[PRP] He Cleans Up Nicely! (C’lusi/Le’x)

[Teiha]

It was with some trepidation that Le’x stripped to his slacks and then entered the water with his little dragon, shifting the bag of soapsand back and forth between his palms. Today was the day. Not the day of some stress-inducing lesson, or something otherwise momentous, no. But it was still something that inexplicably triggered the sweats in the young man.

Kratoth was already completely submerged, wriggling excitedly over the imminent scrubbing he was going to get. Le’x couldn’t help but laugh at the absurd sight of the dragon’s faceted blue eyes looking up at him from underwater. He went to work with the soapsand, giving his own skin and hair a good cleansing whenever he could sneak in a few seconds while bathing the little brown.

They returned to their room in the weyrling barracks, Kratoth to nap and Le’x to dry and dress. The boy found and put on some older clothes, a plain tan tunic and dark grey slacks. Normally, he’d just shake his head in a canine-like fashion to deal with wet hair, but this time he actually brushed it straight. He looked pretty plain when he knocked on the door to another room in the barracks – a blank slate, one might say...

Masterharper

8D

 

[Masterharper]

Teiha

C'lusi couldn't wait for his guest to arrive. He had set up his side of the room to accommodate his plans. He had various outfits and clothing pieces and accessories laid out on his bed, and a chair next to his desk that was covered with scissors, clippers, a razor, various gels, oils for the hair and skin, and a few little bottles of scented oil. Pins, and a measuring tape, sat to the side of the desk, and the blue weyrling couldn't help but wonder if he shouldn't have studied at the Weaverhall. From the look of his room, he didn't look much like a Harper today.

When will Kratoth and His come, Mine? Is it not yet time? The little -- well, not quite as little -- blue dragonet was pacing back and forth, pausing now and then to stare at the door as if he could will the others to come. His blue eyes whirled a happy shade of green, but C'lusi could tell he was more than a little impatient.

"Don't worry, pet. They should be here soon. We're going to give all the boys and girls something to talk about when we're through!" He grinned, settling himself in the chair meant for L'ex. Macuith gave a little impatient snort, but delicately went over to where his rider sat, and rested his head upon his lap.

C'lusi was more than happy to stroke the others eye ridges and head knobs, admiring his blues beautiful two-toned coat. He'd given Macuith a thorough bath and oiling the night previous, and the his blue's hide was nicely shined. His baby dragon was growing quickly, and his itching was almost a daily fight; thankfully, it wouldn't last forever and the growth spurts would eventually start to slow down.

Macuith lifted his head and turned to look at the door well before L'ex's knock came. When it did arrive, the blue couldn't contain his excitement, and he greeted Kratoth from behind the door with a loud and happy warble. Kratoth! Kratoth today is the day and Mine is quite excited and happy to help yours out! Hurry, Mine, don't leave them waiting. Oh, Kratoth, it's good to see you again! The blue dragon's excitement was infectious, and C'lusi couldn't help but laugh.

"Get out of the way, you, and let them in." The blue dragon finally obliged, but his wings were half-spread in excitement, and his eyes were whirling a frantic blue-green.

"Hello L'ex, Kratoth, come in, come in," he encouraged. If L'ex were plain, than C'lusi was dolled up. Like his mother and sister, he often took pains to look his very best; he always knew what to wear for any occasion, and no matter what, would always ensure it complimented him well. Even as a weyrling, the brown haired man somehow managed to look good even in his work clothes and covered in sweat or grime. Today was no exception. His hair was braided back and up off his neck, his clothing hugged him in just the right way, and his earrings matched his necklaces and bracelets. Even little Macuith had a small necklace wrapped loosely about his headknob -- at the blue's insistence, thank you. The little dragon liked to think he had the best of taste.

"Go ahead and have a seat, and make yourself comfortable."  

[Teiha]

Before C’lusi even let them in, Kratoth was at complete attention. His much deeper warble rang out in harmony with Macuith’s as the blue came in to view through the opening door, the brown stretching his neck to its limit to thrust his nose toward his brother. Macuith, hello! It is wonderful to see you as well! Le’x, don’t dawdle. Let’s go!

Le’x’s dark eyes were large and luminous as he stepped inside and looked around, mystified at the array of items C’lusi had laid out about the room. He’d seen such things about at home in Rusadh, especially while Lady Kareszia still lived, but never so many in one place! Feeling almost as if he’d stepped into a healer’s office for some unpleasant procedure, he gulped. It was a bit scary, these unknown things that were about to happen, but C’lusi had certainly been convincing with his kind invitation.

He sat down slowly, still turning his head from side as he looked at the clothes and other paraphernalia, then Kratoth, C’lusi, and Macuith, and back around to the clothes again. There was just so much stuff. “Will… will this hurt?”

Oh, such innocence.

Uta