side effect of being so darn self absorbed - he decided to pass on his usual tree climb and nap and headed for the beach. Typically it was a place he could find his brother, but with the way storms had been rolling in and loomed on the horizon he wasn't too worried about having to interact with sea urchin siblings. Strolling along the coastline, sea winds blew it's salty breath through his hair and ruffled it around into a tousled, wild coif, while he sliced up a citrus fruit with his favorite knife. This definitely proved to be one of his forms of meditation...the other of course was running around the weyr with a wineskin.

He paused. Eyesore was the only one of his firelizards willing to tolerate him when he was in such a nasty state, and that was probably due in part to the fact that he had the little blue the longest...and lets be honest, Eyesore wasn't exactly the friendliest creature ever either. They made for a good match obviously, but this image, this message that made him stop wasn't from him at all. Too fantastical, too ridiculous. It was imaginative: a woman creatively made into a monster with big over pronounced canines and a ghoulish looking cast to her. Definitely a caricature, and definitely from Mojo. The bronze flitted down to take the unoccupied shoulder only a moment later. See? See? You weren't the worst person around his expression read.

K'sel only sighed. He was clearly only moments away from having to interact with another human being. Another unpleasant human being. What a bother.

[raii]

Once again, Karou was avoiding chores.

Chores, the tasks of imbeciles. She wasn't going to suck up to some cocky Weyrfolk by obeying their every whim. She'd much rather go on her little escapades to the outdoors, where there was less of a chance of meeting such cocky weyrfolk. She hummed lightly to herself. She was in a rather good mood, which made her less temperamental, but more sarcastic. Her song was lighter than usual. Of course, it was in her usual high-noted haunting style, but it had a touch of laughter. Mocking laughter, superior laughter, sarcastic laughter. Karou laughter.

Today, she wasn't so bitter. Rather, she enjoyed her sarcasm, her bluntness, her all around rudeness. There was no guilt, no pain, no anger, only a smug strength that would knock down any in her path. With a callous laughter, she tossed a throwing dagger into a nearby tree. It spiraled before hitting the tree directly. As she passed it, she picked it up again, moving it from one hand to another. She reached the coastline swiftly, thanks to her long, graceful legs. She stepped out, breathing in the humid air.

Nice day for a swim, wasn't it?

She noted a man and fire lizard nearby. Oh dear, how annoying. Her peaceful swim was not to be. Of course, she could use a bit of human interaction. With her mood, it would no doubt end with this person yelling and screaming. It was a strange thing, really. Karou seemed to feed on other people's pain. It amused her so much. How people got so upset over such petty insults. However, when Karou got upset, it was no small thing. It was immediately of utmost importance, unlike these petty people's petty problems.

She walked over to him, her posture confidently erect. A smirk colored her pale face, directed at K'sel. Her pale eyes observed him analytically with a quick glance. No bad looking, she supposed. She wondered if he was one of those men who would do anything for a pretty girl. Those men were very useful to have around. He looked to smart to be one of those, however. What a shame. He was strong--perhaps a rider?--and could have been used to do several tasks for her. A huge shame indeed.

"Hello there, and who might you be?" she asked with a condescending grin. Her voice was pleasant, but with a heavy undertone of irritation. Silly little person, who indeed were you? Why were you here, in this semi-remote area? She observed the blue and bronze. Interesting creatures, fire lizards were. She hoped for their sake they were quiet. If not, she might just frighten them until they ran for their clutchmother. She was never in the mood to tolerate noisy critters of any sort, be they salamandyr, flitter, dragon or human.

[Lotty]

Not. Impressed. He turned to look at Mojo before talking to him out loud. Not uncommon, but he was practically ignoring Karou for the moment as he addressed the big bronze, "So that wasn't an exaggeration then? I applaud your accuracy," before his dark eyes slid over to match her pale ones. Body language alone gave away that he was in fact talking about her, but he wasn't trying to keep this fact secret anyway. If she were to find him out for the ass he was then so be it, he already had one too many sassy ladies in his life, he didn't need another one. Confrontational much? Why yes. Yes he was.

Standing his ground he canted his head as he considered the options. He could just roll with this but....

