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Date Posted: 18:48:00 04/02/05 Sat
Author: T'bel - Quilth
Subject: Teehee...
In reply to: Wessae~Shrineth & Doe 's message, "Oh, is this your mind? I found it in teh gutter XD" on 17:27:44 03/31/05 Thu

A broad hand gently falls across Wessae’s shoulders as she sits up abruptly and he moves with her, a gentle physical suggestion of support offered for whatever important event caused the swift movement. His head turns in the direction of Wessae’s gaze, green eyes focusing in to find whatever she could be seeing; only to recognize the firelizard a second later with a relieved grin. Non-existent crisis averted, T’bel caresses the small of Weyrwoman’s back before leaning forward to examine the little green’s delivery, brow rising in surprise as Wessae takes his hand in her own and places a little mottled egg within his palm.

For a moment he just stares at the tiny capsule of life in his calloused palm, honestly astonished at how tiny it was. The soft rumble of amusement from his lifemate serves as a key for the lock of T’bel’s already protective gaze however, and shaking his head slightly he turns his face back to Wessae, listening intently as she shares information about the flits eventual hatching and care. Slowly he nods once to express his understanding of the necessity of the flit, and then follows the motion with a soft kiss on the cheek to express his gratitude. T’bel’s second hand then rises to carefully arch over top of his egg as he inclines his face a few inches away from Wessae’s, the loving and entirely candid smile offered once again, even as she offers the suggestion of departure.

“…If only because I don’t suppose the world will wait.”

The serenity of waking was bliss, but the knowledge that they would be facing the new day together made rising that much easier. T’bel rises slowly from the bed, furs and sheets slipping off his limber body as he rises to place the egg gently in a fur lined leather pouch in his jacket, and then departs into the side room of their Weyr. He fills the stone tub with water, then places a bit of scrubbing sand by the edge, and wrapping a towel about his waist returns back to the sleeping area. Smiling quietly, he offers a sweeping bow, the motion made all the more comical with his... interesting apparel.

“Your bath is ready, Wessae.”

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