Oil Painting(Gray)

[maruset]

It was starting to seem like a regular end of the day thing for Letorin. He had been getting some painting in, and Lazaward had decided that he needed to paint as well. Though it was interesting seeing him flop into paint and then use his whole body to make images. It looked like he was trying to paint Sourtai's flight, which made Letorin grin.

Still, it made for a messy flit, and he had to make sure that all the paint was off. Otherwise it dried and made the blue all itchy. So Letorin was giving him a wash and a quick oiling, always carrying those supplies with him when he came to paint anymore.

Lazaward was loving it, and pleased to have such attention paid to him. Usually this ended up as a mass petting slash oiling session for Letorin, and he had to plan his time accordingly.

Still, it was interesting to see his flit paint, and Letorin just grinned some. If nothing else, he was willing to let the blue play in his less expensive paints.

Today, the blue was rolling around under the roll of the cloth, the other flits perched around the place all waiting their turn. Especially Porphyra newly hatched out. The purple was draped out over a table, happily gnawing on the treat that Letorin had given him. The others were humming softly, content to wait. Though they had all gotten a treat as well. Otherwise he'd never hear the end of it.

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[Gray]

Quince perched atop her head, like a hybrid of both a guard dog and a horrible siren. The green's bright wings slightly flared as she teetered from side to side, eyeing everyone who passed. Anytime someone got too close, she honked loudly at them. Back off! This was hers! All of the things here were hers. Those 'things' being Kidanyr, Quintin, and Quinzel. The gray trundled silently behind her, while the newer green was content to sit snuggly in the girl's arms. Things were going good, they were going to get from point A to point B with out any incidents, until Quince spitted treats.

There were treats that were not in her mouth, not in her belly, but in the claws of other firelizards. Flaring her wings and letting out a most vicious honk, the green lifted from atop Kidanyr's head, a few poor blonde threads tangled around one of her legs being ripped from their owner's head. If the honk had not alerted her to trouble, that did. Kida looked up with faintly watering eyes in time to see the firelizard honing into Letorin and his brood.

“Quince! No! Back here!” She snapped, but it was for naught. The green was already spiralling around the others, demanding they relinquish their treasures. Jumping over Quintin's large shell, and holding Quinzel under one arm, Kida cleared through the under hall quickly.
“No Quince! Those are not yours, you leave them alone!” Under her arm, Quinzel flailed her long legs and cried.
Mokk mokk mokk! What had the firelizard done now! Why were they being mean to her? Oh why was the world crumbling around her! Woe was her!

Kida had no time for the Pillie's dramatics, but was now glaring the green down.
“Quince.” Her voice was firm. “Apologize to Letorin, and apologize to the others. You know this is not how you get a treat.” The green was already on the table, trying to menace the purple into handing his over.

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There was a horrible twitch at the first honk, and Letorin looked up, one eye shutting as he looked for the source. It only took a moment to see the new flit, who came flying in and landed next to Porphyra. The purple just chirped at the newcomer, lazily chewing on his treat. He thought she could use a few deep breathes and the need to calm down.

Letorin eyed the new flit for a moment, then turned the girl who had followed. "Hello again," he said cheerfully. "Haven't seen you in a while." He did close one eye, fingers moving over Lazaward as he finished oiling the blue.

Though Lazaward's attention was on the new flit. Such noises! He trilled, showing her how it was supposed to be done, picked up by several of the others as they finished their treats and were just waiting for their turn to be pampered by their human.

There was a noise from the corner as Akshi was attracted by the noise, and he came over, giving a careful study of those knew to the room, antenna waving around excitedly. Oh, hello! He had made discoveries!

Shaking his head a bit, wondering where the rest of his little horde were, Letorin focused on Kida again. "So, how have you been?"

[Gray]

She did not have a treat.

The green looked at her claws, as if maybe she was just not seeing it. But nope. It wasn't there. The purple had defied her! She honked again before Kida plucked her from her space. Hey! No fair! No fair no fair! If Quince was any more unruly, she would have clawed and bit, but this was her Kidaperson and her Kidaperson was not to be hurt. So the green sagged, almost bonelessly laying limp in the girl's hand, her tail and head flopping over her heads.

Quinzel took an offense to this and started her own cries of 'Mokk!' and flailed. Kida just sighed once again. She was like a little drama magnet anymore.
“Hello! It has been quite a while. I see your fair has grown quite a bit!” Kida knew some of them were from Satin's clutch, and beamed at the firelizards.
“Sorry for Quince, he's kind of... Quince. It's the only way to explain it. Satin despises her.” Offended, Quince honked a long, low honk before slinking off to sit on Quintin. Likewise, Kida placed Quince atop the larger pillie.

