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Post by amielle on Oct 2, 2009 15:43:49 GMT -6
Forsooth seemed almost delighted to see Jeth. She crooned at him, arching her neck a bit, not one bit upset that he had chosen to come and see her instead of grabbing any random female to sate his flight-lust. Come play with me![/color] she challenged, taking to the skies to tease him. This was the way things worked in the Weyr and she knew it. That Jeth had chosen her above all others was a proof of his devotion that made her very glad indeed
S'rian, did not at all share his dragon's glee. He lay curled in his bed, terrified. This was not at all how he had wanted things to happen. K'eld had made his feelings clear: he wanted T'lir, the tealrider and S'rian had just been a pleasant distraction while the tealrider was gone. He whimpered, Forsooth's definite lust taking over his brain. He barely even heard K'eld come in, still curled in a ball, trying not to let Forsooth feel his terror.
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Post by Obsidian on Oct 2, 2009 22:38:22 GMT -6
K'eld of Blue Jeth
Jeth crooned to Forsooth as the Green took to the skies, yet he didn't move at first. Forgive me, beautiful one. I have spent to much energy chasing after another. My wing hurts and our little game will have to be put on hold. I must have you! [/color] he hissed, suddenly lunging into the sky and grasping after Forsooth's tail. He wanted her, largely in part to the dragonlust, but more so due to his feelings. He stood, fixated, for a moment as Forsooth took to the sky and Jeth shut down the verbal link between them. He knew that there was nothing that would keep his Blue from claiming the young Green, and for some reason, K'eld was ok with that thought. He would be the first to admit, he didn't know what he wanted out of a relationship with either S'rian or T'lir, but he knew that both held a special place in his heart. "S'rian," he called as he entered the young Greenrider's weyr. From the entery way, he could see S'rian curled up on the bed, and the Bluerider didn't like the way the young man was curled up so tightly. His mind didn't seem to want to focus on putting S'rian at ease, but wanting to slack the dragonlust he was feeling through his link with Jeth. "S'rian . . . I . . I love you," he whispered, stepping closer toward to the curled up Greenrider. He was almost to the bed, almost able to lean down and rest his hand on S'rian's head, but he couldn't touch him. Not yet, please . . . just let me have a few more normal moments, K'eld begged, though he knew no one was listening to his mind.[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by amielle on Oct 2, 2009 22:55:08 GMT -6
Forsooth let herself be caught, unprotesting despite the pain of Jeth's claws. This was normal, to her and she wasn't going to fight the blue.
"No..." S'rian whimpered. "No you don't." He shivered. "Jeth caught Forsooth, just get it over with." He stayed curled under the covers, still terrified. He didn't turn to look at the other, knowing that if he did, he would start crying.
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Post by Obsidian on Oct 3, 2009 10:01:48 GMT -6
K'eld of Blue Jeth [/color][/b] "But he chose her over any other," K'eld whispered, shaking as he knelt on the bed and tried to pull the covers away from S'rian's body. He wanted to see him, but knew if he did, he wouldn't be able to fight the dragonlust anymore. "You've been around Jeth. He's head strong and stubborn. Even if I wanted him to go after T'lir's Teal, he would have done what he wanted, with or without me," he whispered, lightly running the palm of his hand over S'rian's leg, hoping to sooth the young boy. His muscles hurt from trying not to pounce on him and take him.
Jeth let out a loud bugle as Forsooth allowed him to catch her. He quickly loosened his grip a bit, not wanting to cause her unneeded pain, and latched onto her, twineing his neck around her and his tail around her tail. You do me great honor, sweet one, [/color] he purred nuzzling his mate, his love.[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by amielle on Oct 5, 2009 23:00:32 GMT -6
S'rian started shaking, feeling tears running down his cheek. "I know. Just get this over with," he repeated, trying to lose himself in Forsooth's feelings to escape from his own fear and pain. "Forsooth chose."
Forsooth crooned to him, nuzzling him back. She could feel her rider's panic, not quite understanding it and trying to comfort him distractedly with a gentle mind pulse.
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Post by Obsidian on Oct 6, 2009 15:53:32 GMT -6
K'eld of Blue Jeth [/color][/b] K'eld felt horrible, but the feeling was fleeting, as Jeth's lust echoed through his body. "S'rian . . . I love you," he repeated, curling his body around the young Greenrider's while drawing the covers over them. He couldn't believe his dragon choose S'rian's over T'lir's, but then again, Jeth didn't know Paeryth like he knew Forsooth. Even though my heart aches, sweet Jeth, I am truly glad you chose Forsooth over T'lir's Teal, he sent to the dragon, doubting the Blue would hear his words.
