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fly baby fly [open flight] - Celie - 09.May.12
With the temperature mild and the winds not so bitter against unprotected skin, Ce'lie had made a rare trip outside. It was a rarity however only garnered by the fact she was adamant she was going to paint without Twilirth assistance. Oddly, this did not phase the green, as she rested in the sands, her hide showing the very beginning signs of rising.
"Try and give me warning before she decided to fly okay?" Ce'lie's tone was playful and teasing however it seemed that Twilirth was proddy today and huffed before staring out of the horizon. With a shake of her head and smile on her lips, she gathered up her easel and paints then headed outside just a ten minute walk through the huts to get a good view of them. A few moments later she was set up, trying to paint the scene before her, however Twilirth being in a particularly awkward mood was pummeling her rider's mind with muggy feelings and thoughts. Ce'lie knew Twilirth was very close to rising but she would not rise for a good few hours. So clearing her mind of the internal excitement of flight that channeled from both her and Twilirth, she brought into the painting. Rather painting the scene she saw, she painted the one she remembered. Twilirth entangled with a blue, her lithe frame twisting playfully to get away as she wanted to fly more. finally stretching, she had noticed the sun was nearing its sinking point. With a shudder, she gathered her stuff together and jogged back to her hut. She had just enough enough to light all the glows in her home before Twilirth's mental caress told her it was time.
"Fly with me!" Twilirth bellowed her challenge before she leapt up, her wings beating furiously as her arms reached outward and upward, grasping at invisible objects in her fight to gain height at speed.
Re: fly baby fly [open flight] - Z'ia - 01.Jul.12
The evening was quiet, and while that wasn't exactly to Z'ia's preferences, it wasn't entirely unenjoyable either. Lips twisted up in a cheerful smile, the tiny man bounded toward the dining hall on spring loaded feet, his curly hair bouncing around his face with the flow of his movements. With no current plans or bets to fulfil, the young man had decided to join a crew of mates in the Hall and spend the evening drinking, being rowdy and (more than likely) warming someone's bed. That was, after all, how all good evenings were spent, was it not?
Of course!
Aveleth sighed softly as he alighted on the building roof, eyes swirling with genuine concern as his rider's mind exploited all the areas of mischief and mayhem he could advance through with the simply activity of drinking with some friends. Trying to sidetrack or scold the man had been useless, and so the dragon simply curled up on the roof, expression notably worried, as he tucked his tail around himself and wondered anxiously if Zeianth would join him. Then again, the addition of D'hys would surely do very little to assist with the taming of his own human. Aveleth sighed sadly.
Fly with me! - the call wove through the weyr like the soft breeze that carried it, and Aveleth's head rose, eyes brightening noticeably as he peered in the direction from which the command had come, head tilting slightly to better admire Twilirth as she shot into the sky. Lust whispered along the bond between dragon and human, though Aveleth freely admitted that his desire for the perky green was as much to distract his human as himself.
She flies, his soft voice, whispery and reserved, took a moment to be received by Z'ia, who paused as the sound of Twilirth's literal bellow filled the air. Glances were exchanged, swiftly flung bets were placed, and blueriders with breaths of alcohol fled the Dining Hall. Take us to her! Z'ia commanded, flinging himself atop Aveleth as the blue landed near by, fighting for room amongst other blues and browns to get his rider and deposit him in the appropriate location.
The young blue swooped down outside Ce'lie's hut, allowing Z'ia to slip from his back without the dragon alighting on the ground. The bluerider landed in a crouch, then swaggered up to the hut, while his blue gave a bellowing answer to the high flying green's call, the usually reserved and timid beast afire with lust and his bonded's self confidence. Who, after all, didn't want them?!
Z'ia threaded his way through the other contestants, slipping arrogantly through them like a waif as he used his small height to his advantage, outstretched arms and shoving easily avoided, though he made no effort to avoid stamping on toes. Outside, in the sky, his dragon's wings spread wide and his eyes alight with confidence and lust, Aveleth shot after Twirlirth, eye on the prize and ignoring the other dragons that swirled around him, and the cries and challenges that ripped through the air.
[sup]I am going with the assumption that there are lots of pretty blues giving chase. And any other colours you wanna NPC in, of course![/sup]