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24.Jul.19, 03:04 AM
Vessaelia had debated long and hard about the Telgar Gather. Everyone had been excited for the weeks leading up to it but she hadn’t been. She loved Gathers, had always been thrilled when one came to the area and she’d dress up and do her hair in cute styles and spend the day roaming around and dancing. But that was then, when she wasn’t a dragonrider of the shameful green.
She could admit she’d made a lot of progress in accepting the not-so little green since their Impression but Vessaelia still wasn’t entirely comfortable with Tiath being green. She had the poise and attitude of a gold and yes, she had hoped for a mis-colouring issue like with Faxxonth when the news spread to their class but still, they were a green pair. At least Tiath was smart, calm, and not a ditzy slutty dragon like most greens seemed to be. Of course she also hadn’t had her maiden Flight yet and Vessaelia hoped that her cycle wasn’t too regular and that A’dis and his beautiful sweet bronze would still want them and chase every time regardless.
Oh, A’dis. That had been a challenge as well. He always said he still wanted her and didn’t care about Tiath’s colour but Vessaelia couldn’t help but wonder how true it was and worry that one day Tiath wouldn’t be enough to be a bronze’s mate and she’d have to watch A’dis spend more time with a goldrider and probably end up falling for her. She liked to believe she was being silly and so far it seemed to be true but it was hard to shake away fears and ideas once they latched onto her.
But the Gather… she wanted to hide from it for the usual reasons of still stirring up the gossip-mongers when they saw her and remembered how she cried over getting a green instead of gold. She could hear their comments sometimes and how unkind they were about her, Tiath, A’dis, even the other female greenriders in her class. Most of the time she ignored them, pulling from Tiath’s lectures of being a lady and not addressing them. Other times she would snap and yell at the jerk who thought he was so much better than her when he didn’t have a dragon at all. Confronting them always left her in a strange mixture of shaking as she hated such interactions but pleased and oddly satisfied, like she had needed to get that off her chest.
Then, on the morning of the Gather when Indivara was making the rounds to inspect the dragons and give the final approval for each one to go, Vessaelia had a break through. She wanted to go. She wanted to show everyone how well she was doing and how their words didn’t get her down and how strong she was getting both physically and emotionally. She also really wanted to get out of the Weyr for a day. Indivara seemed pleased but it was hard to tell given how well she hid her emotions but Vessaelia was taking the raised eyebrow and slight nod as a good sign. After they were dismissed to finish getting ready, Vessaelia slipped on her prettiest dress and did her hair up in a flower crown that left most of her long hair flowing down her back.
She had made plans to spend some of the day with A’dis but she had also informed him that she needed a bit of time to herself, away from Tiath stuck in the field with the other dragons, away from her classmates, and just away. She wanted to roam around for a bit and forget all her worries as she tried various foods and shopped. But they would dance and wander together, holding hands and being adorable, she promised them both.
Now, she found herself doing that wandering thing, feeling extremely cute and smiling as the break from routine and everything lifted a lot of her stress. She had just finished eating a cinnamon roll from a stall of delightful bakers and was roaming from stall to stall to just look at the wares when she heard someone call out her name. Turning, Vessaelia frowned when she didn’t immediately spot who would have called to her and then nearly gawked when she saw the man. “Kitt?” She hadn’t seen the man since well before she Impressed thanks to all of her time with A’dis, though she certainly couldn’t forget their time together either. But since Tiath’s appearance, Vessaelia had found herself busy raising a dragon and avoiding as many people as possible in her down time. If he had come to Telgar for any other Hatchings since hers, she definitely didn’t notice. Seeing the man now left her feeling bad about that behaviour.
She could admit she’d made a lot of progress in accepting the not-so little green since their Impression but Vessaelia still wasn’t entirely comfortable with Tiath being green. She had the poise and attitude of a gold and yes, she had hoped for a mis-colouring issue like with Faxxonth when the news spread to their class but still, they were a green pair. At least Tiath was smart, calm, and not a ditzy slutty dragon like most greens seemed to be. Of course she also hadn’t had her maiden Flight yet and Vessaelia hoped that her cycle wasn’t too regular and that A’dis and his beautiful sweet bronze would still want them and chase every time regardless.
Oh, A’dis. That had been a challenge as well. He always said he still wanted her and didn’t care about Tiath’s colour but Vessaelia couldn’t help but wonder how true it was and worry that one day Tiath wouldn’t be enough to be a bronze’s mate and she’d have to watch A’dis spend more time with a goldrider and probably end up falling for her. She liked to believe she was being silly and so far it seemed to be true but it was hard to shake away fears and ideas once they latched onto her.
But the Gather… she wanted to hide from it for the usual reasons of still stirring up the gossip-mongers when they saw her and remembered how she cried over getting a green instead of gold. She could hear their comments sometimes and how unkind they were about her, Tiath, A’dis, even the other female greenriders in her class. Most of the time she ignored them, pulling from Tiath’s lectures of being a lady and not addressing them. Other times she would snap and yell at the jerk who thought he was so much better than her when he didn’t have a dragon at all. Confronting them always left her in a strange mixture of shaking as she hated such interactions but pleased and oddly satisfied, like she had needed to get that off her chest.
Then, on the morning of the Gather when Indivara was making the rounds to inspect the dragons and give the final approval for each one to go, Vessaelia had a break through. She wanted to go. She wanted to show everyone how well she was doing and how their words didn’t get her down and how strong she was getting both physically and emotionally. She also really wanted to get out of the Weyr for a day. Indivara seemed pleased but it was hard to tell given how well she hid her emotions but Vessaelia was taking the raised eyebrow and slight nod as a good sign. After they were dismissed to finish getting ready, Vessaelia slipped on her prettiest dress and did her hair up in a flower crown that left most of her long hair flowing down her back.
She had made plans to spend some of the day with A’dis but she had also informed him that she needed a bit of time to herself, away from Tiath stuck in the field with the other dragons, away from her classmates, and just away. She wanted to roam around for a bit and forget all her worries as she tried various foods and shopped. But they would dance and wander together, holding hands and being adorable, she promised them both.
Now, she found herself doing that wandering thing, feeling extremely cute and smiling as the break from routine and everything lifted a lot of her stress. She had just finished eating a cinnamon roll from a stall of delightful bakers and was roaming from stall to stall to just look at the wares when she heard someone call out her name. Turning, Vessaelia frowned when she didn’t immediately spot who would have called to her and then nearly gawked when she saw the man. “Kitt?” She hadn’t seen the man since well before she Impressed thanks to all of her time with A’dis, though she certainly couldn’t forget their time together either. But since Tiath’s appearance, Vessaelia had found herself busy raising a dragon and avoiding as many people as possible in her down time. If he had come to Telgar for any other Hatchings since hers, she definitely didn’t notice. Seeing the man now left her feeling bad about that behaviour.
