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I'm ordering you on a date...er rest ((WLM Ko'ssen, JM Hlr Vivaeldi))

TrueTricia
 

JM Hlr Vivaeldi shifted in the seat.  Her impatience was getting the better of her.  She wasn't used to waiting on others and having nothing to do.  And she wasn't used to siting in someone else's office.  She shifted again.  Still, she waited.  She'd actually cleared her schedule today.  She always said she'd clear her schedule, and sometimes V'ler actually made her do it to accommodate one of his fun days.  But she rarely took them for herself.  And today she had.  Well, sort of.

She wasn't sure why she had taken today off.  Except that it was a day where she knew the weyrling schedule was light, and she could hopefully convince Ko'ssen to take the day off as well.  Or at least a few candlemarks.  SHe liked him in a way she hadn't liked anyone in a while.  She wasn't sure what it was, so much as just the feeling of possibilities.  

So she waited in his office for him to finish whatever meeting he was at right now...


Re: Catching Up and Checking In (Diagir/Ziya, Maglor/Lustre)

Ren
 

"It is," Diagir agreed with a nod and a smile. "Lustre is looking wonderful tonight. How's Glaurung doing?"

Ziya gave an approving hum. {Most gud, Lustre. Mama Ziya proud Lustre turn out gud.} Her eyes whirled swiftly to show her emotions.
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Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...


Re: FIREDANCE: Wing Social ((WS T'eko, Firedance Wing)

Ren
 

"Evening D'vik!" T'eko greeted the other enthusiasically. Note looked up from his bone to send a whistle of greeting to the other wher. T'eko himself greeted the blue warmly. "Hi there, little guy. Nice to meet you. My blue's name is Note, what's yours?" Up to D'vik, T'eko gestured to the offering he'd had. "Feel free to partake of anything you see here. You're the first one here so you get first pick."
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Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...


Re: Hey, You! Stablehand! atten: Garatt/Sarati

sailyn2
 

"Watch it," Sarati said as Midnight snapped his teeth at him without making contact. "You did good, though. Now let me help you get him tacked up."


Wing drills are necessary; so is a good rum punch ((Attn: any Clouddancers/ wL S'ryll))

TrueTricia
 

As a wingrider, S'ryll had found drills simple, if at times challenging.  He showed up, Vastolth and he flew, and they went home.  As a wingleader, he found them exhausting and trying.  It was a completely different experience leading wing drills.  You had to keep them useful, interesting, and effective.  You had to manage the execution while providing feedback and coordinating the entire thing.  He felt like a harper leading a full band.  

He also felt responsible for keeping morale up.  So once a sevenday, he had the kitchens make up a fruited punch and used his rum allocations -- supplemented as needed -- to make a rum punch.  He commandeered a table, brought the pitchers of rum punch, and left it open for his wing to join him as they wanted.  There was no pressure, just a bit of time to relax with wingmates and let off steam as needed...


Re: FIREDANCE: Wing Social ((WS T'eko, Firedance Wing)

Alyx
 

D'vik wandered down the hall towards the get together for the wing, he'd left his flits at home as Fabio had the tendency to find trouble. He had however brought his young wher with him. Figuring to get the little fella used to some of those he worked with, so he wouldn't get too territorial if some of them came over for drinks one night. He wasn't dressed in his normal work clothes but rather something he'd been modeling for Bronwynn, a long embroidered tunic and soft pants, in matching shades of blue. Bubu walked calmly at D'vik's side, occasionally sniffing at new things, but enjoying his walk. As they came to the door, and D'vik stopped Bubu stopped next to him, looking at the other man curiously, and he could smell food inside.

"Evening T'eko. Good idea to have a bit of a to do. We could all use a bit of happy just now. I don't think I've had a chance to introduce you to this little fella. Got him at last gather. He's a quiet sort, which works well in my weyr, Trometh gets on good with him at least."
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Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, , Vayka (Healers), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM), L'rin (Weyrling)


Re: Catching Up and Checking In (Diagir/Ziya, Maglor/Lustre)

Steelsilver
 

Maglor looked up, and then brightened a little bit, offering a casual salute. "Diagir." he greeted calmly. "It's a lovely evening, isn't it?" 

