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18/MAROn 18.03.742 Bronzerider A’dris of Vyaniorth was found dead in his personal bathing pool. He appears to have drowned after drinking an excess of alcohol. Afterwards it was realized that Machiya of Gold Cameth from Telgar Weyr had disappeared. Having never arrived at her destination, it is suspected she had an accident between.
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Ahh, the fresh snow, the crisp air, the naked trees... welcome to Winter! Or, just the Colder Months for those in the more Northern Weyrs, while Ista is just... not as hot. But it is time to enjoy the end of the Turn, so folks should get together, spend some time gossiping, and drinking Hot Chocolate (alcohol and marshmallows opional)... does Pern even have marshmallows????? (they do now!)



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[G] [P] 734.09.03 | Gold, Not Green
2:30 PM | Z'ia

Rhaedalyn
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Rhaedalyn knew how exciting it was to have the Searchriders back on proper Search again and for the most part she was as thrilled about it as they were. However, given she had been kidnapped and brought to Katila without a choice, it was a bit disappointing as well. Why hadn’t they thought it okay so many turns ago to ask people to go with them? It had all worked out in the end, of course, and she wouldn’t have changed how she arrived or Impressing but she supposed it was a bit of bitterness and possibly even jealousy that she tasted.

It was also nice to know that Aradissicath’s clutch would have more than enough Candidates to be greeted by. She had secretly worried about the dwindling pool of those eligible with how large the clutch ended up being but S’kef had eased her mind with the opening of Searching once more. So, naturally, she had to spy on the arrival of the first batch brought back when she heard the rumours being whispered about such a thing.

They all looked so young and a cross between afraid and in awe. She could understand that all too well but Rhaedalyn decided they seemed like a good group all the same and didn’t mind the idea of them being near the eggs. Of course Aradissicath didn’t want anyone around regardless of who they were but the kids seemed like they would respect her and the eggs enough that they wouldn’t get sat on.

She was on her way back from scoping out the arrivals when pieces of parchment flapped lightly against the wall in the slight breeze that was trying to cool everything down. Why would someone use the entrance to the Hatching Sands as a place to hang a memo? It wasn’t like many came around, especially with Aradissicath’s mood of late – unless it was about the Sands or the dragon. More than a little worried all of a sudden, Rhaedalyn jogged up to one of the papers to see what it said.

She immediately wished she hadn’t.

At seeing her name, Rhaedalyn frowned and began to worry all the more but once she realised what it was she was reading, her breath hitched and panic set in. What had been written about her? Why had it been written? Did someone hate her that much to write horrible things about her? If knowing she was a part of one of the stories written by some mysterious being wasn’t bad enough, seeing all the participants and what she was doing most certainly did her in.

Her lower lip began to tremble as she read the so-called fun she was having and the way R’nya promoted it and apparently them. Rhaedalyn knew the goldriders and Candidates were seen as R’nya’s Golden Girls and he was even called their pimp by some people but she didn’t think someone would have taken it quite so literally! It was horrifying to see how someone viewed their friendship and how R’nya didn’t seem fazed at all by it.

Then it happened – Z’ia made his appearance. Rhaedalyn was certain she would cry as her darling bluerider was dragged into the mess and how he was portrayed as enjoying his time with her and Kahleena. They were friends that shared everything but Rhaedalyn wasn’t sure she could share a man with her – or anyone.

Mortified and unsure if she was actually on the verge of crying or ready to find the writer and punch him, Rhaedalyn quickly backed away from the paper and right into someone. As she turned and saw who it was, she realised that perhaps she was closer to crying than anything else after all.


ooc: In response to Mysterious Note 6.

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Nimble fingers reached past Rhaedalyn, nabbing the edge of the paper tacked to the wall, and yanking it free with a deft tug. The other hand, fingers splayed, rested with butterfly softness at Rhaedalyn’s waist with little to no pressure applied. Z’ia leaned backwards as the paper was obtained. Z’ia lifted his free hand from the girl’s waist, before extending it once more to lightly grasp Rhaedalyn by the elbow, fingers gentle and light. The touch was intended to keep the girl from running, but there was the vague hope that she would read something else out of it (Z’ia wasn’t sure how she’d take it, but nor did he really care, so long as she didn’t freak at him).

Z’ia frowned slightly, clicking his tongue against the back of his teeth as he read the offending piece of writing, still holding Rhaedalyn’s elbow gently. When he finished reading, Z’ia freed Rhaedalyn in order to roll it up, and quietly offer it to her. His expression was dry, but there was a sparkle of amusement in the green of his eyes. “Some rather glaring faults with it,” he said mildly, quirking an eyebrow at Rhaedalyn, even as he reached up and out to give a light tug on a curly strand of hair. “Your hair is far from blonde,” he pointed out, smile blooming across his lips.
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Rhaedalyn
of Gold Aradissicath

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Written By: SunsetWay
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Rhaedalyn froze in terror when Z’ia bent in closer to read the note. She wanted to pull him away, to stop him from seeing such horrible filth, and cling to him as she willed the thing out of existence but instead she let him read every word without so much as breathing. The world felt like it was slowly tilting upside down and Rhaedalyn started to feel faint from fear of what her sweet bluerider would think of her but his action of taking it down and passing it over to her grounded the goldrider once more.

