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 Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:04 pm
A very loud, very exaggerated, and very looong sigh spilled out of the young woman's mouth as she plodded noisily across the weyrbowl. Her mouth was in a frown and her brows were semi-knitted up at the inner corners, her mind and eyes focused on what was in front of her as well as on the very recent past. So much so, that she didn't notice the now more grown-up green give her a curious look.
Ferrismine, you should go apologize. Stop huffing and puffing ab --
"Oh shut up, Hwinth," Ferris snipped, but she didn't mean the anger in her voice. "I said that I'm going to wash you now, and that's what we're doing!" She raised the bucket of soaps and oils and rattled it about, the contents shaking more than usual.
Hwinth blew air from her nose, but was far from being bothered by her rider's tone. Eyes swirling a steady blue, she turned and looked down at Hers. Baths are nice, but apologies actually fix something.
The young woman scoffed. "Oh please. I bet she already forgot. Besides, nothing that I ever say can shake her. She's a damn, happy, peppy rock."
Or she's your sister, and she loves you, and maybe you saying such stuff actually hurts her more than you think.
Shut up.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:21 pm
A deep croon escaped the bronze throat as the itch on his back was firmly scrubbed away. "Niiiiiiiiiice." It was the day after the evening before, and so far His was keeping his word. Time just to relax, when all his rider was thinking of were trivial things, and of course the matter of washing!
Washing, yes, he'd half forgotten how good it was just to work on his lifemate, not thinking about anything else at the same time. The muscular young man had stripped down to a scruffy pair of shorts to do the job, and was currently kneeling just behind Naedreth's wings with a handful of soapsand. There was a rough patch developing on the fine bronze hide, just along the line of one of his dark zig-zags. It didn't last long though, and soon he was crawling forwards to work on another spot. A tug at his ankle reminded him of the bucket of soapsand, and he paused to snag it with one hand before moving further. This new system, while he kept forgetting about it and nearly pulling the bucket over, was a lot more efficient than hopping down to the ground each time he needed to get more. He probably looked rather silly, but had never been one to care too much for appearances.
"Oh, Mine, we're about to have company," Naedreth informed him, and C'mor felt muscles move beneath him as the bronze raised his head. "It is Hwinth and Hers," he informed his rider before calling a greeting to the young green. "Hwinth! Welcome! I hope you and Yours are well today."
Company eh? Well, it might be nice to have someone to chat to as he worked. Freeing his ankle from the loop of rope, C'mor carefully turned around in order to regard the approaching pair. He was scored if he could remember the rider's name. Oh well, didn't stop him being friendly. "Hi there," he called with a smile to the weyrling, "bath time for yours as well? I'm C'mor, this is Naedreth, and the little beast playing in the bucket of oil," he gestured at the golden flitt with a grin, "is Gilden."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:38 pm
Hwinth was aware of the welcoming pair long before Hers was, but remained silent for some time. Hey, she had been told to shut up, remember? But Ferris wasn't unobservant, or deaf, and soon enough to saw the large bronze and his, and heard their words once close enough.
"A forced bathtime," she replied, her words more terse than she had intended, but she honestly didn't care. "For lack of a better thing to do." At that comment, she could feel Hwinth's mind jabbing at her own, but she pushed it away and rolled a shoulder.
"C'mor, Naedreth, Gilden," she went on, nodding to each body. "I'm Ferris, this is Hwinth. Hi." The Hi was as flat and fun-filled at a bedpan, but again, she didn't care.
Hwinth was better with dealing with annoyances, though, and took up her rider's slack with a bow of her splotched head to the three. Hello, and thank you, Naedreth. I hope you and Yours are also well. ...But please tell Yours that I apologize for the attitude of Mine. She doesn't mean it.
Ferris looked back at Hwinth after that and gave her a sour look.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 3:56 pm
"Thank you," the bronze said with a polite bow of his head, "we are both very well. I shall pass on the message to Mine." So saying, the bronze repeated Hwinth's words to C'mor, wondering to himself what the female had to be grumpy about. Maybe she was working too hard as well.
