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 In Fine Form - Ladijath's Flight, OPEN - 514.08.05
Red
 Posted: Apr 16 2018, 01:27 PM
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Red

Weyrling
The Big One
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Ladijath
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Red was cranky. He'd been cranky for a couple of days; first he'd had a pounding headache that wouldn't budge and that had made him tense, which had made it worse, which had made it hard to sleep, which had left him tired, and to top it all off Ladijath was being an ass. She said she was trying to cheer him up, but he was not much cheered by having a trough of water dumped on his head.

The trough had been yesterday, and he just hoped that his green wouldn't take anything as stupid or stupider into her skull today or he might just have to headbutt her.

And I mean it, he told her, his thoughts as tense as his jaw as he tightened her harness and waited for the order to mount up for the day's formation flying drill. He didn't want to be here today, he didn't want to be fekking anywhere except maybe in a cool dark room far away from troublesome dragons and people and buzzing insects and people. It was not - he reminded himself - alright to thump his classmates even if they were talking loud enough to wake the dead.

And at that point, Ladijath headbutted him in the chest.

Beat you to it! she cried triumphantly as Red sprawled backwards on the ground.

"You! I'm going to-" Red's words started as a snarl but were suddenly cut off when he - seeing red - looked up into Ladijath's eyes and saw purple. "Oh. Fek." Well that explained that then.

Ladijath's mental laugh echoed across the mesa and she bounded forward to the front of the class, where she spun around neatly to face them and crooned. I feel like I've really got the hang of our formations recently, how about I put some of you through your paces without the burden of our riders humm? And anyone else? We can't have a proper formation with just the males from my class!

Red picked himself up slowly, his heart was racing and his eyes were glued immovably on his dragon. Of course she'd be early, and of course she'd do 'proddy' buy just being more her than usual. Fek, this was really happening then. He'd been expecting to feel the hairs on his neck pricking, prey sensing eyes on its back, but he didn't feel that yet. He didn't know what he did feel, only that he couldn't move because she hadn't moved, and they were the same.
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Jassara
 Posted: Apr 16 2018, 01:45 PM
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Jassara

Weyrling
N/A
Apprentice Harper

Margoth
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Red had been acting oddly for the past couple days, and Jassara didn’t know what to do about it. Ladijath had seemed a little more rambunctious than usual, but it hadn’t been enough to really trigger any of her alarm bells. What she had wanted to do during those few days was find a way to soothe Red and make him feel better. What she had done was give him his space in the hopes that that would help more than anything she could have done.

They were to have a formation flying drill that day. It was a lesson that Jass and Margoth both loved, but for some reason that day, the bronze was being stubborn. He kept looking at Ladijath like he was waiting for something, and he was absolutely refusing to let Jassara put his riding straps on him. “Margoth I’ve already got a lot on my mind will you please just let me -“

Look at Ladijath, Margoth said, cutting his rider off neatly.

Jass was about to tell him she didn’t need to look at Ladijath, that she’d just seen her two seconds before when she’d head butted Red in the chest. What she needed to do was look at Red and make sure he wasn’t hurt, and that that snarl of his had been just because of his bad mood. There was an odd note in Margoth’s voice though, almost a croon really, that had her turning to look at the green to see what she had missed.

Turning to look at the green with purple eyes.

For a split second all she could do was stare, and then she slowly turned to look at Red. This was the moment of truth, wasn’t it? Fear nipped at her even as a cautious sense of elation began to swell in her stomach. But she wasn’t feeling anything from Margoth. Yes, he’d noticed his friend’s condition, but his mind felt exactly the same. Shells and shards, he wasn’t going to chase. She would have to watch Red be run after by strangers while she was unable to keep her promise to him because she’d be stuck in a lesson.

What did she do what did she do what did-

Challenge accepted, Margoth called playfully, extending his wings a bit and then snapping them closed again as he stepped forward. Purple dots began to appear in the blue of his eyes and slowly started to take over.

A wave of lust slammed into Jassara just as she noticed the color of her bronze’s eyes, and her answering grin was wide and excited and possibly triumphant. She’d known it would work out! She turned to look at Red again. He stood there unmoving so Jass didn’t move either, but there was no stillness to her. No, she was ready and waiting, watching for any kind of sign from him as to what was about to happen. Even in this state she hadn’t forgotten that this had worried him - whatever came next, Red had to be in charge of it.
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A'lek
 Posted: Apr 16 2018, 02:26 PM
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A'lek

Weyrling
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Apprentice Harper

Isaroth
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Isaroth had been paying a little more attention to Ladijath than usual today, making A'lek frown at him. Nothing too unusual, just seeming to watch the green curiously more than usual. Her and Margoth both. Still, he was being cooperative as usual, letting her strap him up nicely.

Red being shoved down by his green, however... that came as a shock that earned both of their attentions. And then A'lek noticed it - purple swirling eyes from Ladijath. Well, she supposed she'd been lucky. Thus far, Isaroth showed no interest in chasing or anything of the sort. They'd watched a couple different green flights lately and he hadn't even commented on them. Besides, he was surely too young still. "C'mon Isaroth, lets leave her to it."

Instead, he was fully focused on Ladijath. And shortly after Margoth stepped forward, Isaroth did as well. Well, I guess if it's to be a test, I'll have to prove myself to you. His deep voice rumbled as purple swirled in among the blue.

