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Re: Trying to be Subtle atten: Tamalack/Kalain

Laurie
 

Kalain wasn't saying something. Tamalak knew that, but he couldn't figure it out.

Chato didn't like how confused Tamalak was. His and Sleek's kept talking in circles, and Tam was getting muzzy from it.

~~Wut's 'lain not saying to Tam?~~ he asked Sleek on the sly. ~~Tam's head is in a not-like place.~~ Chato didn't like confusion, especially when it was his person.

On Sat, Sep 5, 2020 at 10:23 PM sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:
"Yeah, me too," Kalain said softly, almost wistfully.  He caught Tam's eyes and almost willed for the other boy to understand, "I really like spending time with you."


Re: Ever The Twane (ATTN: Trifali, Y'sir)

Jessica Freise
 

She went. Not out of a sense of duty, but because he was a friendly, if unfamiliar, face who offered her answers. Dardueth beside her, they left the horrors on the sands behind. She only wished she could get the images out of her head as her green broadcast very*loudly* about the whole thing. Love warred with a distaste and fear she hated to feel for someone who loved and wanted her so much. Maybe that was why she began to cry as they exited the sands.

On Sep 9, 2020, at 7:08 AM, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

"You can do this," Y'sir said. "Then we'll get you guys cleaned up. Okay? Come with me."


Re: Ever The Twane (ATTN: Trifali, Y'sir)

sailyn2
 

"You can do this," Y'sir said. "Then we'll get you guys cleaned up. Okay? Come with me."


Re: Hatching - First Queenly Feeding ((Attn: Calyse, Kashara, Any))

sailyn2
 

((Give me more meat,)) Rusalth crooned. If a dragon could have  purred, she would have managed it. And never mind that she had plenty of her own food.

"You have enough meat," Kashara said, gently handing over a piece of cut up meat.


Re: #greenflight Unexpected Morning (atten: any) #greenflight

Ren
 

On Tue, Sep 8, 2020 at 05:18 PM, Steelsilver wrote:
Sigyth twisted in midair, losing ground briefly in order to get a good look at her chasers. Oooh, a bronze! But wait... that was Runaath! She knew him, and bugled again, before returning her focus to her flight, though she was already tiring. ((Prove yourselves to me!)) she called. 
---
(ooc: given this is a first flight, it'll be short. One more reply from each of you, then I'll pick the winner.)
{{Sigyth, goddess of freedom and glory, I have won many green and even some goldflights. I am a caring mate and will be good to you after,}} Seteieth said, ready to tap into his strength and lunge after her. {{For a maiden flight, you fly well. When you graduate, you will make your wing proud.}}
 
--
Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

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


Re: #greenflight Unexpected Morning (atten: any) #greenflight

Steelsilver
 

Sigyth twisted in midair, losing ground briefly in order to get a good look at her chasers. Oooh, a bronze! But wait... that was Runaath! She knew him, and bugled again, before returning her focus to her flight, though she was already tiring. ((Prove yourselves to me!)) she called. 
---
(ooc: given this is a first flight, it'll be short. One more reply from each of you, then I'll pick the winner.)


Re: The Nightmare is Over, Right? Att: Isirdux/Lan

 

Lan had ready a Healer's examination gown for when the boy had finished removing the ruined clothes. He did not turn away for the disrobing process, though his eyes stayed only on the wounds revealed now in their entirety. "Three lacerations on the chest, four on the thigh," his voice was impassionate and near monotone, analytical. Thinking aloud more than speaking for the boy's benefit. "Might need a few stitches along the deepest gashes, but we'll cross that bridge if we come to it. Take a seat."  

Collecting a vial of redwort from the case nearby, Lan returned with cloth in hand that he doused heavily with the astringent. "Have to clean these out first, and this will hurt, but I promise cutting off the leg in a few weeks after an infection sets in hurts worse." Without waiting for permission, and giving no further warning, Lan began the process of sanitizing the skin around the torn flesh and cleansing the wound of sandy detritus. 

