Rider
Name: Rochelle
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual. Mostly. Queer? C'tis oriented for ten years?
Rank: Wingrider and Journeyman Glasscrafter
History: Rochelle's history is kind of boring. There is some sad feels, there are good feels, friendships, a bit of more sad personal feels tossed in, but all around it is nothing spectacular.
She was born into Malvren Weyr and promptly delivered to the creche by a drudge attending her birth. They said her name was 'Elle'. Her parents were probably dragonriders but a Weyr being a Weyr, no one knows and no one cares - especially her parents. Elle grew up a normal, happy Weyrbrat, getting into trouble, making not-really friendships with the other Weyrbrats, and generally not caring if she was supposed to be angsty or upset or something.
At six, a Glasscrafter named Rocham took her in as a foster and mini-apprentice. She fell in love with the craft and absolutely adored Rocham as a father figure, although the man had blonde hair and pale skin - unusual and nothing at all like her. He gave her trinkets and a doll named Missy, taught her a few things about 'Crafting, told her that one day she would be one just like him and would help him out at the Weyr. He filled her head with badassery and self esteem, making sure the little girl had swagger - it would do no good to have a wilting, sad creature as an apprentice. She had to learn to use melting glass and fire-breathing technologies after all.
When Elle turned eleven, Rocham sent her off to the Crafthall in Ista. Elle screamed and protested and in the end was told "LOL You think you have a choice, that's adorable. Shoo now, come visit when you can." So she did and introduced herself there as Rochelle, daughter of Rocham, because screw convention. Even with all of her misgivings and dedication to hating the hall, Rochelle fell into a steady routine of being Amazing and trying to show up everyone else in her age group. She never made it to #1, though it was close for a while there. She made friends, as children do, and she made enemies, as arrogant little snots do. Fist fights were not a common thing, though enough for the Journeymen and Masters to just sigh and go "Shardit, Rochelle, why?"
Her first crush and first kiss happened at fourteen. His name was Samisu and he was fifteen, all elbows and knees with a silly smile. Nothing came of it except giggles and blushing and awkward teenager handholding.
No, the big things happened between her fourteenth nameday and the fifteenthth.
Rochelle visited the Weyr as often as she could before then and sent Rocham letters frequently - or as much as she could afford. He never mentioned ill health, keeping it from his apprentice for at least a turn until a Healer, concerned, sent a message to Rochelle that he had been sick for quite some time and she may want to return to say her final farewells.
She left Ista behind without a second glance, Missy in tow.
It took some readjusting to the Weyr, another culture shock that became like a warm return. She became far too aquainted with the Infirmary as she spent as much time as she could there with Rocham. He looked sick and frail in the bed, often drifting in and out of sleep, and in pain when not dosed up. Whenever the Healers kicked her out to get her own rest or food or just because of her annoying, she took solace in the Crafting quarters. Even though she was only an Apprentice, Rochelle knew a few things and found another Journeyman to help her continue her education.
There she met a man. About two years older, he had red curling hair and skin a shade lighter than hers, his smile wide and bright, nose crooked. She doesn't remember his name (it is R'nam), but he came to the Crafting quarters to commission a flask for a wingmate's nameday. He flirted, arrogant in his own right, charming all the same, and after eight sevendays of her being there, convinced Rochelle to give the handsome brownrider a chance. So she did, seeing him when not with Rocham. In the Infirm, she found a casual friend in Aleck, a healers son. He had the tendency to be the only one to see her smiling facade crack even a little and she trusted him not to gossip. Poor guy had to listen to her constant chatter about R'nam in order to avoid discussing the unconcious Rocham.
A Turn into her return, the decision was made to send Rocham to Healer Hall. While the Healers at Malvren were (are) excellent, the Hall staffed itself with more Masters, more medicines, and more apprentices to see him in the peak of health. Rochelle would not be allowed to go there with him. She bid him farewell until her next visit and decided to stay at Malvren as an apprentice and a Candidate.
A certain brownrider professed his love to her the night they sent Rocham off and held her when she cried for her foster-teacher. But he loved her and stroked her hair and pressured, so the next morning she woke up in his bed. He didn't talk to her for a sevenday afterwards and when he did, it was to inform Rochelle that he made a mistake and did not feel t hat way about her. He did, however, have feelings for this greenrider in his wing, she was a metal crafter and--
Rochelle went back to Ista the next day with no prior warning to anyone in the Weyr. She threw herself into her aprenticeship and when she started to date again, they were all casual, short flings. When things became serious, she withdrew, ended it with their tears or yelling because she could not explain enough why she panicked and tried to disappear and few people wanted to listen. Poor Samisu. He cried. She still feels guilty about that.
