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 Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 2:57 pm
Under the wing! Lasoth said, lifting her left wing obediently to make sure Leevi could get to the right spot. Her freshly-oiled hide glinted in the sunlight. It wasn't really a Weyrbowl proper, but it was outside; after a failed attempt to oil Lasoth inside ended with her accidentally knocking over a bucket of oil with her long tail and then getting stuck in said bucket, Leevi had decided that, in the future, all oiling attempts should happen outside. Just until she had some sort of muscular control.
In truth, the oil wasn't even necessary. It had taken Leevi a while to accept it but there was no doubt about it. Lasoth was a metallic dragon. Her hide glittered with the same sheen as any bronze or gold, even if her colors didn't match up.
It was... troubling, in a way... Leevi frowned as he smoothed oil over that glittering hide to stop it from cracking.
Mine? Are you alright? the opal------again, it had taken Leevi a while to ask about the name of her unusual color; she deemed herself an 'opal'-----nuzzled her rider's hair, catching some of those curls between her lips. Her eyes swirled with a concerned yellow for a moment. It was a kind of positive-feedback loop of anxiety sometimes: Leevi's nervous energy would leak over to Lasoth's side of things, which would feed back into his mind, and, soon enough, they were both looking for soothing tea.
“It's nothing, Lasoth.” Come on. She was just a baby. She had no way of understanding the world she was in and the possible dangers of it. “Don't worry about it.”
Oh good. Now that it's been clarified that I don't need to worry about it, can you tell me so I don't worry about it? From any other dragon, it might have been snarky. From Lasoth, it was just the honest truth. What if she worried about it but didn't know she wasn't supposed to worry about it because she didn't know what it was? She arched her wing more. It's very itchy at the joint.
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Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 3:49 pm
With Ai settled in and off somewhere for the day, Zamanateth was bored. Ai got to do interviews. Ai got to look at the hatchlings. Ai expected her to sit in her wallow all day in the sun? All right so that was what she had done all day yesterday, but it was such nice sun with such nice warm air and she had a great view of the guard dragons. Which she thought were great by the way. But today, nope. She went flying. Warden's Weyr, huh? Looked like a shithole, felt like a shithole, but it was full of awesome diamonds of crassness and bullshit. Zamanateth loved it. It was the perfect place to be. Not a place for pansies and simpering idiots. Perfect. Absolutely perfect. She did a sweep, greeting a guard patrol with a bugling purr, letting the tropical sun glint off of her skin. Oh yeah. She loved flying. She did another turn when a glint from below caught her eye. A small dot by another small human dot. She looked, at first in boredom and then with interest. Not a bronze, definitely not a gold. Whoa, it was that crazy colored shining hatchling! Zam's eyes whirled in glee. Jackpot. Ai's response was wary. <... You may.> she swooped in for a landing, right over the pair. Small field, but small was just fine with her. She landed, then rounded. she said to Lasoth This was going to be awesome.
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Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 4:23 pm
Oof, yeah. The area around the joint of Lasoth's wing was cracking and peeling. Leevi frowned and applied some more oil. Presumably, the movement kept drying it out all the time. But he was learning. It was just such a pity that Lasoth had to suffer while he learned and what the shards was that. Both weyrling and dragon looked up sharply as a shadow passed overhead. Sun sparkled off of golden hide, to the point where Leevi had to blink away after-images. The ground shook as the much larger dragon landed and approached.
But she said nothing to Leevi. All of her words were for Lasoth alone. Oh dear... she was really, really big... which made Lasoth feel even smaller. But no! She would be brave and confident. Her fellow odd-colors were depending on her to make a good impression on the golden queen. Tiny Lasoth puffed herself up, making herself look even more oddly shaped.
Mine, she wishes to interview us, she said privately to Leevi.
“Do you want to talk to her?” oh Faranth, Leevi wished he was better at mindspeaking. The best he could do was keep his voice down and sort of whisper to Lasoth.
The opal's eyes whirled a bit before settling into a steady green. I think I should. I need to be brave.
To the gold she answered, Um. Yes, you can interview us. Inwardly, she winced a bit. 'Um' was not a word confident dragons said. Trying to hide it all, she added hurriedly, I'm Lasoth and this is Leevi.
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Posted: Sun Mar 17, 2013 5:06 am
Oh look how brave, puffin' herself up. That was a good sign. Zamanateth liked bravery. She approached until she loomed over them, grinning. She was big and imposing and she knew it, but she wasn't even trying this time. she scrutinized them both. Well, the little funky one had spirit, but she wasn't so sure about her bonded. Well. She would get to see, wouldn't she? Thats what interviews were all about, right? Zamanateth wasn't sure what to call the mottled color. Rose gold? Sparklebutt? No shaffing clue. said Ai sarcastically.
Ai was not encouraged by the ambivalent sensation of a shrug, or the impatience.
added Zamanateth before little Lasoth could respond, she asked, her eyes whirling ever more eagerly. Come on, kiddo, give her some gory details...
Ai's anger flashed through the bond.
scolded Ai.
Ai's sigh was audible through the bond.
she grumbled.
<...>
Her eyes flashed red for a moment before fading back to a green with flecks of red and orange dancing inside them. She declined to tell her 'interviees' about her conversation with her bond.
she grumbled to Ai,
HA.
Fat chance.
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 10:06 am
Oh Faranth, the Gold was really big! She'd seemed big enough in the sky but, up there, she was somehow ethereal, a creature of air and wind. On the ground, she was just this huge hulking beast with whirling red eyes and a sharp smile. That is, she smiled like a predator just waiting to take a chunk out of someone. Lasoth's delicate confidence wavered slightly, to the point where she backed up until she backed into Leevi's knees.
Um. I'm an opal... she started. That had been one of the first things she knew. It simply entered her brain, as easily as the knowledge that she had to find Hers. Instinct, she supposed, or something like it. While Zamanateth's eyes whirled more eagerly at the thought of bloodshed, the little opal's eyes whirled into distressed grey and worried yellows.
No, of course I didn't! I just wanted to find mine. He was up in the Stands. And, at the time, no one had been eager to get into Lasoth's way. Although she couldn't even imagine that she would hurt anyone. Granted, the memories were growing a bit dim... with a worried keen, she turned towards Hers. I didn't hurt anyone, did I?
“No, you didn't. I think you clawed up the Stands itself pretty well, but you didn't maul anyone...” as he could only hear half of the conversation, Leevi wasn't perfectly clear on what was going on, but he felt like he could get the gist of things. Clearly, the Watch was trying to figure out if the aggressive Grey had been an anomaly or if all the irregular colors were aggressive when hatched. Shards if he knew why; it wasn't like typical colors couldn't be aggressive little shits.
Language, mine!
“Well, it's true.”
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Posted: Wed Mar 20, 2013 7:35 pm
Zamanateth chuffed, drawing back a bit, she grumbled. So. Opal. Nice. If the kid wasn't cowering against her rider like some shitless-scared wherry, then she would almost think that they had guts naming themselves. Then again, you just KNEW what color you were. So, Zamanateth thought, Not that impressive. She looked at Leevi when he spoke, eyes narrowing. She said to Lasoth, keeping her eyes on him,
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