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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 8:33 am
It was just about the end of another very long day. They could have stayed longer at the springs, but Kannaroth had said something imprudent about the size of a bronze's belly and on balance he had felt it better to give up the extra relaxation time. After all, if they'd stayed more than a few minutes longer the chubby dragon and his chubby rider might have come up with something resembling a cutting retort... Well, resembling in the same way whers resembled dragons anyway. Still, it was quite nice to be back inside the dorm, it was private, safe, comfortable.
"I think we should have stayed," Kannaroth commented as she stepped up onto her bed and stretched out comfortably. "I had plenty more to say to those two overfed, over-proud, and decidedly under-brained braggarts. Still," she stretched out her wings and flapped them a few times, "I suppose it was getting chilly."
"Mmm," Y'kar said aloud as he hung his wet towel and shorts up in front of one of the hearths, "I'm sure you did, and it was," he went on privately. "If we'd left it much later the walk back would have been nasty."
"I suppose so," the young green replied, folding her wings back by her sides. "Made them look like real fools, too," she went on with a grin. "Fancy a bronze and his rider lost for a retort to some silly little dragonet! I do hope their friends tease them mercilessly. If they have any friends that is," she added nastily.
Y'kar laughed and came to sit beside his lifemate. "Stranger things have happened," he pointed out. When Kannaroth scoffed he started rubbing her eyeridges, which diffused her scorn somewhat.
"Mmmmmm, nice..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 9:14 am
I didn't mean to do that, Roseth said for the sixth time since they left the kitchen.
"I know, Rose," Jasrai replied for the sixth time. "I'm not angry at you."
Everyone else is.
"And that's something new?" Jasrai asked as she began to unbutton her soiled overtunic.
Very true. We are truly persecuted.
"Good word," Jasrai remarked.
Thank you!
Jasrai was halfway out of her overtunic by the time she wandered into the weyrling dormitory with Roseth at her side. Roseth's curiosity about her human's chores in the kitchen had ended unfortunately. She had put her foreclaws on the table where Jasrai was beating eggs and tried to pull herself onto the surface. She couldn't quite manage it, and so she beat her wings to help her balance and in the end she sprawled across the table, knocking everything else off of it. Jasrai was covered in the makings of dinner. Once more, she was dismissed from the kitchen. She didn't know why they kept assigning her there. Because she was female, she supposed.
She flung her overtunic into a heap of laundry-to-be-done that lived under her cot with a careless flick of her wrist and set about checking to make sure nothing had gotten through that outer layer of clothing. She usually wore several layers, so it wasn't as though she was clad in anything indecent. She still wore a long-sleeved top and beneath that a sleeveless-camisole and the necessary female foundation. People always told her it was silly to hide herself with so much clothing, and asked if she wasn't hot in all those layers, but Jasrai felt it was worth it. And she was rarely hot. Mostly she was cold. Which is why her next move was to kneel dangerously close to the hearth.
Roseth cast a disparaging look at her human, who had to be the oddest human in existence, and then turned her attention to her clutchmate. We didn't mean to ignore you. There was an accident in the kitchen and Jasrai and I were asked to leave. You're wet.
Her dragon reminded her that she had failed to greet Kannaroth's bond and Jasrai spoke without turning away from the warm brazier, "Hello, Y'kar. How's your day been?"
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Princess_Feylin Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 9:34 am
"Oh dear," Kannaroth raised her head from her lifemate's lap, grinning slightly at her sister. "Did it by any chance involve inconvenience for idiots? If so, I'm sorry I missed it. We were out at the springs," she went on, "I was trying to relax but some full of himself bronze wanted my spot because apparently it's his usual spot." The small green snorted derisively. "Anyway, I told him that I was shocked he managed to enter the lake at all without causing so much displacement that he flooded the Weyrbowl. When he looked mystified, I told him I'd just said he was very fat. He and his rider got cross, Y'kar and I left. All in all it was quite good fun even if we did have to leave before I was really ready to."
