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 Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:30 am
Caleten wondere just who he was tring to convice, himself or her? With the Records of the last Long Interval, she'd have assumed that Dragonriders would have a hard time. However, it was not her problem and she had nothing invested into dragons, so it was of little concerin. The apperence of the dragon was a surprise.
She had little care for the guy she was talking to, but the dragon was another matter entirely. Watching him a moment, knowing the color meaning from her own flit.
The smell of the cake distracted her a moment and she wrinkled her nose in distaste, "If your going to be so absent-minded to burn your concoction, do think of lighting a candle to cover the smell."
Her eyes went back to the dragon a moment she did ask, speaking to the dragon even thought she had no doubt she would not be able to hear the response from him, "Now, your a handsome one, young bronze, though I suspect you know that already. Just how much unlike a firelizard are you?" Her expectation was that the guy would answer her inquires without her having to direct them to him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 10:39 am
I do not like you upsetting my rider when he wants to be your friend. Great faceted eyes stared straight at her even as he rumbled his annoyance. He blew a slight bit of warm air in her direction before settling in the doorway.
The other workers in the kitchen were used to Datiath watching them and merely went about their business.
N'tren yelped and jumped up at the mention of the cakes. The new cook looked furious at him for burning such a treat. The teen went for the hearth and looked in to see shrivelled up bits on the warming stones. "Shards! You got me talking and debating, it was a excerise of the tongue and mind...How could I not be so absent-minded?"
He did not say anything out of anger or resentment. Instead, the bronze rider was amused as Datiath spoke to him about his words to the girl. Taking the oar, he pulled the crispy cakes out and set them on the table. Chuckling, he tossed them the rubbish pile and apologized to the cooks.
I eat. I fly. But I think and speak something our little cousins can not do. I will protect you unless you do not want it. And with that, the all encompassing voice of Datiath left her mind.
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Posted: Sat Apr 01, 2006 3:17 pm
Caleten nearly yelped, she had never been so startled before. She had no idea dragons could speak, and to hear a voice in her mind without so much as a warning, it was easy to see why her eyes were wide.
Gem came out of between and immediately began chirping in a scolding manner at Datiath for startling her friend like that. When she felt she got her point acrossed, she flew to Caleten's shoulder and nuzzled her check.
Caleten had not expected that behavior from Gem, and that coupled by the activity of the cooks, she was distracted from speaking. Finding her tone, and going a tad colder to cover her slips, "I am how I am, and there is no sense in making friends in a place that I will not stay. I don't need protection, there are way more that do." She did not believe telling one dragon to not help her, will prevent another kidnapping.
To her credit, she did bite back a very sarcastic remark to the guy she was speaking to, she says, "Don't blame it all on me, I did not speak when you were putting klah shavings in the cake." He was amusing, she'd give him that much, but what else are males decent at?
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 6:12 pm
"But the klah was supposed to go in the cakes. So that is not the big issue, I am more concerned about them being burnt." N'tren sighed and shook his head at the lost treats. Sitting back down, he listened as the cook scolded him from across a roast wherrie.
Datiath sent his amusement at Gem and allowed her to scold him most vehemently. His eyes never really strayed from the blue-green of contentment, meaning the girl's words never really phased him. Instead, he continued looked at the roast wherrie and cleaned his claws.
This girl is very rude but very sad. No wonder she has no friends. The bronze remarked to his rider.
"Sad, indeed," he spoke outloud to his bronze. "Too bad you will not stay, the weyr is not such a bad place to be...." N'tren gave a little wave to the golden flit.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 3:27 am
Gem tilted her head to the side, she amused? Chirping back, she abserved the kitchen. She had never communcated with dragons before, but sent, as well as the nearly full grown queen could, images of Caleten playing and laughing with herself and Dem'or. Though her scope was not broad, her imagaes have a feeling of only the three of them.