However, Jeth did. As he landed himself and Forsooth away from prying orbs, he heard his Rider's thoughts, echoing them through his bugle, before claiming his mate.
OOC: Amie, you can jump to the next morning, if you like. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by amielle on Oct 9, 2009 16:45:33 GMT -6
S'rian was up nearly before the dawn. It took him a moment to remember why he was so unhappy. His whole body started shaking. he got up, going over to his washbasin to wash his face. His whole body ached. There were a few bloody scratches on his chest. He wiped them clean as well, shuddering. He glanced over at the bed, seeing that K'eld was still there. His eyes narrowed, anger and shame welling up inside of him. he stalked over to his bed, glaring down at the bluerider. He shoved at him to wake the other up. "Get out," he snarled.
Mine? Forsooth sounded concerned. he could feel her worry from wherever she was.
I'm fine, sweetheart, he reassured her. I'm not mad at you. I just want him gone. Now.
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Post by Obsidian on Oct 9, 2009 22:01:55 GMT -6
K'eld of Blue Jeth [/color] He hadn't been dreaming when S'rian had suddenly shoved him, but when he felt someone shove him hard and snarl, he nearly bolted out of the bed. He sat there for a moment, stunned that it was S'rian that had spoken so toward him, but then he remembered what had happened the night before and how S'rian had spoken. "I . . . I wish I could make you see that I am serious about you," he whispered, his stammer gone. He had felt so relaxed around S'rian, he truly cared about the Greenrider.
As his Rider had been suddenly awaken, Jeth had jolted awake, flaring his wings out and hissing as if to come to K'eld's aid but found himself in Forsooth's chamber. What is going on, Mine? [/color] he crooned, turning concerned swirling orbs on Forsooth. My sweet? he questioned. I will wait for you outside, Jeth, K'eld sent, slowly moving out of S'rian's bed. He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, pulling on pants that he was glad had landed beside the bed sometime during the night. Slowly, he stood, his back to S'rian, but he soon turned toward him. "All you have to do is call . . . and Jeth and I will be there for you and Forsooth," he whispered, pulling his tunic over his head, before turning and walking out of S'rian's bed chamber and out onto the landing of the weyr. It was just like that. He didn't want to hurt S'rian any more than he already had, cause he knew that no matter what he said, S'rian wouldn't believe him. He just hoped that at some point in the future, the Greenrider would come to his senses and see just how serious K'eld was about him. He sighed as he stood on the ledge, waiting for Jeth to say goodbye to Forsooth. Take your time, my Blue, K'eld sent, standing in the early morning light. I will see you again? Soon? Jeth crooned, nuzzling Forsooth, while casting anxious glances out of the weyr at his Rider. He was worried that he had done something wrong the night before, but he couldn't bring himself to worry about it. Not since it had won him Forsooth.[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by amielle on Oct 10, 2009 13:31:28 GMT -6
Forsooth was annoyed at her rider. He was ruining a very good thing for her. She sighed, nuzzling Jeth lovingly. Mine thinks that yours just wants Paeryth's. That yours is only there because you don't want Paeryth.[/color] She sounded suspiciously smug at that last bit. He is very upset, but there is nothing you did wrong. He isn't mad at you or me.[/color]
S'rian was still scrubbing angrily at himself. His skin was slightlyraw, now. He striped the bed of it's sheets intending to clean them as well. Or burn them. Maybe Forsooth could flame them for him. It wasn't a bad idea, he mused.
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Post by Obsidian on Oct 10, 2009 15:09:01 GMT -6
K'eld of Blue Jeth [/color][/b] Outside S'rian's weyr, K'eld stood, looking out over the Bowl below them. It was a beautiful sight, if he could get over the fact that he wasn't just standing on S'rian's ledge, but on the ledge of the man he loved. He sighed heavily. Jeth . . . I'm going to start walking, he sent to his dragon, as he started toward the steps that led down to the Bowl. It was a long walk, but he figured he would give S'rian his distance and standing right outside didn't seem like that far away.
