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Post by Memorie on Sept 18, 2006 20:56:35 GMT -5
I'slen lifted himself off of her shoulder, and she turned to watch him begin to unbuckle his pants. She tilted her head to the left a little, trying to figure out what his major malfunction was.
He thinks you're going to sleep with him? Amenth said, slightly questioning. She didn't quite understand that part yet. A dawning "o" appeared on Tujal's face, and her right eyebrow flew into her hairline.
"Get a GRIP on yourself, Bronzerider! I do NOT mean THAT kind of sleeping!" Mentally, Tujal made a note to never let this man drink too much when they became weyrmates. Feya and Bey shook and chattered on her shoulders, tails wrapped delicately around her neck as she yelled at the man. She took a deep breath to steady herself, and sighed. Reaching down to re-buckle his pants, she smiled at him. Sweetly, she said, "I'm sorry for yelling, but you need to keep it together until we get to your weyr, alright?" Rapid mood changes were Tujal's specialty.
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Post by LyricalBlue on Sept 19, 2006 18:15:36 GMT -5
I'slen just stared at her as she re-buckled his pants, not quite catching what was going on. He blinked bleary eyes as her word slowly translated in his head to something he could understand. At her second mood change he became lost again and decided that women were way too much work to understand. Following and doing whatever she wanted him to do at this point was probably the wisest idea. So he smiled again and nodded drunkenly. "Whatever you shay Tujal."
Beya chirruped and jumped from Tujal to I'slen, she wrapped around his neck. As he swayed she shrieked and dug her claws into his shoulder. The bronzerider jumped and yelped which sent the little queen into a flying flurry. After a couple moments he was able to catch and calm her down again, now a good deal more sober than he had been moments before.
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Post by Memorie on Sept 19, 2006 18:25:19 GMT -5
Tujal rolled her eyes, then stood back up to guide him further. A few moments later, when she heard him yelp, she turned back to him to see Beya harassing him. She grinned, but averted her face from his. Good, she thought. Getting what he deserves. She noticed he walked a little better after that little incident.
She led him back out of the stables and walked with him behind Amenth's bulk. Amenth crooned amiably. She rather thought this was all great fun. Tujal stifled a giggled at the small gold. They walked slowly up the hill to I'slen's weyr.
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