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 Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:53 am
They day had dawned brightly enough, and in the wake of his little green's hatching, Ghilani found that he not only had to rouse himself early enough to feed her, but he had to deal with being unable to go back to sleep later. Florian was both an early riser and a night owl, a phenomenon Ghilani privately thought must be a prerequisite for admission into the Healercraft. The tall journeyman was always coming or going from the room they shared, and when you added in the mischievous (and ingenious) ways Florian's brown firelizard Roco could think of to wake Ghilani's green, sleep was becoming a valuable commodity whenever he could get it.
This morning, however, he hadn't even tried to get back to his cot. Florian had lectured him the night before about oiling the green's hide, and the young smith figured that this morning would be a great time to start. She was only a few days old, and with his fast growing friendships in the kitchens, he had a nearly unlimited supply of fish oil. Unfortunately, Ghilani had failed to take into account how immune he had become to the stink, and had likewise severely underestimated the ladylike sensibilities of his new companion.
Glaring at him with bright orangey-red eyes, his little green was positively radiating distaste. The small bucket of fish oil was seated next to the smith, who was crouched on the ground by the Weyrlake. He had intended to go swimming once she was done, so he was clad only in his swim trunks, and he had thought himself quite clever when he discovered that this method would leave his clothing mostly free of the stenchy oil.
He wasn't feeling particularly clever now though, especially not with the dainty little creature perched precariously on his head, glaring upside down at him while he held a small sea sponge heavily soaked with the oil. To make matters worse, her head was inches from his nose, and he felt a sneeze coming on.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:45 am
Meridoth was spread comfortably on the sands in the warm sun. her eyes were mostly closed, but at the moment they were slitted lazily open at a human male in a very amusing connundrum. She continued to lay there and watch his attempts, not moving at all and apparently asleep. However, the rising ire of the little cousin did finally rouse her to some action. Which wasn't very much, as she was too comfortable to move.
'Mine, I think there is something here you should see,' Meridoth's voice voice reached her while she was sitting cross-legged on a ledge outside their shared weyr. She was busily tending their gear, keeping it supple and in good repair. At the green's mindvoice, though, she set it aside.
'Oh? You haven't cornered another of the handsome Candidates, now have you?' Jevasi could hear the laughter and amusement in Meridoth's attitude, which usually only meant one thing. A male was involved.
'No, but I do think this one could use your help anyway.' The further laughter in her mindvoice and a flash of an irate firelizard with fist-fulls of hear made Jevasi snort and get to her feet.
By the time she got to the sands around the lake, it seemed the young man was indeed in need of some sort of help. He had a spotty little green flitt atop his head, staring him down upsidedown. He looked seconds away from a bitten nose. Sauntering up, assessing the situation and the stink quickly, she didn't hesitate to speak up.
"I have to say, I think I'd bite your nose off too if you tried to drown me in that stuff." She strolled into his view and stood grinning down at him, hands in pockets. "You tell him little sister. He can use it on himself if he likes it so much, huh?" Her tone was the sing-song type that most folks spoke to children and often firelizards in, though it was heavily laced with laughter as well.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 10:34 am
Focused as he was on the little green, Ghilani nearly jumped out of his skin in answer to the strange woman's statement. Realistically he should have expected someone else to be up and about by the Weyrlake on a lovely day like today, but young minds did not often put two and two together when they included people other then the current 'me' or 'we.'
Which also accounted for how he had missed the dragon.
The little green warbled a greeting at the woman, and took a moment to dig her claws a little more into Ghilani's scalp when he moved to quickly for her to adjust with. Wincing, the young smith dropped the sponge and reached up to grab the lizard.
"I wasn't trying to drown her y'know." He replied caustically, his slick hands literally sliding right off the green as she scampered away from his touch. "And what else is there to use!" He hadn't meant it as a question directed at the woman, though he supposed it could be construed as such. He had meant to direct it at his green, as if she would listen!
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 11:37 am
"Oh my, you really havn't been around flitts or dragons much, have you?" She reached to rescue the little green from his slippery (and stinky) grip. She dug a rag out of a back pocket. She often needed them herself, surprisingly for not too dissimilar reasons. "Here, wipe that junk off and I'll show you what you should use."
Meantime, she couldn't help smirking at him. He had enough on his hands currently to oil her hide just fine. "There are certain little details you need to know. I don't have a flitt myself, but Meridoth over there has been happy to educate me in the nicities of female dragon hygene." Her eyes sparkled with laughter as she nodded her head around the lake's arc to the green dragon 'sleeping' ni the sun. "Some of them are more particular than others, and I'd say your little girl is one like my Meridoth."
She led the two to her weyr, which was noticably cluttered and untidy. She made no apologies for it. The woman had long ago accepted her own ways and was grown out of being embarassed about them. "I have some grease around here... somewhere." She dug around in one corner and emerged triumphant. "Ah, here we go!"