Sighing, Jeth turned concerned swirling orbs on S'rian. He watched as the human stripped the bed, though he didn't understand why. He quickly shook his head, actually hissing at the mention of the full adult Teal's name. Mine may say that I act like an Onyx but I would not chase that Teal if she Rose, [/color] he suddenly hissed, wishing he could just turn and speak directly with the young Greenrider, but instead he listened to K'eld state that he was going to start walking down the long flight of stairs to the Bowl below. Believe me, my sweet. Mine has been hurt by that Teal's Rider. There may have been a chance of something before you or I were born, but that part of him died when the Teal's suddenly disappeared,[/color] he tried to get her to see. But it wasn't her that needed convincing. I will leave you with Yours . . . but know that I am only a call away, my sweet Green[/color] he purred, crooning to his mate and nuzzling her even as he started to move away. Of course the Blue looked back as he started to exit Forsooth's sleeping chamber. He didn't want to leave, knew he could stay; Her's could not remove him if he didn't want to stray from her, but Jeth knew there would be another time, another place. Good morning, my beautiful Forsooth,[/color] he crooned once more, before flaring out his wings and leaping off the ledge, drifting slowly down to join K'eld.[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by amielle on Oct 10, 2009 15:39:15 GMT -6
Greens and their riders were known for being moody, but S'rian had generally managed to escape that description. Both he and Forsooth were in terrible tempers, however. She got snappy with Kobaleth, who hid behind his rider and sulked, he got into a shouting match with the usually good-natured R'din. S'rian finally retreated to his weyr in a huff, Forsooth going to find Jeth.
"Knock knock." L'san stood in V'ake's door, a bubbly pie on a plate, a cup on hot klah in the other hand. "I thought I'd come see how you were doing."
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Post by Obsidian on Oct 11, 2009 13:27:06 GMT -6
K'eld of Blue Jeth [/color] With Jeth's sudden arrival, K'eld stopped walking and made the short jump from the stairs leading down to the Bowl onto his Blue's back. Let's skip the Bowl . . . I need a bath, K'eld sent to his dragon, righting himself on Jeth's neck. There wasn't much strenght left in his limbs, thus K'eld draped himself over Jeth's neck, slidding his hands over the warm hide that flexed under him.
I told Forsooth about your feelings toward the Teal and Her's, [/color] Jeth sent as he turned his left wing, turning them in a tight circle and heading toward his and K'eld's weyr. It was a short flight, ending with him landing on the ledge and K'eld slidding to the ground and walking listlessly toward his bed. Jeth folded his wings and watched as his Rider stumbled toward the bed he slept on and flopped down. Mine?[/color] "I will be fine, Jeth. It's rather funny. I allow myself to get so close to T'lir and he disappears, then I Impress you and S'rian Impresses Forsooth. I allowed myself to get so close to S'rian, knowing that I could have gotten hurt, but I felt that I could take a chance with him. Everything was fine until T'lir showed back up," K'eld whispered from his bed, arms and legs sprawled out, his face turned to the side. "I wanted T'lir to know . . . wanted him to know that I had Impressed a strong Blue and that my feelings were no longer his . . . that they belonged to S'rian." He sighed, rolled onto his back and looked up, into Jeth's concern swriling orbs. "The bad part . . . my heart still wants S'rian, and I don't think I will be able to forget him as quickly as I forgot T'lir," he stated, throwing his arm over his eyes. Jeth rumbled in encouragement though he was unsure how to help his Rider. It was hard to give advice when your mate cared for you. V'ake of Brown Bahneth [/color] V'ake jerked awake as L'san suddenly arrived at his weyr. It wasn't really the fact that the Creamrider was there, it was the smell of the food he carried with him that had awaken him. His stomach growled, announcing that he was awake. "How sweet of you, L'san," V'ake grumbled, moving out of his bed. The sheets slipped away, exposing a bare chest but tanned breeches that seemed to actually be from the day before. He padded bare foot across his sleeping chamber to the main chamber, finding L'san there. "What do I owe such a wonderful awakening from you, sweet L'san?" he grumbled, running his fingers through his hair. Bahneth was still asleep, curled around himself. He had left the Green he had claimed shortly after both he and V'ake had awaken from their dragonlust enduced sleep. It had been a straight flight from the ocean to V'ake's weyr, where the Brownrider had tried to wash the female from his skin, and Bahneth had dozed on the ledge. It must have been after V'ake had passed out in his bed that Bahneth had moved inside and to his couch.[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by amielle on Oct 11, 2009 16:50:54 GMT -6
Forsooth landed on the ledge of the blue's weyr, looking a bit uncomfortable. May I come in, Jeth?[/color] she asked, poking her nose in. Mine is being mean and snappy. He is very, very upset and he is ruining things for me.[/color] She made a huffy sound. You have to tell yours to go and talk to him and tell him that he loves him and only him and doesn't want Paeryth's because she's just a silly teal and hers is not nice.[/color]
L'san smiled at the compliment, trying hard not to look at the brownrider's very attractive chest. "I came to see how you were after the flight. I know Bahneth didn't catch Emberyth and I know that that can make things awkward. I mean S'rian and K'eld are going nuts, right now..." He paused. "I also was wondering if maybe you had any idea who that girl and her teal are. Bar says that he's not actually a teal, but he's very uncomfortable about it."
