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01.May.13, 12:13 AM
N'kal chuckled deeply at the change to her features, though the blush to her cheeks seemed to be a constant thing for the girl. If often surprised people that he had little to no knowledge of them. He knew who his wingriders were and he knew a few faces and names here and there but it was Torath who had the vast amount of knowledge on who was who in the weyr. His eyes slid to his dragon, who seemed at the moment to have forgotten he even had a rider. He caught the slightest movement and turned his dark eyes on the girl again, only to find her frowning out at her dragon. He quirked a grin and knew all to well that Okalinath must have intruded into her thoughts and had probably given her opinion on something which was not approved.
Instead of asking right away he simply waited for her to answer his inquiry into her name. When she did answer, softly of course, he nodded and gave her a crooked grin. "A very pretty name, thank you for sharing it. As for your confusion, which is written on your face as clearly as the hide of Okalinath, I do not socialize very much unless I have to. Torath is the one who knows who you are, but he failed to remember I did not. I can't imagine why that would be..", he trailed off, somewhere between annoyed and amused. Annoyed with his bronze, amused at the girl's reaction to his lack of knowledge. He lifted a brow when he noted she was wringing her hands together again. "Do you do that often? You will get cramps in your fingers if you do.", his tone was completely filled with amusement that reflected in his dark eyes for once. Sadly her constant anxiety was amusing him, as he could not for the life of him imagine what about him would cause it.
Perhaps, Torath inserted, having been listening in on his thoughts, It is because you are the very capable rider of a very capable bronze who is swimming with a very beautiful gold? A gold that just happens to be the bonded of the girl?, Torath's out smooth voice was deep with amusement of his own. 'No..wait..what?', he looked over at Torath, then back to Kahleena, watching the young girl tidy herself up, straightening the legs of her riding pants. It dawned on him then that Torath was right. She was a gold rider, sitting talking to him, and he her. 'Ugh....This is why I stay home!', he fussed at Torath, who chose not to answer but to look to Okalinath as she questioned him. Had I been offensive then yes, I would beg forgiveness, for no one deserves to be unjustly offended. Wouldn't you agree? He was amused at the intelligence of this gold and he was more then glad to have the chance to speak with her.
N'kal was currently sitting there next to Kahleena, trying to figure out how to get himself out of what he supposed could end up being a bad situation while his dragon was out in the water making things worse. He imagined the girl was probably fearing that he was going to pursue her when Okalinath rose for her maiden flight. Sadly, he could not tell her he didn't have any plans to do just that, as that would most likely come across as an insult to her and her dragon, and he couldn't do that to either of them. Torath was fairly well done with N'kal and his worry over what may or may not happen, and know said rider he wouldn't be allowed within range of her flights. This annoyed the bronze to no end, but he would worry about it another day.
He gave a happy bugle when Okalinath agreed with him and then said she could convince her rider to give her a bath. N'kal has all sorts of...brushes and what not, and he is going to oil me as well. I haven't been oiled in ages, and I don't really need it. But it never hurts to be pampered by ones rider! When he was flicked with water he gave a playful rumble of a growl and lifted his great wings, rearing back some and gave them a powerful sweep along the surface of the water, sending waves after the gold, but as she had darted off along the shallow water he mostly missed. Folding his wings, he did something he rarely did, and, giving a great bellow, went bounding after her, a hilarious sight he was certain, considering he was really too big to be bounding anywhere, not that he cared much mind you. However, in her wake he caused even larger splashing waves as he went after her.
N'kal, still on the beach, took note of the silence from the girl beside him and was about to ask her something when he heard their dragons chirping and bellowing and making all sorts of racket. His gaze was instantly on the pair of dragons, jaw falling slack for a moment as he watched his enormous 36 foot bronze...running? leaping? Whatever he was doing it was disturbing to say the least, though too funny for him not to laugh a bit as he said, "Sweet Faranth! What in the name of the Egg are those two doing!? Trying to empty the lake of water?"
So amused by the dragons at play he barely heard her question him on his Impression. A topic he seemed to find himself talking about a great deal lately, but considering he was still terribly amused, and she had asked so nicely, he decided it couldn't hurt to relay the story again. "It was unexpected. I was never meant to stand for a clutch, I had never been searched, heck I had never even been to a hatching before that day. I was in the stands with my father and a friend..", he started, a fond smile on his face as his eyes turned to his dragon running around in the water, watching others flee before them as they splashed and created huge waves around them. "He almost went between...can you imagine? Such a beautiful creature ending his life before it had barely had the chance to live? He found me there...as silent and afraid that he wouldn't find his bonded, standing there among the crowd. He looked at me...dead at me, mauled someone trying to get to me and I had no idea what was going on."
It seemed to N'kal the telling of his story was a bit easier this time around then it had been before, the words flowed a but more as if he was reliving the memory, rather then just telling it, the look in his eyes was the look of someone seeing but not seeing, as he watched his past while he spoke. "They pulled me from my fathers side. There was a great deal of yelling and shouting, though I thought I had done something wrong, they had actually been cheering for me and trying to tell me what to do over the noisy crowds. It was when I got a closer look at those beautiful rainbow swirling eyes and felt the first connection with his mind, felt that first touch of unending devotion and love that I stopped fighting with them." He paused to look back at Kahleena after pulling himself from the memory. "That knuckle headed dragon out there, running around like he is still a weyrling himself, saved my life as much as I saved his I suppose."
