Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
21.Nov.13, 06:43 PM
Nevani began this morning like she did most other mornings. She had rolled out of her bed, made it, washed her face, put on some clothes, and took some time to brush her tangled hair. Then as usual she headed straight for the kitchens to have her morning klah. It hadn't taken long for her to find a cup, and some of her favorite beverage to pour into the afore mentioned vessel. She was now off in a corner, out of the way softly blowing on the hot surface of the drink to cool it enough to drink. A deep yawn escaped for she had not slept very well the prior night. There was much on her mind, indeed.
She wasn't getting any younger, and it was her dream to ride a gold. Her father had ridden a bronze, and ever since her first flight with her father on that magnificent beast this had been her dream. She however was facing many obstacles, it seeming that perhaps even fate was against her dreams. When she had reached age, Only the searched and kidnapped women from outside the weyr had been allowed to stand on the sands for a gold egg. Then, when this was no longer required, there was still the fact that it was preferred that candidates were not virgins. Especially those of the older ages, and Neva, was of twenty turns now, and very much not experienced at all with sex. She had decided to ask anyway if perhaps she could stand.
She took a tentative sip, knowing more out of habit more than from testing the temperature of the drink that it was now cool enough to not burn. The warm liquid felt good all the way down to her belly, but it didn't quell her thoughts for very long. Where is B'jin, I wonder... she thought to herself. Not that she actually expected to be allowed to stand this clutch, or even be allowed to stand the next if she hadn't had that required experience. It was her plan that in the most likely event that she was declined that perhaps she would be able to ask the rider if he knew anyone who would be willing to have sex for the purpose of sex. She had learned that it wasn't wise to be up-front and ask for sex. When she had, she had been promptly slapped, and she hadn't seen that person since, no doubt that person was avoiding her. She had been too startled by the slap to even react. She shook her head, ridding herself of that embarrassing memory.
Another longer sip, and her courage was beginning to gather, and her grumpiness to wane. Surely, today she would at least have made a seemingly wiser step towards her dream. There was no doubt someone here among the many, that would be more than happy to have a pretty young lady in their arms for something simply physical, never having to worry about the constraints of a relationship. Nevani wasn't ready for a relationship herself, she wasn't even ready for a friend. Simply put, she was too blunt and honest for her own good. Perhaps her tendency to have negative thoughts added to this greatly. It was true that her opinions and views often caused rage in others. It was simply better if Nevani didn't open her mouth, and avoided people, and this is what she normally did. This, however, was the cause of her being still a virgin. She sighed, took another sip, and continued with her thoughts, almost oblivious to the people around her in the kitchen.
She wasn't getting any younger, and it was her dream to ride a gold. Her father had ridden a bronze, and ever since her first flight with her father on that magnificent beast this had been her dream. She however was facing many obstacles, it seeming that perhaps even fate was against her dreams. When she had reached age, Only the searched and kidnapped women from outside the weyr had been allowed to stand on the sands for a gold egg. Then, when this was no longer required, there was still the fact that it was preferred that candidates were not virgins. Especially those of the older ages, and Neva, was of twenty turns now, and very much not experienced at all with sex. She had decided to ask anyway if perhaps she could stand.
She took a tentative sip, knowing more out of habit more than from testing the temperature of the drink that it was now cool enough to not burn. The warm liquid felt good all the way down to her belly, but it didn't quell her thoughts for very long. Where is B'jin, I wonder... she thought to herself. Not that she actually expected to be allowed to stand this clutch, or even be allowed to stand the next if she hadn't had that required experience. It was her plan that in the most likely event that she was declined that perhaps she would be able to ask the rider if he knew anyone who would be willing to have sex for the purpose of sex. She had learned that it wasn't wise to be up-front and ask for sex. When she had, she had been promptly slapped, and she hadn't seen that person since, no doubt that person was avoiding her. She had been too startled by the slap to even react. She shook her head, ridding herself of that embarrassing memory.
Another longer sip, and her courage was beginning to gather, and her grumpiness to wane. Surely, today she would at least have made a seemingly wiser step towards her dream. There was no doubt someone here among the many, that would be more than happy to have a pretty young lady in their arms for something simply physical, never having to worry about the constraints of a relationship. Nevani wasn't ready for a relationship herself, she wasn't even ready for a friend. Simply put, she was too blunt and honest for her own good. Perhaps her tendency to have negative thoughts added to this greatly. It was true that her opinions and views often caused rage in others. It was simply better if Nevani didn't open her mouth, and avoided people, and this is what she normally did. This, however, was the cause of her being still a virgin. She sighed, took another sip, and continued with her thoughts, almost oblivious to the people around her in the kitchen.
