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Date Posted: 18:38:11 03/31/05 Thu
Author: A'dian & Vitaliath,
Subject: >~<
In reply to: A'lan~Hroth 's message, "~^~" on 21:43:25 03/29/05 Tue

"I'm n-not glass," A'dian repeats breathily, though he's not in the right mood to actually be irritated. No; the mood he's in now is far too precious to be spoiled by such a negative emotion. He's not sure when the change in positions had occurred, but he's certainly not going to argue. A'lan's next proposal makes his green eyes widen in alarm. "Don't you d-dare stop now!" he hisses, pulling the brownrider back down again presses their lips together, almost bruising in his force.

I wouldn't bet on that, Vitaliath corrects him, emphasizing it with a throaty rumble. There's far more violet and red in her eyes now, and a distinctly odd and primal note to her voice. In fact, her hide is rather bright and shiny, even considering her recent bath.... Her head snaps up, and she backs quickly towards the door, wings half-extended and tail flickering wildly. I would not allow otherwise! she adds, her voice almost a roar in itself this time, and as audible to A'dian and even A'lan as to Hroth. Spinning, she practically explodes out of the Weyr, shrieking madly, the tip of her tail lashing the brown once as she exits.

A'dian pulls away suddenly, his eyes wide for a totally different reason. "I c-can't let her g-gorge," he hisses, mostly to himself, as he tries to turn his mind from the extremely pleasant matter at hand to a much more urgent issue. /Vitaliath!/ he shrieks when he feels the unmistakable surge of bloodlust, unable or unwilling to rise and follow her. /Vitaliath, blood it! Blood it!/ In response to an unspoken command, brown Arbol, forgotten on a ledge, leaps between and gives A'dian another set of eyes - he's afraid to go that far into his dragon's mind and loose his control over her just yet. She has to blood the herdbeast first. /Blood it!/ he repeats as she moves on to the second herdbeast, then a third, and she grumbles less each time. Then an unmistakable bugle echoes from outside, and he lets his head fall back on the bed, panting. "There," he murmurs, his eyes loosing their unfocused look and fixing on A'lan with obvious intent. He hasn't quite lost himself in Vitaliath's mind, but her emotions are loud and clear, and since they're running exactly parallel to his own at the moment, no real conflict exists. In fact, a little bleeds over, for A'dian would not smirk like that. "Wh-where were we?"

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