He smiled at her, an honest smile and shrugged. "And there you have it. One completely unimpressive Impression story. What of yours? I imagine you were terrified, most are.", he asked gently, hoping she wouldn't be too afraid to tell him about herself.
Instead of asking right away he simply waited for her to answer his inquiry into her name. When she did answer, softly of course, he nodded and gave her a crooked grin. "A very pretty name, thank you for sharing it. As for your confusion, which is written on your face as clearly as the hide of Okalinath, I do not socialize very much unless I have to. Torath is the one who knows who you are, but he failed to remember I did not. I can't imagine why that would be..", he trailed off, somewhere between annoyed and amused. Annoyed with his bronze, amused at the girl's reaction to his lack of knowledge. He lifted a brow when he noted she was wringing her hands together again. "Do you do that often? You will get cramps in your fingers if you do.", his tone was completely filled with amusement that reflected in his dark eyes for once. Sadly her constant anxiety was amusing him, as he could not for the life of him imagine what about him would cause it.
Perhaps, Torath inserted, having been listening in on his thoughts, It is because you are the very capable rider of a very capable bronze who is swimming with a very beautiful gold? A gold that just happens to be the bonded of the girl?, Torath's out smooth voice was deep with amusement of his own. 'No..wait..what?', he looked over at Torath, then back to Kahleena, watching the young girl tidy herself up, straightening the legs of her riding pants. It dawned on him then that Torath was right. She was a gold rider, sitting talking to him, and he her. 'Ugh....This is why I stay home!', he fussed at Torath, who chose not to answer but to look to Okalinath as she questioned him. Had I been offensive then yes, I would beg forgiveness, for no one deserves to be unjustly offended. Wouldn't you agree? He was amused at the intelligence of this gold and he was more then glad to have the chance to speak with her.
N'kal was currently sitting there next to Kahleena, trying to figure out how to get himself out of what he supposed could end up being a bad situation while his dragon was out in the water making things worse. He imagined the girl was probably fearing that he was going to pursue her when Okalinath rose for her maiden flight. Sadly, he could not tell her he didn't have any plans to do just that, as that would most likely come across as an insult to her and her dragon, and he couldn't do that to either of them. Torath was fairly well done with N'kal and his worry over what may or may not happen, and know said rider he wouldn't be allowed within range of her flights. This annoyed the bronze to no end, but he would worry about it another day.
He gave a happy bugle when Okalinath agreed with him and then said she could convince her rider to give her a bath. N'kal has all sorts of...brushes and what not, and he is going to oil me as well. I haven't been oiled in ages, and I don't really need it. But it never hurts to be pampered by ones rider! When he was flicked with water he gave a playful rumble of a growl and lifted his great wings, rearing back some and gave them a powerful sweep along the surface of the water, sending waves after the gold, but as she had darted off along the shallow water he mostly missed. Folding his wings, he did something he rarely did, and, giving a great bellow, went bounding after her, a hilarious sight he was certain, considering he was really too big to be bounding anywhere, not that he cared much mind you. However, in her wake he caused even larger splashing waves as he went after her.
N'kal, still on the beach, took note of the silence from the girl beside him and was about to ask her something when he heard their dragons chirping and bellowing and making all sorts of racket. His gaze was instantly on the pair of dragons, jaw falling slack for a moment as he watched his enormous 36 foot bronze...running? leaping? Whatever he was doing it was disturbing to say the least, though too funny for him not to laugh a bit as he said, "Sweet Faranth! What in the name of the Egg are those two doing!? Trying to empty the lake of water?"
So amused by the dragons at play he barely heard her question him on his Impression. A topic he seemed to find himself talking about a great deal lately, but considering he was still terribly amused, and she had asked so nicely, he decided it couldn't hurt to relay the story again. "It was unexpected. I was never meant to stand for a clutch, I had never been searched, heck I had never even been to a hatching before that day. I was in the stands with my father and a friend..", he started, a fond smile on his face as his eyes turned to his dragon running around in the water, watching others flee before them as they splashed and created huge waves around them. "He almost went between...can you imagine? Such a beautiful creature ending his life before it had barely had the chance to live? He found me there...as silent and afraid that he wouldn't find his bonded, standing there among the crowd. He looked at me...dead at me, mauled someone trying to get to me and I had no idea what was going on."
It seemed to N'kal the telling of his story was a bit easier this time around then it had been before, the words flowed a but more as if he was reliving the memory, rather then just telling it, the look in his eyes was the look of someone seeing but not seeing, as he watched his past while he spoke. "They pulled me from my fathers side. There was a great deal of yelling and shouting, though I thought I had done something wrong, they had actually been cheering for me and trying to tell me what to do over the noisy crowds. It was when I got a closer look at those beautiful rainbow swirling eyes and felt the first connection with his mind, felt that first touch of unending devotion and love that I stopped fighting with them." He paused to look back at Kahleena after pulling himself from the memory. "That knuckle headed dragon out there, running around like he is still a weyrling himself, saved my life as much as I saved his I suppose."
He smiled at her, an honest smile and shrugged. "And there you have it. One completely unimpressive Impression story. What of yours? I imagine you were terrified, most are.", he asked gently, hoping she wouldn't be too afraid to tell him about herself.
