Post by DaeSiggil on Feb 1, 2009 10:06:45 GMT -5
He was exited! Not to believe. A huge smile was plastered over his lips. Aither had found the Barracks, this meant sleep for him whenever he wanted! If the task-masters didn't find him that was. He brushes a small lock of his hair back, but it didn't wanted so fell right back in place. He scowled for a bit and shakes his head wildly, but didn't try anymore. He was lazy like that, not that he really cared.
He rolled his shoulders, feeling his harp and smiles wider. He brings his hands to his back now and takes the harp in a tight grip and brings it in front of him, watching the instrument. He giggled and jumped forwards, his colorful clothes flying behind him, making him look like an overgrown insect. His mouth opens and he sings softly, his hips wiggling in a parody of a dance. His eyes, unseen by anyone looks around. He searched for someone to share his bed with tonight, or to share his lover's bed with.
A small shiver runs over his spine and he turns, his fingers sprayed over the instrument still clutched in front of him. His blue eyes where shadowed by his eyelids that where half-closed. He was slightly amused as he saw candidates gazing at him, either with lust or annoyance. He wiggled his hips more and danced backwards, a laugh bubbling out, but then silenced. He bit his lip and looked at them "Can anyone help me?" He asked softly, shifting his weight from foot to foot.
His lower lip turned white from the pressure, he really had to restrain himself today. He moves his fingers and underneath them small sounds come free, a shrill sound, yet they completed eachother in another parody of a song as he moved his hips yet again, he seemed to do that a lot today "I really, really need one of your help.." He looks around, lowering his eyelashes further and gazing at them from underneath.
If he had success he was sure he could bed the person. His body nearly shivered in anticipation, it had been a long while, too long.
(OoC: He seems a little whore already *grins amusedly*)
He rolled his shoulders, feeling his harp and smiles wider. He brings his hands to his back now and takes the harp in a tight grip and brings it in front of him, watching the instrument. He giggled and jumped forwards, his colorful clothes flying behind him, making him look like an overgrown insect. His mouth opens and he sings softly, his hips wiggling in a parody of a dance. His eyes, unseen by anyone looks around. He searched for someone to share his bed with tonight, or to share his lover's bed with.
A small shiver runs over his spine and he turns, his fingers sprayed over the instrument still clutched in front of him. His blue eyes where shadowed by his eyelids that where half-closed. He was slightly amused as he saw candidates gazing at him, either with lust or annoyance. He wiggled his hips more and danced backwards, a laugh bubbling out, but then silenced. He bit his lip and looked at them "Can anyone help me?" He asked softly, shifting his weight from foot to foot.
His lower lip turned white from the pressure, he really had to restrain himself today. He moves his fingers and underneath them small sounds come free, a shrill sound, yet they completed eachother in another parody of a song as he moved his hips yet again, he seemed to do that a lot today "I really, really need one of your help.." He looks around, lowering his eyelashes further and gazing at them from underneath.
If he had success he was sure he could bed the person. His body nearly shivered in anticipation, it had been a long while, too long.
(OoC: He seems a little whore already *grins amusedly*)