{Lustre gud.} the younger gold asserted, puffing her chest out slightly to display her harness, and that she was wearing it proudly. {Queenwher look best.}


Of All The Riders In All The Flightrooms.. (R'tal/V'rex JP)

Steelsilver
 

V’rex yawned, stirring, still a little bit sleepy after Muikoth’s energetic pursuit of the green. He hadn’t won- a quick check of the dozing blue confirmed that, but he still felt… good. Warm, and contented. 


R’tal hadn’t exactly meant to get tangled in a flight; Faranth knew Talith wasn’t up to rising right now. However, if you happened to be near a flightroom when someone came staggering in your direction.. Well, things happened, and if he hadn’t planned it then he hadn’t been unwilling either.


Still, it meant he had been the part of the pairing who had been in his own mind rather than his dragon’s. He might well have slipped away post-flight if the younger man hadn’t been quite so thoroughly tangled around him, and he hadn’t quite the heart to break through the after-flight buzz enough to force the issue.


“Hey there,” he said cheerfully as V’rex finally looked to be coming back to himself. “You had quite the flight it seems.”


“Mrmph.” V’rex responded, still not quite awake enough to process who the voice belonged to, though after a moment, and another yawn, he released the other man to stretch, letting his eyes open. 


A sleepy blink- and then realization and recognition hit him all at once, and he yelped, jerking back as if burnt, eyes wide. “Sir! I- I- Apologies, sir, I can go right now.” 


R’tal laughed at him, though gently enough. “What, you don’t think rankers’ dragons chase?” he asked mildly, the lack of surprise in his tone suggesting that this wasn’t the first time he’d seen that reaction. “Relax. There’s no rush to dash off. I don’t know which green was rising but it felt like half the weyr was chasing. Someone was clearly popular.”


“Golds, maybe.” V’rex responded, still wary, though the immediate fight or flee response had eased enough that he relaxed, just a little. He still gripped the blanket a tad closer. “I don’t know who it was either.” he started to answer, and Muikoth brushed his mind. ((Noketh.)) 


An awkward, apologetic smile. “My Muikoth says Noketh flew.” He still didn’t know who that was.


Another pause. “I’d… offer to make you klah, sir, but…” 


“Ha. Time was a green couldn’t rise in this Weyr without Talith going after her.” When had that stopped? R’tal wasn’t sure, but green-chasing was a much rarer thing now even before the accident. Getting old, the pair of them. “Muikoth not chase that much?”


“Not often, sir.” V’rex responded, meekly. “He’ll favor this green, or that, for a few Flights, and move on, when he takes a liking to them first.” A pause. “He.. does flirt, or try to.” 








“Mmm. Must make life easier. We had pregnant women all over the place at one point, Talith and I. Not something I recommend if you can avoid it.” R’tal eased his arm out gently from under V’rex, wriggling it to get the blood flowing through it. “Sorry. Pins and needles.”


V’rex inched back, the rest of the way, putting more space between them, though he nodded, slowly. “I… don’t know if I’ve ever… gotten a woman pregnant.” he responded, delicately. “...It would have to have been… here. And a greenrider, or maybe a moth.” 


“As I said, occupational hazard of a dragon who likes to chase,” R’tal agreed. “Though even sticking to goldflights isn’t a foolproof remedy to that one.” He stretched, both arms above his head for a moment. “You know I am sorry but I’ve forgotten your name.”


Could he lie? Should he lie? 


… No. No, that was a terrible idea, however much V’rex wanted this whole thing to be over with and forgotten. He still swallowed, nervous, and his gaze slid away from the ranker’s. “...V’rex, sir. Of blue Muikoth.” 



“V’rex,” R’tal repeated pleasantly, as though fixing the name in his head. A pause. “And do you look at all rankers as though they’re about to eat you, V’rex,” he said, still pleasant, “or is it just me?”


“I don’t-” V’rex began, faltered, and tried again. “I try not to make a habit of attracting attention, sir.” he tried again. “Better to keep our heads down and do what we’re supposed to. Better for the Weyr, better for us.” 


“We’re in bed together,” R’tal pointed out. “Fairly sure I didn’t hurt you because.. Well, I feel like I would have known. But it’s not exactly a place to be able to avoid attention.”


“No sir.” V’rex responded, then shook his head. “You didn’t hurt me, sir.” he added. “It was… good.” An awkward pause, and then he’s adding, “I meant… in general, sir.”