On Mon, Sep 7, 2020, 5:46 AM Jerzy Tobin <jerzytobin@...> wrote:
> The tattered, bloody front on one boy's robes drew his attention as he approached. "Name?" Lan called out directly, cutting straight to the point. "And age? Seem to have caught some claws. We'll need to clean those and get them bandaged. And perhaps something for the pain, too, hmm?" He moved forward to meet the boy halfway, guiding him to the area marked off for examinations.
>
> "Go ahead and pull that off," he indicated the torn robe.
>
"I-Isirdux, Sir," the boy managed to stammer out, still trying to
process everything that had happened.  "And I'm 15."

He followed the healer to the area marked off for examinations, more
than eager to get the torn and bloody robe off, and get something for
the pain.  The scratches on chest and thigh hurt a lot, but once the
panic of almost being mauled began to drain from him, he noted that
they weren't as deep as he'd initially imagined.  Oh, they'd leave
scars, sure, but nothing huge or horrific.  He'd been very lucky, it
seemed.


--
"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown

Whizzy: Jerzy
Aim: Yue146




Re: Hatching Feast, L'rin's Cya laters/ Any

Alyx
 

"You're welcome to listen in on me and Cycleth Insaya. We don't have any secrets to hide." L'rin smiled in his innocent way and sipped at the tea again. "I like the fruit you added, citrus isn't it? The orange ones, not those sour yellows."

He was pretty sure of his identification. It lent a nice note to it.
--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, , Vayka (Healers), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM), L'rin (Weyrling)


Re: Hatching - First Queenly Feeding ((Attn: Calyse, Kashara, Any))

 

((Hear that? Neither of us will be allowed to starve, that one will make sure we are fed.)) Andorath sidled closer to Rusalth, acknowledging Cheironth only as a useful tool. The piece of meat flung in their direction had her head swiveling to face it as if she was a tunnelsnake sighting prey, whirling orange eyes focused with predatory intensity. All else was momentarily forgotten, darting forward to snatch the chunk up from where it had fallen with a snap of her jaws. The taste only served to remind her of just how hungry she was. ((Feed me-- us, feed us more! Open the box, let it flow!))

"I'm sorry," Calyse just seemed to be continually apologizing now, collecting pieces for the queen to gorge herself on. "I have no idea what she's talking about.  Here, Andorath, eat. Slowly and one at a time." Offering the handful seemed a dangerous affair with those big teeth already so sharp the moment she fell out of the shell, and so she exercised extra caution. 

((I did not fall, I gracefully made my exit.)) Andorath snapped in response to Calyse's mere thought, startling the young woman. ((I am never clumsy nor late, I arrived precisely when I was meant to!)) The baby gold's offense did not stop her from chowing down indulgently on the meat her new rider held.

"Slowly!" Calyse insisted. 

On Mon, Sep 7, 2020, 11:42 PM Jenna Cunningham <jenna.layne.cunningham@...> wrote:
((Neither of you will starve as long as I am here.)) Cheironth interjected, snapping another piece of meat up as A'shran offered it, and watched the pair with whirling eyes. Only when that bit of meat had been thoroughly chewed and swallowed did something seem to occur to the baby bronze. ((Only... are you starving now? I will protect you from that.)) The next bit of meat, taken directly from A'shran's hands, was gnawed only a little, and then haphazardly flung toward the other pair, smacking wetly into the ground. It made a very satisfying sound, but it also reminded Cheironth how hungry he still was, and he turned back to his lifemate for more, too noble to beg.

A'shran smiled and held out another small bit of meat and then - uh oh, the Weyrlingmaster was definitely looking at him, and while he had expected that he'd be found out eventually, he'd also thought it may have been one of the AWLMs, or... Actually, honestly, he hadn't expected anything past the point of Impression. He was flying by the seat of his pants now. His smile fell away.