That wouldn't be his style now would it? Things would have been so much simpler if she had just made small talk about the weather instead, but he would not let those subtle inflections of her voice pass by. Girl better check herself... Indeed. With a cock of an eyebrow he evenly replied, "Points for saying hello, but your follow up is lacking. Typically your name goes in there somewhere. So it would sound like this, 'Hello there, I'm.....'" he leaned into her and whispered, "this is where you would fill in your name..." before reeling back and continuing in the manner he did before, "and who might you be?" As the cherry on top he shifted the knife and fruit into one hand and offered a shake with the free one. See? That is proper etiquette.

Not one to stop after had had gotten all riled up he continued on rather bemused, "Here, here, let me do this for you. I think you'll get it better, 'Hello. My name is K'sel, and who might you be there sunshine.'" Oh yes, he even managed to make a dig at her pale looks. Oh yes, he was being a jerk, and admittedly the girl hadn't really done all that much to spur his disdain. Wrong place, wrong time, and nothing more than that. So there K'sel and two equally surly firelizards were staring at this girl on the beach...Faranth forbid if the other lizard appeared. She was named Fracas for a reason.

[raii]

Karou smirked.

Ah, this one had a brain. Under normal circumstances she would have gotten quite angry. Not today. She smiled, happy for the chance to perfect her sarcasm. "Karou, charmed, I'm sure," she said, meaning the exact opposite. She looked down at his hand disdainfully and then back at him. Her mocking eyes seemed to say, you expect me to touch that? Apparently, he would be no use for her to manipulate. That didn't mean she couldn't humiliate, irritate, and mock this impertinent man. She smiled smugly. "I apologized if I seem rude by not giving you this gift of my name."

"Faranth forbid you don't know who your insulting," she said with a sickly sweet tone and a large, mocking smile. She did not like him one bit. She decided that immediately. "And may I make a kind suggestion? Constructive criticism, if you will? As you said, points for sarcasm, but your insults are lacking." She smiled with mock kindness. "I suppose it's not your fault of course. You can't help what kind of brain you were born with!" She took his subtle insults and slight sarcasm, turning it into a venomous reply. Rude little man. Learn a thing or two before you tried to insult a perfectly innocent, sweet, beach-dweller.

Minus, of course, innocent and sweet.

Karou found a quick distaste for this K'sel. She would listen carefully for any gossip about this man, and upon their next meeting, would certainly exploit and upset him. For now, however, she was simply left to feed off of his words and his tones. Her smile grew. "Lovely fire lizards, though," she said dryly, implying the exact opposite. "They are very clean creatures, aren't they? Always shiny and well-oiled. You aren't much like them, are you?" she asked, observing his facial hair. "Oh, wait. The root of their cleanliness is similar too you, isn't it? Vanity and superiority, yes?"

[Lotty]

"The gift of your name?" he asked, "Well, I mean, that is a stretch, but I have never been one to fault someone for using a little bit of hyperbole..." he added as he tilted his head to the other side. He had resumed with his cutting and eating that he was doing before he offered his hand. She clearly didn't want to touch him, which was fine with him, because the gesture was merely for show anyway. Parring off another quarter of the fruit, he popped it into his mouth as he let her keep going and going...orange skins were piling up at his feet. He felt like at the rate she was going, he was going to be done with the snack before he could even get another word in.

Stealing some notes from the local mindhealer and re-appropriating it for himself, he replied calmly, "Now, now....you really are projecting...tell me how you really feel..." He offered her a feral smile and finished his citrus fruit. Mojo chirruped at that time though, and Eyesore flicked his wings. Did she just call them lovely? Neither or them believed it, she didn't seem very nice at all, and though the blue would be much more likely to just try and claw her eyes out - and he believed he would should she come too close to either K'sel or himself - Mojo just wanted to mess with the girl. Yes...that was perfect revenge! The bronze lept off the brownrider's shoulder playfully and disappeared to between.

The young man meanwhile had taken to rubbing his chin and scratching at his beard. Yeah it was pretty impressive wasn't it? He was glad she noticed it even though it made him question shaving it off. That was his plan for tomorrow after all since he couldn't keep the same look for too long, it was better to keep people on their toes... "Dragonriders have little time for their own looks when they are busy with cleaning dragons and flits you see," it was a perfectly factual answer for her more rhetorical question. It was the second part of her comment that would receive his snark, "Vanity and superiority you say? Now, now...say what you will about me, but leave the children out of this!" He turned to look at Eyesore, "Don't listen buddy, mommy and daddy are just having a little fight," he looked back to give a faux smile at Karou. He really didn't think of himself as vain. Superior only as a thin veil, but never really vain...he readily considered himself nothing more than average in looks...the type of guy who "cleaned up" well.