Y'kar smiled slightly as Kannaroth passed on what Roseth had said to her, and snorted in amusement as she eloquently related their own escapade to the larger green. "It's been alright," he said eventually with a shrug. "Average chores, average insults, though I must say above average silent indignant rage from more than one party. Kannaroth's really been on a roll with the cutting wit today, I think she must have left at least five dragons who annoyed her lost for words. I of course was embarrassed, horrified, and very apologetic." He grinned at Jasrai, having been comfortable enough with her to drop the innocent, slightly ineffectual boy out of his depth act for a while now. "I even told the bronze rider at the lake that his dragon really wasn't that fat at all, chubby at the very most. Funnily, that didn't make him feel any better."
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 10:47 am
Roseth showed teeth as she returned her sister's grin. It did. There was a great deal of commotion and inconvenience all around. However, there may be slightly less for our bonds to eat at dinner.
Now that Kannaroth mentioned that her mistake could actually be construed as an inconvenience for idiots, Roseth was far more pleased with herself and inclined to take credit for knocking everything over. Besides which, it had the positive effect of getting Jasrai out of the kitchens, where she wasn't happy anyway. She had unconsciously served her rider a good turn and everyone else an ill turn. She liked that thought much more than the thought that she had simply been careless and made a mess.
Bronzes can be very stupid, Roseth agreed. But sometimes it's not a person's fault that they're heavy. I mean, Nellath isn't exactly svelte.
In the back of her mind, Roseth was thinking of Jasrai and how she considered herself fat. Roseth watched Jasrai constantly. It was one of her favorite activities. She had never noticed that Jasrai indulged particularly in lazy behavior, or worked any less hard at drills than the other weyrlings. True, she wasn't as fit as they, but she worked herself nearly past the point of endurance to keep up. And when it came to food, Roseth knew for a fact that Jasrai ate only half portions, and sometimes skipped meals entirely, though she never expected Roseth to do the same.
If you hadn't left when you did, you might not have gotten to see me, though, Roseth pointed out. So it worked out well in the end.
"Good for her," Jasrai said, glancing over at Kannaroth. Jasrai didn't tend to listen in on her dragon's conversations or ask about them unless Roseth specifically volunteered the information, but that didn't mean she couldn't. She just preferred to grant her dragon a little privacy, mentally. Roseth did the same for her. It was one of the few ways in which the young green demonstrated any sort of concern for how others might interpret her deeds.
"I wish I had been there to see that. It's so fun to watch you play that game." Yes. She had a malicious streak, but mostly she tended to keep her remarks to herself. Women who spoke out of turn weren't exactly appreciated at the Weyr. Particularly when they were maligning the higher-ups. The lack of regard for authority, Jasrai assumed, came from the time spent with her grandfather.
"Just you wait, Y'kar. Someday fashions will change and it will be considered attractive to carry an extra stone or two about the tum." She had gone back to nearly singeing herself at the hearth, and so he probably couldn't see her smirk, but her voice was expressive enough to convey that she was joking.
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Princess_Feylin Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 12:50 pm
"Well, for ladies of the higher classes it already is," Y'kar chuckled, "proves you can afford to eat well and not do a whole lot... Of course I stay skinny now matter what I do," he snorted, "wouldn't mind a bit of muscle. I guess that might come with time though." Jasrai herself was certainly of the chunkier persuasion, not fat but certainly cuddly. More attractive than girls with nothing to them at all, certainly more attractive than ones with muscles the size of... he searched for a simile but only came up with 'big muscles', but his own preference was for a slightly slimmer build. Possibly because it would mean the girl was less likely to be able to overpower him, or just hold him still by sitting one him. When it came to men - no. He stopped that thought where it was and hurried to find something else to think about.
"Maybe we should head to the spring together tomorrow," he suggested with a smirk, "never know what fun there is to be had out there. If nothing else, the exercise is good for Kannaroth, she needs all the endurance building she can get." Skinny little thing that she was, both he and his lifemate were hoping that she'd be nippy in the air. Lacking any kind of physical prowess when both of her clutchmates were so excellent would be an embarrassment for her.
"Nellath is heavy," Kannaroth agreed, "but that's because she is very strong. The bronze was heavy because he is very lazy... and strong," she allowed grudgingly, "strong, but also lazy. I've seen him fly, he's so horribly sloppy. Watching him land is like watching a wherry." Mmm, wherry. She could go for one of those. "Since we know that there could be a problem with dinner," Kannaroth went on thoughtfully, "we should make sure Ours and Nellath's go early. if they are among the first, the lack should affect them less, and when the rush comes they could sneak up to get seconds."