"It's bronzeling A'shran, sir. I've impressed Cheironth." He lifted his chin, cleared his throat, and then added somewhat more humbly: "I was banned, Weyrlingmaster. I guess you probably want to talk to me later about that, but could I keep feeding him first?"


Re: Feast - Avoiding The Center ((Attn: Arciel, Calyse))

Arciel
 

"Dread is merely the prelude to courage." Arciel responded with a smile, his eyes maintaining fixed contact with hers as he sought to shut out the distractions of the milling crowds around them. "What is a crowd, if not a chance to better understand the unknown? Each new face is another adventure, another character in the saga of your life." He gestured around them idly. "You look around and see pressure, or opinions. You know what I see?" He nodded to a random passerby. "An interesting story." Then to another. "A torrid love affair." Then to a third. "A lesson in humility. Are these assessments accurate? Perhaps, but I won't know until I start the adventure."

He nodded towards the Hall. "Everyone in there is just as nervous, just as excited, just as scared as you are - but in that uncertainty is a kind of unity, and a paradoxical certainty all its own. You're equal in your trepidation, and thus the need for the trepidation no longer exists." Arciel offered her another smile and rested his hands on his hips. "Fear isn't wrong, especially given your position. A bit of fear is healthy, even. It'll keep you grounded, and let you better understand the solemnity of your new position and the responsibility on your shoulders. Fear will keep you focused, honest, and aware of the consequences of your potential failures." He tapped his chest, then, indicatively. "But don't forget that fear also enables courage. It isn't the absence of that terror, it's the strength to overcome it. You have that strength, Goldrider Calyse - why else would you be chosen, if not for that reason?"

With finality he bowed his head. "And to clear the air, my name is Arciel. It's a pleasure."


Re: #greenflight Unexpected Morning (atten: any) #greenflight

Jerzy Tobin
 

Flapping like that, maybe she wouldn't fly long, Seteieth surmised to himself as he followed easily, massive wings picking up drafts and using them to propel him upwards after her. He kept quiet for now- this wasn't a goldflight where constant praise and accolades where mandatory to even have a chance at winning, but he would send her praises when it was necessary.
Runaath didn't know where that bronze had come from, but he wasn't
about to let that interloper take his beloved Sigyth from him!
Bugling a challenge, the blue deepened his own wingbeats to bring him
closer to his clutchmate.

((Do not worry, Sigyth! Runaath is here, and I will allow no others near you!))


--
"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown

Whizzy: Jerzy
Aim: Yue146


Re: Feast - Avoiding The Center ((Attn: Arciel, Calyse))

 

Cool blue eyes shifted toward the unfamiliar man that had stopped to address her, instantly stiffening at the stranger's approach. At first glance, he was well-dressed and the sort of handsome that made hearts stop as he passed in the hallway. That he would even speak to her seemed out of the ordinary, surely some Holder's son-turned-dragonrider-aspirant with better things to be doing. Then he addressed her by rank and name and she straightened as if she'd been struck, remembering as he spoke the decorum she was failing to uphold. 

The shiny new knots on her shoulders meant she needed a put on an air of confidence, of control. She knew this. She braced for the chastising she expected, but it never came. His words were kind. Calyse blinked, disarmed by his serendipitous reassurances. "W-Well, I-- I thank you," she inclined her head in a polite bow, unused to someone else trying to bolster her confidence. "It's still hard to believe I was chosen at all, but I-I'll remember what you said." Smoothing the wrinkles in her skirt atop her thigh, standing next to him, she felt horribly under-dressed for the occasion. Should she have worn something different? Something better? Shells, she didn't own better. "I find myself dreading going inside, there will be so many people." And they will all want to talk to me.

"You have me at a disadvantage, though. You know my name, but I don't know yours." 


