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SleepySleepy {Eza/Crow}
Topic Started: Jul 22 2010, 01:55 PM (178 Views)
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There was a reason that there was at least half the day that people slept, and when they couldn't, they were practically the walking dead. That was how Az felt right now. For some reason, she'd been completely unable to sleep, and even now she couldn't sleep, so she figured a bath would wake her up until she could sleep. If Azmariask wanted to go for a run tonight, she was going to be dragging Az bodily from the bed at this rate, she was tired and evidently had no idea where she was going. If asked, she'd respond that she was going have a bath, and leave the conversation, along this path, no one had thought to point it out that she was heading in the wrong direction. Of course not.

Covering a yawn with one hand, Az paused for a moment. It was odd, not having Azmariask constantly in her mind, instead, she could feel the peaceful presence of the green, fast asleep. In the midst of some dream or another. It was almost like a lullaby, listening to Azmariask's sleeping mind, but not enough that she would fall asleep, enough that it frustrated her that she wasn't asleep too.

Honestly, she didn't know how Cernt managed it, she was practically squinting against the light, sharp as it was in her eyes. Her gaze was used to the sheer darkness, and seeing even when everything was black around her, or adjusting to minimal light. She'd learnt to share Azmariask's vision fairly quickly, considering she'd spent all her time alone with her, but right now it simply felt like she was trying to manage in a bright hallway. Thinking of Cernt... She'd feel a lot more at ease if he was there. Just because he never treated her like an idiot, he listened to her and she supposed, she considered him a friend... She'd never had a friend before...

Squeaking as she walked into someone, Az stumbled over an apology as she scrambled back, only to stop, and stare. It was a man. Why he was in the women's bath was anyone's guess, but he wasn't wearing a shirt, and despite herself, she found herself drawing comparisons between whoever this was and Cernt... And in her opinion, Cernt rated higher. Realising she was staring and why she was staring, Azmaria's face quickly coloured a delicate shade of pink as she inwardly begged the caves to open and swallow her, to hide her from his sharding embarrassment. Again, she stammered out and apology, attempting to look anywhere but at the man.
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It was late in the afternoon for most dragonriders. Early, perhaps, for those who lurked in the nights, but late for those who stayed in the day. For this particular rider though, it was really neither. He stayed in between the two after all, and the afternoons were his mornings and the early nights his evenings. It was really only about the middle of the night in which he sort of climbed into his furs to sleep.
Now however, barely paying any attention to where he was going, a his shirt tossed over his shoulder and his hands tugging his belt loose now that he was pretty much in the confines of the bath now. He glanced over at the other figures for one moment before turning away and then stopping. Eyes narrowed as his mind finally latched onto the present and blared about ten different warning signs at him as he froze there.

Then slowly, ever so slowly, his foot was placed back onto even ground as he turned about to face the other two in the baths. His eyebrows became acquainted with the level of his fringes then as he then cross his arms over his currently bare chest. His voice was low as he spoke, not quite the normal arrogant tone, though his overly confident values were still there, "It's either I'm seeing things, or something is wrong with this particular scene here."
Uncrossing his arms only to tug the shirt on his shoulder down to prevent it from falling off, he watched both this other male and a young woman, girl even, that he already knew. There was a spike of something that was akin to irritation behind his throat though he didn't know why that was. So instead, he pushed it down and merely tapped his foot trice and spoke again.

"Azmaria... You do realize that if you're looking for the female baths, you took a wrong turn somewhere right?" He paused for a while, considering for a moment how possible that was. Well, very, he supposed. He knew the difficulties he had in the afternoon when Rukbat was at it's brightest and in the middle of the nights when nights were darkest. For Azmaria, it was probably blinding to her right now.
He sighed, rubbing the back of his head, "Troublesome. Just troublesome really. Still, it's not like they could have just tossed us all together, there's a reason why genders are kept separate after all."
Alright, so he was just a little bit more tired than usual, stating the obvious as he was doing so now.
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