Re: Camping Trip Greenflight!!: Into the Unknown ((Attn: Kinara/Arendelth, any chasers))
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In about five to ten minutes - maybe less depending how speedy this particular little green was - Bl'by knew he was going to be thinking about very little beyond whichever warm body he ended up next to. Not that this was something he minded; this was one of the enjoyable parts of flights.
But right now, he might be distracted and watching half of his mind race after a green but he was still awake and aware and capable of thought. Tolfast was a friend. Not a Weyr friend, probably not a friend who had ever seen a flight all that much, and moreover a friend he had occasionally flirted vaguely at without ever getting a response in the same way he would absent-mindedly lean towards anyone happened to smile at him nicely.
Not that he would mind getting a response, but those things did not indicate someone who should be standing in..what was about to be a flightroom, albeit one surrounded by bushes.
"Tolfast, you need to get out of here." Unusually sharp for Bl'by, who normally would struggle to scold even his puppy, but this was a situation that was just screaming 'danger' for someone who didn't know what they were walking into.
On Mon, Aug 31, 2020 at 7:32 PM Ariel Rogers <ariel.aurora.rogers@...> wrote:
Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.