A'lek was left standing there, shocked. He...he hadn't been interested. And yet, judging from the feelings hitting her now, he very much so was now. "Fek." The word was a breath, a whisper as she bit her lower lip.
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Fl'et
 Posted: Apr 16 2018, 03:05 PM
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Fl'et

Weyrling
N/A
Apprentice Tanner

Ziketh
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They knew their dragons were close to a full turn old. They knew what would happen when they were ready. But Fl'et wasn't ready for flights, she was ready for a lesson. She stood next to Ziketh at attention, waiting for the signal to mount and begin their formation drills. As soon as the headbutt happened and Red went sprawling Fl'et gasped and covered her mouth, surprise and fear welled up in her gut the way tears might have come to her eyes. She froze in place and stared; dragons didn't hurt their riders - and though H'ren didn't look hurt the motion was out of nowhere! Fl'et looked the green over and noted the violet swirling in her eyes, yet aside from that Ladijath seemed in good humor. Red's snarl made Fl'et cringe away even though his eyes were only for his dragon.

She rises. Ziketh's cool tone, supportive and stiff pressed heavily into Fl'et answering her unvoiced question. "Oh." Fl'et gulped and lowered her eyes respectfully, and with no small amount of embarrassment for H'ren and the others. A blush started to form on her freckled cheeks and she watched the toe of her boot dig absently into the sand before her. Best to see who would be left and if the Weyrlingmasters would have them finish a lesson without those that couldn't. Fl'et resisted the urge to look about curiously to see who else would chase the proddy green and crossed her arms stubbornly across her chest. How in the world did the weyr get anything done if greens just interrupted everything whenever they wanted?

Ziketh leaned back on her haunches so she could sit more comfortably. The patient and the passive creature was not at all perturbed by the other green's antics, in fact, she watched the outburst curiously.
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Sh'mil
 Posted: Apr 17 2018, 08:51 PM
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Sh'mil

Brownrider
weyrling
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Well, well, well.

There was an almost seductive edge to the laughter of the brown's voice. Muninnth's tone had Sh'mil instantly looking up from the hide he had been reading. Nothing good ever happened when his dragon used that tone - some sort of mischief was afoot. "What are we well'ing?" he asked, his eyes going unfocused as he reached his mind out and brushed it against the brown's.

A light brush against his brown's mind let him know exactly what was going on. Muninnth wasn't exactly a discriminating chaser, so Sh'mil was more than familiar with the lust that flowed through his dragon and right into him. He knew some people didn't enjoy the feeling of flight lust, but he certainly did.

Happy chasing, he told Muninnth. The sound of delighted laughter rolled through his mind before he felt the brown's attention shifted to the green that had caught his attention. Ladijath was one of the younger weyrlings, he knew - she was rising early it seemed. At that point he knew that the Metal class was still in lessons, and he wasn't about to stride out onto the mesa feeling like he was.

No. He'd walk to the flight rooms and see if any of the other chasers had had the same idea, and see if perhaps there was someone there he could spend the flight with. Decision made, he started walking, whistling to himself all the while.

Meanwhile Muninnth was crooning to Ladijath. Even his croons sounded amused, though there was a note of anticipation among the laughter now. If you really want to see an impressive show, you need look no further, he called, his tail lashing back and forth in excitement. I'll show you all you want to see!
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Keltin
 Posted: Apr 17 2018, 09:34 PM
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Keltin

Weyrling
Awkward Potato
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Eluth
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Keltin enjoyed every chance they got to fly. He absolutely loved the feel of the wind flowing over them and Eluth's powerful body beneath him. The blue shared in that enjoyment, so it came as something of a surprise when the dragon seemed a little distracted while the man gathered his harness. He was concerned enough that he was about to question Eluth, but his attention was turned to the ruckus that was happening with a fellow Weyrling.

It almost looked like Red and Ladijath were about to fight, or something... But the green's eyes told him differently. It wasn't a fight she wanted. Not with her rider, anyway. He took a step to the side as he watched the pair, then turned and shot a look at Eluth. The blue returned the look for a split moment. "Do not," Keltin breathed. "Not here, in the middle of a class."

Eluth didn't hesitate and was gone before Keltin had even finished his threat, making his way towards Ladijath. The man spun around and glared at his dragon's retreating form. Why, of all times, did it have to happen in the middle of class?! As if hammering that awkward fact home, he was hit with the lust that Eluth was feeling. Great. That was all he needed. To be stuck with a lusty blue in the middle of a class in front of his peers. He wished he could just... hide. He did what he figured was the next best thing and pulled his flight cap down over his eyes as he heaved a great sigh.

If it's formations you're looking for, Ladijath, I have a few I can teach you, he crooned to her as he neared her, his eyes whirling blue and purple, seemingly not at all concerned with the other males approaching her as well.
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J'ska
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 03:49 PM
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J'ska

Bluerider
Assistant Candidatemaster
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Remith
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Out on his ledge Remith stirred, purple speckling his calm blue eyes as Ladijath's call washed over him. He didn't chase very often, but...

The blue slipped off his ledge and winged his way up to land on the mesa, and his eyes whirled purples more vibrant than his hide as he crooned at Ladijath. I will fly with you, Ladijath. Self-confidence was not his strong point, but formations? He'd been flying them for turns, he knew, even if he didn't remember all those turns, and so that gave him some measure of confidence he didn't normally have.
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Red
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 04:04 PM
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Red

Weyrling
The Big One
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Ladijath
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-- On the Mesa --

Ladijath crooned once again and reached out to touch each male who had addressed her with her heavy mental presence, not cool now but hot as the air around a forge. Good, good, then let's put on a show! The small green threw back her head and let out an exultant bugle and then launched herself into the sky, her short narrow wings beating up a blur as she strove for height; she wanted a show, to see the skill of the males chasing her, but for now instinct rules and told her to simply go!

