Muin poured the last of his tankard into the fresh steel tankard brought by the serving lass. And if he was wont to flirt, it didn't show. But that might have been the legendary Keeper of the Moon reserve.
First, to Jeris he replied with a youthful grin. "What do you mean taking extreme measures just to be interesting? For one thing, you got here on an airship. Now that's interesting."
Muin's gaze held a certain yearning plain to see on his finer features. "I've seen airships in the skies high overhead. Always wondered how they stayed aloft. If I ever get aboard one of those things, the pilot and crew will want to toss me overboard for all my questions."
But looking at Linette Syng, he seemed to echo Jeris' closing thoughts. "Mn, I like stories and that's how the Drake Clan youth is taught to pass the time. We sit around the longhouse-- a lot like this --and we pass the time telling tales. Old tales. Personal tales. Adventure tales. And tales that soft-hearts like to hear."
You know, some people have said of that last category, 'Is this a kissing book?'Â Those kinds...
Then, Linette suggests that Muin or Soji tell the tale of how they met fending off bean raiders. Suddenly his ears flatten and those mismatched eyes are half-eclipsed by ambivalent lids.
Muin did not find Opo-opos at all worthy of a tale. Perhaps because they used his own tricks against him. Such young pride. There's a long rumble of reluctance from him.
"You tell it."Â He suddenly pointed to Linette for even more emphasis.
((by the way, Soji and I switch posting order rather regularly - one of us will go after Lin either way and the other will follow!))
First, to Jeris he replied with a youthful grin. "What do you mean taking extreme measures just to be interesting? For one thing, you got here on an airship. Now that's interesting."
Muin's gaze held a certain yearning plain to see on his finer features. "I've seen airships in the skies high overhead. Always wondered how they stayed aloft. If I ever get aboard one of those things, the pilot and crew will want to toss me overboard for all my questions."
But looking at Linette Syng, he seemed to echo Jeris' closing thoughts. "Mn, I like stories and that's how the Drake Clan youth is taught to pass the time. We sit around the longhouse-- a lot like this --and we pass the time telling tales. Old tales. Personal tales. Adventure tales. And tales that soft-hearts like to hear."
You know, some people have said of that last category, 'Is this a kissing book?'Â Those kinds...
Then, Linette suggests that Muin or Soji tell the tale of how they met fending off bean raiders. Suddenly his ears flatten and those mismatched eyes are half-eclipsed by ambivalent lids.
Muin did not find Opo-opos at all worthy of a tale. Perhaps because they used his own tricks against him. Such young pride. There's a long rumble of reluctance from him.
"You tell it."Â He suddenly pointed to Linette for even more emphasis.
((by the way, Soji and I switch posting order rather regularly - one of us will go after Lin either way and the other will follow!))
