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 Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 6:23 am
The chill of between vanished as abruptly as ever, and for a little while the air or High Reaches seemed almost warm. This feeling didn't last too long however and L'thor urged his lifemate to swoop down into the shelter of the caldera as he adjusted his grip on his bag. All in all it had been an extremely productive trip; he'd got himself a couple of new shirts, a lovely new hairbrush, and of course the most important thing, the thing he hadn't set out to buy at all.
This special thing was the reason why the two firelizards who had accompanied him (Rust and River; Dusk have been asleep, and Dancer was hanging around with a baker apprentice who was miserable after being dumped) were curled up inside his bag rather than flying around him or hanging onto him. As the alighted on the ledge of their weyr, L'thor opened the bag's flap and called Rust out. "Veyes," he offered the brown an accompanying image, "go and find Veyes. Try the dining hall," he pictured it, "should be about lunctime for candidates."
The bright firelizard acknowledged him with a brighter whirl of blue in his eyes, and then vanished. Nodding to himself L'thor freed himself from the riding straps and hopped to the ground, moving quickly over the the basket which contained the sleeping Dusk. "Come on you," he nudged the deeply-coloured flitt's mind, "budge up, and you, River, hop in there." Once both flitts were sitting in the basket looking at him, L'thor took the carefully wrapped package out of his bag and settled it between them. "Keep it nice and warm," he instructed as he moved back to the ledge, "I'm going to find Veyes." So saying, he climbed fluidly onto Raith's back, and the pair lofted into the air once more. This was going to be great!
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 7:04 am
Wiping the sweat off his brow, Veyes dragged the shovel behind him as he started to slowly make his way back to the main Weyr. That was one thing about High Reaches, it seemed like he always had a change of pace in duties. This time he had been shoving sand into unused weyrs in preparation for future occupants. And since he couldn't just get up to each one on his own, various riders dropped him off and took him down during the afternoon. It was sort of fun in a way because he got to see how different dragons handled flight even if so briefly.
As he dropped the shovel off into the rack, he stretched out and let his back pop into place. Then, wandered off to the lunchroom. Finally...real food! And it wasn't the burnt food of Ista, but a real roast with gravy and mashed taters and also veggies. Plus, whole grain rolls that he couldn't help but snag two of. The real treat was the slice of cheese that he tucked into the buttery roll. Of course, this food high was shortened when he noticed a flit hanging over his shoulder then landing to peer at what he was doing. "Hey Rust. Whatcha up to? Hungry?" he snickered knowing that everyone of L'thor's flits were mooches.
He scritched the flit's body then pulled up a strand of the roast to hang before the lucky flit's face. "Want a piece?" His smile broadened a he saw the small eyes focus in on the warm meat. He let the creature snap it up before digging in. "Mmmm...."
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:19 am
Rust accepted the treat cheerfully, and sent L'thor images of what was happening; food time! Nice food! There were lots of strangers around though, so once he'd gulped down his piece of meat he climed carefully down into Veyes' lap and tried to be inconspicious.
It didn't take L'thor very long to make his way to the dining hall, and when he entered the room he waved to Veyes in greeting before heading over to collect a mug of klah and a redfruit for himself; didn't want to be just sitting around while the lad ate.
"So," L'thor cast himself casually down on the bench beside Veyes and took a sip of his drink, "how are you doing today? I see Rust found you okay." He was glad that the brown had got used to his friend again quite quickly after coming up from Ista at last. Couldn't be nice to be forgotten about.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:49 am
Veyes pressed himself back into his seat more as Rust scooted down into his lap. He had to smile because it was rather nice to have the attention from the flit especially after a long day. He started to dig back into his meal figuring either L'thor would find him or he just got mooched on by Rust.
At least, the meal was nice and hot as it slide down his throat. And now his lap was getting much warmer too. He was really thankful that most of his days were pretty much normal ones now. Rather than filled with the insanity of his previous life of Ista Weyr. While in the midst of this reverie he heard a noise then looked up to see L'thor scooting in on a chair.
