Prism Shine generated a random number between
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Prism Shine
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2018 5:41 pm
So many suitors had answered lovely Neiveth’s call, and rightfully so as she was a resplendent beauty on such a lovely day as this was. He perks up, pinks rolling into the deep purples of his eyes as she answers his call. A memory I shall cherish evermore, dear Neiveth. His attention is focused on the lovely lady ahead of him, less so on his rider back at their weyr. He’d have things to come back to, however for now Neiveth deserved his attention!
As she suddenly bolted, Kinitarth shot after her in pursuit. Yet she twisted and changed directions when he hadn’t been expecting it. He scrambles in the air as he overshoots, twisting out of the midair tumble with a rather graceful corkscrew twist. The resulting maneuver, however, ended with his tongue chomped on in his momentary rush to correct himself. Whoops.. It was a minor pain, and one he didn’t feel too much as he turned to fly after such a playful green in the direction she chose was right.
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About Kinitarth: A sweet, artistic blue.. to anyone but his rider. A romantic soul with gentle words and sweet thoughts, but also a pragmatic realist (especially about himself). A whippy little blue who finds something to admire in everyone.
About Sam’kel: Big sad (read: likely depressed) man who is going to hide in his room kthnx. Actually a romantic soul, and very sweet.
Kinitarth’s Stats
Base points for blue: 45pts Less than 5 turns: +2 points Average/Normal: +5 points Native to High Reaches Weyr: +5 57 Points
Tsunake generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2018 5:41 pm
More and more dragons were joining the chase--and he was not surprised in the least to see Thanoth among them. Rumbling with amusement, Elzebuth eyed the small bronze, green flickering through his purple eyes.I have faith in us, Menankith. Let us show them what we can do. He could not pursue her as hard as he would like, for his wing joints were already aching quietly as though to remind him that he could not push himself like usual.
Neiveth, forgive my lack of greeting! Your beauty stunned me to silence, though that is no reason for poor manners! He called to her. And chomped his own tongue in the process. Faranth forbid that anyone had seen!
Meepfur generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2018 5:46 pm
There were so very many! It was not precisely a surprise to Menankith, after hearing such fuss and to-do over the matter of Flights, both dragon and human. He supposed it was only to be expected. And he and Elzebuth were far from the only browns! There was, however, one shiny hide among them, though since it wasn't a particular shiny hide, it didn't ruffle him too much. Without a certain someone in the way, he was perfectly happy to go along for the ride as he saw for himself just what this was all about - and in the company of some of his siblings!
I have no doubts that we can outfly him, brother! he called encouragingly to his larger clutchmate. Outfly Thanoth, on the other hand... There was a rumble of amusement, but no disrespect in it whatsoever. Have you come to show us all up, sister?
Elated to be in the sky, relishing the rush of new feelings and the potential to discover more, the young brown bugled his eagerness as he twisted after Neiveth, not so much deliberately showing off (okay, maybe a little, but not just for her!) as enjoying himself. After so much seriousness and stress, it was just...so nice to be free for a moment! Of course I come when you call, Neiveth! I could never ignore a need, yours or anyone's!
The surges of joy rolling off her dragon were one thing, the rest was...oh, dear. The wall was a good, safe place to lean while Nadry took a moment to breathe and try to keep some semblance of herself, to split her focus between what was Menankith and what was here: which was the green's rider, presumably, as well as the bronzerider he'd bumped into, and...Takarath's. Faranth! Yeah, no, she was not staying here, thank you very much. She peeled herself away from the wall and started in the general direction of the path to her weyr at a deliberate pace. The temptation to book it was there, but she was fairly certain that would end in a faceplant somewhere along the way.
(Nadry is still totally open for interaction, is just noping away from V'kenti et al.)
Hattaki generated a random number between
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1!
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2018 5:48 pm
Interest Roll >w>
SilverLutz generated a random number between
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2018 6:03 pm
My, but Neiveth drew quite the crowd, didn't she? Lireloth looked on with admiration at those that rose to meet the little green. As someone who could appreciate a pretty face, he took in all of the suitors that spoke to Neiveth and even the few strangers who were new to everyone present. Even some of the younger brood joined them in the air, a green among them. Well, this was sure to be a fun flight!