[raii]

Karou snorted. "If it's not a gift, why did you demand it so?" Silly boy, with all of his strangeness. He went on, acting like a mindhealer. Karou rolled her eyes drolly. As he commented on his lack of cleanliness, she wrinkled her nose. "Gracious, you smell like something crawled inside your head and died! Being a dragonrider is no excuse not to bathe! Why are you just lazing around here if you have no time for bathing? Try using a legitimate excuse. Such as, well, laziness?" She smiled sweetly.

Mommy and daddy? Hah. Ignoring this, she relented. "All right, I will say what I want about you. Based on my first Impression of you, you are rude, scornful, nasty, smelly, bitter, stupid and of course disliked by all, especially the female population." He annoyed her deeply. Of course he knew how distasteful she found him, but she wanted to make sure he understood her very clearly.

"Sounds about right, yes?" She flicked her black hair to the side, her mouth curling into a hateful grin. She turned around with a quiet chuckle, facing the water. "Beautiful scenery, isn't it? Almost a shame to mar it with your appearance," she said, gazing out into the water unadulterated by, well, his face. It was beautiful, yes. She did like to go swimming. She hoped he would leave, put off by her equal disdain, and leave her to swim in peace.

[Lotty]

"Ok. You got me. I'm lazy," he shrugged and then sniffed his armpits for effect. He didn't think he smelled that bad...and besides he was told you aren't really supposed to bathe every day. It was bad for you...something about natural oils in the skin? Nevermind that. He didn't have to justify his hygiene or lack there of. When his teeth started rotting out, or darters took up residence in his beard then he'd become a little more concerned. Until then he was going to have a lot of fun messing with this Karou he met, and though he didn't usually take explicit pleasure out of being such an ass, he was willing to make exceptions...besides they were on the road to being best of friends. She had just described him so accurately!

"Rude. Scornful. Nasty. Smelly. Bitter......especially bitter. Stupid....fair enough....and disliked by all?" he pretended to mull over the designation, "Especially women? Yeah...yeah that sounds about right. Guess I should just give up on girls....or shards, why should I subject other men to me too? I should just crawl up somewhere and die....." But obviously he didn't do that. Instead he slid right over to her, quickly closing the open gap between them and draping an arm over her shoulders whether she wanted it or not, "But instead I'd rather stay here and curl up on youuuuuuu," and he made a very lewd kissy face at her.

Mojo meanwhile appeared on a tree branch above their heads. Tricksy bronze knew a thing or two about Karou and was more than happy to share it with his dear K'sel. It was with a wry smile that the brownrider revealed it to the girl, "You know I think I know you..." He gestured to her face with his knife before re-sheathing it on his belt, "You were at the weyrling graduation yes? A drunken mess if you ask me. Can't handle a little spiked punch?" He was there of course but was busy with his own interests. Apparently his firelizard's attention was on the pale girl, "Or do you normally just kind of fall over inexplicably?"

[raii]

Karou rudely shoved his arm off of her, distancing herself from him by an arms-length. "No, thanks. Wouldn't want some of your stench to rub off on me." At his comment on the graduation, she smiled. "Hmm, things have a way of spreading now, don't they? As a matter of fact, I had several glasses, and am pleased to say I remember very little of that pleasant night." In fact, it was nothing but a hazy recollection of hysterical laughing, horrible singing and dancing, and meeting someone named S'linny or some similar name.

Karou lived for the thrill. Why wouldn't she drink several glasses once she recognized the uniquely bitter taste of alcohol? Thrills, thrills, thrills, they kept her alive. Wasn't it ironic that (on occasion) risking her life gave her the reason to live it? Certainly, it was no purpose, but it did make things fun. Her purpose? To cause disorder and anger wherever she went of course! "What, you didn't take advantage of that opportunity? Too good for a little mindless fun?" He was gross. He was crude. He was sarcastic and callous, blunt and scathing. A perfect mirror of herself.

For that reason, she detested him.

Those traits were perfectly wonderful in herself, but in another, not at all. Shards, she preferred the quiet, frightened ones who whimpered when she barked at them. In another human, her own qualities were an absolute NO. Unless, of course, they were partners in crime, scheming buddies, making mischief and confusion or disrupting the order, maybe even terrorizing the younger candidates. Even making snide remarks about others. He, however, was using his qualities against her. Oh, how she wished she knew more about him!

