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Post by Bellatora on Jun 30, 2012 21:12:49 GMT -4
R'vin slapped more polish onto Umeith's saddle. He was obviously upset. Very upset. Maerath had one Chahaturth's flight. And S'bel seemed to be back to his old duty bound self and... as far as R'vin could tell... had forgotten all about him. Well... Hmph.
I can rid you and Pern of him if you so desire. No one shall do this to us! We are R'vin and Umeith!
R'vin smiled slightly at his blue's enthusiasm. "Let's just get your saddle cleaned and polished... then get you take care off and get outta here where I don't have to remember that he and I were something for awhile... and that I don't know what is what anymore. Okay?" He was mumbling as he worked. His bare chest glistened in the sunlight with sweat as the hot son hit his skin. He rubbed the back of his neck with a rag to catch sweat that ran down the back of his neck there. He wore his scars well over his well muscled and well toned body, which was quite tan and he might have had a bit of a sunburn going on there.
But he didn't seem to notice. He had some work to do... but soon he would b e up in the skies with Umeith and able to get out of here... and it would simply be wonderful.
Of course with Thread coming relatively soon, he might lose that time...
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