She looked down at the rolled parchment in her hand and tightened her hold to crinkle it when Z’ia pointed out that a flaw was her hair colour. “I’d say that’s the last thing to worry about when it comes to inaccuracies,” she shot back, a glare in place as her anger rose; at least until she looked from parchment to bluerider. Seeing his smile made any anger she had melt away and a smile of her own slowly tugged at lips. “At least I know the writer doesn’t pay much attention to me if they got that wrong.” Rhaedalyn was still a bit upset but she was trying to make the most of the situation and see the silliness in it. She knew very few people saw them as accurate portrayals or works of truth but they were still hard to cope with when she was starring in some.

“I’m sorry you were brought into it. They can write what they want about me but they shouldn’t bring in those I care most about.” Rhaedalyn pouted a little and boldly slipped her arms around Z’ia, dropping her head on his shoulder as she hugged him.

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Z’ia smiled slightly, amused. “If they can’t get something like your hair right, Rhaedalyn, why should anything else be given any credit?” He patted her gently on the back as the girl draped herself over him, resisting the urge to roll his eyes with her gaze locked elsewhere. Women were such a chore, and Z’ia was quite thankful indeed that he hadn’t ended up bonded to a green; having women around him was painful enough – having one in his brain sounded worthy of a long trip between. Not that firelizards were much better, of course.

Z’ia shot Plague a smug smile when she squawked unhappily at him, before hissing disdainfully at Rhaedalyn as she landed on the other shoulder. The horrible human was hogging her favourite sitting spot, and Plague was clearly less than amused by such a thing. Z’ia shifted his hand from Rhaedalyn’s back to pet Plague soothingly. Untangling himself gently from Rhaedalyn, Z’ia took her empty hand in his own and pretended to ignore the way Palgue shifted to her preferred shoulder and gave Rhaedalyn a disdainful glare.

“What did you have planned for the evening?” A pause, and his fingers loosened where they were holding her hand gently. “Did you have plans?” The expression he now wore warned of his fear of interrupting – or further delaying – any plans the girl might have for the evening. Plague ruffled her wings where she was sitting, and glared with one narrowed eye at Rhaedalyn.
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Rhaedalyn
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Written By: SunsetWay
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Rhaedalyn didn’t notice Plague’s reaction to her or the way she reclaimed what was considered her shoulder –she was too busy marvelling at Z’ia holding her hand. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary as he did that more frequently with each passing day but the gesture was so kind and gentle that it melted away any lingering anger held for the bluerider or the mystery writer. Her sweet Z’ia wasn’t to blame for anything, especially when he only meant to comfort her and Rhaedalyn managed another small smile before the increasingly ever-present blush appeared.

“Oh, of course not! Only sitting with Dissi, like usual.” Her dragon seemed to love and hate being sand-bound and Rhaedalyn had to confess she really didn’t mind either. It was quiet there and it seemed like more people left them alone to their own devices. It was a touch lonely at times but it gave them more time to tell stories and enjoy each other’s company. Still, having a friend or two show up more regularly wouldn’t have hurt; though who knew if Aradissicath would allow it. She was so grumpy while egg-heavy! Rhaedalyn still adored her with all her heart though.

“You’re more than welcome to join us, of course,” Rhaedalyn offered with a glance to Z’ia’s face to gauge his reaction, they quickly added, “if you want to! I mean, if you don’t have plans. Do you have plans?” She didn’t mean to echo Z’ia in her own way but she had and didn’t truly notice either. She was suddenly self-conscious and shifted her weight from foot to foot and back once more as she waited for a reply.

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Z’ia turned a brilliant smile upon Rhaedalyn at her squirming invitation, lifting the girl’s hand to place a feathery light kiss upon the back of her knuckles. Squeezing the hand gently, Z’ia tilted his head, an action that sent his own dark curls bouncing around his face. “I’d be delighted!” he lied flawlessly, green eyes sparkling with his faux delight. After all, what could possibly be more delightful than sweltering in the heat of the Sands, while the grumpy golden bitch glared around at everyone and Rhaedalyn prattled on brainlessly about silly female things?

Z’ia was pleased Aveleth was asleep, allowing him the luxury of not carefully shielding the true opinion he had of the young goldrider and her fat dragon. Aveleth was, of course, to blame for the entire mess, with his soft pleas to ‘save’ the girl; Z’ia was pretty sure the only thing the woman needed saving from was herself, and while he was certainly equipped to save all of Pern from her prattling, he was well aware that that wasn’t Aveleth’s intention. A pity, really; the last thing they needed was for her to produce offspring.

Z’ia barely refrained from scrunching his nose up at the thought; instead, he wove his fingers gently through Rhaedalyn’s and flashed the girl another bright smile. “Let’s stop by the kitchens, first!” A snack would be very useful for assisting with keeping his mind occupied with more than the silly bitch’s idle prattle. Additionally, if he were lucky, he would spot D’hys along the way; the other bluerider was largely unreliable, but occasionally seemed to find it worth his own agenda to remove Z’ia of an unanticipated hook-up with Rhaedalyn.

Plague grumbled lowly, still glaring at Rhaedalyn.
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