Suddenly there was no more of his dragon on the ground than the cloud of dust she left behind. Red felt as though he was rising above the mesa with her, he could feel the wind on his hide and the strain of his wings and some of those chasing him were standing nearby.... But he'd skin not hide, and he was standing quite still. Separate, be separate long enough to get somewhere that wasn't here, but why would he want to do that? The lust and elation surging out of Ladijath's mind was visceral and heady, how could he want anything other than to ride along with it and in then end choose whoever had pleased them most? He and she were chased but they were not prey, they were the ones who held the power and the sudden certainty of that brought a huge grin to Red's usually stoic features.

They held the power, he did, he had the power to make choices.

With great difficulty Red pulled himself back into his own mind, distanced himself from the thing of glory that was Ladijath as much as he could, and then he looked around. Jass was there. Margoth was chasing. Yes. "Well, I'm off." Red nodded shortly at the class, but he was still grinning and his usually cool dark eyes were heated as he gestured over his shoulder. He gaze lingered on Jassara then and he raised an eyebrow. "Coming?" And with no more warning than that he turned and took off across the mesa like an arrow loosed from a bow, or perhaps like a rising green.
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Jassara
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 04:22 PM
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Jassara

Weyrling
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Apprentice Harper

Margoth
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Margoth was usually a dragon that kept his cool. No matter what he was feeling on the inside, it never showed on the outside - he took pride in that. But right then, at that moment, purple had overtaken all of the blue in his eyes. Ladijath wouldn’t want a calm, cool chaser - she wanted a show, which meant she wanted a playmate.

He could be that playmate.

The bronze bugled a response to Ladijath, a surprisingly deep sound for his slender build. You and I could give them a show they’d never forget, he said, his mind crashing against hers like normal. This time, though, the water was warm, and Margoth launched himself into the air after the green, beating his wings steadily to keep pace with her.

That grin. Jassara’s face lit up in response to it, and she felt the worry she’d been carrying for the last couple of months slide off her shoulders. Red wouldn’t be grinning like that if he were worried still. The look in her eyes as she met his gaze was hot and intense. The emotions from Margoth were flowing through her freely, and she was having a bit of difficulty separating herself from her bronze. They wanted this pair, wanted them badly, and Jass found herself taking a light, testing step towards Red.

Separating herself from Margoth was near impossible, but she came back to herself enough to acknowledge Red’s question. “Absolutely,” she said, grinning wickedly at him. The instant he took off Jassara was moving too, whooping her excitement and sheer joy as she took off after him. They had proven before that she could outrun him but this was all about the chase, all about Red being in the lead, so she slowed her step just a bit - she didn’t want to catch him just yet.
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S'vel
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 04:34 PM
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S'vel

Brownrider
Slick as Silk
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Zolanth
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Returning from a morning sweep, S'vel walked slowly through the cool halls to stretch his legs. It was his usual purposeless stroll, less of a meander and more of a fluid jaunt. He never was one to suffer idleness between work! Unexpectedly, S'vel felt an urge from his dragon, a simple respectful nudge in warning from the brown as his interest on a green peaked. Pausing in the hallway, S'vel considered his dragon's rising attentiveness.

"Well?" S'vel asked impatiently and aloud as he stood motionless in the hall. Would the brown give chase or was he just going to make S'vel stand stupidly in the hallway until someone stumbled into them? Thankfully, the brownrider did not have to wait long for an answer. Though slow and steady, Zolanth had made up his mind. He would help the green give on her show! He was late to the chase, but that would hopefully not matter.

If it is a test, Ladijath, I accept! Take us through the paces and show them all! Zolanth's rich voice rang out amourously to the green. He was ready! S'vel felt the familiar lust rising, but also a hint of competitiveness spike within the brown as his wings launched him from a ledge and into the sky to give chase.

Laughing to himself S'vel turned back down the hallway to make his way the opposite direction and toward the flight-rooms. The brownrider's stroll turned into a purposeful strut as he walked swiftly now down the hall.
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A'lek
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 05:30 PM
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A'lek

Weyrling
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Apprentice Harper

Isaroth
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When Ladijath launched herself into the air, Isaroth wasn't far behind. It wasn't just the competitive urge he felt towards Margoth, but as more joined, he felt more and more of a drive to prove that he could out do them as well - particularly when the adult dragons joined in. Blowhards. The brown scoffed, sending smoky warm to the green, like the smoke off of a billowing forge. But for you, I shall put on a show.

She could feel the heat of Isaroth's lust and competitive flare pouring off of her brown, and for a moment A'lek stood still. They had been told that the feelings would be strong, but Faranth. She pulled herself away from her brown, and immediately made her way to the flight rooms. They had been taught this. Your dragon chases in class or rises in class, you make your way to the flight rooms.

So she turned on heel, making her way there. She'd gone over this route enough times, from the moment they started learning about what to do in the case of the dragons starting to rise. Tess and the other weyrlingmasters had even touched base on how unpredictable greens could be at times. So, A'lek had decided to go over contingents. Including the fastest way from the training grounds to the flight rooms. She'd thought it'd be months before they were actually useful.