Caleten eyed the dragon a second, wondering if more surprise sounds would invade her mind again. There were places no one should be, her mind was one of them. Answering the guy, she remarks, "I see holds and weyrs as cages, only doors to hold me to any of them. I'll take the thread raining dangers of the open expanse" They were, to her way of thinking, only Dragonriders, their mates, children and servants had any business here. She was none of them and did not intend on becoming any. At the age of 19 turns, soon they would all leave her alone. As far as she knew about searches, candidates are never or seldom chose much older then she was.
Gem chirped at the guy her friend was talking to, when he waved to her.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 10:30 am
Datiath rumbled at the little queen and her images. He was barely past babehood himself but felt so much older than the little gold. Taking in the of her owner and the canine, he sent back to her. Such happy memories. Too bad she is not happy now.
"But on cages, the doors never open. Here, you are welcome to come and go as you please. As for the open roads, some say that there are worse things then Thread out there. As least we know when Thread falls," He stopped for a moment and thought. "Felines, thorns, poisons... I remember the hazards of when we cleared the land for my father's hold."
He laughed for a moment. "I guess it's not my hold anymore. Not that it matters, I wasn't first-born anyways. Hello, little one. I hope you enjoyed your treat."
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 3:29 am
Gem chirped back in a low tone, she did not understand why her friend could not be happy here and had wished to make things better. However, her friend did not seem to enjoy her antics here as she did with no one about.
Caleten nearly puffed out, she changed her arm position and stood up a bit straighter, "There are worse things then Thread on the open road, But what are dangers to one, are life to another." That and she loved the danger, there was something about surviving it that made her feel important. Some might say she was married to danger and could not take the calm certainty of hold or weyr life.
She did not comment on holds, being seventh born in her small part of the hold, even if her father was holder she would never have been herself. She also knew nothing about hold life having left too soon and blocked out too much.
Caleten may not be able, but Gem chirped to confirm she enjoyed her food. It was only around other flits that she adopted her friends behavior, other times she made up for it, or tried.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 8:46 pm
Datiath stared for a while at the gold fire lizard before growing bored with her antics. His friends were curious as to where he was and he was bored with staying in the lower caverns. Turning his head slowly, he stopped at the girl. I hope your mind stays open. Goodbye.
Crooning to his rider, he sent that he was going back to the sunny ledge or maybe to the lake. Then carefully, the bronze turned back slowly and went about his merry way.
N'tren shrugged his shoulders. He would have to get going soon to make sure that Datiath was oiled and fed properly. "You are braver than I to be outside with its many dangers. Perhaps I am in a cage but it is one I am content with and it has given me Datiath... With him I am whole and complete."
Nodding to her, he stood up and held out his hand. "My name is N'tren, by the way. And if you ever want or have need of it, when Dattie and I can fly, we shall take you where you need to be... I hope you realize where that is before it is too late."
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 4:52 pm
Caleten watched the bronze leave, not disturbed so much with the contact that time because it had happened before. She heard the guy's comment, and thought to her self that in two turns, or so, she'd be above the normal age for impression.
She had Gem, there was no need to try and stick around, a dragon would not fit into her lifestyle. Well, that was her thought process now, anyway. When he held out his hand, she thought a moment if she should even take it.
Reaching out her own, she gave him a very firm handshake and responded back, "I hear your offer, however, I will not need it. My name is Caleten and I can handle anything." She made it a point say anything, there was nothing she feared, well relationships but that was another story, and there was nothing she could not face. Her hand was withdraw quickly, the less contact the better.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 7:26 pm
"My pleasure, Caleten. I must now go take care of my big lug. Enjoy the weyr's hospitality." And with that, he gave her a pleasant nod and walked out the door.
Taking long strides to reach his lifemate, N'tren threw himself at the growing bronze. "I hope that she can be happy. I really do. That attitude can get her hurt."
It is her life mine, not yours. I am your life. The bronze blew lightly at his rider.
"That you are, Datiath. That you are..."
((It was awesome RPing with you. I was running out of stuff to say. But it was much fun! I put this in N'tren's journal if you ever want to look at it or whatever! ^_^))
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:16 am
Caleten did not respond, but did take a quick look around the kitchen. She intended to take what she could, then vanish again. It would take something exteremly powerful to keep her there, Thread was not even strong enough.
ooc: Thanks for the great rp!
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