09.Jul.23, 01:06 PM
Orgailian stumbled back two steps before falling to his knees, uncaring of the heat seeping through his pants. His breathing and heart beat were too quick so he tried taking deeper breaths as he stared at the sand. He began wiggling his fingers--something he always did when fear gripped him when memories of the attack came back to him. He couldn't move anything while the poison's paralyzing affect had him, but wiggling fingers or toes was his sure fire way to know he was fine and survived. As far as he knew, no one had caught on to his new habit and to keep it that way, his fingers moved to drumming on his thighs to look like he was just thinking about a bad egg reaction.
To distract himself, Orgailian wondered what colour the dragonet was and hoped it didn't Impress to anyone he liked. What an utter asshole to play with him like that! Sure, he sometimes made awful comments, but he didn't think he preyed on someone's vulnerabilities. What if he did and this was meant to be a wake-up call? Fuck that. He wasn't going to let that jerk tell him what to do, just like he wasn't going to let it get to him.
He got to his feet with more mental effort than he would ever admit to and didn't spare a glance for anyone around him. He didn't want to see any concern or pity and if he downplayed a bad reaction, others would soon forget what he had done. At least he hadn't screamed or called out anything embarrassing like the boy a few eggs down just did. Using that as another distraction, Orgailian shuffled off to an egg a few down the row and set his hand on it with all the determination to have a friendly meeting this time.
Egg 2
To distract himself, Orgailian wondered what colour the dragonet was and hoped it didn't Impress to anyone he liked. What an utter asshole to play with him like that! Sure, he sometimes made awful comments, but he didn't think he preyed on someone's vulnerabilities. What if he did and this was meant to be a wake-up call? Fuck that. He wasn't going to let that jerk tell him what to do, just like he wasn't going to let it get to him.
He got to his feet with more mental effort than he would ever admit to and didn't spare a glance for anyone around him. He didn't want to see any concern or pity and if he downplayed a bad reaction, others would soon forget what he had done. At least he hadn't screamed or called out anything embarrassing like the boy a few eggs down just did. Using that as another distraction, Orgailian shuffled off to an egg a few down the row and set his hand on it with all the determination to have a friendly meeting this time.
Egg 2