Aside from her issues in relationships, Rochelle did well as an apprentice. She walked the tables at nineteen and stayed on at Ista as a Journeyman for about eight months, three months shy of her 20th birthday. When she received word that Rocham was actually doing very well at Healer Hall, she put in a request to be transferred to Malvren. She avoids dragonriders and the Infirmary for the most part, but she's only been back for a sevenday when the wherhandlers decided to be jerks and start a revolution.
Thanks, wherhandlers. You made her drop her blowtorch.
[Post uprising here]
She met a guy named Carltis, among many others such as her old friend (and crush) Aleck, his father Bereck, a charming wherhandler, and a small neophyte of a healer that cried a lot. It happened during the uprising, she was generally pissed at the world, and ended up getting the frag out of there a fortnight later with said people. At Trine, she Impressed crimson Kibeth, became friends with a few people and Carltis - now C'tis - and subsequently pretended not to notice any snide jabs about colors.
Rochelle was always super awesome at denial.
Then that whole 'captured by Keller' thing happened and horribly traumatizing visit to Benden that left her with many tiny scars and phobias of tiny cramped spaces. C'tis was one of the people in the rescue mission. Afterwards, feelings and plans to move were blurted out, almost in one breath. Rochelle only liked one of those things.
She moved anyway, to Euclid Weyrhold before it was actually anything except two tents and a buried foodstore. Hated the manual labor, hated being turned from respected rider to shaffing rebellious runaway, and hated how it was either abruptly go or be left at Trine without friends or family. It led to friction, especially when C'tis thought she disliked loosing the privileged status of Crimsonrider. Look kids, communication. Also, probably a lot of PTSD.
She still has a lot of that last thing.
Once Euclid became less of a pit and more of a Weyrhold, Rochelle turned back to her crafting days with the extensive encouragement of C'tis and Kibeth. She began working on the path to her Mastery as one of Euclids Glasscrafter. She visited her father to tell him as she was a Rider and betweening meant wonders for your social life. Rocham passed away less than half a turn later with Rochelle at his bedside and a miniature glass figurine of a father and daughter in his hand. Rochelle vanished from Healers Hall, absent from Holds, Weyrs, or Weyrholds for over a sevenday before she returned to Euclid with Kibeth and Sassy.
Somewhere along the way, she grew to love Euclid. It was a good life, their Gold was a figurehead, and somehow she had a stable, healthy relationship. Friends were around, they lacked for little things, and people were... it was good. When the Fall of the Golds happened and Natai rallied support to disband Euclid, Rochelle fought it. C'tis had to drag her there and he had to drag her out, too. Well, no, Natai cornered her and they talked and it ended with Rochelle punching her in the arm, not very hard, and saying, "I still don't like you but okay. And thanks." Gross.
They went back anyway because... well, she wasn't living in a shaffing tent again. She wouldn't live in a tent again for anyone, not even Kibeth. C'tis became a Warden and Rochelle spends her spare time as a Glasscrafter -- time that isn't being social or in her weyr. She might never hit her Mastery, she might not even be able to spend a lot of time there ever, but she refuses to give it up entirely again. And she's pretty happen about it, too.
Description: Rochelle is a respectable 5'7" and on the fluffy side, all stomach and hips and busts. She wears the typical tunic-and-pants outfit with the pants fitted and the tunic usually open a bit far, thick wherhide boots. Usually she wears a waist pincer as well, though during work her outfits tend to be brownish and baggy and kind of gross. Her skin is a dark beige and her hair is a deep auburn, going all the way to the middle of her back in a thick bolt.
Her face is very round with a tiny chin, full, wide lips and an even larger smile. Dark blue eyes made nearly black by the use of kohl, Rochelle makes a practice of making little glass jewelry on her off times. Rowr. Scars dot above and below her lips, her nostrils, and both eyebrows from where piercings were torn from her abduction, though they've faded from a decade of being there. She also bites her nails down to the skin and has two piercings in each ear, all amidst the scar tissue. Random scars decorate her body from wars, accidents, work, you name it.
Personality:
Rochelle takes pride in being sharp tongued, full of swagger and snark and other 's' words. While being mean is not exactly something she enjoys, it happens to be an unfortunate side effect of voicing your opinions and matching your tone to others. Once loud about her opinions, Rochelle has since learned to keep her mouth shut and her disdain visible until the time is right to cut the person down, publicly, and hopefully ruin them forever. (She blames C'tis for this learned trait.) Sudden outbursts make her nothing but irritated, then angry, and she only suffers them from C'tis on a bad day. While she still occasionally flips her crap, it's generally in the privacy of her weyr or screaming into the void of between. Generally.