“So, relax.” R’tal urged lightly. “General Weyr rules for flights are once we leave this room nothing happened anyway. Well, unless there are consequences like pregnancy.” Or like an accidental Weyrleadership but that was unlikely to happen here. “But normal rules get suspended until that point. It’s fine.”


A moment of hesitation later, and then, finally, V’rex was complying, allowing himself to sink back down onto the bed. “Yessir.” he answered. “...Thank you, sir.” It could have been worse- he could have been immediately kicked out. 


“Lucky for you one of us was in our right mind so I’m fairly sure your clothes are around here and still in one piece,” R’tal said cheerfully, swinging his legs out of bed. “Did Muikoth have a good flight by the by?”


“...He did.” V’rex responded. “Wore himself out, I think.” 


“Good. You never know if they’re going to be happy at a good chase afterwards or if they’re going to sulk, do you?” R’tal fished around the floor and tossed a shirt over his shoulder at V’rex. “But you looked happy enough coming out.”


“Muikoth’s not the sulky type.” V’rex responded, starting to tug the shirt on. “Sometimes I think he’s deliberately cheery just for me, though.” 


“Ah, they do that sometimes,” R’tal pulled his pants on then glanced back at V’rex, face serious for a moment. “Are you so unhappy here?”


“..what? No!” V’rex scrambled to explain- and also go for his pants, tugging them on. “I like it here, sir. It’s nice weather, if hot, and there’s- it feels like there’s always something happening. I’m just… My whole life, up til coming here, it was either ‘get attention for being the best, or avoid attention entirely.” 


“Look. I was teasing a little before.” And R’tal was grave now, pausing in his gathering of clothes for the moment to turn fully on the bed to look at V’rex. “But if Muikoth is feeling the need to cheer you up--”


“Not all the time.” V’rex responded. “And.. and I’ve a firelizard now, of my own- I got him at the Gather, Bl’by convinced me to go. He’s been… good… to have, too. The firelizard.” 


“Bl’by..” The name was familiar. “He’s N’shen’s Margana, isn’t he? Paperwork person. Helps keep the office in order.”


“Yessir.” V’rex nodded. “I’ve known him a long while. He’s a good man.” 


“Came from High Reaches, didn’t he? Before--” R’tal’s brain cut in before he could go further and possibly spill details Bl’by might not want gossiped around the Weyr. “Well, I’m glad he’s settling in.”


“Before Fort.” V’rex agreed, terse, and then moved on as well. “I am too. Arolos is a good place.” 


“When you’re not being scared out of your wits.” R’tal looked almost sad as he pulled his shirt on and started to button it up. It was crumpled but it would do for long enough to go home and change. “You know I really really don’t bite.”


“I’m trying.” V’rex answered, quiet. “It’s just- I forget, sometimes.” 


R’tal reached over and very gently gave his shoulder a nudge. “Am I this terrifying?”


“...No.” V’rex responded, tried a wry not quite smile. “You’ve been fair. More than fair. I’m grateful.” A glance up at R’tal, straightening slightly. “Muikoth said, when we were assigned to your wing, that he’s happy to fly under Talith’s command. That’s as true as ever.” 


“Just got a little taken aback by a flight with someone you didn’t expect?” R’tal guessed, and smiled back. “Well. That happens.”


“It does.” V’rex agreed, and relaxed further, finally standing, and stretching again. “...Do you want Muikoth to bring Talith anything? He- we- are happy to help.” 


“No.” R’tal grimaced a little at the offer. “Talith needs a little motivation to start getting things on his own, but you needn’t tell Muikoth that.”


“I won’t.” V’rex promised, grimaced himself. “As a matter of fact, I don’t think I’m going to tell him anything but that you said no thanks. He’s not very good at secrets.” 


“Thanks. DragonHealers want me to push him a little,” R’tal said, as casually as though V’rex were a friend and not a random rider he’d somehow ended up in a flightroom with. “I seem to be missing a boot.” 


“That makes sense.” V’rex responded, with another nod, and glanced around. A quick check under the bed, and “Is this it?” he asked, holding a boot up. 


“It is. Thank you.” R’tal reached over to take it from him, tugging it on. “There now, we look nearly civilised.”


