Why would I need to ride a horse when I can go flying? Saves the horse the effort and me the time.
[ and while his voice is vaguely offended, it's very obviously just a tease. but sam looks at waffle less like he doesn't know what he's doing and more than he's excited about the challenge. even more so now that hilda's going to help him.
he grins, knowing very well what she means by asking so nicely. truth is, sam's never even gotten close to doing this step of things before. but hilda's instructions are clear, and helpful, and experienced, and before long waffle is ready to go and acting a bit impatient. ]
He looks ready to go. I'm guessing he likes flying as much as you do?
They're obviously very different experiences, that's why.
[ She says it like it's the most matter of fact thing. Although if she's being perfectly honest, she vastly preferred flying to riding a horse. Racing along on the ground felt so pedestrian compared to being able to fly. But admitting that means she can't continue ribbing Sam for not knowing how to ride a horse.
The saddle is given one final tug and when it doesn't move she gives Sam a very satisfied - and proud - smile. ]
He loves it - don't you? [ The last bit is obviously directed at Waffle who she gives a little scratch under his scaly chin. There's something akin to a purr from the back of his throat as he nuzzles into her. ] I don't think I know a wyvern that doesn't love flying.
Did you want to ride together? There should be enough room but I can ride Adelheid if you'd rather ride on your own.
[ for a brief moment, sam just sort of nods. because while he doesn't exactly agree with it, he can't really argue with it either. they are indeed very different things and sam's never really felt the need to do one when he's had the other.
or when, you know, he had access to a car. or a jet. horses are fine and all, but they're just. super last century. he's been forced to learn how to actually ride them since being summoned, but the problem with that is that he's had plenty of other people to do the actual steps.
but, thankfully, there's hilda. and sooner rather than later waffle is saddled and ready to go. hilda scratches waffle under the chin with a fondness sam can recognize and he just sort of ends up smiling. ]
Honestly? I think it'd be better if I went solo and you helped me out along the side. Don't want him getting mixed signals, and it wouldn't surprise me if you were some kinda backseat wyvern rider. [ obviously a tease, but sam - carefully - holds out his hand for waffle to sniff, or acknowledge, or whatever before he tries to go to pet him. ] If that's cool?
[ The backseat rider comment immediately draws an appalled gasp from her. Her attention snaps from Waffle and her affectionate scratching under the creature's chin is put on pause - something that Waffle definitely doesn't seem to enjoy. There's an annoyed, needy growl from the back of Waffle's throat as he pushes into her hand but Hilda seems far too invested in this bit about her being a rude backseat flyer to notice. ]
What? I would never!
[ When no more scratches seem to come from Hilda, Waffle turns to Sam's offered hand without a second thought. Ah, to be a fickle wyvern. She sniffs, the act continuing. Although how long it'll continue is anyone's guess (it won't for the record, especially if the tug at the corner of her lips is any indication). ]
He seems to have accepted you though so I guess that would be fine. I'll leave you two to get acquainted and I'll go get Adelheid ready.
[ Saddling up Adelheid is done in no time at all, all while keeping an eye and ear out for what she hopes will be a new budding friendship. So long as nothing goes wrong, Hilda eventually hops up onto the slighter wyvern and nudges her towards the large window that serves as their launching point. ]
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[ and while his voice is vaguely offended, it's very obviously just a tease. but sam looks at waffle less like he doesn't know what he's doing and more than he's excited about the challenge. even more so now that hilda's going to help him.
he grins, knowing very well what she means by asking so nicely. truth is, sam's never even gotten close to doing this step of things before. but hilda's instructions are clear, and helpful, and experienced, and before long waffle is ready to go and acting a bit impatient. ]
He looks ready to go. I'm guessing he likes flying as much as you do?
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[ She says it like it's the most matter of fact thing. Although if she's being perfectly honest, she vastly preferred flying to riding a horse. Racing along on the ground felt so pedestrian compared to being able to fly. But admitting that means she can't continue ribbing Sam for not knowing how to ride a horse.
The saddle is given one final tug and when it doesn't move she gives Sam a very satisfied - and proud - smile. ]
He loves it - don't you? [ The last bit is obviously directed at Waffle who she gives a little scratch under his scaly chin. There's something akin to a purr from the back of his throat as he nuzzles into her. ] I don't think I know a wyvern that doesn't love flying.
Did you want to ride together? There should be enough room but I can ride Adelheid if you'd rather ride on your own.
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or when, you know, he had access to a car. or a jet. horses are fine and all, but they're just. super last century. he's been forced to learn how to actually ride them since being summoned, but the problem with that is that he's had plenty of other people to do the actual steps.
but, thankfully, there's hilda. and sooner rather than later waffle is saddled and ready to go. hilda scratches waffle under the chin with a fondness sam can recognize and he just sort of ends up smiling. ]
Honestly? I think it'd be better if I went solo and you helped me out along the side. Don't want him getting mixed signals, and it wouldn't surprise me if you were some kinda backseat wyvern rider. [ obviously a tease, but sam - carefully - holds out his hand for waffle to sniff, or acknowledge, or whatever before he tries to go to pet him. ] If that's cool?
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What? I would never!
[ When no more scratches seem to come from Hilda, Waffle turns to Sam's offered hand without a second thought. Ah, to be a fickle wyvern. She sniffs, the act continuing. Although how long it'll continue is anyone's guess (it won't for the record, especially if the tug at the corner of her lips is any indication). ]
He seems to have accepted you though so I guess that would be fine. I'll leave you two to get acquainted and I'll go get Adelheid ready.
[ Saddling up Adelheid is done in no time at all, all while keeping an eye and ear out for what she hopes will be a new budding friendship. So long as nothing goes wrong, Hilda eventually hops up onto the slighter wyvern and nudges her towards the large window that serves as their launching point. ]
Ready?