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Date Posted: 19:14:58 06/07/05 Tue
Author: A'dian, Arbol
Subject: >~<
In reply to: A'lan~Hroth 's message, "~^~" on 17:40:08 06/07/05 Tue

Tugging at the bottom of his tunic, A'dian jerks his head up in surprise when A'lan calls. Abandoning the last finicky adjustments to his clothing, he rushes into the other room, completely giving up on figuring out just why his good clothing had been hanging next to Vitaliath's harness. Not that he's particularly fussy about the care of his clothing, but he is usually tidy enough to put it away. As he catches A'lan's eyes, the greenrider colors a bit, but his gaze no longer flickers away. They've been a bit too intimate for his shyness around the handsome brownrider to be so overpowering anymore. If nothing else, I know he wants me, A'dian reminds himself, and if he was alone, he'd smile - maybe a little smugly, even. A'lan is his, whether the brownrider knows it or not. In some respects, A'dian is exactly like his dragon. Though without her firm and absolute certainty that the male in question wants to stay around, he's a bit nervous about actually trying to assert that claim... which makes it less of a claim in reality, but not in the greenrider's mind. "Y-yes?" he replies, blinking at A'lan. Perched on his shoulder, brown Arbol cheeps cheerily at Lady, as if he hadn't snuck up behind her and pretended to gnaw on her wing just a few hours ago.

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