V’rex found his own boots, starting to tug them on. “You’re welcome, sir. And if you ever need anything… from either of us- feel free to have Talith bespeak Muikoth. We’ll come.” 


Reli chose that moment to pop in from Between, chittering a greeting as the small brown landed on his person’s shoulder. 


“Mmm. And if someone scares you -- intentionally or not -- come and talk to me?” R’tal suggested gently in return. “These things can be resolved.”


“...If you’re not otherwise occupied… I will.” V’rex promised, quiet but certain. 


“Good. And if I am occupied, Margana will tell you.” R’tal gave him a friendly nod as he stood up. “She’s very good at guarding my door.”


V’rex nodded, and started to move for the door to open it, allow R’tal to precede him out if he wished. “I’ll remember that, sir.” 



Re: Oh what a night (attn Vayka/Zy'fen)

Alyx
 

Vayka murmured in her sleep a little, She had a cat and was used to having him walk all over her in her sleep so it took a moment to register that there was a person there with her. She yawned, covering her mouth and tried to remember where she was and why she was in bed with someone. With memory came a slight blush, but it was a weyr, and nothing to be shamed. 

"Morning." She said rolling over just enough to see who was with her. 
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Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, , Vayka (Healers), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM), L'rin (Weyrling)


Re: Shoulda Known Better (Macralan/Kos, any)

Aaron
 

"Ahoy there!" Macralan called happily. "Aye, I'm caught in the shoals here and my dolphin friend is trying to get me out. If you want to help, well I won't say no."

"Kos dig" the dolphin informed the dragon while miming the action against the water, using his bottlenose to gently splash water. "Sand much wet, fall back. Drag'n have big'r paws, mebbe dig better!"

((Will I hurt you if I pull you free?)) the blue asked. He tilted his head curiously. ((Or will it work better if I dig, too? I do not want to hurt either of you.))


Catching Up and Checking In (Diagir/Ziya, Maglor/Lustre)

Ren
 

A chill breeze walked with Diagir as he took Ziya out for her walk. The wher didn't mind thanks to her thick hide but Diagir certainly did- he was bundled in a bit of fur and leather as he walked behind. Sure the weather wasn't half as bad as in Crom but once you were used to the tropics, even a litle chill was almost too much.

Ziya's head lifted and she sniffed at the air. Most things were normal though one scent caught her attention. {Smell Lustre. Ziya go check, yes?} The courtesy of asking showed the effectiveness of her training. Even if she hadn't asked so nicely, Diagir would have taken her to see her daughter.

"Of course. I want to check in on Maglor myself." They approached the pair and Diagir whistled out a greeting. "Ho, Maglor!"
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Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...


Re: Good For You? (C'fan, Bl'by)

Laura Walker
 



Pride warmed C'fan at the confirmation. Of course it'd been a good flight- he didn't do bad ones (except for that one with that bratty girl back in Fort, Thread take her). The bronzerider was surprised when Bl'by pulled him back down with him but he didn't resist. Sure, he could cuddle. He put his free arm around the other while sipping his klah quietly and contemplating the events. C'fan wasn't usually a chatty man and was fine with silence so nothing urged him to fill the empty space. It was quiet and comfortable to him even though his old Fort chums would tell him to drop the other man like a hot tuber.

"Traynth's happy." And if there was a space in the conversation Bl'by was happy enough to fill it. There was a warm friendly body next to his and beyond that details didn't really matter. He stretched his arm around C'fan's back, hooking the other man closer so that thigh could lean against thigh, side against side, so that he could feel the slight movement of the other man's breath. "Had fun showing off at least. Faranth though, she was a speedy little thing."

 
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Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Re: Shoulda Known Better (Macralan/Kos, any)

Ren
 

Macralan looked about when he heard the voice, confused as to why he was hearing a very clear voice without seeing someone. The massive shadow caught Macralan's attention just as the body attached to it sank into the water and surprised Kos enough that the dolphin surfaced with many curious clicks. The pair realized together that they had their savior and grinned wide at the dragon.

"Ahoy there!" Macralan called happily. "Aye, I'm caught in the shoals here and my dolphin friend is trying to get me out. If you want to help, well I won't say no."

"Kos dig" the dolphin informed the dragon while miming the action against the water, using his bottlenose to gently splash water. "Sand much wet, fall back. Drag'n have big'r paws, mebbe dig better!"
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Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...