It was a rather good sized pot, fitting heavily in her palm. When the lid was lifted, a lovely sweet scent rose from the grease contained within. "This is what my girl prefers, though clearly we go through it pretty fast when the weather is extra dry." She handed it to him with a grin. "This should last you a good long time with such a petite sweetie, though." She winked at the pretty green playfully.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:29 pm
Trilling happily, the little green coiled herself happily around the strange woman's wrist, completely ignoring her bonded in favor of her savior. Staring after her, Ghilani shook his head before wordlessly accepting the rag from the woman and wiping his hands clean...
..Just in time to catch the implication that the woman was a dragonrider.
Head whirling around so fast he almost snapped his neck, Ghilani would have immediately launched into a babble of apologies for disturbing the woman's dragon, but she was apparently already off and on her way. His own green happily clinging to her shirt. Peering back over his shoulder, he noticed that the green dragon the woman had motioned appeared to be asleep, so he sighed abit to himself and picked himself up. Best not to keep her waiting!
The little green was thrilled to meet someone other then men, which would explain her readiness to follow along with Jevasi's lead, and she had been vaguely aware of the othersense that linked the rider to the dragon. Ghilani hadn't noticed yet, but the little green was a bit of a drama queen, and she positively adored any attention she could get, and her small little body held a great deal of curiosity for her larger kin. The scents alone that accompanied the woman were interesting enough, but as she entered the weyr, the smell of dragon nearly sent the little green flying from the woman's shoulder to explore. As it was, her breathing quickened and her wings buzzed a bit with anticipation as she peered about the weyr with avid curiosity.
Following closely on their heels, Ghilani trooped in after the woman and his lizard, feeling a bit embarrassed for being so casually invited into a rider's weyr, along with having his own lizard ditch him. She certainly hadn't been around long enough to be able to do this too him so quickly!
His mental tirade was interrupted preemptively when he heard what the woman was looking for. "Oh, you really shouldn't ... " he started, only to be interrupted again with her triumphant return with the goods. He had to admit that when she lift the lid, the aroma was sweet, and far better then the muck he had been about to pour over the little green.
As if reading his thoughts, the little one trilled appreciatively and rubbed her head against the woman's cheek before leveling a glance at her bonded. Since it was such an obvious 'don't you dare mess this up,' that Ghilani had to laugh. "Thanks for both of us, but may I ask what the best way would be to apply that to her hide? You were quite right earlier... I hardly know enough about this little one to satisfy her... needs." he paused at the last, shooting a quelling look of his own at the green. He'd humor her this time...
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 5:17 pm
Jevasi laughed and shook her head. "Firstly, you don't use a sponge as big as your little green here!" She winked at the firelizard and dipped a thumb in the pot. "Come here beautiful, let me show him how it's done." She settled on a chair that was also occupied by a pair of stained trousers and a winter weather jacket. She coaxed the flitt into her lap while rubbing her forefinger against her thumb, spreading out the grease.
"Start slow and gentle, like a caress. They don't need to be scrubbed or doused. Just stroke her like you would a lover." If this caused the boy any discomfiture, she paid no attention. Instead, she slid her forefinger across the top of the tiny green head and then use both fingers to strike down the back of her neck. Her fingers left a glistening trail. "Now, just leaving it like that isn't a good idea, and might lead to missed spots. So after you've given her a good once over, you need to go back over her, like so." She used her other hand to gently massage and smooth the oiled area, working it into the female's skin.
"Just like that, huh little one?" She slid her greased thumb down the front of the little flitt's neck and breastbone gently. "What is her name, by the way?" she asked, continuing to spread the sweet smelling grease on the green.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 5:25 pm
Ghilani opted to settle himself at the woman's feet, watching the proceedings with rapt attention to detail. At this point, he figured he'd best put all other thoughts out of his mind and just do his best to retain all of the important things the dragonrider taught him. He couldn't quite discern what was in the sweet smelling grease, but given how readily the little green subjected herself to it, he figured he'd best ask the rider all the necessary questions once she was done.
As for the lizard, the little green was crooning so loudly she was positively vibrating with pleasure. Noting that, Ghilani allowed a slight twinge of a frown cross his features. "Y'know, I haven't even thought of naming her yet, I've just been calling her Little One in my head.. and that is hardly a proper name." Not to mention the name would likely elicit all sorts of spoiled behavior if her current actions were any indication.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 5:39 pm
She paused in surprise as he revealed that the pretty little green had no name! "Well that must change! After all, look at her!" She turned the little firelizard toward her owner and gently spread her wings. "She's got such style! Even her markings say 'Tada!'... see?" She traced the prominant exclaimation mark on the little girl's chest. It stood out amongst the rest of her random spots, appearing to be purposely there rather than scattered like the others.
Now that she had the baby's wings spread, she also showed the Candidate how to oil the delicate fingerbones and soft wing membranes. "It is very important that you treat these gently. They might be tough little critters, but especially when they are young, these are vulnerable areas. Work with her so that she has confidence that you understand that she wouldn't let just anyone do this." In fact, Jevasi was rather impressed that the green girlie was letting her do this at all. However, the thrumming of the tiny body beneath her fingers told her that she was making all the right moves and that the flit was supremely content. Good. She hoped her owner was paying as close attention as he seemed to be.
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