"Oh hey!." he smiled as he took another bite of his lunch, "I'm doing ok. Just go through another weyr sanding job. Feel a little sore but you know the drill. Shovel in...Sand out..." He laughed as he sat there and then continued, "Oh and Rust..." he looked down at his lap, "...had a small treat of meat but I think he's napping now. How's you and the rest of your crew, L'thor?
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 7:24 am
"Yes!" L'thor grinned at the youth and took a bite of his redfruit. "He told me all about the lovley treat," he went on once he'd finished his mouthful, "he was very grateful. The rest of us are doing fine, just arrived back from High Telgar, we were doing some shopping."
At this point L'those paused for more redfruit and klah, but soon he set his cup down and grinned at Veyes. "Now, I know it isn't your name day for a little while yet, but I found the perfect present for you, so you shall have to put up with getting it early! Once we're done eating I'll take you up to my weyr and give it to you. I think you're going to be pleased!"
Rust raised his head slightly at this point, and gave a rare croon to show his agreement. The boy would be very happy with it indeed!
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 6:37 pm
"Oh good! I think I baby your boys as much as you do when they hang out with me." He laughed and then took a bite of mashed potatoes before speaking again, "Shopping? Lucky! Man, I've not been shopping in ages it seems. Last time was at that Gather you and I went to where I got the leather." It had been such a fun event overall even though his time at Ista had been always surrounded with turmoil.
"A gift??" asked Veyes curiously as he hadn't been expecting L'thor to say anything like that! He looked down at his plate and gauged how much time it would take him to eat but then realized L'thor still needed to eat so going any faster really would be pointless even though his insides felt all giddy about a future surprise. Maybe it was more Leather! Or...a new needle? Or maybe...a Marble! That would be great! He hadn't had any opportunities to get a new one for his collection in ages!
" Awh you shouldn't have L'thor. You and Raith have done so many nice things for me already. Can't even imagine what you might have found for me at High Telgar but I hope you didn't pay too much. I could guess on a few things but with you it could be Anything!" he smirked then pushed his bread roll into the gravy before taking another bite. His brow arched just a bit when he noticed Rust agreeing from his lap. What did L'thor have planned???
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 5:28 am
"Oh, don't worry about that," L'thor grinned and sipped again at his klah before taking a bite of his redfruit. "We got a good deal," he went on, "a little cash, and transport to and from Ista Hold; the trader was pretty sure his goods would sell well down there, and plus he just wants to go there to see what it's like in a place with decent weather." Chuckling, L'thor consumed a little more of his fruit, keeping his lively grey eyes fixed on Veyes. "So it's an excuse for me to visit and a great price on your present, and he gets the opportunity of a lifetime for somebody who doesn't have a dragon, or a pal with a dragon."
He really did with to see Veyes' reaction, so the lean rider set about munching on his redfruit and was soon licking the last of the juice from his fingers, and sipping at his klah again. "I'm ready when you are," he told Veyes, "this isn't too hot so I can just down it when you're finished."
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 10:21 am
He listened to what L'thor went through to get the gift in question and in the process realized that the man was really watching him. What was it?! Must have been some thing...different but for the life of him, Veyes couldn't even begin to guess what that was! "Sounds like the trader is getting a great deal." he saild before taking a quick bites of what was left in his bowl while trying to avoid getting gravy all over himself.
In fact, Veyes practically gobbled in the last bit of his meal because he was getting way too excited but he didn't want to waste anything even though it had been tempting to just set it all aside. As he slurped in the last bite, he gurled between his teeth, "Mmm..mrph...READY!" and with that he picked up Rust as he hopped out of his chair. Then, he grabbed up his dirty plate with his free hand and tossed it in to the bin for cleaning. "Ok. Now I am ready!"
