((Time for the Friday Five Hundred!))
Even before she had finished stowing what was left over from their hastily assembled picnic, Keltyr had gone back to ridiculous contraption. Dorri’tow found herself wondering if she made a mistake getting it, but, as he rubbed a soft cloth along the handlebars still grinning, she had to admit that his happiness was worth putting up with a little stink.
She had watched his envious stares every time someone had passed them on one of the stinking engineering vehicles, hogs they called them despite the fact that they looked nothing like pigs. Unfortunately, everything seemed to conspire against him finding the time to make one.
So with a little deft trading, she had managed to procure one. After spending an evening running down anyone stupid enough to get in the way of one whooping blood knight, it had been easy to convince him to take a day just to relax. They did not go far from Dalaran, just to the large trees beneath. Not as warm a place as she would like to be, but they wanted to be close to easy transport. There was always the chance that some small bit of information would turn up that would lead them to where Razkiel had gone to ground.
She propped her sketch pad on her knees, but she just watched him putter. She must have dozed off, because Kel calling her name woke her up.
He was crouching on the other side of the bike. “Come over here and look at this.” She walked over to him and leaned over to see what he was pointing at. Sleepy and distracted, she did not notice the grease stained fingers of his other hand, until her purposefully marked her cheek with the foul stuff.
Howling in outrage, she pushed him over. Keltyr grabbed her arm and pulled her off her feet. They tumbled down the small hump of earth and leaves they had been parked on. Kel stuffed a handful of leaves down her shirt while behind her, laughing as she elbowed him in the ribs.
Eventually, she pinned him down, stradding his hips and leaning her hands down on shoulders. “Hah! I win!”
Dorri lowered her face closer to his, just enough for Keltyr to pull her off balance. After more scrambling, he finally managed to pin her.
“Who wins?” He asked, grinning.
“I do!” She was laughing as she said it.