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He felt the surge underneath him as Yersith picked up speed. He watched as they circled the Weyr, he picked out all the familiar places that he knew of. Before he knew it they were descending deep into the Weyr bowl. He took her hand then slid down off the dragon's back. "All too soon, if you ask me." He said, but with a grateful smile. Right as he reached the ground his knees buckled underneath him, he forced them to work for him as he made a few steps forward.

He grinned and rubbed his legs a bit, "Yeah, I think so." It had been longer than a year since he'd even ridden a runner beast. His legs throbbed, but he was able to walk without falling down now. He nodded and he turned to both Chaeren and Yersith. "It was fun, thank you." He grinned and nodded his head, "Yeah." He paused, "Well, I'm sure their looking for me. Till we meet again, I bid you farwell." With a beaming smile on his face he turned and jogged towards the Dining Hall. Two masses of Bronza and Brown joined him chirping at displeasure about his long absense and how they were both terribly hungry.

Orana follwed and shook her head "I cant tell I have not seen her round before." Orana thought about this. "Perhaps she is a new trasfer." she muttered aloud, Orana smiled "What fist?" she asked Remia
(Sorry for the short post)

Chaeren stood on the ledge of her weyr and stretched as she yawned widely. She let her arms drop to her side as she looked out at the morning sun, shining with a bright intentsity that warmed the land, and the rider. The weyrsinger ran one hand through her long black hair, making a face at the distinct unwashed feel and smell.
'Blech. I need a bath...' the woman thought to herself with a frown.
'Then come bathe with me, for I too need a bath.' Yersith said to her rider as she strode out onto the ledge and stood beside Chaeren.

On closer inspection, Chaeren found that her mount was indeed dusty.
'Alright, alright love. Just let me get the little ones and my bag of bathing things.' she replied and returned to her part of the weyr. Moments later she returned with a small leather bag on one shoulder, and her fair of flits flying about her excitedly. With the help of her dragon, the woman mounted up and rode yersith down into the bowl bareback.
The dragon decided not to bother landing on the ground, so instead performed a graceful landing in the warm water of the lake.
As they had flown past it at a low altitude, Chaeren had managed to dump her bag rather unceremoniously at the edge of the water, where it had rolled a few times before coming to a stop in the warm sand.
The rider now looked around from her dragons back in the water and rolled her eyes in Yersiths direction for such silliness. Yersith only ignored her though and submerged herself so that her rider was unceremoniously dumped off her back and into the water.
Chaeren resurfaced, spluttering as she tread water, wearing only a thin white shift as dragon washing attire. Being a dragon rider for the past two years had cured her of the majority of the reserved she had about nudity around others, but the little bit of the harper bred Chaeren still remained and demanded she wear at least something when swimming the the lake in the weyr.
"Yersith!" she called out in mock anger at her dragon. "Did you really have to dump me like that?!" she demanded before laughing to show she was only joking.
'Yes, you were being to slow. Now go get your things and wash me please.' the green said, eyes whirling with amusment.
Chaeren chuckled and began to swim back to shore to get the equipment she would need.

A tall youth had been wandering aimlessly about the Weyr Bowl as Yersith performed her stunt with her rider. The boy snorted at the crazy dragon's antic. Stupid greens. This one wasn't even bright enough to land on the shore and let her rider off first. Surely she could think of that? He shrugged in response to his own thoughts. Well, greens definately weren't the brightest of the bunch. Not at all like bronzes.

Kaledan made his way to the lake, unable to resist the urge to see what poor soul had Impressed such a stupid dragon. Well, they said, like rider, like dragon. So, perhaps the person was just as stupid. Just what the Weyr need, a stupid dragon and her stupid rider.

As the boy drew closer, he noticed that the rider was female. And wearing almost nothing. Which didn't bother him. He'd seen worse his whole life. Nothing like seeing an old, heavy man naked to make you immune to just about everyone else. Even as he hit puberty.

Then Kaledan noticed that this was the greenrider with the slew of newly hatched flits that he had met recently. The new Weyrsinger. He noticed that her cleaning things were sitting on the beach not too far from him. He grabbed them and, kicking off his sandals, he stripped down to shorts, wading out towards the woman. He could use a bath and perhaps this fairly nice woman would let him help her wash her dragon. Even if it was a stupid one.

The boy nodded as he met with Chaeren. "'Morning." He shrugged as she thanked him. He ducked, reflexively, as the fair of firelizards dove into the water all around him and the others. He swam after the greenrider, nodding a greeting to Yersith.

In response to the greenrider's question, the boy shrugged. "Was up." He glanced at the dragon for a moment, before finally just blurting out. "Can I help?" He would've fidgeted if it weren't for the fact that he was in the water and his efforts were at keeping his head above the water.

((Eh, sorry for the long delay... been working on P'las's weyr. ^.^ I may bring him in after a bit...))

Kaledan seemed a bit relieved that Chaeren was going to let him help. He blinked as the green's head turned to look at him and snorted softly. Apparently, the two were having a conversation. About him? Eh, who knew?

The boy scrambled up the green, carefully stepping gingerly, almost as if he were afraid to hurt Yersith. Somehow he managed to eventually get up the green's side, wet as he was and unexperienced. Hopefully, that would change. The unexperienced part, at least.