"Hi," C'mor shot the other rider a lopsided grin, "glad to meet you both properly." Personally he enjoyed dragon bathtime, but everyone was different... Was Ferris always grumpy, or just in a bad mood today? The relayed message from Hwinth hadn't really told him that. Pondering what to do next, the rider shuffled back to the spot he had been about to work on and reeled up the bucket of soapsand, taking what he needed before lowering it back to the ground and putting the loop back around his ankle. "have I caught you at a bad time?" he asked as he set about carefully scrubbing Naedreth's hide. "Forgive me if I'm intruding, but you seem a bit... tense."
"Yes," Naedreth sighed happily as another faint itch faded away, "Yours does seem a bit on edge Hwinth. I hope whatever is bothering her passes soon! Is it the crowding? I know that's upsetting a lot of people." As were the people who were trying hard to make it all worse. If he ever found out who they were, the senior queen would be hearing from him directly. This had all gone on for too long already.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 4:34 pm
With a small, grumpy scowl, Ferris opened her mouth to say something snarky, but she was cut off at the pass as Hwinth's large nose shoved her in the square of her back.
The young woman stumbled forward, her bucket of things jostling around against her legs, with only a "oompf" before she righted herself and glared back at the dragon. "What the blazes was that for, Hwinth?!" she yelled, but Hwinth said and did very little, and just looked at Hers with the same blue eyes. She didn't need to give a reason, or say a word, and Ferris soon enough got the idea.
She looked back up at C'mor ans sighed, her shoulders sagging for a few moments as she ran her free hand down her face, as if to wipe off the scowl that had been there before.
"I'm sorry..." she began. "In short: I had an argument with my sister, I yelled, and got put into a bad mood," she glanced down at the ground. "Sorry."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 4:47 pm
C'mor smiled and shook his head, moving his hands across to a different spot of hide that wanted attention. "Don't worry about it, I know how disagreements with your family can stress you out. I don't know if it'll help any, but my blood mother brought me a nice flask of fruit juice from the north this morning," he nodded to the large container that sat next to the bucket, "I'll never finish it by myself, so help yourself if you'd like some." Fruit juice probably wasn't all that great a help and of itself, but he knew that being offered something - anything - when he was feeling wound up improved his mood. As he didn't know Ferris and had no other assumptions to work with, so for the time being he'd try with what he liked himself and then adapt according to her reactions.
Meanwhile, Naedreth was looking down at Hwinth with happy blue eyes; a bright little green she was! "You control Yours well already," he said privately with the draconic equivalent of a chuckle, "I'm only just learning to keep Mine in line. He always wants to be so busy, it takes a lot of nudging on my part to make him pay attention to us rather than everything else once in a while." He would get better at it though, they needed to look to themselves if they were going to go on to lead and protect others. If you couldn't care for yourself, after all, you couldn't really care for anyone else!
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 5:04 pm
Ferris looked to where C'mor has nodded to and saw the juice container and nodded to herself. Juice probably wasn't nnumber one on eatable comfort items, but she liked it just the same, and the invitation was nice.
She looked at C'mor. "Thanks, I think I might have some after washing Hwinth a little..." She gave one more reaffirming nod, and then gave a small smile before she put down her things and started to take off her sandals.
At that, Hwinth took her cue and moved into the water enough so that Ferris could still touch the bottom. The young Green then looked at the much larger Bronze and gave a slight inclination of her head. Not...control, she said, just teaching. We still have a long ways to go, especially with the listening factor. The last bit was probably an understatement, but Hwinth didn't care to go into detail.
We'll both help Ours in time.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 5:14 pm
"Yes, indeed," Naedreth's eyes swirled a brighter blue. "I chose the best for me, and you the best for you, but just because they were the best does not need they do not need our help. Humans. They can be so odd." They made things complex, more than they needed to be, and spent far too much time buried in scrolls... Or so he thought. Maybe though, just maybe, that was how it was meant to be. He had chosen His because he spent so much time learning things. They balanced one another, limitless confidence with an endless thirst for improvement. That didn't excuse the constant busyness though!
"No problem," C'mor replied with a smile and a nod, hauling the soapsand bucket back up to scoop out more. "So where abouts are you in your training at the minute?" he asked as he scrubbed. "I'm afraid I've been so busy with my own affairs that I've lost track of what everyone else in the Weyr is up to." It wasn't just candidates and drudges that could get overwhelmed with too much to do after all, there could well be weyrlings out there who could do with a hand with this and that... He really did need to find more people to help him. He couldn't do this, couldn't make his effort what he wanted it to be all alone. He needed help. Might Ferris be willing to provide it?
