[PRP] If You Please (Ilaorunth/Demodeth)

[Meepfur]

Freshly oiled and very much feeling herself, Ilaorunth stretched luxuriously by the lakeside. Nashwa had already packed up their supplies and headed back to their hut to change into fresh clothes to be ready for her next task - which, fortunately for Ilaorunth, did not require her presence, leaving her free to lounge in thr sun and dry. To that end, once she had completed her exceptionally thorough stretches (just in case anyone happened to be watching), she arranged herself just so...again, just in case she had any observers. And, in her own opinion, she absolutely should. Who wouldn't want a good look at her?

She was not here just to be seen, though - she was also a most social dragon, and always keen for company. And if that company was also eyecandy? Well, so much the better. Catching a glimpse of one of her handsome clutchmates, she reached out with a croon, Demodeth, darling, fancy seeing you here. Won't you come and sit with me awhile? Unless you're expected elsewhere, of course...I wouldn't want to keep you.

She would, actually, but it wouldn't do to say so. Hers had been very diligent about teaching her graciousness, and she had to admit that she could see the merits of it. Albeit still in a selfish sort of way.

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[Smerdle]

He too had some free time, and where he would have generally spent it on his new ledge, Demodeth decided that he was up for a bit of proper socialization today. He had gotten far better at it in the months since they had hatched, even if he still thought fawning and sweet-talking was a waste of time. Being polite and being false did not have to go hand in hand.

Arriving as she was wrapping up her stretches, Demodeth crossed to the water and looked out over the lake. Despite knowing that she probably wanted all eyes on her, he gave his clutchmate her privacy until she reached out for his attention.

I would be happy to, he replied, making his way over with a respectful bow of his head. While not as svelte as Manahahtath, Demodeth could move with the careful grace he managed in the air if he gave it a little thought. The bronze remained standing for an awkward moment, then took a seat nearby. He wasn't sure how to arrange himself as a proper accessory, but at least he had tried.

Are you well, Ilaorunth? How has your training been going?

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[Meepfur]

Demodeth might not have been as svelte as Manahahtath, but that hardly meant he had nothing else to recommend him! He was, after all, a boy, and Ilaorunth had yet to meet a boy she didn't like something about. Perhaps he was not so dapper as their brother, but he was just as easy on the eyes, albeit in a more solid way, and he had a fascinatingly mysterious way about him. He was a difficult dragon to read, and it was always very tempting to pick at that exterior a little. But Hers tended to catch her when she tried, and all attempts had thus far been thwarted before they could even begin. Since she was very conveniently away, though...maybe today would be the day.

I am very well, she answered, quite pleased to be accessorized so, regardless of any awkward pause. It is a fine day, the sun is warm, and the view is excellent. Training is the same as ever - boring, mostly. How do you find it?

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