She would certainly do her research. That would not be doubted. Her mind stored his image with his name. She would ask around, especially with drudges. They seemed to see and hear without anyone really noticing. She could find out about him. Find his hopes, his dreams, his sensitivities, his infatuations...use them against him. For now, however, she would simply smile kindly and rip on him in every way she could with no knowledge of him.

[Lotty]

As he was pushed away Eyesore schreeched. How dare they jostle around so much. He flapped his little blue wings and chattered loudly at both K'sel and his company. They were both being stupid! Meanwhile, the brownrider couldn't help but be proud of himself. He hoped his "stench" was stuck to her for a good long while, "I haven't bathed in a few days. I probably reek enough that the fumes are stuck in your hair. Good luck getting that out..." He laughed a little bit with childish glee. This was just like the time when he was twelve and he tricked his brother into eating a worm. The only difference is that she seemed so much more annoyed by him.

"Well for your information there missy..." he had to defend his drinking abilities. He very well would have had his fair share of the punch had it not met an unfortunate end right before his very eyes, "I am never too good for drinking. I would have had my share, but it got dumped before I could get more than a spoonful. I was a little distracted on my way to the punch bowl," because chicks were making out before his very eyes. Well, not just any two chicks, but Nephele and Erilena, thereby completing his dreams and fantasies. Karou didn't need to know that...and K'sel made sure to eye his bronze flit wearily incase the brat decided to share the information anyway.

"Besides, I'm a big kid now...I can just you know...buy some wine and drink it," spiked punch was soooooo juvenile. Or something. Not that he would turn that down either. It was K'sel after all, he wasn't very picky. Enough talking about him though...he wanted to know more about Karou...that is if she would spill her guts which he was doubting. She might after all mistake his conversation for an attempt to throw more barbs at her, and really he was just curious. It wasn't everyday you meet someone as nasty as yourself after all. K'lir and R'ahre both came exceptionally close...but the three of them together in the same room creates blackholes, so it wasn't likely that he'd elect to hang out with both of them any time soon...at least at the simultaneously.

Stretching his arms behind his head he just had to ask, "So Karou, what's your deal? What makes Karou tick? Candidate or something? I was a pretty big misanthrope myself when I was left standing a whole bunch of times...."

[raii]

"Oh, that really is disgusting." She took another step back, covering her nose for effect. No, there was no pungent reek wafting from him, but she claimed there was as a means to humiliate and defile him. Obviously, he took pride in a lack of hygiene. And this guy was a dragon rider? She could only hope the poor dragon had been oiled when it had been growing (or if it still was). As he got defensive about his drinking, he looked to his flit. Not saying something, eh? "Oh, and just what was distracting you? I'm guessing it wasn't the joy of the new riders, hmm?"

At his 'big kid' remark, she only snorted. "Big kid, indeed. You really are just an overgrown child, aren't you?" She smirked. "Oh, and I'm certainly a child. I mean, I'm not the oldest candidate to my knowledge or whatever." She chuckled. He really was something, wasn't he? What something, exactly? She wasn't quite sure. Maybe a cross between a feral feline and a moronic mandyr? Then he asked about her. About her? Strange boy indeed. One second he's verbally attacking her, next second he's trying to get her to confide in him.

"My deal is I was born and raised in the wild by felines before trying to savagely bite a man at age twelve. I was taught how to talk and write and read and then I was searched, but not before becoming a healer-harper-weaver. Oh, and a tanner. I then proceeded to Impress several thousand fire lizards whose names I do not remember." She rolled her eyes. "And, just in case you aren't bright enough to notice, that was sarcasm. I got the same deal as everyone else. Candidate yeah. But the same as everyone else." Lies, but she told them well.

No, she wasn't like everyone else. She'd watched her sister die, and she had a scar on her breastbone to prove it. But, of course, he didn't need to know that. He didn't need to know that she'd been left standing as well either. In fact, he didn't need to know anything about her. So that's what she told him: nothing.

