26.Nov.23, 01:01 PM
He wasn't a fighter. Despite the way his mouth could anger a person here and there, he had yet to actually be hit nor had he ever been stirred to anger enough to bother instigating something. It had been a marvellous feat and he had to go and ruin it because of one little comment. His siblings were going to have a field day teasing the shit out of him for months to come when they found out he might actually care about them. But that would be a future problem, as he was currently, somehow, straddling a bluerider in the dining cavern, his already sore hand still balled and flying at the man's face yet again to the hooting and hollering from the spectators. Yeah, if he was going to go down in flames, might as well do it spectacularly.
"Anything else you want to say about my sister?" Orgailian growled, leaning in close to the rider's face. The Asshat had the audacity to chuckle before spitting blood in his face, causing Orgailian to lean back again and wipe away the mess.
"She probably hits harder than you," Asshat laughed again to a mixed chorus of cheering and booing before shoving him hard enough to tip the scales back into his favour to buck Orgailian from him. He may not have been a brawler, but he was wily and squirmed with the best of them; something he proved after taking a hard punch to the jaw. Son of a bitch! The pain was enough motivation to get his ass in gear again and dodged the next hit and got them both back on the ground with Asshat pinned once more.
Not that it mattered as he heard a familiar voice call out one of his lesser used nicknames before he was dragged off the bluerider. He glared at Mylorah for interrupting his vengeance and barely heard her asking what he was doing above the ringing in his ears. "He called our sister a whore! Not Casa. Wynera."
If he thought he had been putting on a show, it was nothing compared to seeing the co-Junior Weyrwoman fly at the bluerider.
"Anything else you want to say about my sister?" Orgailian growled, leaning in close to the rider's face. The Asshat had the audacity to chuckle before spitting blood in his face, causing Orgailian to lean back again and wipe away the mess.
"She probably hits harder than you," Asshat laughed again to a mixed chorus of cheering and booing before shoving him hard enough to tip the scales back into his favour to buck Orgailian from him. He may not have been a brawler, but he was wily and squirmed with the best of them; something he proved after taking a hard punch to the jaw. Son of a bitch! The pain was enough motivation to get his ass in gear again and dodged the next hit and got them both back on the ground with Asshat pinned once more.
Not that it mattered as he heard a familiar voice call out one of his lesser used nicknames before he was dragged off the bluerider. He glared at Mylorah for interrupting his vengeance and barely heard her asking what he was doing above the ringing in his ears. "He called our sister a whore! Not Casa. Wynera."
If he thought he had been putting on a show, it was nothing compared to seeing the co-Junior Weyrwoman fly at the bluerider.