Kida listened to the firelizard's trills and laughed.
“Oh guys, don't worry, she's never made anything but honks since she hatched.” Quinzel, done with her little fit peeked over the edge of Quintin's shell and waggled her antennae at the new pille.
“I've been good! I'm helping the healers now, since I'm not old enough to be an actual apprentice. I just kinda fetch things for 'um and help clean up. How have you been?”

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Letorin chuckled. "I understand that feeling. Sometimes it just seems to follow the flits and pillies around." He shook his head, finishing oiling Lazaward, and the blue was given his treat and sent to go perch elsewhere. Jasil was quick to steal his lap next.

He set to work oiling her, listening to the green croon as he focused on Kida and her own little collection. "Yeah. Three of them I got at the same hatching your girl came from. Master Naras gave me the purple. He's called Porphyra. The blue with the whitish scars on him is called Eskhara, and the black that keeps tucking himself behind things is Tuon." He grinned. "I really need to learn to stay away from hatchings, I think."

There was a playful grin tossed at the girl. "So, it looks like you've been adding to your collection as well. What did you name them?" He was curious, though he did keep one eye on the honker. She was quite.... Well, loud was the only word he could think of. But loud also fit very well.

"Were you thinking of becoming a healer when you got older, or are you mostly just seeing what it's like for now?"

[Gray]

Kida just nodded, like what he said was an understatement.
“Quinton was never so dramatic! She was always just calm, and collected, and friendly. But these two, well. They're always getting into something. Or at least, she is.” She motioned to the firelizard, who was now prowling over to Quinzel, having forgotten the treats. Quinzel, for the moment, was totally unawares.

“You might have to! That's a lot. But they seem like an agreeable bunch. And they're all so pretty!” She ooh'd and aah'd over the firelizards, and Quintin tapped her side with a feeler. She could feel something going on a top her shell. Kida didn't seem to notice though.
“I think maybe they think you're a giant flitter. A giant flitter to take care of them and keep them safe.” Kida peeked at Tuon, or at least the parts of him that she could see.
“He's a shy one.”

Again Quintin tapped on Kida, this time adding a verbal counterpart to it.
Luu, luu! She was sure they were up to no good! Kida turned in time to see a the dark line of Quince pouncing on Quinzel. The green curled and cried, and Kida swooped over to scoop her up.
Mokk! Mokk!!!
“Quince no! That's not nice, you know she doesn't like to play rough!” Oh woe is her! Oh woe is her! Just when she was about to make friends with a dashing pillei, Quince comes to ruin it all. So typical! Such is her life, one disaster after another! Oh woe is her!

Kida traced her fingers over the back of Quinzel's carapace, 'Shhh'ing softly at the pillie.
“It's ok, it's ok, she just wanted to play Quinzel.” Holding the green close, she rocked on her heel's a bit, looking back to Letorin.
“Oh, um, the green firelizard is Quince. She's kind of a handful. And the green pillie is Quinzel. She's a handful and a half, but in a different way.” Quinzel had uncurled herself, and quieted her cries some, but was now thrashing her long limbs in a semi-tantrum.

Quince just sat on Quinzel's shell, tilting her head a bit. Tickling a finger along Quinzel's feelers, Kidanyr smiled.
“I'd like to be a healer. There are so many things that happen, bad things, that hurt people. People panic, and they get scared, but I don't anymore. I can help them all, either by healing or hugging. Hugging is a very important part of being a healer, don't you think?”

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"Well, now I'm curious. Do you find them being dramatic fun? I can imagine that they lead you on all sorts of interesting adventures." Letorin grinned at her. "I admit, I enjoy my little fair and collection. Though Xaxanc can be a bit of a pain, given his need to tear up my things." He shook his head some, fingers moving over Jasil.

He watched as Akshi made low sounds Shhoooooom shhhoom at Quinzel, though it seemed that something was upsetting her. He moved closer, trying to find out what had upset her so.

"I'm the funniest shape flit ever," Letorin said with a grin, watching the drama that was going out by them. Pillies were such interesting little things to have around. Tuon just curled tighter around his throat, watching the girl warily. "Yes, I'm not sure why he's so restrained, especially given the others. But he's much more content to just curl up on me than play with them."


Once the pillies and flits seem to settle down some more, he smiled at Kida. "Sounds like a good plan. And I think hugging is a very important part of being a healer. Some of them forget that, I think. People need hugs, it's a sign of comfort. And I bet you give great hugs."