Some would say that taking more than their share was wrong. Kannaroth would tell such people to shove it, although probably in rather more elegant language. If Hers wanted something, he should just take it, or get her to take it for him if that would be easier. Kannaroth was only few sevendays old but she already had a small stash of things that she had redistributed from the possession of others to the possession of herself. Not all in the same place of course, that would be silly, but scattered here and there were trinkets, baubles, and the odd mark. She and Hers were far more worthy than the previous owners after all.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 3:48 pm
"I wouldn't know. The only ladies of the higher classes I've been exposed to are those who were looking down their noses at me during the hatching, and whatever high-bred candidates are around. At least I can ignore them now." Since weyrlings still had to jump when a full rider issued orders. Jasrai really didn't like that too much, and Roseth liked it even less.
"I'd love to go to the spring sometime. It's probably my favorite place in the Weyr. It's warm, there's water...If only there weren't so many other people it would be perfect." She cast a grin over her shoulder. She didn't include Y'kar in the group of People To Avoid. He was too amusing for her to really want to avoid him. Jasrai appreciated people who amused her by being clever, rather than by being imbeciles, though she could derive amusement from either sort.
Roseth laughed mentally. I don't think he's one of the important bronzes, then. The important bronzes don't tend to be sloppy. He probably deserved to have his flaws pointed out.
The light green dragonet repeated Kannaroth's suggestion to Jasrai, who wrinkled her nose. The idea of eating was vaguely repugnant. Especially since she'd just had part of the preparations for what they'd be eating spilled down her front. But it might afford her an opportunity to attempt to socialize. That would be good, she supposed. She knew for a fact that she didn't do well with total solitude.
How are you going to have total solitude with me around? Roseth demanded.
You know what I mean. Human contact is good, too.
Roseth's response was a derisive snort, which she explained to Kannaroth: My human is being foolish. We will make sure that our humans go to dinner early. Even if they don't think they want to eat.
"Ah...speaking of bulking up and that sort of thing," Jasrai segued a bit awkwardly, "I'm reminded that there may be a slight shortage of vegetables at dinner tonight, as well as sauce for the meat. The dragons seem to be of the opinion that we ought to go early to make sure we are properly fed."
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Princess_Feylin Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 9:04 am
"Humans," Kannaroth's eyes flared blue through green, her equivalent of an amused eye-roll, "even the clever ones can be rather stupid at times. No though, he wasn't anyone important, no rank other than wingrider... Of course he thought he was very important, probably would have given me a good telling off if we hadn't left before he finished spluttering." She hoped he forgot the incident before she next ran into him; getting a mental kick from an adult dragon was no fun at all.
"Ah," Y'kar grinned, "that would be the kitchen disaster, would it? Getting in early sounds like a good idea then, I'm starving already." He'd eaten a decent lunch but Y'kar was a teenaged boy, for which 'perpetually hungry' was practically a synonym. "It is nice not being right on the bottom of the heap anymore," he went on with a nasty smirk. "Candidates can feel whatever they like about us, can mutter they're glad they didn't get 'stuck' with one of the trio, but they can't tell us to bugger off if we want their help with something. Within reason, of course." Y'kar was fairly good at stretching reason. With tasks he knew other people would mind he'd happily struggle alone no matter how much there was to do but when it came to annoying things like gutting and chopping a wherry, so help any idiot candidates he laid eyes on. Especially the ones who had rattled on about how they were going to Impress metallic dragons, the superior deadglows.
"You were one of them once, you told me so," Kannaroth pointed out smugly.
"Superior I'll give you," Y'kar replied, "but never a deadglow! Besides, I came to my senses, didn't I?"
The green grinned internally. "Apparently so."
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 1:16 pm
Bronzes always think they're important, Roseth said sagely. I think it's because others humor them. We could be important, if we could just convince everyone else that we are. Certainly we're excellent enough to warrant importance. Jasrai says we already have infamy.
Roseth wasn't entirely sure she remembered what infamy meant, but she remembered partially that it had to do with people recognizing her, and that was fine. She was someone who ought to be recognized. She was a superlative dragon. Superlative was a word she liked a great deal, once Jasrai explained it to her. She liked that her human knew so many words. It made her very good at describing how wonderful she, Roseth, was.