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 8:34 pm
Ferris splashed more water up onto Hwinth's side, then dove into her little store of sandsoap. As she rubbed at the young green's splotched hide, she glanced over at C'mor while he spoke.
"At the minute?" she began, "well, at the minute, I'm furthering my training in washing my dragon." An almost cheeky smile spread over her face as she turned back to her scrubbing of Hwinth. Oh she was such a pain. "It's hard work, as you know, and requires a lot of practice and finesse on my part. I'm only glad that Hwinth is so much smaller than Naedreth."
Again, Hwinth could only shake her head at Hers and her comments. Odd indeed...
"I heard that, you," Ferris suddenly butted in, poking her bonded in the ribs with a finger. Hwinth's only reply, however, was turning her head to snort air on Ferris's head, disheveling her fly-away hair.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 5:02 am
"Heard what?" C'mor demanded aloud of his dragon, scrubbing a little harder than was strictly necessary and grinning at the dragon's protesting rumble. "What are you two saying about us, eh?"
"That you are odd and silly," Naedreth replied huffily. "Now wash me properly or I'll toss you into the lake."
Chuckling to himself, C'mor did as he was told; he didn't fancy getting thrown in with a bucket attached to his ankle, it would waste the soapsand and make him look like an idiot too. "You're right," he went on to Ferris in mock serious tones, "practice at washing your dragon is very important. If you get it wrong, they threaten to throw you into the lake. Doesn't occur to them that they'll get no bath at all if they do that, but then dragons can be very odd and silly creatures, I suppose they don't think that far ahead."
"Hey!" Naedreth gave a deep grumble and turned his massive head to regard his rider with disapproval. "We are not odd or silly in the least. All dragons know very well that Theirs will continue their bath once they've swum back from where they've been tossed."
C'mor gave a lopsided grin and reached up to scrub at a slightly rough looking patch on Naedreth's jaw. The bronze was right. For once.
"Hey!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 4:52 pm
Flattening her hair, and getting soapsand and water on it as she did so, Ferris looked over her shoulder at C'mor, giving a laugh and then switching her expression completely to give a very serious, frowning nod.
"Oh yes, very silly creatures indeed!" she agreed, rounding to look an Hwinth as she spoke her last word. Though...any intentions of getting a rise out of the smooth green failed completely, and Hwinth cocked her head and swished her tail gently over the top of the water. To say and do nothing at all was sometimes the smartest choice of response when one wanted to piss of another.
Seeing that her bonded was going to do nothing, Ferris puckered her lips into a seemingly sour bow and glared at the dragon for a few moments while her srsbzns face slackened and fell away. She did stick her tongue out though, to which Hwinth did the same.
"Oh you're a PAIN!" she called, again poking Hwinth in the ribs. But she was laughing now and her mock-seriousness... or any real seriousness, was no more.
Taking up some more sandsoap, she looked once again to C'mor. "Alright. No. We're actually doing gliding and flying and such in lessons now."
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2009 6:00 am
"Such great satisfaction they get out of being annoying," C'mor said with a snort, "one wonders how riders manage to stay sane turn after turn... Still, I suppose their good points weigh out their bad in the end. The flying is a big plus, I still grin like a fool when I remember the first time I went up with Naedreth." Indeed, the young rider grinned broadly. "We can't have been up there long, but it felt like just a second and forever at the same time. Exhilarating." It still was, especially when their minds became so close they could hardly tell themselves apart. Wind under his wings, and seeing through those huge keen eyes. After that, it was a bit of a let down coming back to your own body.
"I was quite good at those lessons," Naedreth said to Hwinth as he received the memories from His. "I could stay up longer than anyone but Uktenath; we were just about equal in that respect at least. Of course though it was the greens that looked most impressive, I'm sure it's the same with your class. Once your kind start to really get the hang of flying you're incredible to watch!" Sometimes he wished he had that agility, that speed. He wouldn't swap who he was for it - he was the best after all - but just once it would be wonderful to fly like a green.
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