Leave it to Ladijath to prove her wrong.
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Sapphire
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 05:45 PM
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Sapphire

Bluerider
All that Glitters
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Lishanth
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-- Mesa >> Upper caverns --

Another flight! Sapphire exhaled deeply and allowed the shiver of anticipation to run through her body as Lishanth took interest, he did not chase often and that was all the more reason to enjoy the experience! As her blue abandoned his fresh kill Sapphire looked up to see who the rising green was, and when she saw her a smirk curved the curvy woman's lips.

"Aww, did you chase her for me?" Lishanth did not answer her, he was already focused entirely on the chase, but Sapphire decided that he had. She was by now nearly certain that she wouldn't get to climb the towering southerner as she had hoped but she liked the idea of chasing all the same, and she was sure that she would find a willing partner in the flight rooms.

Fortunately she had not been far from the entrance to the upper caverns and as Lishanth rose Sapphire turned back the way she had just come and ran; she would wait by the turn in the stairs that led to the flight rooms for the greenrider to arrive! Perhaps in the heat of the flight he would choose her after all, one could never tell with flights.
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Sh'mil
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 06:23 PM
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Sh'mil

Brownrider
weyrling
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It didn't take Sh'mil long to reach the dining hall. The stairs that led to the flight rooms were on the other side of the cavern - all he had to do was cross it. Which was difficult when Muninnth's shared lust made everyone he could see in that room look

so

sharding

good.

He wanted to stop and proposition someone on the spot, but that wasn't how this sort of thing went. Sh'mil managed to keep himself to simply giving people a rather wide, warm smile. If the green's rider didn't want to choose him for the flight then he would find someone to spend it with. Or, alternatively, if the green's rider didn't show up to the flight rooms at all he would find someone to spend the flight with.

The dining cavern had been safely crossed but Sh'mil found himself hesitating at the edge of the stairs, just for a moment. A fresh wave of lust from his dragon urged him to start making his way down the stairs. He hoped, rather selfishly, that the flight was a short one!

Muninnth didn't bugle his response to Ladijath's challenge, instead launching himself silently after her. Let the younger dragons who'd never chased and thought they were all that tire themselves out quickly. He knew how to win a green's affections - he'd done so many times before. You want us to put on a show, but how could we compare to the show you're already putting on? he called in his most wheedlesome tone. You're absolutely breathtaking! We mere males pale in comparison.
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J'ska
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 06:30 PM
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J'ska

Bluerider
Assistant Candidatemaster
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Remith
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As soon as Ladijath rocketed into the air Remith leapt after her, quick beats of his long, sleek wings carrying him upwards at a steady pace. Rather than bugle or trumpet after her, he kept quiet. He never was one to draw much attention to himself, even during flights, but then again there was only one dragon whose attention mattered. Why would he ever want to draw attention from any of the others? I will help you put on as grand a show as you want, he crooned longingly as he chased after her, his normally soft mind heavy and firm as it brushed against hers.
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L'nal
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 07:21 PM
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L'nal

Weyrling
weyrling
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Bismuth
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Ladijath's antics and subsequent takeoff had L'nal eyeing his blue warily. It seemed that a few of their other classmates were more than ready to chase the pretty green - would Bismuth be one of them? L'nal wasn't sure he was quite ready for that. Truth be told he had just gotten completely and totally used to having another mind permanently inside his own. He didn't know if he wanted to face flight lust just yet -

Bismuth snorted and twitched his tail. I hope the lesson resumes soon, now that they're gone, the blue said.

L'nal nearly sagged with relief. Bismuth had no interest just yet! Bismuth gently butted the tip of his muzzle almost playfully against his rider's chest, making L'nal laugh and reach up to give the blue some scratches. Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Keltin, who looked like he was trying to hide in his helmet.

"You'll be alright," he said, his smile and tone both gentle and encouraging. "You probably have time to make it back to your weyr, if you don't want to find someone to spend the flight with."
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Z'las
 Posted: Apr 18 2018, 07:26 PM
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Z'las

Bluerider
N/A
Journeyman Healer

Sylvanath
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Z'las had been enjoying some free time in the dining hall when it had all happened. One minute, he'd been sipping klah peacefully, and the next he'd felt a surge run through his body. A Flight. He was fairly used to them, having been a rider for over a decade, but he was also usually in his weyr when they hit. Definitely not out in the general public, sipping on klah. Thankfully, not many people were milling about, and those who were seemed to have the same issue he did.

Thankfully, the flight rooms weren't terribly far from where he was currently and he decided the best course of action would be to head for the rooms and see what came of it. Even though he wasn't the most social of individuals, he did enjoy a good Flight every now and then, and he wasn't about to let this opportunity pass him by. Which was how he found himself standing by the Flight rooms, waiting for a willing partner to pass him by.

Sylvanath had lazily left his ledge at Ladijath's bugle, and caught up with her and her following pack in no time at all. He was a quiet blue, not one to speak to those that weren't his rider, and so he stalked the back, only bugling his challenge to the other males and the green. He was ambitious, and he would win. Even if there were larger and faster dragons present.
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Red
 Posted: Apr 19 2018, 03:57 PM
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Red

Weyrling
The Big One
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Ladijath
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-- Mesa --

The mesa was far below her now and each length she climbed filled her with a greater sense of rightness that she gave not a thought to trying to explain, nothing would do but reaching the greatest height she could before she took her pick of her suitors. She hadn't wanted just a sprint now though had she? You males think you're worthy of showing yourselves by my side? Ladijath crooned as she turned a little twirl in the air so that she could look down at them all. Yes, this would do nicely! Then prove it! Wherry formation! With this snapped command the small green twisted in the air, ceasing her climb for the moment and racing out across the desert.

