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 Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:31 pm
Dagner was excited. He'd heard that there had been new Candidates brought from Tillek Hold, and it was his most sincere hope that some of them were female, attractive, and pliable. He dressed carefully before leaving his small sleeping area in the candidate barracks to head toward breakfast - a breakfast, he hoped, that would include a dash of ladies.
The sight that greeted him as he made it to the eating area was, however, completely unexpected.
"You." He glared, taking a few moments to contain his shock before pointing an accusing finger at a very familiar brunette. "What are you - you're supposed to be -" he stopped abruptly, grimacing. "...in Tillek Hold." He pinched the bridge of his nose. Shards. After a moment, Dagner visibly gathered himself, taking a deep breath and striding toward the young lady to pour himself a steaming mug of klah.
"Hello sister," he murmured sullenly over the edge of his cup.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 11:00 pm
Auri was off to a great start. Not only was she honored to be in Fort Weyr, but to be so close to Dragons in general was very exciting.
There was a chance to make something great of this opportunity and nothing was going to stand in her way... or so she thought. But someone very, and all to aggravatingly, familiar had spied her across the common room. Not HIM! Auri's face squished to a pout.
"What are YOU doing here pretty boy? I didn't know they got candidates for flits." She sputtered as she stuck her tongue out a him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 11:09 pm
"Flits, eh? Yeah well," he snarled, face turning red as a beet, "I guess they'll teach YOU how to ride a broom. Maybe you can Impress the dustpan, since that's where I'll be leaving you."
"...In the dust," he added, for clarification.
After another pause, he continued - "You see, I'm going to outclass you so badly you'll be left in the dust, so you'll like, need a dust pan." Dagner stopped there; he sounded like an idiot even to himself. He squinted at Auri - this was all her fault, obviously.
"...Shut up. I hate you."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 12:27 pm
"Nice one Daggy. You should be a great rider. You can already send your brain between." she scoffed. "I bet you weren't even picked at a search! You probably just followed some 'hotty' here," she said, gesturing quotes.
"Now leave me be I'm going to get something to eat." Auri grabbed some bread and sat down at the table next to Dagner. "Stupid head" she said muffled past her full mouth.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 12:48 pm
"I was flown here, same as you," he grumbled, snatching a hunk of bread and shoving it into his mouth. So much for a pleasant morning - he hoped her cot in the barracks was as far from his as possible.
After a while, he added sullenly, "what made you decide to cut yourself off from father's purse strings, anyway?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 1:04 pm
"I said don't bother me jerk! And I came here because I was chosen!" she rebuttled.
She didn't dare tell him that she really had been cut off. Their father had finally seen past Auri's doe eyes. She had to make it on her own now.
"Besides I don't need him to get what I want. Just wait and see."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 1:22 pm
"Whatever." He shoved the plate of bread toward her rudely.
"Eat up, Chosen one. Maybe they'll be nice and find you a big fat ugly wher. It would suit your personality, I think. Mean and stupid, you know." He drained the last of his klah, not even tasting it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 1:30 pm
Auri grit her teeth.
"You eat up!" she shout. She grabbed the plate and shoved it into Dagner's face. "I hope you choke!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 1:33 pm
As the plate smacked against his face, Dagner fell slowly backwards out of his chair. He landed in a sputter of bread crumbs and wangst. He crawled over to where she sat, pausing only to claw at the buttery ruin of his second favorite shirt.
"YOU IDIOT! YOU GOT BUTTER ALL OVER MY TUNIC!" He snarled, throwing himself at her chair and wrenching it to the ground with him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 1:44 pm
Auri twisted and fell down onto the mess they had made crushing the buttery crumbs onto her.
"YOUR TUNIC!? Look what you did to mine dead glow!" She balled her little hands and began flailing at him. "I'll ruin that pretty face of yours next!" She shouted at him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 2:38 pm
"What? You're the one who - HEY!" Dagner sputtered, scuttling backward. His hand splatted into something - he grabbed the discarded bread plate, using it as a shield.
"GET A GRIP, AURI!" He cried, cringing behind the earthenware platter.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 2:49 pm
"I'll give you a grip! Grip that hair right out of your head!" she screamed as she rattled the dinnerware armor. "What are you gonna do without big brother here to stop me?!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 2:19 pm
"What are YOU going to do," Dagner replied tersely, still crouching behind his makeshift shield, "without other big brother to get you out of TROUBLE?" He risked a peek at her, to give her his best stern squint. "You can't just BAT your eyes at everyone here and expect them to fall in line like you did back home!"
With that, he threw the plate at her and scrambled to get to the other side of the table.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 2:31 pm
It was at that point that one (1) Candidate Herryk waltzed in to the eating area. After a night of wine and women, Herryk was famished. Starving. Wasting away. It was pathetic, piteous, even. There was no humor in the way his stomach growled and groused, nothing hilarious about the stern expression he wore as he marched in from the barracks.
However, when Dagner's poorly-aimed plate missile arched clumsily over his sister's shoulder, wibbling like some drunken frisbee before it clipped Herryk on the shoulder, well.
There was something funny about that.
When that plate winged upward after ricocheting off Herryk's shoulder only to crash into the mulish line of his very manly jaw? That was pretty funny too.
When the plate clattered to the ground an instant before Herryk landed right on his a**?
No, that wasn't funny. Well. It wasn't that funny.
A stunned silence stretched as Herryk regained his composure.
He was seeing stars.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:46 pm
The dish sailed past Auri as Dagner made a run for it.
"Where do you think your going?!" she shouted at his back. "When I get you I'll show you why I..." Auri paused as she heard and loud series of pings and twangs followed by a hard thump. She turned her head back to see a wall of a man slowly getting up from what appeared to be a solid dishing.
At this point Auri's haze of anger stopped for a moment and she realized what she was doing. Kneeling there on the hard floor covered in food screaming at the top of her lungs was not going to make a good impression.
Sure, Dagner may may have deserved it, but this wasn't the time.
Auri got up and put her chair back at the table. She sat there flustered, picking the crumbs from her clothes. "And I like this tunic too." she pouted to herself.
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