When not one of those 'generally' times, her temper is mighty. Rochelle fought as a small child, a teenager, and push come to shove, she will still Curbstomp someone's face when in the right context. Yes, she dislikes outbursts. If she's kicking the snot out of someone, she dislikes them even more. While her hands are small, they hurt when those tiny knuckles dig into flesh. She fights dirty and takes no prisoners. She's not keen on punishments so this happens rarely. Living well is the best revenge.
She puts 110% into everything she does due to the simple fact that in order to be as badass as she knows she has to act like it and be awesome. As an adult, her bark understates her bite; her bragging is well-founded and if she doesn't say she's fan-fricking-tastic at something, she doesn't think she's one of the best at it. Be prepared for her to try and conquer that particular thing. Bad side effect? She puts her own standards onto other people without realizing it and critiques them just as harshly. Kibeth tries to curb this but, being elitist herself, it's not always the best. Her influence has at least calmed Rochelle down in her later years.
She doesn't like children. Not a friends, not a family child, not her own (if she'd had one, which is no). When younger, the idea of having intense feels for anyone sent her heading to the hills. Now... not so much. Sure, she disappeared a few times in the course of their relationship with little reason to panic but the last one was like five years ago. She channels much of her love and adoration not allotted to a certain person into her Craft and her Weyr. Despite being at other place for most of her life, Trine is her home and hers. She defends it and it's dragons fiercely, taking everything against the Weyr as a personal slight.
Now that the world isn't ruled by a dictatorship, Rochelle is pretty okay with authority. The people in charge are thus because they are actually competent to some degree and she can get behind that. If someone storms in and tries to throw their weight around, they'll meet resistance and likely blatant disregard until the authority is either gone or she gets in trouble. This hasn't happened since the Fall but hey, who knows.
When Rochelle finds someone interesting and wants to get to know them better, she can be annoying. She finds excuses to talk to them, poke at them with random topics, something, anything. She does this less as an adult but it is her way of saying 'hey, I think you are cool, we should be friends. Hey. Hey you.' She thrives on human contact and none of it is meant as malicious, merely curious, but it's how her mind works. She also likes to smile. A lot. It's her favorite expression.
Other: Weyrmated to C'tis and stupid in love. It's gross. Also, Sassy!
Dragon
Name: Kibeth
Age: ...14
Colour: Crimson
Description: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v471/nozomigakanau/Crimson_Noz-1_zps84b6933d.png
Personality: You aren't the boss of Kibeth. If you keep that in mind, pretty much everything should work out for you. More or less.
There is no sane way to restrain Kibeth. Not in the sense that she’s some terrible force of nature waiting to blow – she’s actually quite mellow – but in the sense that the second she is told no, she’ll probably go and do something. Not out of sheer bloody-mindedness or to annoy people – but simply because it is up to Kibeth to decide where she shall and shall not go, and what she shall and shall not do. She does things as she chooses to do them, and no doubt will end up with a reputation for being untrustworthy, even downright disreputable. Really, it's up to Rochelle to keep her in line or to use nice words to soothe over any disasters.
She is not charismatic in the strictest sense, but there is something compelling about Kibeth, perhaps the fact that whatever she is up to she manages to make seem like the most interesting thing ever. She exists to find weird stuff and do things to it, whether that weird stuff is some kind of horrifying plant or a new species of glowing fungus in the deepest reaches of the Weyr or some sort of strange animal she keeps hearing in the jungle at night. And if she wanders off, there’s really no choice but to go with her, because you’re not going to get her to come back once her mind is made up. Stubborn as a mule is Kibeth, and she regrets nothing.
She does have a tendency to be impatient – and is most likely to get emotional if she feels something needs doing and everyone else is ignoring her. Of course, Kibeth isn’t a dragon to sulk or whine; she snaps right into action and gets things done even if nobody else is going to. That said, she won’t give up without a fight if someone is being dismissive. Kibeth doesn’t like being bossed, or being told that she’s wrong. If someone dismisses her, they can expect an earful until they realize what they’ve done and make up for it. She also loves to fight – physically or verbally, you name it.
She prefers clutchsibs and wingmates that don’t spend all their time brooding or being creepy - she thinks it’s freaking hilarious when the stuffy ones gets their feathers ruffled, but none of this changes the fact that she’s actually mind-blowingly loyal when it comes right down to it. In a pinch, she can always be relied upon as being told 'no' doesn't mean she won't fight tooth and nail to defend one of her 'pack' or to keep one of the people Rochelle considers friends. And on the topic of her rider, despite Kibeth being an argumentive little prat, she is the one to keep Rochelle in check from being stupid. Those rash bouts of temper and violent tendencies from the glass-smith will be best kept in check with a firm mind like Kibeth's and Rochelle will be able to mellow out more herself with a presence that doesn't encourage or indulge her idiocy. Kibeth is not above telling Rochelle she is being stupid, especially when she is.
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