If given opportunity, he might have raced outside and looked around for Raith but instead he waited for L'thor to down the Klah. However, there was a bit of bounce to his step, as if he could bolt down the hall out to the bowl in a flash if given the opportunity. "I bet its a Marble!" he finally exclaimed with a bigger grin! Veyes knew traders often had good small trinkets like that and he had been wanting a new one to add to his collection, which seemed more like a stash now because he hadn't been able to gather new ones in the past year.
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 5:09 am
L'thor chuckled as Veyes made his bet and lifted his head to regard the glorious green taking off from a sunning ledge and heading their way. Truly, there had never been a more beautiful dragon. "Nearly the right shape," he commented as the sleek dragon alighted beside them, "but you'll soon see!" Grinning, the lean rider hopped gracefully onto his lifemate's back, and waited for Veyes to be secure behind him before nudging the green to take off.
Though Raith made her way up to their ledge in a leisurely fasion (she was half alseep from dozing in the sun) it wasn't long before L'thor was climbing back to the ground and heading inside his weyr. "Over here," he beconed Veyes towards the basket which now contained all of his flitts; Rust must have popped back up here just as they were taking off. Still, if anything the four firelizards curled around it only made the little egg stand out more. "There you are," L'thor beamed at Veyes as he indicated the purple-shelled egg, "your name day gift; I do hope you like it!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 8:21 am
"Nearly the right shape??" Veyes muttered back utterly confused by the man's comment. What could possibly be 'nearly the right shape? Was it a round shell....maybe a rock? Maybe it was a jar of something? Wait...what would L'thor think he would like that came in a jar? Jam?? Oh that might be nice. But still, L'thor seemed really excited too.
These thoughts caused the boy to drift off for a moment in perplexed notions as he automatically popped into place behind L'thor while his fingers secured himself in. He had done this so many times before it came like second nature and soon his arms were about L'thor's waist as they flew up to the weyr. He didn't really notice the more leisurely fight because the small gears in his brain were spinning for an answer. "Ok, I'm stumped!" he finally said as they landed in the weyr above.
He slide of Raith quickly with a small pat to her side thanking her for the ride. His face had this quirky look of questions plastered all over it as he followed L'thor's gesture and approached the basket.
Veyes could see the flit tails and then then the small bodies all curled up cozy. "Your boys look....." then he stopped and looked again. "There's an....EGG!" He gasped out in a breath that might have turned into a squeeing cry of joy had he not stifled it for the sleeping flits and egg. "Oh my gosh! L'thor! How did you manage that?" he whispered excitedly, "It's mine!? Oh..Oh.. I love it!"
His body quaked exuberantly with every word being sheerly happy and wanting to jump for joy but that too might have caused more noise so he struggled to not do any of those things. However, he suddenly gave L'thor a BIG HUG holding him quite tight in his strong arms, "Thank you!! This is the best name day gift I've ever gotten!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 6:21 am
Gah! Shards Veyes was strong! L'thor laughed and returned the embrace enthusiastically, though of course he had nothing like his young friend's power. "I thought you'd be pleased," he said with a grin, "and I thought it was about time you had one, too. Apparently the trader I bought it from won it from a rider he's friends with at Telgar, who had bought it from whoever's flitt clutched it... Anyway, complicated story aside, I think it should be ready to hatch within a day or so. My boys can either keep it warm up here, or you could take it down to the dorms and keep it in the hearth."
It was good to see Veyes so exuberantly happy, sometimes he worried that candidate life was wearing his friend down; he certainly hadn't cared for it himself. Chores, chores, chores, and wondering if the next clutch would contain your lifemate or if you'd have to go back to sharding chores. A distraction from all that could only be a good thing.
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 6:50 am
In Veyes mind, he could have held the man a lot longer. His nose taking in the scent of the rider and yes it smelled like dragon. But he didn't mind that at all. "Only a day or so? Oh gee! That's not long! I wonder if it will be a boy or a girl." He turned his head slowly releasing L'thor even though he would have rather just stayed there a bit longer. But he wouldn't want L'thor to think back to other things so instead, he turned and knelt before the number of adorable flits in the basket surrounding the egg.