Re: Good For You? (C'fan, Bl'by)

Ren
 

Pride warmed C'fan at the confirmation. Of course it'd been a good flight- he didn't do bad ones (except for that one with that bratty girl back in Fort, Thread take her). The bronzerider was surprised when Bl'by pulled him back down with him but he didn't resist. Sure, he could cuddle. He put his free arm around the other while sipping his klah quietly and contemplating the events. C'fan wasn't usually a chatty man and was fine with silence so nothing urged him to fill the empty space. It was quiet and comfortable to him even though his old Fort chums would tell him to drop the other man like a hot tuber.
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Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...


Re: Tag-team (DWC 11/8 Attn: any)

Amy Frazey
 

Scally yipped and wagged her tail happily when the boy said she was a 'good girl'. Those were words she liked hearing.

Meanwhile, Mystery gave the boy a *look*, then completely ignored the unknown human, and proceeded to drag the tunnelsnake away, trailing it between his legs as he headed for his girl's former resting place in the Candidate barracks. Which just now happened to be inhabited by someone else.


Oh what a night (attn Vayka/Zy'fen)

Amy Frazey
 

Zy'fen groaned and rolled over onto his side, tossing one arm over the warm body next to his. It felt odd, having someone in his bed, though it was a welcome warmth. And the woman in his arms smelled good.

Outside the weyr, Nerenth stretched but didn't quite wake. He hadn't caught the green, but that was alright. It was his first flight in over 6 moons, and he was a bit out of practice. But at least His had been able to satisfy their hunger.


Re: Good For You? (C'fan, Bl'by)

Laura Walker
 

“Good flight,” Bl’by confirmed. C’fan looked vaguely familiar but he couldn’t recall why and in that moment of contentment with the world didn’t care. He seemed friendly if he was bringing hot drinks and that was that mattered.

He shifted up a little as he reached for the drink. If he had remembered in that moment who C’fan was, would he have reached his free arm to C’fan’s shoulder, intending to gently tug the other man back onto the bed? Probably not but if there was going to be an opportunity for a repeat or at least snuggling then Bl’by had never been the type to be shy about indicating his willingness.


On Tuesday, December 1, 2020, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:
Hearing movement, C'fan turned to see Bl'by sitting up and grunted softly. He poured a second cup and walked back to the bed, offering it to the bluerider. "Morning. Good flight?" From what he himself could remember, it had been good by C'fan's own standards, so in his mind it had to have been good for the other. Well, add in the sense that Bl'by wouldn't be smiling had it been bad.
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Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...



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Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Re: Just Like Being Back Home (M'gal, attn: Any)

Aaron
 

Whistling, he entered the Dining Hall, and noticed many people huddled together with mugs of hot beverages. Not klah though, but he knew where he could get some. He chose not to, but he knew where it could be had. Instead, he headed to the buffet and began spooning eggs, bacon, and other foods onto his tray. 

To no one in particular, he said, "It's a glorious day, isn't it?"

Rosk looked left and right, and seeing no one else to whom M'gal might have been speaking, he lifted a hand and pointed to himself.

"M-m-me, sir?" he asked, shivering. He was wearing the warmest clothes he had, which were not at all sufficient for the chill in the air that day. Not for a Southerner such as himself, anyhow.


Re: Shoulda Known Better (Macralan/Kos, any)

Aaron
 

While the mammal dug, Macralan could only wonder that no one knew where he was except his partner and a handful of wild firelizards. Very helpful. The water around him in the delta was just salty enough to not be drinkable and there was only so much fish he could eat before getting dehydrated. Macralan would just have to hope that either he was freed or someone would come along while Kos worked to free him.

((Are you in trouble?)) A blue dragon with a hide nearly dark as the night sky and speckled with lighter bits like starry freckles descended to the water. ((I can help, if you will allow it,)) he said to both the man and the dolphin.


Re: Good For You? (C'fan, Bl'by)

Ren
 

Hearing movement, C'fan turned to see Bl'by sitting up and grunted softly. He poured a second cup and walked back to the bed, offering it to the bluerider. "Morning. Good flight?" From what he himself could remember, it had been good by C'fan's own standards, so in his mind it had to have been good for the other. Well, add in the sense that Bl'by wouldn't be smiling had it been bad.
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Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...