Down on the mesa top Red raced onward too, he didn't have formations on his mind but the urge to challenge those following him resonated strongly. If they couldn't overcome a few obstacles, if they couldn't prove themselves how could he choose any of them?... Though he was going to choose Jassara of course, of course he was, but there still had to be a challenge.

The feeding pens lay between him and the nearest entrance to the lower caverns, and that would do nicely. Red's grin became a smirk and instead of diverting around the wall he ran directly at it, vaulted over it one handed, landed the other side and ran on careless of the startled squawking of the wherries. Those not quite so vertically gifted as he was might have to scramble a bit to get over the top but if they wanted to chase they'd figure it out.
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Jassara
 Posted: Apr 19 2018, 04:16 PM
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Jassara

Weyrling
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Apprentice Harper

Margoth
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Margoth immediately moved into the point position of the second line of the wherry formation, now flying parallel to Ladijath though he made sure to give her plenty of space. Let the other males file in behind them - if they weren’t as quick as he was then that was their own problem. The bronze rumbled but didn’t say anything, letting his actions take the place of any flowery words or compliments.

Jassara, meanwhile, couldn’t see Red’s grin but she could sense his intent as he headed directly for the herdbeast pens. She hung back enough to give him the room to launch himself over the fence, and as it was her turn she grinned wildly, grabbed that top rung, and vaulted it. The wood scraped her palms and left a few splinters, and as she was vertically challenged her vault wasn’t as neat as Red’s, but she got over easily enough.

Until the wherries.

The startled animals flew upwards as she landed, a couple of them running into her, clawing at her in their panic and slowing her forward motion. One or two still on the ground tripped her up and Jass went down hard, banging the edge of her chin on the ground. She saw stars as she shot to her feet and continued after him, now running as fast as she could to catch up any lost ground. Her shoulder and hip were protesting her movements, having also hit hard when she fell, but Jass ignored them and tried to move faster. Injuries never stopped her before and they sure as shards wouldn’t now!
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J'ska
 Posted: Apr 19 2018, 04:54 PM
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J'ska

Bluerider
Assistant Candidatemaster
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Remith
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The formation she called out was a simple one, one he'd flown many times before, even if he couldn't remember all of those times. Remith promptly angled his wings to carry him swiftly up and into position diagonal to Margoth. Perhaps he could've been faster but it was best to conserve his energy, just in case -- and he couldn't help but think - or hope at least - that Ladijath would choose a suitor based more on if they took the lead or not.

...but just in case she didn't, Remith reached his amorous mind out to brush against hers almost gingerly, still soft and quiet as ever.
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A'lek
 Posted: Apr 19 2018, 08:56 PM
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A'lek

Weyrling
N/A
Apprentice Harper

Isaroth
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Isaroth shifted into position, moving easily despite his bulk. Margoth and Remith were smaller, moved faster and positioned themselves before he could get there. But fast meant nothing in this game. So eager they are. He sent to Ladijath, hot amusement coloring his mindvoice. But will they be able to keep up if you give us something more complex? I wonder.

A'lek watched Jassara and Red bound off like a couple of canines who'd gotten into the klah. Eyebrow arching, she shook her head. She had no interest in following those two. Isaroth may have chased Ladijath, but A'lek was in her own mind enough to know what she needed to do. Jumping over fences wasn't it.

It wasn't long before she arrived to the flight rooms, exertion and lust pounding through her veins. Her pupils were dilated from both lust and the darkness in the halls compared to the light outside as she all but ran through. When she recognized the hall, she came skidding to a stop, but not before nearly crashing into someone. Her hand flew out to steady herself, landing on a chest. Looking up with flushed features, her breath was heavy. Her eyes fell on S'vel and she stopped entirely. "I... oh." Her voice was breathless. "Sorry."
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S'vel
 Posted: Apr 20 2018, 11:07 AM
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S'vel

Brownrider
Slick as Silk
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Zolanth
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Slow and steady, Zolanth moved into position. He had no interest in shoving anyone out of the way. The dragon knew his fluid and practiced movements could speak for themselves, but Zolanth reached his heavy mind to the powerful twirling green to call to her.

Can you see our worthiness, Ladijath? Who among us will you want at your side? The medium-sized brown stayed in formation, careful not to break it even as the other dragons fell in before and around him.

Below, in the Weyr, S'vel was still laughing to himself, though the chuckle was quickly being taken over by faster breaths as he walked swiftly through the halls. Once S'vel reached the weyrs and he surveyed those that were already mingling. He recognized some and gave Z'las a quirk of his eyebrow. It was a tentative start to a question S'vel, unfortunately, didn't get a chance to complete for someone at the corner was rushing by.

S'vel did not budge when the person nearly ran into him, instead, he braced himself for the impact. A wild smile crossed his face. Quickly, his hand snapped out to grip the other rider by the arm to steady them and keep them from falling or rushing into anyone else. Blue eyes locked on dark brown and though still connected to his dragon, recent memories trailed sluggishly into S'vel's mind. After a moment of stunned staring, S'vel spoke.

"A'lek?" S'vel's voice was soft with confusion but he managed to maintain his usual politeness. The smile on his face shifted to a half-smirk and he tilted his head slightly to the left to gaze down at the woman before him.