"It would," Jasrai agreed. "Not that there's going to be that much of a shortage. Roseth exaggerates a bit."
She should probably have taken the time to try to rinse out the worst of the staining from the overtunic before she threw it onto the heap of laundry under her cot, but it was too late for that by now. She'd just have to hope the laundry had something clever and handy for removing stains. They were pretty good at removing blood from clothing, though that seemed like a necessary skill for those who dealt with dragonriders' laundry. Jasrai had done more than her share of that as a candidate. She still did more of it than she would like as a weyrling.
"I can't quite bring myself to make the candidates useful as you do, though I've not heard any of them maligning our dragons. Except the usual malarky about females stealing fighting dragons from male candidates." She rolled her eyes. She was getting very sick of hearing that line. "But maybe I ought to. It would make my life easier."
I will not be touched by lesser humans than my own, Roseth interjected. Nor will I have my food touched by them. You are the one I chose, and you are the only one I want to tend me.
Even if it meant having people basically doing you homage? Jasrai asked, and then had to explain the concept of homage.
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Princess_Feylin Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 5:29 am
"Infamy. Yes." Kannaroth grinned. "Infamy will do for now, awe will have to come later, once we're old enough to really start proving ourselves. We'll have to overcome the prejudice not only against us as individuals, but the prejudice against our colour too. We can do it though, no question of that." With her brains and the exceptional strength her sisters possessed it wouldn't take too long... She did hope she turned out to be good at something physical though. Being brainy was all very well, but physical prowess was a lot easier to display, easier too for the small-minded majority to understand. Me big dragon. Me fly good. You bow down now.
"Yea Jasrai, how dare you embarrass all those boys by being worthy of Roseth? Shame on you." If Y'kar's sarcasm had been any thicker, you could have cut it with a knife. He was glad now that he'd always skirted around giving his opinion of girls on fighting dragons, it left him free to support Jasrai without the embarrassment of having to change his tune. Of course he could just have told her it had only been for appearances, but it would still have made for a rockier start between them if he had previously said he disapproved.
"Imagine how annoyed everyone will be when the three of us turn out to be great riders," he went on, leaning more comfortably back against Kannaroth. "Not only do the dragons from that pathetic little clutch turn out to be incredible, one of them is ridden by a woman! The world is on its head, and everyone ends up far too embarrassed by the situation to acknowledge our prowess." A pessimistic view perhaps, but probably a realistic one. Everybody wanted them to fail and if they failed to meet expectations, the would would just pretend they had failed and ignore the inconvenient truth. People were pretty good at ignoring the truth when they didn't like it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 9:36 am
Roseth would have wrinkled her nose in distaste if she'd been human. As it was, she managed to convey that she wasn't impressed with Kannaroth's idea of waiting until they were older to prove themselves even before she said anything to that effect. Though she did feel, naturally, that it was imperative that she state her opinion on the matter.
I don't see why we should have to wait. We can be superlative now and later, so that people will be forced to accept that we're just as good as everyone else. If we do well in our lessons, and then we do even better in practice, they won't have any choice. It didn't occur to her - because it wouldn't - that if they actually held themselves back in lessons but practiced on their own time so that when the time was right they could reveal themselves to be exemplary it might be more effective. She was too fond of the idea of showing off, really, to have any interest in holding herself back.
Besides, she added as she climbed onto Jasrai's cot and curled up with her tail covering her nose, that's longer that we'll have to put up with the others' derision, and personally I'm tired of it now.
Jasrai, finally content that she was warm again, sat back on her heels and then turned so that she presented her back to the hearth and looked at Y'kar. She was giggling. Although she was the oldest of the weyrlings from the last clutch, she had no interest in taking on a motherly role in their trio, and so she felt there was no danger in her occasionally letting down her guard to giggle at something like what Y'kar said.
"I know," she replied when the giggles subsided. "Roseth and I emasculated the majority of the young men in the Weyr. I, for one, am positively ashamed of my behavior."
She cocked her head to one side as something occurred to her: "Actually, I'm not quite sure what they're complaining about. When Roseth's old enough to rise in a mating flight, it's got to be more agreeable for them to find a female in their furs the next morning."