On Sat, Sep 5, 2020, 7:52 PM Arciel <arcielpern@...> wrote:

Arciel took to his preparations for the post-hatching breakfast with a dutiful attention to the formality of the affair, no matter how scaled back the celebration was. A careful use of his knife saw to a clean shave, and some light application of alcohol sterilised any cuts from the treatment. His teeth he attended to with salt and water, chewing a scented herb before rinsing his mouth clean to ensure a lack of bad breath. His hair was washed and styled with a bone-comb, timed for it to be at least halfway to dry prior to his arrival but still possessed of enough moisture to sit neatly on his head. His sword was locked in the armoury per the agreement with the Weyrguards, and so he ignored his sword belt while attiring himself for the breakfast.


A white shirt tied up to the neck came on first, followed by a simple dark tunic and a pair of leather vambraces for his forearms. A dark pair of leggings were pulled on afterwards, suspended by a simple belt and matched with a pair of sturdy dark boots. Finally he slipped on his family ring and looked down at himself, nodding in satisfaction as he checked the state of his attire. It was no expensive ball dress, but for the breakfast it would more than suffice as ‘formal’ wear.


He left his residence ten minutes later after ensuring it was clean and orderly, making his way towards the dining hall. Brief nods were exchanged with the guards on duty as he made his way to the building with a gait that was neither hurried nor slovenly, piercing blue eyes roving over the faces of those excitedly making their way towards the hall for the meal. Arciel saw no reason to make any attempt at real haste, and he more than enjoyed the morning air as he moved.


His training session had ended only two hours prior, and the timing of the breakfast couldn’t have been better: He’d already had a meal with the guards prior, but an extra serving of energy was never something to scoff at. His eyes alighted on the guards on station outside the dining hall and he smiled at them politely in greeting from a distance, intending on heading straight inside – until a glimpse of golden thread caught his eye.


Slowing to a halt at the entrance to the dining hall, Arciel focused his attention on a fidgeting figure with Weyrling knots attached to her arm. It would be impolite not to say anything. He decided immediately, changing his approach to intersect with Calyse’s hesitant form. Everything about her body language detailed her nervousness and trepidation, and Arciel quietly suppressed the voice in his head that affected disapproval for her lack of resolve. Responsibility, he knew, was not as easily accepted by everyone as it was by some.


“Goldrider Calyse?” He asked as he drew within polite speaking distance, his baritone voice carefully constructed with a respectful intonation. “My apologies for disturbing you, but I wanted to offer you my congratulations on the rare and prestigious honour of being selected by a Queen.” His sapphire eyes swept her from head to toe for a moment, lingering on the knots of her arm before returning to her gaze.

 

“I know the weight of the duty ahead of you may be heavy, and I would never presume to know your mind on the matter, but I wish to express my sincere faith that you will fulfil your position with grace and capability.” He let his belief – perhaps more so in the wisdom of her Dragon than in her, though that faith extended to her by default – in Calyse’s ability to fulfill her role convey itself in a warm smile. “I know that you must be still adjusting to your new reality, but I have full confidence you will rise to the occasion. You were chosen, after all.”


He glanced at those around them coolly, before looking back to her with another reassuring smile. “I’m sure you know better than anyone that you can trust that as a mark of your capability, as anyone else can and should.” If nothing else, it was imperative that a Goldrider be more confident – even if forced – than what Calyse was showing. If not for her own sake, then for the Weyr as a whole. Arciel knew he might have been pushing the line between kindness and presumption, but he had never been one to hesitate simply because of the potential for negative consequence. He wasn’t about to begin with Calyse.


Re: Ever The Twane (ATTN: Trifali, Y'sir)

Jessica Freise
 

She looked away, looked down and found herself lost for a moment in the swirling gaze of the dragonet. She stared, the sight of blood and gore still present, but taking on a somewhat dream-like quality. It wasn't going to fix it, it wasn't going to change it, and she'd need some serious help, she realized as she aanswered, sounding distant, "I won't lose her. Yes, I'll come with you. She's still so hungry...."