"At least it was you, and not another firestone sack this time." S'vel teased carefully, his tone lusty and flirtatious despite his attempts to keep it steady. The studying gaze left A'lek's eyes and S'vel looked her over closely. His eyes lingered on the hand pressed against his chest, and then to his own hand as it gripped her shoulder.

Slowly, once he was certain she would not fall, S'vel let A'lek go and pulled his hand away from her. He made no move to remove her hand from his chest. He was in the way of the other riders. If she wanted to move, A'lek would have to walk past him to do it for S'vel showed no inclination that he would sidestep out of her way as he waited for her answer.
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Red
 Posted: Apr 20 2018, 07:11 PM
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Red

Weyrling
The Big One
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Ladijath
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Had they ever been so alive?

It was to Ladijath like the rush of a feline hunt that she had never been on and yet that she knew intimately, it was like that but amplified thousandfold and tangled with her own ichor and wants and needs. She yearned to take one of them now, to curl her tail around a worthy male's, but no- no! They had not done enough yet, she wanted more!

Margoth's swift response to her call earned him a croon and a forceful coil of her mind around his, though it was soon released again. I hope you're not always as quick as you are off the mark Margoth, I'd like to linger over this, she crooned flirtatiously to the bronze but she let everyone hear her words, why would she censor herself now of all times?

She answered the soft touch of Remith's thoughts with a flicker of her own presence, a splatter of warm metal that coiled and beckoned around his mind. Come with me, come faster, come closer.

And then there was Isaroth, and for the first time during her flight Ladijath was not pleased. Ladijath was annoyed. Do you find it strange that they're eager Isaroth? she snapped testily. Are you not eager Isaroth? if you're not I'm sure I don't know why you're fekking well bothering to chase me. Keep up yourself! Give me a Step, now, all of you and give me barrel rolls with it!

As the slim green twisted into a barrel roll of her own she reached out to Zolanth in particular though still addressing the rest too to add; I want a male who can move, and who can impress me with that rather than trying to imply others can't. Just a suggestion to all of you.


Wherries and walls passed, and the mesa flew by beneath his feet until finally he reached the stairs. Barely breaking his pace Red took the steps three at a time with reckless abandon, and when he reached the corridor which led to the upper cavern's flight rooms he had to physically grab onto the wall to help him make the turn.

Find a room, find a place, and- and somebody was in his way!

"Move!" Red demanded as he charged down the hall towards S'vel at full tilt, dropping his shoulder as he ran. If the man was still in his way in a moment then it was entirely his problem if he got a high speed shoulder in the back or the chest or whatever else; this was his flight and anyone in his presence who was not pleasing him was in for a pile of shite that they did not want but that he was happy to deal out.
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Jassara
 Posted: Apr 20 2018, 07:29 PM
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Jassara

Weyrling
N/A
Apprentice Harper

Margoth
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Oh no, Ladijath, the bronze rumbled back, his mind crashing into hers as he let her feel his amusement. He didn't bother to let the other males hear his response - his words were for Ladijath and Ladijath only, just like the effort he was putting into following her commands was all for her.

I have speed and stamina, and I want nothing more than to linger with you, long and slow, for as much time as you wanted. For once Margoth didn't try to hide the heat of his thoughts and the amount of want behind them. Why would he? Instead he executed the barrel rolls, as requested, and situated himself to the diagonal right of Ladijath, as the formation she had ordered them into dictated.

By the time they reached the top of the stairs Jassara was gritting her teeth. It wasn't the exertion that was the problem - she had run this hard for a lot longer before and had done fine - it was the effort of holding back the insane lust rippling through her. The feelings and emotions Margoth was sharing with her seemed to be twining with the want she had already had for Red, and it was taking everything she had not to tackle him to the ground.

That wasn't how this was supposed to go though. She couldn't force this - he had to choose her. That invitation she'd gotten before he'd taken off from class wasn't enough - he had to pick her now, in the thick of it, or it wouldn't be right at all for either of them. Jassara barreled down the stairs at the breakneck pace Red had set, letting herself bounce off the wall once to keep herself on her feet when she would have stumbled.

Then they were in the corridor and running, and Red was shouting, and though she couldn't see over her greenrider she could see around him. She'd recognize A'lek's hair anywhere, though how the brownrider had beaten them to the flight rooms when she and Red had taken off well before A'lek was baffling to the remaining piece of Jassara's mind capable of rational thought.

Nevermind that - A'lek and whoever the shards the person standing with her was were about to get flattened, because Red had just dropped his shoulder in a clear indication of his intentions. "Move, A'lek!" she yelled, waving a hand at her friend as they hurtled towards her. Jass would very much prefer that her best friend not get squished!
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Sapphire
 Posted: Apr 20 2018, 07:36 PM
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Sapphire

Bluerider
All that Glitters
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Lishanth
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Finally, here he-!

He had just run right past her. She had been standing there waiting on the stairs in full view of the man and he hadn't even seen her! Sapphire's nostrils flared and she swept up the couple of steps that led to the hallway so that she could follow H'ren down it. He would see her, and perhaps he would choose her! Lishanth would impress Ladijath, and then it was only a matter of persuasion.