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Post by Obsidian on Oct 11, 2009 22:05:11 GMT -6
K'eld of Blue Jeth [/color] Jeth's head turned quickly at the soudn of a sweet voice. He purred, already turning away from K'eld on the bed. Come in my sweet, he purred, making room for her to enter the main chamber of His' weyr.
K'eld pulled his arm off his eyes and sat up to see Forsooth at their ledge. "Forsooth!" the Bluerider suddenly yelped, jumping out of bed and moving toward the Green. His slight smile died when he did not see S'rian with his Green. She has asked to enter, and I have allowed her, [/color] Jeth stated. "Beautiful Forsooth. You are the mate of my Blue Jeth . . . You do not need to ask to enter our private weyr. You and Yours are always welcomed here," he stated, slightly bowing to the Green. Jeth grinned as His spoke what he had been thinking. She wants you to go talk to Her's.[/color] K'eld shook his head at Jeth's thoughts, sighing as he regarded Forsooth. "Jeth tells me S'rian is being unruly. I am sorry, Forsooth . . . there is nothing I can do. Well . . . I could tell him, but I honestly don't think he would believe me, at least not at the moment. Maybe in a few days, once he's cooled down," he stated, thinking maybe he would go to S'rian in three days. Three days was enough time to relax right? V'ake of Brown Bahneth [/color] V'ake barely thought of his state of dress as he sat at the small table and motioned for L'san to join him. "Your right, Bahneth didn't catch Emberyth, but he got ahold of a Green. I need to find who she was and keep an eye for a babe in the future," he spoke matter-of-factly. It wasn't the best way to father a child, but he knew it was done. "K'eld and S'rian?" he whispered. After dropping out of the chase, Jeth went after Forsooth and they have mated. It would seem that their Riders are fighting at the moment, but over what, I'm not sure,[/color] Bahneth rumbled from his sleeping chamber. V'ake barely even looked over, as he knew the Brown would not show himself until he was fully awake. "Bahneth showed little interest in the strange Teal during Emberyth's Rise, but Onyxrider O'sin and his Onyx Svarth seemed very intent on the strange Teal not getting close to Emberyth," V'ake stated, leaning back on his stool, til his back touched cold stone. I am with Barveth on the subject of the strange Teal,[/color] Bahneth spoke up. Shuffling could be heard from within Bahneth's dark sleeping chamber. But Svarth will be back within the Weyr soon and we should speak to him about the Teal.[/color] V'ake nodded. "Bahneth suggests we take this up with Onyxrider O'sin when he returns to the Weyr. I think we should also call the Weyrwoman and Weyrleader and have Azelle and her new mate join us for a little heart-to-heart," V'ake suggested.[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by amielle on Oct 12, 2009 0:48:29 GMT -6
Forsooth snorted. Give him more time and he'll just think about it more and make it bigger and bigger and get madder and madder. Tell yours to go talk to mine NOW[/color] Forsooth insisted, cuddling up to Jeth with a happy croon. Really. her rider was a sharding idiot. She should probably singe something of his in retaliation, but she wouldn't, because she adored him.
L'san nodded. "Maybe we should go talk to O'sin. I'm really concerned. Bar doesn't dislike any dragon. And Kobaleth... Kobaleth's been hiding in his weyr all day. H'lak's rather concerned." L'san hadn't ever bothered to keep his relationship with the other creamrider a secret. They weren't quite weyrmates, but they were very close. "Koby's really sensitive. He's not even talking to H'lak, really. That's what worries me."
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