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17.Jul.12, 01:06 AM
It had been very important to Krypth that Jada dress nicely for this. After all, it was the first big celebration since their Hatching Feast, and Jada needed to look her best and most competent. She needed to be perfect for this performance! After all, Krypth was their future Queen- and she wasn't going to let anyone forget it any time soon! As such, her Bonded needed to look her part! Their Leathers had been taken out, checked over carefully and Krypth had wanted to go so far as to select Jada's wardrobe for her as well! Well that was nonsense, so Jada had shoved the little Wherry out of their shared quarters and shut the door firmly against the insulted glare of Krypth's whirling turquoise eyes. There wasn't much in the Harper's closet, truth be told. Her pack had been small, and while she had some serviceable clothing, a lot of her clothes were looking a little... ragged.
Her nicest-looking brown pants were finally topped off with a Harper Blue shirt that was still serviceable, due to being the most well-cared-for of all her clothing. She winced as she realized it was fitting her a little loosely, hanging off the weight she had lost in her middle. Well, that wasn't much of a loss, truth be told... She said goodbye to it gladly! Snug boots were pilled on over her feet, laced up neatly, and she left her hair loose to her shoulder blades. She missed her waist-length hair sometimes, but this was a little easier to care for.
She could feel Krypth's impatience- this was going to be it! Their grand entrance, as a free-flying Goldpair! No silly escorts for this short trip, and she wouldn't- simply wouldn't!- allow her Bonded to do something so menial as to walk. shards no! Grand. Entrance! As Jada moved outside, joining the shimmering creature, the Harper was pleased to note that Krypth has refrained from slipping and sliding in the mud. Her hide shone, freshly oiled just earlier that day on Krypth's insistence. Jada got the distinct feeling that would change tomorrow, but...
She hooked the gold dragon up with their riding leathers and clambered atop the Gold with unpracticed awkwardness. Krypth crouched to assist her, glancing anxiously at the spot on her limb where Jada's boot had slightly smeared the oil. Deeming it acceptable, she reared up and launched into the air, wings straining for some height. At least enough to get over the huts- there! Victory raced through their mind, and Jada laughed, leaning down to cling to her Bonded, staring down at the people passing under them as Krypth darted towards the outskirts, trying to gain a little more height.
"No tricks!" Jada reminded her dragon, and the Gold crooned in faint disappointment. "Not until we're more experienced, at least!"
They turned, Krypth's wings stretched and Jada could feel her hair whipping as they spun, Krypth angling downward to swoop over the gathering area, doing a circle around the perimeter before landing near the perimeter obediently. Careful, Jada. Krypth's voice was anxious. B'jin was performing in the middle, and there were Weyrlings enjoying their first sips of alcohol in months. Remember you have to fly back. You can't walk, okay? Don't drink and fly, G'rem told us.
"I'll be good." she assured her beloved, kissing the shimmering nose and sending the proud dragon on her way. Immediately, Krypth aunched up, looking for a tall focal point from which to survey her domain.
Chin up, Jada! There was so much pride (for once) in Krypth's voice as she watched her Jada move through the crowd. She was a Harper, and she was Krypth's, and she looked lovely, for a human. Snorting, Krypth looked for someone to amuse her.
Jada slipped from person to person, greeting as she remembered names. She accepted a single cup of the red liquid being sloshed around, and mixed it well with water. Hmmm. She saw Valerian and Lym dancing, and several others... and B'jin was in the center of the square, Harpering. Jada grinned into her cup, taking another sip and setting it on a table. She slipped through the crowd in the direction of Valerian, who she figured would be a good place to start mingling. She was going to say hello to him at some point during the evening anyway; she might as well do it early so she didn't forget. Patiently she waited until he was finished with his dance, passing the time with an older rider who had called out to her. S'et he called himself, of Blue Horuth. He was a nice enough man.
"Hail, Lym. Val." she slipped up next to them as they separated, beaming at them both.
Jada's top. Kind of. [X]
Her nicest-looking brown pants were finally topped off with a Harper Blue shirt that was still serviceable, due to being the most well-cared-for of all her clothing. She winced as she realized it was fitting her a little loosely, hanging off the weight she had lost in her middle. Well, that wasn't much of a loss, truth be told... She said goodbye to it gladly! Snug boots were pilled on over her feet, laced up neatly, and she left her hair loose to her shoulder blades. She missed her waist-length hair sometimes, but this was a little easier to care for.
She could feel Krypth's impatience- this was going to be it! Their grand entrance, as a free-flying Goldpair! No silly escorts for this short trip, and she wouldn't- simply wouldn't!- allow her Bonded to do something so menial as to walk. shards no! Grand. Entrance! As Jada moved outside, joining the shimmering creature, the Harper was pleased to note that Krypth has refrained from slipping and sliding in the mud. Her hide shone, freshly oiled just earlier that day on Krypth's insistence. Jada got the distinct feeling that would change tomorrow, but...
She hooked the gold dragon up with their riding leathers and clambered atop the Gold with unpracticed awkwardness. Krypth crouched to assist her, glancing anxiously at the spot on her limb where Jada's boot had slightly smeared the oil. Deeming it acceptable, she reared up and launched into the air, wings straining for some height. At least enough to get over the huts- there! Victory raced through their mind, and Jada laughed, leaning down to cling to her Bonded, staring down at the people passing under them as Krypth darted towards the outskirts, trying to gain a little more height.
"No tricks!" Jada reminded her dragon, and the Gold crooned in faint disappointment. "Not until we're more experienced, at least!"
They turned, Krypth's wings stretched and Jada could feel her hair whipping as they spun, Krypth angling downward to swoop over the gathering area, doing a circle around the perimeter before landing near the perimeter obediently. Careful, Jada. Krypth's voice was anxious. B'jin was performing in the middle, and there were Weyrlings enjoying their first sips of alcohol in months. Remember you have to fly back. You can't walk, okay? Don't drink and fly, G'rem told us.
"I'll be good." she assured her beloved, kissing the shimmering nose and sending the proud dragon on her way. Immediately, Krypth aunched up, looking for a tall focal point from which to survey her domain.
Chin up, Jada! There was so much pride (for once) in Krypth's voice as she watched her Jada move through the crowd. She was a Harper, and she was Krypth's, and she looked lovely, for a human. Snorting, Krypth looked for someone to amuse her.
Jada slipped from person to person, greeting as she remembered names. She accepted a single cup of the red liquid being sloshed around, and mixed it well with water. Hmmm. She saw Valerian and Lym dancing, and several others... and B'jin was in the center of the square, Harpering. Jada grinned into her cup, taking another sip and setting it on a table. She slipped through the crowd in the direction of Valerian, who she figured would be a good place to start mingling. She was going to say hello to him at some point during the evening anyway; she might as well do it early so she didn't forget. Patiently she waited until he was finished with his dance, passing the time with an older rider who had called out to her. S'et he called himself, of Blue Horuth. He was a nice enough man.
"Hail, Lym. Val." she slipped up next to them as they separated, beaming at them both.
Jada's top. Kind of. [X]