So long as you keep an eye on me, my dear, I will do the same. he promised before she shot off into the air. He pumped his wings to start to gain momentum, lagging a bit behind at first but soon catching up to the group. He dipped a wing to roll quite neatly just under Neiveth, but it seemed her attention was elsewhere. Hmph....he'd win her gaze back, mark his words.
BastetAmun generated a random number between
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20!
Posted: Wed May 23, 2018 8:38 pm
The more browns that joined in made Alucarth seethe, his eyes had a constant whirl of red mixed in with his purple. It didn't help that one of the new browns was one of the new hatchlings, and he was a lot bigger then he was. The bronze grit his teeth, doing everything to resist the urge to snap out at the younger male, or any of the browns. There was no guaranteeing what would happen further into the flight.
Neiveth's words to him helped to calm the bronze some, and stroke his ego. Of course he set the bar high, he was the only bronze chasing her. She deserved only the best. You only deserve the best to chase you, Neiveth dear. His words were honeyed towards her, sending back a wave of affection.
The sudden change in direction did not surprise Alucarth, though the bronze was able to move a bit better then some of these others up here. Especially the large browns that chased after her. He easily kept pace with her, even managing to get a bit closer to her as well.
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It was clear to see that G'lin was not comfortable. Al'ndru remembered being that way when Alucarth chose to rise, though it became a bit easier to try and ignore the dull buzzing in his head when the bronze chased after greens. It helped that he needed to be a bit more aware to try and help calm the anger out of his bronze as well.
V'kenti arriving had Al'ndru nodding his head to the other man, his eyes watching G'lin. "Do you need a chaperone back to your weyr? Perhaps even a guard?" He gave a crooked smile. "Our benevolent wingleader seems to be offering such a thing to you. I do not believe Takarath has left his Uridith's side to chase." Movement behind G'lin and V'kenti caught Al'ndru's eyes and he easily spotted Nadry, though the man didn't do anything, just nodded his head to her.
He did make a mental note that, depending on how Alucarth acted after the flight, he might go and see if the young woman had made it safely back to her weyr. Alucarth's feelings must have been rubbing off on him and Al'ndru pinched the bridge of his nose. He normally wouldn't care about what happened to a nearly graduated weyrling, especially one whose dragon was old enough to rise after all.
The blue dragon had heard Neiveth's call and looked up at the sky. She was a lovely green in her own right, and deserved to have the attention of the Weyr. A pang of jealousy did course through the blue, whose eyes whirled a purple-blue as he watched from his ledge. Xochith had enjoyed her flight a few weeks prior... and Macuith had enjoyed watching.
But.
A pang went through the blue. Instinct told him to spread his wings, to join in the fray, and yet he knew he could not, would not, be suitable for Neiveth. She deserved a dragon who would be keen on twining tails with her, where Macuith would much prefer one of the strapping fellows in the fray.
Macuith? The blue felt His reach out to him, could feel the confusion. While the blue had watched many a flight with keen interest and fascination, today seemed to be different. There was something in the air, something that had the brown-haired rider on edge. C'lusi was not at lunch.... instead, he was rather in the middle of catching up with R'shahar. Perhaps that was the difference. Either way, the blue decided that he, too, would get in on the fun... especially with three of his favorite Tarot clutchmates enjoying such fine skies!
With eyes whirling a deeper purple, the blue dragon pushed off from his ledge. He did not bugle, did not cry out -- he was a blue who got what he wanted, but he would no steal the show from the lovely green hostess! No, today, the blue wanted to feel the wind beneath his wings, and though he would not compete for the lovely Neiveth's, he might at least enjoy a little flirting with some of his clutch sibs, and the other fine dragons of the Weyr.
Besides, maybe Viandarth might stir from his ledge if he gave him quite the show.
Like a bolt, the blue snuck up on the pack of chasing males. He would purposefully stay behind, to encourage those who were falling behind, and of course, so he might admire their powerful wings, and handsome tails. Lovely Neiveth, you certainly command the skies. I hope you don't mind an admirer of your handsome horde within your midst... Macuith would not have joined in if she were a more aggressive green, but Neiveth seemed sociable and friendly. Perhaps she would not mind if he simply . . . enjoyed the show.