[Lotty]

He wanted to giggle at his success. She was just soooo bothered by him, it was truly great, not even a comment on his immaturity was likely to phase him, though it also helped that he heard that sort of remark a wholeeeee lot. It seemed like despite all of the horrible things he was called, once you hear it enough, you could only take ownership of it, "Yes....you see I'm not much of a liar, I really really am an overgrown child," he sighed and rolled his eyes off to the side, longingly looking to the ocean in dramatic fashion, "My beard, my voice, my whole arrogant facade is a big cover for how juvenile I am," flicking a loving look at her he lowered his voice, "I'm really glad we just had this heart to heart..."

He checked up on his firelizard again and smiled to see the bronze mimicking the girl. When she rolled her eyes he flicked his head to the side. When she had covered her nose he did too with a dark wing over his snout. So on and so forth, much to the rider's delight. What is so amusing? Messing with this candidate... I'm sure you wouldn't have appreciated that when you were one. Yeah well I didn't start anything that I didn't plan on ending. You know I'm not intentionally antagonistic... I don't know about that so much...

"Now why do you have to be like that?" he asked her in all seriousness after hearing her out, "Here I am taking genuine interest in another human being and you just have to go an be sooooo mean about it. No wonder you are out here without any friends, it seems that you are no better off than me," he smiled at her playfully. He knew very well what he was suggesting. They were more alike than they were willing to admit...or that she was willing to admit. He sat down right there, cross-legged, on the ground of the trail. He was marking his territory. K'sel would not be the one to walk away from this, not at all.

"I know a thing or two about girls like you. I think you want me. You have the total hots for me and it hurts so you put up walls and barriers. I'm here to tell ya...baby, come and get it," and he licked his finger in an over the top manner - sexually even - before pressing it to a bare spot of skin along his collar bone and making a hiss. Of course he didn't believe a word he'd just said, it was perfectly possible for her to just disdain him. After all, he wasn't the easiest drink to knock back.

[raii]

She scowled at him. As amused as he was with her reaction, she was just as UNamused with his lack of reaction. She wanted to slap him across the face, and his fire lizard as well. Mimicking her, was he. "Calm down, you wherry-brained deadglow," she said to the creature with a glare. "I'm honestly not that interesting. Go pick at your toes or whatever your kind does." Rude little creature, indeed. Not that she was surprised, of course. Even the sweetest of creatures would become horrible if they Impressed to him. Poor little evil monster.

Her frown widened at his words. "Ah, yes, you must care deeply for my emotions," she said, with a customary eye roll. She glared at the fire lizard, one eyebrow raised, as if daring him to mock her again. "And truthfully, I have no interest to be friends with most of the pretentious morons who reside here. To be blunt they sicken me." As he began to talk to her about her undeniable crush on him, she snorted with laughter. "No, you sicken me. Open your eyes. This is me, moron. And trust me, I do not want you. Why, I'd sooner want your demonic fire lizard than you."

She could list the reasons why she'd never want him, but she knew by now he would just give sarcastic retorts. Stinky? Thank you! Stupid? So they say. The list could go on and he'd have something to say for it all. Too smart for his own good, it seemed. "Now then, would you like to stop embarrassing yourself or should I just walk away?" She said with an amused smirk. Perhaps he was joking? Didn't matter. Oh, she wanted him all right. Wanted to kick him where the sun never shines, that is. Of course, she wouldn't. She'd been working on self-control for the past few years, after all.

[Lotty]

"Hey now...I thought we had agreed to keep the children out of this?" he asked with a smirk and a finger raised into the air, partially pointing to the bronze, but more so chastising Karou in a cliche type of school-marm way. Naughty, naughty Miss. Karou...keep it up and he might wash her mouth out with soap...assuming he was willing to waste that kind of time on the girl. He was starting to become convinced this girl would be fun for nothing other than to bother. K'sel was even starting to kind of wonder what he would have done if the girl did admit her love and tried jumping him. She was too hateful to be enjoyable to hang around with - even for that. But he wasn't jumping up and running away so clearly he didn't think her to be all bad.

Mojo meanwhile refused to stop mocking her. He squawked out in perfect rhythm with her words, doing his best to try and copy her pitch and cadence. Impressive for what it was, but ultimately it was just noise, and the brownrider decided to move his attentions back to the girl listening carefully to what she had to say, "I really don't understand why we are even fighting so much..." he reasoned to her, the words rolling off his tongue casually, "We have a lot in common. You hate everyone in the weyr because you think they are pretentious morons...I hate everyone because I AM a pretentious moron. This is all just..." he didn't have the right word for it, and he twisted his face and scratched his chin in contemplation before settling on something, "Weird."

