Of Fire and Swords [M] [Archive]

[DragonSong]

She sighed and nodded, climbing to her feet. "Come in then. We can eat while we fly."

[Medievarad]

Mist nodded slowly. "Sure," he murmured his agreement. And heI got to his feet, arching his back slowly. Until his spine let out several pops.

[DragonSong]

Kit rumbled and crouched lower so they could climb up onto his back.

[Medievarad]

Mist took a deep breath and pulled himself on Kit's back, holding out a hand for Kiara in turn.

[DragonSong]

The younger rider swung easily up onto the dragon and settled herself in front of Mist. "Alright. Back to the Thunderblacks then."

[Medievarad]

"Yup," Mist murmured in response, taking a deep breath, before stretching his shoulder with another soft grunt. "Can't get the ache out."

[DragonSong]

"Here." Kiara glanced over her shoulder. "Switch with me, I'll work on your back."

[Medievarad]

"You don't have to," Mist answered with a soft shake of his head and a chuckle. "You remember how that ended last time," he teased with a rather shit eating grin.

[DragonSong]

Kiara scowled and Kit snorted.

"If you two so much as look at each other too long, I'm dumping you both off," the dragon grumbled.

[Medievarad]

"Understood, chief," Mist answered with a mock salute. Though it didn't really matter, Kit probably didn't even see it. He looked back to Kiara. "Well, you still think it's a good idea?" He inquired with a soft frown.

[DragonSong]

Kiara slapped the dragon's side lightly and glanced back at Mist. "I think it's necessary."

[Medievarad]

He nodded in response, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Then let's switch," he answered, one of his hands now gripping hers. He leaned aside to let her pass more easily.

[DragonSong]

She slipped around easily, used to such aerial maneuvers, and set to work on his shoulders and back.

[Medievarad]

Mist slowly leaned back into her hands, letting out a soft sigh as he felt her hands starting to work on his shoulders. Where she could reach, basically. He slowly started to pull off the straps of his one pauldron. The other was just ingrown with the corruption.

He moved on to set about pulling off the chestplate, which at the same time would allow for the plate on his back to be taken off.

[DragonSong]

Kiara worked around his armor as it came off, targeting the worse knots she could find. Her eyes flickered to his corrupted arm every so often, but for the most part she tried to act as though it was normal.

[Medievarad]

Mist breathed out in relief as his muscles were straightened out. Wearing the heavy armour, after all of his condition, still wasn't too good for his muscles. And it was ages since she last massaged him. "Thanks," he grunted softly.

[DragonSong]

She smiled and leaned in to press a soft kiss to the nape of his neck. "No problem."

[Medievarad]

"Still.. -uff.. That's a painful one," he grunted, before taking a deep breath, rolling his shoulder momentarily.

[DragonSong]

Kiara hmm'ed quietly and continued her work, guiding Kit's flight silently with little taps from her legs.

[Medievarad]

There wasn't much to do for Mist but to lean in Kiara's hand, letting out the occasional grunt, be it pained or pleased, and wait. His eyes lazily scanned their surroundings for anything that was even remotely Ren's size and shape.