An Unexpected Chase [Kenessia] Oct 15, 2012 0:43:18 GMT -5
Post by Zen on Oct 15, 2012 0:43:18 GMT -5
R'zon :: Brown Leviath || Talaria :: Green Tanith
Leviath lay stretched out, enjoying the sun on his dark hide with one eye on his rider who was, at the moment, standing near the edge of the plateau with a turmoil of thoughts in his mind. He really didn’t understand his rider’s tendency to think SO MUCH when there was no need for it. He spent so much time thinking about so many things, so much energy he could be putting toward something more worthwhile. Leviath huffed lightly and shifted, causing R’zon to look back at him briefly.
You think too much.
Perhaps you think too little. Leviath sent him a wave of amusement at that, but otherwise didn’t respond. R’zon turned back to the scene sprawled out before him, the island of Mavros, and sighed. He thought of the past, from his Impression to now. He dwelled on the past a lot lately. He missed Kenessia. It was a steady ache that throbbed with the beating of his heart, but… she didn’t need him. She deserved someone better. Leviath huffed again as he caught wind of that thought, clearly disagreeing. You’re biased.
So are you.
R’zon rubbed his hand over his face, unsure what to say to that.
You were good enough for me, you are good enough for anyone you wish. Like Pallath’s rider.
R’zon colored at that, feeling his face flush. Who says I wish for Pallath’s rider!? Even in his mind his voice seemed shrill.
Leviath rumbled amusement, You enjoyed him.
Will you get out of those memories? I’d rather forget them, thank you! He sat, letting his legs dangle over the edge of the plateau, pointedly not looking at his dragon and attempting to lock those memories up and out of Leviath’s access. It had been the one and only flight Leviath had participated into so far, sharding dragon. Why he’d taken such a liking to Pallath he had no idea, but he certainly had no wish for… R’get to… just, no. Besides that, even though they weren’t together… he still felt that he was somehow betraying Kenessia by even thinking about being with anyone else. But he couldn’t… he hadn’t been there for her, hadn’t… he just wasn’t right for her. Somehow. He knew. He just wasn’t… but he still wanted her. Since the day he’d walked away he’d wanted her back.
Then chase her.
He looked back at Leviath in surprise at the advice. The Brown was looking at him rather seriously. “I can’t… I just… can’t.”
Leviath snorted and lifted his head, You can. You won’t. I wanted Pallath. I chased her, I caught her. Chase your Kenessia and catch her.
“Pfft. You only know that because of MY memories,” he retorted, rather lamely honestly. It was someone one says when they have no good argument to present. His dragon only spoke truth. He could go after her, if he was a better man. He hugged his knees to his chest, resting his chin upon them.
A flash of wings overhead got his attention and he looked to see his sister’s dragon landing not far from Leviath, Talaria dismounting and marching toward him. Shards, what now?
“Moping again?” She said with the hint of a growl in her tone, “Is that all you do these days?”
R’zon set his jaw stubbornly and looked back out over Mavros, “No.”
Talaria’s hands fluttered up in exasperation, “You’re like a child!”
There was a time, not that long ago, when Talaria had made a mistake. She had said something horrible to her little brother and had regretted it only a few moments later. They hadn’t talked for some time, but Talaria finally approached him… and asked him to forgive her. They were family, all they had left, and they needed to stick together. It had been hard for her to do, that was no lie, and had taken longer than necessary, but she had been sincere when she’d asked, and honestly wouldn’t have blamed him if he’d never forgiven her. He had. He was still the same R’zon. Part of her almost wished he hadn’t, to punish her for saying such an awful thing to him.
R’zon hadn’t responded to her comment and Talaria made a disapproving noise, “Honestly, R’zon. What will it take?” Still he didn’t respond, giving her the cold shoulder and ignoring her completely. She pursed her lips, “Well, you know, I can play at this too. Tanith, talk to Nimiath, tell her R’zon wants to talk to Kenessia at the plateau.” She said it aloud for her brother’s benefit before turning and stalking back toward her dragon. She was so sick of his moping! She couldn’t stand it anymore, she HAD to do something. Tanith grudgingly sent the message, Mine says R’zon wishes to talk to yours, Nimiath. Why he did not get Leviath to tell you himself I shall never know.
R’zon nearly leapt to his feet, “What! Wait! No! Take that back! Stop!” he chased after his sister but she’d already vaulted onto Tanith’s back and was urging the Green to take off.
“Have fun, R’zon! Make up already! You’re diving me insane!” She only hoped Nimiath would relay the message, and that Kenessia would actually come.
“I… you! I don’t…!” he sputtered as they flew off, looking around the skies wildly in attempt to locate Nimiath flying toward them. He debated leaving, but no… he couldn’t do that. What if Kenessia DID come and he wasn’t here? She would think even worse of him and… and… he couldn’t. Couldn’t let that happen. Instead he huddled up by Leviath’s side, hugging his knees again, half hoping she would appear and half hoping she wouldn’t, unsure what he would do no matter what happened. Thanks a LOT Talaria….