"But, if we aren't just going to drop the egos and just copulate in a pool of our own disdain and hate then maybe you should leave," he began, but it wouldn't feel like a complete and total win unless she knew the terms of the whole agreement you see, "but you won't, because you are just like me and you know that should you walk away from this then you'll lose, and you can't live with that..." What they were winning or losing didn't matter. It was too abstract for words, but it was a tally mark on a scoreboard that he knew they were both subconsciously keeping tabs on. Nonetheless he was curious to hear her answer, no doubt it would be mean, it would be spiteful, and it would probably hurt him just a little bit...things tended to plague on him much later when alone after having time to ferment.

[raii]

Karou shook her head. "Me hating pretentious morons and you being one makes us nothing alike." So he was what she hated. Didn't that mean they were ill-suited for conversation or alliances? She didn't deny the fact that they were similar, however, for even she knew they were. She glared at the fire lizard. "And if I were you, I would shut that thing up. Loud obnoxious creatures are the one thing I hate more than pretentious morons like you."

However much she would like to leave, he was spot on with his inference. Of course, he didn't have to know that. "Oh, no, I simply enjoy messing with idiots. It's one of the few things you guys are good for." Rule number one: never give the enemy the feeling of being right. Besides, her statement was true enough. She did enjoy messing with him. This suggestion of his, however, gave her amusement. The Karou without any egos, disdain, or hatred, was not the Karou she let anyone see. Vulnerable and lonely was so not her thing.

"Oh, and what exactly are you without your egos and disdain, hmm? I didn't know that was even a possibility."

She gazed off at the water. Oh, so he expected her to bring down her carefully composed walls? Not going to happen. She didn't do friendly, sweet, or anything of the sort. She could do civil or polite with an unknown person, but not with him. She looked back to him. "I'm not sure if your small brain was able to grasp this, but I'm not going anywhere. Feel free to leave. I came here to spend some time in the water, so that much I will do." She kicked of her boots and rolled up her pants, wading into the water until her shins were half submerged. No hidden, obnoxious bronzes this time? Goooood.

[Lotty]

"If you think this one is loud then you've clearly never met Fracas," he responded casually, wondering if there was a way to summon the green. She wasn't one to come at his beck and call, but a good lie could go a long way, furthermore the discovery that he was lying would surely strike a nerve with the firelizard. It was all worth a try. Looking past Karou he planted the idea into Mojo's head and the bronze agreed...it would work. The winged magician was doing his thing. It was only a matter of time now...patience young one.

"I'm glad that at very least I could be of amusement for you..." he drawled back at her as he laid back down in the sand. All of this fighting is sooo tiring. Not exactly part of his plans for the day, but it was entertaining while it lasted. As it seemed however, she was gaining the upper hand, if only because K'sel was growing bored with this. He had thought that he had quite nicely offered the olive branch a few times so far...he couldn't help it that his offers of peace had also come in such a sarcastic sort of manner. The girl clearly needed to realize he was like that allll the time. Even with the people he preferred, he hardly cut them deals and the smart-assery was not put on hold, just ask Nephele or his "sister" Erilena.

"Without the ego and disdain...hmmmm..." he wondered if he had desensitized her enough that even the truth would be lost on her by nothing more than the cover of a smirk, "Well then I'm just a sad, lonely, sensitive boy with a diary and a guitar," and a dragon and flits but that was all a given. He rolled onto his belly and framing his head with his hands giving him an ever so innocent look....more importantly, it helped him keep tabs on what the girl was doing. Walking off into the ocean...with her clothes on? What exactly was the point of that, "Do you always go swimming with your clothes on?" If he was keeping her from actually un-dressing then it was her loss. Couldn't very well accomplish her goals that way.

The next thing K'sel knew, the missing piece of his firelizard trifecta was on the scene screaming as she was wont to do. Fooooooood! Who was it that had this food again!? The pretty little thing fluttered down to the sand that lay between the two humans. She was not without grace, but that didn't make her any less irritating as she squawked at the brownrider. Don't tell her she showed up for no good reason!

The rider pointed at the candidate, "Talk to her, she's the one with the food..." he bald face lied and the green was one to believe him, turning her discordant demands onto the girl and flapping around her head in a fury. Why aren't you feeding me now!?