"Wow, this egg went through quite a bit to get here L'thor. Its lucky you got it." he whispered as his eyes saw something out of the corner. What was that?!
Scooting across the floor was a shape....it was rather lump and big..no wait not so big...what? Pants!? "L'thor...Your pants. They're moving."
Soon out of the pants poked a head that grabbed at the wayward belt loop. The young blue flit emerged growling a little at the pants as he pulled them along towards the basket.
Veyes chuckled and looked up at L'thor. "You got another one? Or is this a friend's?" He smirked as the small flit tugged and backed up along the ground until he managed to bump his backside into the basket. The blue scrambled up the basket hand over claw then bent over and grabbed the poor pants again pulling them up and into the big basket on top of the bunch of flits and egg.
It was then Veyes started to laugh and roll on the floor.
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 6:01 am
As the animated pants made their entrance, L'thor snorted and rolled his eyes. "This is Snitch," he explained, "he's trouble incarnate and he's not mine. He belongs to a green rider called R'ysan, one of the weyrlings who got sent off to Ghenza. Foolishly I offered to take care of his beast; if he's not eating or sleeping he's sticking his nose into my socks or my trousers... actually he tends to sleep in them as well, so my clothing is really only safe when he's eating. Even then, only maybe... Still!" L'thor grinned and carefully reclaimed the trousers; he didn't want them pulling the basket over, "he's a sweetie even if he is trouble..."
Tilting his head on one side, L'thor studied the purple-shelled egg more closely. When he'd been in the process of buying it all he'd been thinking of was getting a flitt full stop. Now he looked closer, however, it was a smallish one. "I think it'll be a blue or a green," he said after a moment, "it's quite a lot smaller than my browns' eggs were... Can't say I remember how big Dusk and River's eggs were, it was so long ago now. I know Dusk's was bigger than River's though; we thought River would be a green if I remember right."
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 8:12 pm
When L'thor reached in to pluck out the pants the little arm that was holding the pants in moved aside and Snitch rolled just a tiny bit in his sleep. Snitch was soooo nice and warm now he didn't notice except for a small snort that blew warm against Dusk's skin.
Veyes pulled himself together and stood back up looking into the basket again. "Yeah, Snitch like a little kid but it seems he gets along well with your boys." he said with a big grin. "I bet its funny picking out your trousers of a day though and finding a flit." His imagination had the best of timing when it came to moments like this. He could almost see L'thor grabbing the pants and trying to push his leg in only to get a toe gnawed on by a sleepy flit.
He chuckled to himself as L'thor mentioned the size and color. "Mmm...it isn't too large is it. You're probably right. But I'm guessing a blue because so far you've gotten how many boys?"
Reaching in slowly, Veyes carefully touched the egg along its side. "It's nice and warm in there too. Your boys must have maternal instincts or they just love baskets."
As he was about to pull his hand away, the egg wobbled and a pecking sound start knocking on the edge of the egg! "L'thor!" Veyes gasped in surprise after feeling the movement. "I think...it's hatching!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 4:07 am
"Shards, really?" It looked like it; the egg was moving again. "Good job I have food up here for these greedy beggers then," L'thor muttered, hastening across the weyr to grab a bag of dried meat pieces. "These bits will be too big for a hatchling," he went on, tipping a heap out onto the small table beside his bed, "but I can cut them up." So saying, he took the small knife he kept at his belt for cutting up fruit and like like and began to chop swiftly.
Whether by luck or by skill he managed to avoid slicing any of his fingers, and soon he was carrying a decent sized pile of meat back over to the basket. Dusk had actually gone so far as to get up and perch along the edge of the basket with his other flitts. All were watching the purple egg intently; it wouldn;t be long now.
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