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08-10-01: Seeking
"It's just gotta be here somewhere..." Kita mutters irritably, storming into the dorms and peering underneath the cots. "Dizzy! Where...

"It's just gotta be here somewhere..." Kita mutters irritably, storming into the dorms and peering underneath the cots. "Dizzy! Where have you put it this time!" Kita growls low in her throat, her face showing her anger. "Sharding firelizards...stealing a rider's gloves, I dunno..." Kita straightens up and finally notices the other occupant in the room. "Oh- excuse me!" she apologises, suddenly embarrassed at her crude behaviour.

First the left eyebrow raises -- that's as Kita storms in -- and then the right, as she growls, and Relian sits there, his legs curled up about him, hide outspred over the floor, which is where he's placed himself. Right in the thick of things, if ever he could be. "Er, no problem," he assures, rapidly, nodding his head in time.

Kita nods, satisfied that she really hasn't interrupted this poor fellow. She turns back to her intense searching, muttering obscenities under her breath. Eventually with an exasperated sigh the brownrider throws her hands in the air, and spins back to the man on the floor. "Look...you haven't seen a stupid little blue firelizard with a glove have you?"

Relian's head, prompted by his completed sentence, moves back down to his hide, which is explored with a diligent fascination -- or something similar. Left eye raises again, however, at the question, a carefully moderated negative audible although his face remains downturned. "No, I'm sorry, I haven't. I don't believe he's come in here, unless I missed him."

Bill blinks in from ::between::!

"Mmmf. Believe me, you would have seen him had he come in. He has a terrible habit of flying into walls." Hands on hips, Kita whirls around, taking a last glance around the room. "Well...if one does happen to come in, would you mind letting me know? I can't ride my sweeps without that glove." Kita finally notices the man is studying something on the floor. A small curious frown washes across her face, and she twists her head, trying to read them surreptitiously.

Relian blinks, openly, head raising to allow an unmonitored stare towards the rider; "A habit of flying into walls?" he repeats, very slowly. "Yes, I suppose that would be...er, noticeable." Giving a sage nod with his wooly-haired head, he adds, "I will, certainly." Eyes dart about the room, but by appearences, see nothing.

Bill look around and walking to kita and start whining

Kita jerks her head back, not wishing the young man to catch her attempting to read his hides. "Okay..well, I guess I'll see you around.." she states rather lamely, obviously rather confused as to where her glove can be. "Oh! My name is Kita by the way, in case you see that clumsy firelizard..." Kita moves to exit, still muttering to herself in irritation. A blue firelizard whining at her catches her eye before she leaves, and Kita looks up hopefully. When she sees it's not her Dizzy, her face falls. "Hello little fellow," she mutters to the blue. "Think it's time for a feed do you?" And with that, Kita is out the exit.

Kita quietly pads to the Caverns.