Do Your Worst

Writers: Len, Suzee
Date Posted: 26th September 2011

Characters: D'arvn, Jaylene
Description: Jaylene comes to D'arvn for a bit of attention
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Date: month 3, day 12 of Turn 6
Notes: Mentioned: U'fouinn, P'veas, M'van

D'arvn

Jaylene

"D'arvn! Just the man I was looking for!" Jaylene ran up to the
bluerider and threw her arms around him, giving him a solid kiss on
the mouth. "Sweetie, I need help! Real help. I want to go to this
gather over at Emerald Falls but some of my girlfriends are saying my
clothes aren't good enough..do you think you or your cute little
weyrmate can come and take a look and tell me what you think?"

He returned the kiss and laughed. "I'm sure we can come up with
something. U'fouinn can work miracles." He patted her nice round
bottom. "We'll make you gorgeous!"

"If you can make me half as gorgeous as U'fouinn I'll be grateful!"
She gave his lean arse a smack of her own. "You want to look at my
wardrobe now or wait for him?"

"I can take a look if you like. Of course he'll provide the
inspiration to take you to the top." He smiled and pinched her.

"Oi you! Hands off or I'm telling U'fouinn on you!" She laughed,
slapping his hands. "Or better yet, I'll get J'zen's green to come
sit on Falzeth, that would show you." Giggling, she took him by the
arm and led him back to her place.

He laughed following her up toward her weyr. "Now let's not be mean.
I'm the one trying to help you, remember?"

"Hmmm...I_can_always send J'zen over to you boys,if you do a good
job." She winked and opened her door to the weyr. "You want anything
to drink?"

"Promises, promises," he said with a mock sigh. "Sure, what have you got?"

"A nice white." She held up a bottle, half drunk. "Or a fruit
cordial with some mineral water?"

"The white would be good." He walked around looking and her
decorations and rolling his eyes when she couldn't see. She needed
help alright. He almost called U'fo right then... it was like, an
emergency.

"Here you go." She caught his eye. "Yeah well, I_told_you I need help!
So stop looking at me that way." Whilst true, she did dress rather
plain and in trousers more times than not, she still st least thought
she was easy on the eyes.

He turned and smiled at her. He enjoyed her sense of humor and at
least she had the sense to know she had no sense of fashion. Plucking
the glass out of her hand. "What way was I looking at you?"

"In the 'oh Faranth, what_am_I gonna do with this girl!' sort of way."
She gave him a wink. "Remember I hang out with M'van and P'veas and
I do have a gay brother, so I know how you boys talk about us girls
sometimes." She wrinkled her nose at him and took a sip of her own
glass.

"You understand too much and too little at the same time my dear," he
said playfully. "You need someone to give you a little tender care. He
wiggled an eyebrow for emphasis.

"Well, I like the sound of that." She led him over to her wardrobe.
"Now if you scream I'm demoting your blue to a green like that!" She
snapped her fingers and giggled.

He chuckled. "You wound me woman," he said clutching at his chest in fake pain.

"Oh please! Says the man who's just been laughing inside cos my place
isn't as lovely and tastefully done as your's. Which is most likely
all down to U'fouinn, I may add. On your own I bet your place would
be covered in day glow pink!" She gave him a playful bump on the
hip.

"I wasn't laughing," he added with the wounded look. "precisely," he
said under his breath.

She just gave him a 'look.'

He chuckled. She was more fun than he'd thought poking at herself the
way she did. He put a hand on the small of her back and rubbed. "It's
really not all that bad."

"So there's hope of making me look gorgeous on gathering day then?"
She smiled at him. "You boys going as well?"

"Absolutely," he said turning her toward him. "You have great bone
structure, and we should highlight those eyes."

"Do your worst..or your best, I don't care!"

"Oh it will be my best," he smirked.

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