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 Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 10:28 am
Mercy hadn't really needed the insistence of Aerith in order to go and look for her friend once she heard the results of the Weyr vote. It seemed that she wasn't the only one who had come out ahead and congratulations were almost certainly in order. Besides she hadn't had much time lately to catch up with Kleos and the crimson rider was one of her closest friends in the Weyr. Probably the closest really along with Morgaine who as a childhood friend didn't really count as a Weyr made friend.
Alighting nimbly on the cliff ledge outside Kleos Weyr, Aerith crooned a greeting to Moriath..having been warned not to go on bugling like a hatching and disturbing the neighbors on the way over by Mercy while her rider went in search of Kleos.
"Kleos? It's Mercy..you in there?" She called out rather then barge in because really that was rude and for all she knew the crimson rider might not even be here as she and Aerith had decided to pay a surprise visit.
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 11:21 am
It was a beautiful day, just perfect for lying out on her ledge and surveying the world below her. At last they had their dues, their glory was duly recognised, and they would not disappoint those who had placed faith in them.... Ah, and the day was getting better still! Moriath cooed as she saw the little white swoop towards the ledge. she asked warmly, crooning again as the dainty dragon touched down.
Kleos had been in the process of trying to give herself a haircut, peering through Ice's tiny eyes as she snipped away at the back. At Moriath's call she blinked back to her own vision and shook her head to clear the slight disorientation, sending a cloud of little bits of fine platinum hair floating about the place. When Mercy's voice reached her ears she was already standing up and trying to brush herself down, but the stuff did cling so! "I'm here!" she called. "Do come in, but please excuse the mess!" Other than the scattering of hair on the floor around the stool she had been sitting on it was fairly tidy but a few things were out of place here and there, and having her quarters anything less than spick and span when she had a visitor embarrassed her rather.
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 12:48 pm
'I am well, I was glad to hear that you and yours will be leading the fighters against thread' Aerith responded 'Surely that will mean far better results then anyone else doing so' The white continued because she didn't have any sort of hero worship for the larger crimson at all. Honestly though if Aerith herself couldn't do it - and all the Weyrleaders just kept saying no - then there was no one better as far as she was concerned then Moriath and her's.
Leaving the dragon's to converse Mercy slipped into the Weyr at Kleos' invitation. "Mess?" Mercy laughed slightly "The only thing clean about my Weyr half the time is Aerith - this isn't even untidy" She teased the other rider lightly. "I suppose we should have asked before showing up..but maybe its a good thing we didn't.." She added after surveying the scene and deduced that Kleos had been attempting to cut her hair. "Do you want some help doing that? I have a fairly steady hand" She offered
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