She scowled at Y'kar's prediction because her own pessimistic inclinations told her he was probably correct in his assessment of the situation. "Maybe I'll figure out something spectacular to do to save all of Pern in a very public manner. Roseth would like that. Except I'd probably be given the 'option' of retiring to one of those nice, tropic Weyrs as a reward and everyone here would work very hard to see that the story starred a heroic bronzerider or something." And then Jasrai shrugged. There wasn't much she could do to change what others thought, said, and did.
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Princess_Feylin Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 10:35 am
"Mmm, well being excellent in lessons is one thing, but it's not very..." Kannaroth paused to decide what it was she was actually thinking; her mind had the concept but her tongue had not yet caught up. "Public," she went on eventually, "only the weyrlingmaster sees us... For now. when we start flight training we'll be more out in the open. All of us must work extra hard at building our wing muscles up... Though I will need to work at it the most," she admitted reluctantly. "You and Nellath are very strong already." She'd just have to keep slogging away at the springs every chance she got, put what muscle on her skinny frame she could. She couldn't alter the build she had been born with, but she could do her very best to make it the best it could be.
"Well, apparently that hasn't occurred to anyone," Y'kar snorted, "that or more men around here like other men than will admit it." Him for one!... But that wasn't something he was ready to discuss. Dragons knew of course, but by and large they saw no need to discuss it so his secret was fairly safe. "I can imagine that happening," he continued, shaking off any lingering thoughts about which riders he wouldn't mind waking up with, "whichever bronze rider was closest would be given most of the credit and you would be applauded for bravely assisting him. Possibly by cheering him on from the sidelines or something of the kind. Couldn't imagine a female rider of one of those greens being the heroine of the candlemark... I suppose when we three do come to save the world we'll have to make sure we're the only riders on the continent or something." Even then Jasrai would probably get sold short... or people would try to sell her short. A'li, he, and their dragons wouldn't allow it though. Roseth, walking ego that she was, certainly wouldn't.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 9:02 am
Roseth couldn't really deny that Kannaroth was correct. Lessons weren't particularly public. But doesn't the weyrlingmaster make recommendations for what we'll do when we're not in classes anymore?
The light green dragon studied her foreclaws. Jasrai was always amused that they weren't all the same shade of green, though Roseth didn't see what was so amusing about that. Jasrai couldn't explain it, either. Humans could be very frustrating sometimes.
Nellath is strong, Roseth agreed. But I don't want my muscles to get large and bulky like a wher's. Not that I want to be fat and lazy like a gold, but...I don't know. Maybe you'll be fast because you're slighter.
It was probably the closest Roseth would ever get to acknowledging that she might not be destined to be the fastest of the trio. That didn't mean she couldn't be the best flier. There was more to flying than speed, after all. She'd watched some of the older dragons when they weren't training, and some of what they did looked like it might be fun, with the rolls and other tricks. Maybe she could do that. She didn't mention it to Kannroth, though, because she didn't want anyone else to come up with the idea and try to best her at it. The best kind of competition was one in which there were no other contenders.
"Maybe," Jasrai. She didn't much look forward to Roseth's flights. She knew what she looked like, and she figured no one would be too pleased to wake up with her in the morning, even if she was female. Better a fit, attractive male than a fat female, probably.
"I'm sure most of the credit would go to you and A'li anyway," Jasrai said without rancor. Her dragon may have been out to change the world, but Jasrai wasn't really interested. She knew her limitations, and forcing an entire Weyr to change its mindset did not lie within her abilities.
Could there be food sometime? Roseth asked Y'kar, deciding to ignore the Weyr's conventions. It was stupid that dragons only talked to humans through their riders. Not that she would talk to just anyone, but Y'kar was Kannaroth's, and that made him all right. I haven't eaten in hours.
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Princess_Feylin Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 12, 2009 1:22 pm
"A good point," Kannaroth agreed with a nod, "impressing him is still very important. Not that any of us have a problem doing that." They were better than most, there was just no denying it. "I'm hoping for speed and agility," the small green went on, inspecting her skinny form from shoulders to tail-tip with a slow turn of her head. "It seems unlikely I'll ever grow big enough to be enduring or strong. A third of a Threadfall will do for me, but I think you and Nellath will last a half with ease."
