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20.Jul.19, 01:59 AM
Going to the Gather was so very exciting. Vaera had never been to Telgar before, or ridden on a dragon, and she hadn’t been to that many Gathers, really, Fort didn’t have huge ones like this super often, and she was a little bit overwhelmed, though mostly in a good way. There was so much to do! It was so nice of Madiquel to invite her to the Gather and arrange for a ride, Vaera would never have been able to go otherwise. Her dad was there too, because it was good for him to go to these sorts of things, and maybe she could have tagged along but he didn’t like to show favoritism or anything and considered the Gather work, not fun, so wouldn’t really think of bringing her with him. He was a bit weird like that, but Vaera didn’t mind. She got a wonderful chance to have fun and meet new people instead.
It wasn’t long until Madiquel was introducing some of her Weyr friends, bronzerider T’ryn and Mylorah. Vaera recognized the names; Madiquel had mentioned them each a few times before. She knew T’ryn visited her at the Hall sometimes — Vaera had seen his immense bronze dragon before, but had never met him, or even really seen him — and that both T’ryn and Mylorah were older siblings of the frequently mentioned A’tay, Madiquel’s best friend. They both seemed very nice, both smiling and laughing a lot. Vaera could understand why Madiquel liked them.
Honestly, Vaera found how cool and put together they were to be kind of intimidating. T’ryn was funny and had a dragon, and from what Veara understood about dragons, mostly from things Madiquel had said, having a bronze dragon said good things about a person and was kind of prestige. And Mylorah was really pretty and her outfit was amazing and she just seemed so clever and Vaera really, really wanted to get her approval and maybe even be her friend. She kept glancing over at the older girl, paying attention to how she responded to what other people were saying. She wanted to say something clever that would make Mylorah laugh, or smile at her, but she couldn’t think of anything.
Eventually, at one point when she was looking at Mylorah again — she had been telling some story and tossed her hair over her shoulder and it was so graceful and Vaera wished she could do that — Vaera realized T’ryn was looking at her. Why was he looking at her? Had he noticed her looking at his sister? Did he think she was weird? Oh no, would he tell Mylorah she was weird and looking at her? Vaera blushed and looked away, trying very hard to focus on Madiquel, who had started talking about something that happened in one of her classes.
The group started moving from standing around chatting to where someone had set up a picnic, and Vaera was headed over to join them when Mylorah grabbed her hand and Vaera almost fainted. She felt warm all over, and mixed with the faintness she wondered if maybe she was dehydrated. Those were symptoms of dehydration, right? She'd definitely read about it, but she was forgetting all of it at that moment. Was that also a symptom? Maybe she just needed to drink some water and sit in the shade a bit and everything would be fine. But then Mylorah suggested she meet Syrendreth, and Vaera forgot all about drinking water.
“Oh, um, I’d love to meet him, if that’s alright with Syrendryth? I don't want to bother him,” she said, glancing between Syrendreth, who she really would like to meet, T’ryn, since it was his dragon she would be meeting, and Mylorah, since it had been her idea.
It wasn’t long until Madiquel was introducing some of her Weyr friends, bronzerider T’ryn and Mylorah. Vaera recognized the names; Madiquel had mentioned them each a few times before. She knew T’ryn visited her at the Hall sometimes — Vaera had seen his immense bronze dragon before, but had never met him, or even really seen him — and that both T’ryn and Mylorah were older siblings of the frequently mentioned A’tay, Madiquel’s best friend. They both seemed very nice, both smiling and laughing a lot. Vaera could understand why Madiquel liked them.
Honestly, Vaera found how cool and put together they were to be kind of intimidating. T’ryn was funny and had a dragon, and from what Veara understood about dragons, mostly from things Madiquel had said, having a bronze dragon said good things about a person and was kind of prestige. And Mylorah was really pretty and her outfit was amazing and she just seemed so clever and Vaera really, really wanted to get her approval and maybe even be her friend. She kept glancing over at the older girl, paying attention to how she responded to what other people were saying. She wanted to say something clever that would make Mylorah laugh, or smile at her, but she couldn’t think of anything.
Eventually, at one point when she was looking at Mylorah again — she had been telling some story and tossed her hair over her shoulder and it was so graceful and Vaera wished she could do that — Vaera realized T’ryn was looking at her. Why was he looking at her? Had he noticed her looking at his sister? Did he think she was weird? Oh no, would he tell Mylorah she was weird and looking at her? Vaera blushed and looked away, trying very hard to focus on Madiquel, who had started talking about something that happened in one of her classes.
The group started moving from standing around chatting to where someone had set up a picnic, and Vaera was headed over to join them when Mylorah grabbed her hand and Vaera almost fainted. She felt warm all over, and mixed with the faintness she wondered if maybe she was dehydrated. Those were symptoms of dehydration, right? She'd definitely read about it, but she was forgetting all of it at that moment. Was that also a symptom? Maybe she just needed to drink some water and sit in the shade a bit and everything would be fine. But then Mylorah suggested she meet Syrendreth, and Vaera forgot all about drinking water.
“Oh, um, I’d love to meet him, if that’s alright with Syrendryth? I don't want to bother him,” she said, glancing between Syrendreth, who she really would like to meet, T’ryn, since it was his dragon she would be meeting, and Mylorah, since it had been her idea.