On Sep 8, 2020, at 9:46 AM, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

"Hey now, don't say that," Y'sir said gently. "It's very important that you nurture the bond right now even if it's a bit scary to you. We'll get through this. I know you're not going to like to hear this, but we need to get your pretty green fed. Can you come with me? I can have my lifemate talk to yours while she eats if it helps."


Re: Ever The Twane (ATTN: Trifali, Y'sir)

sailyn2
 

"Hey now, don't say that," Y'sir said gently. "It's very important that you nurture the bond right now even if it's a bit scary to you. We'll get through this. I know you're not going to like to hear this, but we need to get your pretty green fed. Can you come with me? I can have my lifemate talk to yours while she eats if it helps."


Re: Walking Whers (Diagir/Any)

Jessica Freise
 

"No, she's T'rif's girl," he said. "I don't doubt there's a line of Healers to assist her, though."

On Sep 8, 2020, at 7:00 AM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

"Wasn't it the mindhealer's daughter? I don't know the candidates but they do seem rather similar in appearance." Diagir shrugged slightly. "At least she'll have mental help available to sort out herself with that green."
--
Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

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


Re: Hatching Feast - Such As It Is atten: Rennitz, Yiyu, any #HatchingForeth2020

Jessica Freise
 

Yiyu blanched, but stood straight and took Rennitz's hand for just a moment before carefully releasing it, aware of all the restrictions on both of them.

"Does anyone have any word on her? And that green, will she be trained, truly?"

On Sep 8, 2020, at 6:55 AM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

"Oh, Gayatri, this is gorgeous! Thank you! A pearl... Oh, Yiyu, remind me to talk to you later," Rennitz said as an aside to her other friend. She had the necklace that Ysolde had made for her ready and waiting. "I know just the jewelcrafter.... oh." She blinked. "I was going to say that Ysolde can make beautiful things with pearls, but.." Rennitz fell quiet a minute at the memory of what had happened to her.
--
Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

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


Re: Walking Whers (Diagir/Any)

Ren
 

"Wasn't it the mindhealer's daughter? I don't know the candidates but they do seem rather similar in appearance." Diagir shrugged slightly. "At least she'll have mental help available to sort out herself with that green."
--
Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

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


Re: #greenflight Unexpected Morning (atten: any) #greenflight

Ren
 

Flapping like that, maybe she wouldn't fly long, Seteieth surmised to himself as he followed easily, massive wings picking up drafts and using them to propel him upwards after her. He kept quiet for now- this wasn't a goldflight where constant praise and accolades where mandatory to even have a chance at winning, but he would send her praises when it was necessary.
--
Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

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


Re: Hatching Feast - Such As It Is atten: Rennitz, Yiyu, any #HatchingForeth2020

Ren
 

"Oh, Gayatri, this is gorgeous! Thank you! A pearl... Oh, Yiyu, remind me to talk to you later," Rennitz said as an aside to her other friend. She had the necklace that Ysolde had made for her ready and waiting. "I know just the jewelcrafter.... oh." She blinked. "I was going to say that Ysolde can make beautiful things with pearls, but.." Rennitz fell quiet a minute at the memory of what had happened to her.
--
Out of the fire comes new life. Telgar Rises!

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


Re: Hatching Feast - Such As It Is atten: Rennitz, Yiyu, any #HatchingForeth2020

Jessica Freise
 

Yiyu blinked, surprised at the look given her. Then her face fell. She hadn't gotten Rennitz anything. With Mertrith to tend to, the tradition had flown right out of her head. Still, she smiled to see Rennitz receiving *something* from her good friend.

On Sep 7, 2020, at 9:18 PM, Amy Frazey <amyfrazey9@...> wrote:

Gayatri gave the petite Yiyu an appreciative glance, admiring the firm strength behind her handshake. Turning back to Renn, she pulled something out of her pocket and held it out to her best friend. A pretty cream colored pearl,  not as large as the pink one her sister had sent her as an Impression gift,  but still a good size. "I brought you something to commemorate your Impression. It should make a good bracelet or necklace."

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