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01.Aug.21, 10:38 AM
A’tay had been invited to Telgar to visit with his niece and nephew and having a meal with his dad and B’jin; one that he insisted he would prepare for them. He tried to arrange to get Lazerat out to Ista Weyr for the day so he could visit with Zelly or Zoremet but the man had disappeared on a ship again. So Zelly was invited along as well, knowing she’d be welcomed by his family; she’d also be good back-up for when Cazan and T’ryn inevitably vanished for a nap or quiet time, leaving him with twin infants.
So far everything was going well. The visit with the babies was fun if a bit exhausting and it served as a reminder that he was not ready to be a parent himself just yet. He was now in his dad’s kitchen with Zelly, whipping together one of the few dishes he felt confident in as he passed on whatever gossip he managed to catch in Ista to help lift B’jin’s mood. The man was a greenrider and a Harper so such juicy stories always seemed to grab his attention and A’tay wanted to make his kind-of-dad smile or even shock him with some of what he’d heard.
And then a wave of lust rolled through him and A’tay gasped and grabbed onto the counter as if the wave was physical and about to knock him down. Neryseth is about to Rise. She’s blooding her kill right now. We should chase. A’tay was fairly sure he had misheard his dragon as after their first—second technically if they counted the aborted Chase of Thallyath—attempt resulted in a loss and A’tay embarrassingly staggering away from the group as fast as he could and hiding in a barricaded closet they decided to wait a bit longer.
It is a bit longer. Several months in fact. That was a good learning experience for us and this one will be as well. I’ve been studying some of our opponents in Ista since then and now we can see more of Telgar’s. A’tay hated the bit of logic that contained. Xyxyth had really taken to observing others the past year to learn more about them. He was still friendly with everyone and flirty with the ladies, but the competitive streak and the drive for them to be the best and for A’tay to be more outgoing had grown. The latter at the very least he felt he had improved on thanks to Xyxyth and Zelly teaming up.
Exactly! What’s more outgoing than entering a Flight that’s not even in your own Weyr? Besides, Malvayth was right and the last one was fun and I want to try it again. A’tay let out a slow breath to try to steady himself as the lust was making it harder to focus. Finally he nodded and turned to Zelly and his dads, “Neryseth Rises and I guess we’re Chasing so, uh… enjoy the meal and I’ll check in later?” He was doing his best to sound nonchalant about it all but A’tay felt horribly awkward telling his dad he was about to possibly have sex with a woman that was only a few years younger than R’nd.
Still, that didn’t stop him from trying to be bold like Zoremet and whisper to Zelly, “maybe see if T’ryn doesn’t need the extra weyr tonight. If we don’t win, I’ll meet you there.” He blushed faintly at the suggestion and gave her a quick kiss before dashing out the door as Xyxyth answered the call and took off to join the pack.
So far everything was going well. The visit with the babies was fun if a bit exhausting and it served as a reminder that he was not ready to be a parent himself just yet. He was now in his dad’s kitchen with Zelly, whipping together one of the few dishes he felt confident in as he passed on whatever gossip he managed to catch in Ista to help lift B’jin’s mood. The man was a greenrider and a Harper so such juicy stories always seemed to grab his attention and A’tay wanted to make his kind-of-dad smile or even shock him with some of what he’d heard.
And then a wave of lust rolled through him and A’tay gasped and grabbed onto the counter as if the wave was physical and about to knock him down. Neryseth is about to Rise. She’s blooding her kill right now. We should chase. A’tay was fairly sure he had misheard his dragon as after their first—second technically if they counted the aborted Chase of Thallyath—attempt resulted in a loss and A’tay embarrassingly staggering away from the group as fast as he could and hiding in a barricaded closet they decided to wait a bit longer.
It is a bit longer. Several months in fact. That was a good learning experience for us and this one will be as well. I’ve been studying some of our opponents in Ista since then and now we can see more of Telgar’s. A’tay hated the bit of logic that contained. Xyxyth had really taken to observing others the past year to learn more about them. He was still friendly with everyone and flirty with the ladies, but the competitive streak and the drive for them to be the best and for A’tay to be more outgoing had grown. The latter at the very least he felt he had improved on thanks to Xyxyth and Zelly teaming up.
Exactly! What’s more outgoing than entering a Flight that’s not even in your own Weyr? Besides, Malvayth was right and the last one was fun and I want to try it again. A’tay let out a slow breath to try to steady himself as the lust was making it harder to focus. Finally he nodded and turned to Zelly and his dads, “Neryseth Rises and I guess we’re Chasing so, uh… enjoy the meal and I’ll check in later?” He was doing his best to sound nonchalant about it all but A’tay felt horribly awkward telling his dad he was about to possibly have sex with a woman that was only a few years younger than R’nd.
Still, that didn’t stop him from trying to be bold like Zoremet and whisper to Zelly, “maybe see if T’ryn doesn’t need the extra weyr tonight. If we don’t win, I’ll meet you there.” He blushed faintly at the suggestion and gave her a quick kiss before dashing out the door as Xyxyth answered the call and took off to join the pack.
