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 Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 7:48 am
Sonya had been sent to relax for once. Her first week here wasn't going well at all, and it was starting to effect her badly. All the arguements and problem solving she had to deal with was giving her such a headache that she wasn't even sleeping well. Seeing as her work was becoming less and less successful each day, as soon as she was given a chance at a break, she did just that. A few days of the daily gossip from the other candidates and passing words of strangers, she had found the best place to go was the lake. At least so it seemed. The weather wasn't particlarly nice but it didn't stop the young girl from trying it.
She finished up her tasks for the day, grabbed a couple couple sheets of paper and pencil. Sonya wasn't a writer, or an artist, though still, she found being creative helped her unwind. The lake would be inspirational enough, if the close form of dragons wasn't even to scare some inspiration into her.
After a few moments of silence, Sonya approched the lake. It wasn't as lonely here, proberly due to the folige making such soft sounds, it was like someone else was already there waiting for her. She shrugged this aside, and tugged her dark hair away from her shoulders, so she could listen a little easier.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 6:00 pm
Since his last meeting with Erisi, Anont had come to the lake again. He wasn't sure what'd brought him here, but more and more, he was beginning to believe that this was his spot. Not that he had any ownership of it, mind you, but it was certainly a pleasant idea. Again he found himself stripped of everything but undergarments, soaking the warm light in from his perch upon the rock. Sighing contentedly, he allowed himself to give his thoughts some freedom- something he'd been doing more and more frequently as of late.
His friend, he'd realized, had certainly taken a prevailing place in his thoughts. Often he found himself wondering if the other was off seducing some girl- was she someone he knew? New to the weyr? Older? Anont wasn't sure why he was so worried for his friend, but he certainly was. Hopefully, Erisi wouldn't be getting himself into trouble with his... loose habits.
Snapping out of his musings at the approaching sounds of another, Anont sat up slightly, looking around to see who might be approaching. When it was a girl- and one he didn't know- he blinked a few times, head tilting slightly to regard her. Well. Hopefully she wasn't the sort of girl his friend was chasing after.
"Hello." He said tentatively, trying to keep neutrality in his tone. She seemed nice and moral enough- hopefully Erisi hadn't gotten to her?
Shards, he could only hope.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 11:21 am
Sonya wasn't the most observate of people, so even though she heard the voice, it still shocked her. At least her instincts had let her know she wasn't alone in the first place. It was a male voice, so she didn't feel as threatened this time around, as say if it was another female of her own age. Sonya was though, on the other hand, not used to talking and being around boys except her brother, and the much older ones of the market. This made her a little more nervious, though she tried her best not to show it.
When her blue eyes finally laid sights on the young boy, Sonya didn't half blush. He was hardly dressed! Of course she'd seen boys around here before, a lot more than back home, but they were all dressed for work, and she had never set foot in the males sectors. It was only natrual for her to be embrassed. Hey eyes darted around in case she had interupted anything else that was going on, but finding nothing, she just did the next natrual thing, just looking.
A small gust of wind, brought Sonya to her senses, cooling her cheeks slightly. He had spoken to her, and she should properly respond or leave pretty soon. It wasn't right to do anything else. She bravely took a few steps forward so they could talk normally, but far enough so he could send her away without seeming too mean. "Hi....erm, is it okay to stay here, or do you want me to leave?" she nerviously.
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