Wordless still Lishanth slipped into formation behind Margoth and started to twirl in the air, he was larger than the weyrlings in the race by far but he had experience to back him up and so his movements were deft and precise.
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Sh'mil
 Posted: Apr 20 2018, 08:05 PM
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Sh'mil

Brownrider
weyrling
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N/A
N/A

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Muninnth was a little taken aback by Ladijath's outburst towards Isaroth. What had the other brown said that had set her off like that? The brown laughed to himself as he executed the maneuvers Ladijath had asked of them and settled into position behind Lishanth. Now that he was fully grown he was probably the largest dragon in the flight, which might have been a disadvantage when chasing such a small green, but he didn't mind.

Do you want pretty words too, Ladijath, along with actions? he asked slyly, executing another barrel roll while managing to keep his position stable. Shall I tell you how your hide gleams like a green jewel in the sun, and your use of 'fekking' is perfectly sublime?
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A'lek
 Posted: Apr 20 2018, 10:49 PM
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A'lek

Weyrling
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Apprentice Harper

Isaroth
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And just like that, Isaroth's mind slammed shut to the others in the flight. There was a snarl at her response, and yellow mixed with the purple in his eyes now. He allowed himself to fall behind the others just a touch - that competitive spirit was still there, but warred with the sheer offense, the sheer irritation. First he was looked over - something he hated - and then he was snapped at. The demands she made were precisely followed, but beyond that the brown remained silent.

S'vel brought up the firestone sack almost immediately, and A'lek flushed brilliantly all the way down her neck. "I... suppose that's true." She mumbled, thoroughly flustered by his flirtations now. Zolanth must have been one of the others in the flight.

And just as Red yelled, A'lek felt hot anger slam into her from her dragon. It was good, then, that her hand remained on S'vel's chest. She hadn't been able to bring herself to go around, nor take it off of him just yet. So as Red yelled for them to move, A'lek pulled S'vel towards her, moving them both out of the way. Isaroth's lust and anger rolled hot over her, and Red earned a snarl from A'lek.

Satisfied they were out of the way, and not quite realizing how close she had pulled S'vel, she looked up at him. "Are you okay?"
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Red
 Posted: Apr 23 2018, 12:52 PM
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Red

Weyrling
The Big One
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Ladijath
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There were several tempting prospects on her tail but which of them did she desire the most? Margoth followed her well; they were close, and their riders closer, and as their minds wound together tighter and tighter that made him seem to gleam all the brighter in the sunlight. Then there was Eluth, a classmate she was fond of - the smallest male chasing her, and though he was as inexperienced as Margoth and Isaroth that made it easier for him to keep pace with her than it did them. Or perhaps she would have Muninnth, large though he was his humour and flattery caught her attention and earned him a croon and a feeling of shared amusement. Zolanth was large like Muninnth but older, his movements were as deliciously practised and slick as his voice. Remith, Sylvanath, and Lishanth had all been quite quiet in word but the more experienced blues were putting on a good show; grace and precision embodied. Isaroth and A'lek had just snarled at them, and so they were shit out of luck.

One last manoeuvre then wingmates! Ladijath laughed merrily as she corkscrewed through the air. I call this one the Ladijath! With that and a come-hither feeling to her suitors the small green turned a final loop and rocketed up towards Rukbat.

Red barrelled past A'lek and a few paces beyond her turned with a laugh, his hands turned palms upward in a rather playful manner. "What's the fuss?" he asked, his deep voice dropping lower than ever and gone husky from the desire that was flooding though his mind and surging in his veins hotter and hotter with each beat of his heart and-

There were so many choices here, all of them competing for his attention and-

Hu, so that was what finding men attractive was like. Fair enough. Nice. Anyway, interesting as that idea currently felt and no matter whatever Ladijath did, no matter how hard her mind pulled at his, urged him to follow her, he hadn't forgotten his promises.

That didn't mean he wasn't going to linger and enjoy this for just a little longer though, she hadn't made her choice yet and so nor would he. Grinning as brightly as the sun that Ladijath was racing towards Red waited by one of the doors, rolled his broad shoulders and brushed his thumb over his lower lip. This had definitely been worth waiting for, why had he ever been worried about it?
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Fl'et
 Posted: Apr 23 2018, 01:10 PM
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Fl'et

Weyrling
N/A
Apprentice Tanner

Ziketh
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Fl'et looked up from the dirt to stare in awe as a few others showed interest in the chase. Her eyes shot to Keltin as he tried to hide inside his cap. The poor bluerider looked as embarrassed as she felt, and her dragon hadn't just rushed off! Oh! Now Red and Jass were running away and A'lek after them but around the pens!

A gloved hand covered her mouth as Fl'et winced when Jassara barely make the leap over the fences. The woman recovered though and Fl'et found that the silliness of the situation almost made her laugh. Deciding quickly that none of this was a laughing matter, she blushed a deeper shade of red and went back to looking at the ground.

"Keltin! Listen to L'nal!" Fl'et squeaked, her voice an embarrassed croak, but still holding enough of a command to try to help knock the young man into his senses. Would they have to shove Keltin toward the weyr after everyone? Fl'et bit her lip and leaned into Ziketh for support.

"You won't interrupt a lesson like this will you?" Fl'et whispered to her green, frightened and embarrassed, but also slightly jealous at the display Ladijath had caused. There was certainly more than one way to get attention!

