Dine with the Devil {Derek}

[Reky]

He piled food onto his plate, eyes darting this way and that, shooting cold looks at anyone he could. He still didn't like them. Stuck-up sons of whers, they were. Sure, he lived in the same Weyr, but it wasn't in his contract that he had to be nice to them. They weren't nice to him. Hey, at least it gave him and excuse to hate and torment them all. Enlith was still making him behave, though... Sharding dragon.

The tiny orange firelizard on his shoulder trilled at him, peering down at the food. She was still new, but X'ni figured she'd be massive when she finally grew up. She seemed very excited about the food - far more excited than X'ni was. Pleadingly, she snuggled up next to his cheek, rumbling in a purring sort of way. She put her little claws on him, too, squishing him with all the love she could manage. This, at least, made him smile.

"Yeah, yeah, Honey," he said to her. "You can have some, dearie. Anything I don't eat." Which would probably be a fair amount. His appetite never really was healthy.

He heard someone pass, muttering something about renegades under their breath, cursing at him, and he whipped around.

He said to the person passing, "Oh, I'd advise you don't say things like that, beautiful, if you're fond of how your face looks." Sickly-sweet in tone, he regarded the rider's angered look with a grin. Then, as the rider huffed and went on his way, X'ni dropped down at the nearest table. If there was anyone else sitting there already, he didn't bother to notice.

Chittering with joyful anticipation, Honey hopped down to the table and leaned her claws on the edge of the plate. Her tail wiggled behind her.

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