There were so many lovely males. While they focused on the green, Macuith had no problem weaving in and out among them. He always had been a bit of a sky dancer, and loved to be on wing. Still, he would not fully distract -- he would simply watch. Menankith, Elzebuth, Thanoth, his words were practically a purr in greeting. But a bit louder, to all the contenders, he added A fine day to fly. Neiveth is certainly a beauty -- better hurry, now, lest she get away.
But how might the green decide on a partner? Macuith himself could hardly make such a choice. Surrounded by handsome dragons, and a lovely Thanoth as the icing of the cake. It was a shame a dragon couldn't have them all.
Still, the blue admired Alucarth, Kinitarth, Lireloth, and the strangers Teth and Gaerdalth. Neiveth had even pulled in some foreign men -- how utterly exotic and charming!
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ShinosBee generated a random number between
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2018 8:55 am
Such a throng! Well Neiveth deserved the attention, of that Thanoth was certain. The males were all plenty appealing, if you were into that sort of thing. She trilled in passing to Menankith, Of course! Who knows the heart of a green better than, well, a green? The particularly churlish bronze was also eye-catching, and Thanoth made no effort to hide her peal of laughter at his blatant discontent. Maybe he was a bit afraid of the competition? Silly thing!
The sudden arrival of Macuith disrupted Thanoth's would-be lightning dart after her lovely green interest, but of course, how could she just ignore her own brother? She might not be his egg-twin, but they were of a mind in terms of flights, and chasing. Her trumpet after Neiveth was curtailed, her split attention leading to an awkwardly bitten tongue. Ma-ACK!-uith! Come to find a pretty tail or blue or brown or bronze? I'll compliment you to them if you distract them from my lady green...! It would be such sporting fun to turn the charming blue on some of these males, she felt. Oho! She could just imagine that cranky bronze, should he find a blue in his path, not a green!
She'd certainly make use of any chaos that presented itself, and made haste after Neiveth, twirling and rushing to catch up. You can do ever so much better than most of these, pretty Neiveth! Though perhaps we could just round them up and keep them all! I could fetch a gold or two as well, and we'll start our own wing, just like planned, yes darling?
Start Interest: 4 (+3) Interest 1: Roll 2 - You bite you tongue somehow and Neiveth finds it very amusing. She sends a mental wave that comes off like a blown kiss - if dragons understood such concepts. +1 interest -1 tongue feeling Interest 2: Interest 3: INTEREST TOTAL: 8
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2Total: 2 (1-4)
Posted: Thu May 24, 2018 8:58 am
Thanoth Interest Roll
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2018 7:30 pm
There was indeed a stirring on that quiet ledge. What had been a sleepy afternoon quite suddenly was thick with tension and promise. A single eye opened, vividly purple, and Viandarth, at long, long last, shifted. He stretched, fully aware of the spectacle above, even as a lovely Blue form joined those dancers already in the sky. Given what Viandarth's was currently occupied with, perhaps it was no wonder that the Bronze was quite keen on trying his own luck. Although his prize had a far different shape than that of the beautiful Neiveth.
Are you dancing for me, beloved? a deep voice purred, as the Bronze hurtled himself into the sky. Surging upward, he caught a thermal to carry him well above the gathering throng below. R'shahar reached for C'lusi at just that moment, half mad with Flightlust, and did not think beyond gathering the weyrling in his arms.
At long last, the Bronze made his move. However charming these others might be, you alone captivate me, my darling Macuith. Perhaps he had waited for too long to say what was in his hearts, but he would not sit idly while others might vie for his love. No, this was one chase that the young Bronze intended to win.
Neiveth, greetings to you. I wish you well, and hope that you will forgive me for my own chase. For there was no doubt on who he was intent to catch. Yet he would not deny Macuith his fun - the Blue thrilled to the attentions of his clutchmates and others. Flirtation was in his nature. Something that Viandarth might well emulate if he wished to be the victor in this.
He swooped down, closing the distance between himself and the fair Macuith, intention in every line of him. It was unmistakably a courtship, and as clear as his goal was, he knew well enough to make the chase a game. He flew so that his wing might brush against the other, reminding Macuith well of who had joined him in the air.
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