A shame. She would like to be in their air with her sisters all the time... but of course there was no guarantee they'd even be in the same wing. Maybe they would be split up deliberately, it certainly wouldn't shock her if they were. They were looked down on, disliked merely for being born. The weyrleader would part them merely out of spite.
"Probably," Y'kar agreed with a nod to Jasrai, seeing no reason to deny it, "but we'll know the truth..." As Roseth spoke, he paused to take in her words carefully; it was an interesting experience, being spoken to by another dragon. Roseth's voice was very different to Kannaroth's, in tone and in... well, feel he supposed, the latter was probably because Kannaroth was his lifemate and he could feel her at the same time as hearing her. It was like speaking, yourself; you heard the words, and you felt the vibration of your throat, too.
"Food," he said aloud after a moment, "are you hungry Kannaroth?"
"Humm...? Oh, I suppose I am," the dragonet said thoughtfully, "I hadn't noticed until now."
This was often the case; she got so wrapped up in thinking about things that she forgot about minor details like eating and sleeping. Y'kar smiled slightly and stroked her eyeridges. "Right, two hungry dragons, I suppose that means we'd better head to the kitchen and procure some meat for them." Jasrai would probably not be a popular sight so soon after causing an upset, but no matter how cross everyone was they couldn't deny the demands of hungry dragonets.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 7:11 am
Roseth's gaze followed Kannaroth's. In her most private thoughts she compared herself to her sister and came to the conclusion that she was physically superior, and that Kannaroth, at least, would never be her rival in flight. Not that she could easily imagine herself deliberately opposing either of her clutchmates - they had enough opposition from everyone else - but she liked to have standards by which to measure herself.
If you can't last a fully half, neither will we. When you stop, we will stop, Roseth declared. Though she fully intended to be the last one to rest, even if it meant she fell out of the sky from exhaustion trying to outlast Nellath. Then she said brightly, pleased with herself for the idea: Or maybe we can each cover a third of the fall. That way no one will notice if one of us tires more quickly.
Roseth looked at Jasrai, wondering if her rider had noticed that she'd taken a hand in determining their next activity. Would Jasrai be angry that she had 'spoken to Y'kar without asking first? She didn't think she would be. After all, she could share in her human's memories, and she knew that Jasrai had a fondness for pushing the rules just to see how far she could go. Roseth quickly convinced herself that her cause in bending the rules was noble and above reproach.
"Thanks. But don't worry about it. With any luck we won't be in a position to save Pern with all other dragons somehow incapacitated." That would be a horrible situation. She really didn't even want to speculate. She knew the histories of plagues that struck both human and dragon populations, and they always left her anxious for days after hearing them.
Her attention attracted by Roseth's speculative regard, Jasrai glanced at her dragon. She hadn't been listening to the dragons' conversation, but it wasn't difficult to find out what Roseth had done. She just didn't know how to deal with it.
"Um. I'm not sure if I should apologize for Roseth," she said, earning an annoyed expression from her dragon. "I'll ask her not to do that again, if you like."
Flicking her tail dismissively, Roseth trotted to the door and looked back at Jasrai and the others expectantly. There was no need to make a fuss over this.
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Princess_Feylin Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 9:18 am
Kannaroth smiled and dipped her head slightly to her sister. "Thank you. I suppose we will have to see how they organize us when we join a wing... but if the leaders would like you to fly a half, don't let my hold you back. I wouldn't have them say you and Nellath were lazy on my account." That the gesture had been made was enough to make her feel better about the idea of not being able to match their endurance. It would be better if she could, but she couldn't help that, and if she asked it of them they would hold back for her.
"No, don't worry," Y'kar shook his head and gave Jasrai a smile. "It wasn't uncomfortable just... different to Kannaroth's voice. So far as I see it, we're all tight knit enough for anyone who feels like it to speak to anyone else." Would Kannaroth now take it upon herself to communicate with the other two riders? He wasn't sure, and gentle probing revealed that she wasn't sure herself. Well, there was no pressure, she could if she wanted, but she didn't have to.
"Should we go now then?" Kannaroth directed the question to her sister rather than either of the humans and shifted into a slightly more upright lounge. If she and Roseth were both ready to do, Jasrai and Y'kar could come to; the dragon decides, and the rider complies after all! That was how it ought to go, the decisions were hers, and Y'kar could just deal with them.
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