Ziketh snorted dismissively. I only desire to fly with you, the green's stiff mindvoice pressed into Fl'et and the young greenrider felt much better. Now if only this whole thing would settle down so they could return to their lesson!
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S'vel
 Posted: Apr 23 2018, 01:39 PM
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S'vel

Brownrider
Slick as Silk
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Zolanth
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Zolanth rumbled lowly. He did not take well to the demands and were he of a different mind he might have argued, but just now he wanted to win, more than he wanted to disobey. His eyes flashed violet and he rolled just as Ladijath commanded, but he didn't force the roll, he was a brown after all, not fully agile like the blues that chased. If he cared to recall S'vel's memories he would know that blues caught greens the most, but he didn't remember such things. All he knew was right now he wanted to impress the green and follow her antics high into the air!

A fine maneuver, Ladijath! Zolanth's smooth voice complimented the green as she rose, he tried to follow as best he could, his movements easy and careful. He wanted to impress Ladijath, yes, but he also wanted to reserve his strength in case she chose him!

S'vel was about to turn and face the snarling person that was barrelling down the hallway toward them but he felt A'lek pull him close and give a snarl of her own. Reacting, S'vel braced his arms against the wall, pinning A'lek and acting like a shield between her and whoever was crashing through the hall.

"Of course." S'vel answered A'lek's concern easily as the body rushed by. There was a natural confidence to his voice, made quiet and breathless due to his lust and the sudden prospect of being crushed. He was not a small man, though he was smaller than the man that carreened down the hallway like a runaway trader's cart, but he was invigorated by the flight and a good humour coursed through his veins. His arms we're stiff and strong as they braced for impact, but his attention was momentarily divided. Swiveling his head to look after the large man, S'vel's yelled after him, connected as he was to Zolanth there was no doubt, this was the greenrider!

"You're what the fuss is all about!" A laugh joined the lusty overtones to S'vel's reply to Red and he turned to see the greenrider better. Though he adjusted himself, S'vel did not shift from the safety of the wall in case there were other purserus. Once his playful reply to the greenrider had been voiced, Svel looked down at A'lek. Their closeness caused the easy smirk to momentarily leave his face. Right, S'vel's brain tried to catch up to the hallway and not be taken to the air by Zolanth's strong wings. A'lek had asked him a question. He should answer.

"Yes." Was the short answer S'vel offered the young woman. His voice came out only in a whisper, as if speaking was more trouble than it was worth in this moment, but he couldn't disregard all politeness just because this was a flight. He cleared his throat, trying to find his voice.

"Are you?" There was a genuine concern that softened the age lines on S'vels eyes as he looked at A'lek, his arms were still bracing the wall to protect her if they were to be flatened by other late joiners to the rooms.
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Jassara
 Posted: Apr 23 2018, 02:31 PM
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Jassara

Weyrling
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Apprentice Harper

Margoth
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Margoth didn’t lose time executing the loop that the smaller and more lithe Ladijath added to her display. For her it was a way to show off and entice the males - for him, when she wasn’t watching, it would have been a way to waste energy. Instead he shot straight up after her, extending his wings to get the most altitude out of each stroke. You have truly put us through our paces, Margoth said, affection for the green menace ahead of them coloring his voice. He hoped that he had proven worthy of her, for he had tried and felt proud of his own performance.

A’lek, snarling at Red? Red had seemed amused by it - that insanely deep, rough tone made Jass shiver in anticipation - but she was not. For a split second she considered slowing down and telling A’lek to knock it off. Doing that would mean she lost ground in her chase, something she wasn’t willing to do. Instead she gave the brown weyrling and the man next to her a hard stare and kept going.

Then, happily, they had made it to the flight rooms. Merciful, beautful flight rooms! Jass skidded to a careful stop as Red took up his post outside one of the flight room doors. Much to her chagrin, however, he didn’t open the door and beckon one fo them - her - in with him. He seemed more than content to draw this out, and Jass had to grit her teeth and take a few steps back in response to it. She hated waiting, had nearly been driven to distraction by it, and now they finally didn’t have to, and he was going to draw it out anyway!

When she was in a right frame of mind to do so she would call him out for it. Teasingly, of course, the rational part of her mind interjected. Yes, that was much better - she would tease him about it later.

Instead of looking at Red she focused her eyes on the stone just to his right. It was easier to think when she wasn’t looking at him, shells and shards wasn’t watching him run a finger over his lower lip, and now that the chase was over and they were merely waiting for a victor to be announced she took a second to tally up her injuries.

Her hip, shoulder, and chin were throbbing - there would be bruises for sure. When she brushed a hand against her shoulder she found a curious rip in the cloth. Jass looked down at her shoulder, saw tiny beads of red welling up from a scrape, and shrugged it off. Skin had been scraped of her hands as well, some of it replaced by splinters, but none of it mattered. In fact, all of it had been worth it.

Or would be. Soon. Maybe. Jassara glanced around at the other riders that had gathered, glanced at a Red who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself and all the attention. What if he decided he wanted one of them instead? In the thick of this, this...take over, it would be easy to grab the first person who captured your attention and damn the rest. Could she even blame him if he did? It was Ladijath’s first flight and thank Faranth he looked like he was enjoying it instead of feeling like prey so maybe he wouldn’t want -

No. That was not a good line of thinking. Jass closed her eyes, grabbed for her usual confidence, and let Margoth’s emotions roll through her again. The sheer intensity of his feelings kept a kernel of doubt from growing larger, kept her focused on what was going on in that moment. They had one goal - to catch the beautiful being in front of them. And they could, they would.

Both of them were confident in their success. Mostly. After all, hadn’t everything worked out the way she’d wanted it to so far?
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