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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 12:37 pm

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The flight probably couldn't have gone better. Oh there was always someone who complained about the outcome. Vosin only cared that Killa was happy, and the gold was happy with her flight. The rider simply shrugged off the complainers. If they had wanted to actually do something instead of just whine they could have joined the flight too.

Vosin strode quickly down a corridor haven just recently escaped from one said grump. Vintage squawked as he was bounced on her shoulder. She slowed a bit and patted him in apology. As the brown flipped his wings, Vosin took note of where she was. The entrance to the records room was just up ahead, and the light was on. Curiously she crept down the hall to peer around the corner.

To her delight, a familiar red-head male was there. Vosin plastered on a grin and strolled into the records room. "Wha-ll wha-ll, what do we have here Vintage? Looks like someone is working too hard.

Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 12:54 pm

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Sometimes even villains just needed to lay about in the sun, and that was what Mornhavonth was doing. She could scheme and plot while giving her gorgeous body the sunlight it craved, there was no reason why she needed to favor one thing over another.

she commented, yawning in Trine's warmth, she stretched,

he protested. He'd rather be doing anything else, but this was his job, unless Morn Rose, and then he would need to excuse himself. Morn, however, was not close to rising, and that meant that there was no escape from his paperwork but the gentle passage of time and, hopefully, the gradual reduction of the pile of things to do.

she teased. She didn't want to go flying or swimming or anything of the sort immediately – she was comfortable in her sun. Plus, this was his way of furthering her goals – first clerk, then... everything. She hoped.

Vesresh shook his head to re focus, though images of clear beaches and cool surf continued to intrude amidst the figures and technical legaleese and all the crap he had to read. Finally, he managed to continue anew, his pen just starting to resume the regular skritch-skritch-skritch of his trade...

It stopped at the very familiar voice, and Vesresh made a visible effort not to look up at his sister. “I'm not working too hard!” he protested, hiding a smile behind sheaves of paper, “I'm working just hard enough!”

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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2015 4:22 pm

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The flit gave a knowing chitter back to Vosin. She cackled as her brother protested. "Then that's clearly too hard!" The woman leaned over onto the table to see what Esre was working on this time. "Looks utterly droll if you ask me. C'mon I wanna get out of the weyr and go for a flight. Come with us." Her braid swung against her shoulder as she reached for a sheaf of parchment. "Not a sketch of Killa?! Or Morn? I'm surprised." She teased her little brother.

From her warm sandy wallow, a dragon put in her two cents. 'I think a nice easy flight would be wonderful today. Don't you Morn?' Killakeeth lifted her head and gave a shake to dislodge the sand clinging to her hide. She wanted to get out as soon she'd be stuck on the hatching sands to guard her clutch. 'Maybe we can take our riders down to a fresh stretch of beach. I want to get some of the candidates to rake my wallow smooth.' Her wallow was good, but there was nothing like beach that hadn't been recently laid upon.

Vosin grinned and rolled her eyes at Esre, knowing he'd have heard. "There you see? It couldn't hurt to get out and clear your brain for awhile." It was always funner to have a partner in crime.

Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 8:58 am

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“No it's not!” he protested, trying, unsuccessfully, to hide his work from view. “Some of this is confidential, you know!” All right, confidential and boring and of no interest to most anyone...

Monhavonth confided to Killakeeth, adding to the list of just how droll and boring her rider was being today. She stretched out on her rock. She sent a few more pleasant images to Vesresh through their bond. If Killa and her rider insisted then they might as well, mightn't they.

Killakeeth's familiar voice echoed in his head, and Vesresh had to put down his pen again, rubbing his forehead in exaggerated exasperation. “Oh, fine.” he grumbled – between his sister, Killa, and his dragon, there was no way he was going to do anything more for the time being.

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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 4:57 pm

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Oh ho confidential he said. "So you say! If it's confidential then you shouldn't be working on it out in the open." She looked smug, knowing she'd won and gotten what she wanted. Girl power! "You won't regret it," Vos promised as she draped an arm over his shoulders. What would the world be without little brothers? Quick as a wink she helped scoop his papers into a general tidy pile. "Going to bring it with you?" She handed him the packet. "Meet you at the field!" With a saucy jaunt she turned and headed out.

'Well that's a shame,' she replied to Morn; although she was only interested when he wanted to draw pictures of her. 'Is his employer cute?' If he was maybe he'd be perfect for Vosin. Killa assumed the employer was male and rode a dragon. She pulled herself out of the wallow and headed to the shed with her riding gear. Vos would be here soon to harness her up.

Many Turns of practice had made the movements familiar. Quick as a blink the pair was ready. Vosin mounted and held on for the quick jump over to the field. She remained sitting as she looked around for the familiar crimson hide of Morn. Hopefully Esre didn't get delayed or sidetracked. He could always say a goldrider was expecting him.

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