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27.Feb.13, 05:51 AM
R'ana relaxed when Shanith had told someone, getting a flash of I'shan. She relaxed a bit, though fretted over it. While she wouldn't fuss overly much if rubble fell on...most of the dragonriders of the weyr, she didn't want I'shan hurt.
Her old weyrling master would have pointed out that it was amazing what motivation could do for her control over her dragon. She had nearly forgotten that she had been searched for gold because of will. It was for the best it was I'shan, anyone else would have expected her to keep Shanith fully under control from now on.
She felt Oahvakeen squeeze and let part of her mind focus on him, Shanith was beginning to realize that digging them out herself was a bad idea. She coaxed her to stay with Ilveriath, and calm down, though her green trembled from nose to tail.
She spoke softly, tiredly. "I don't think I'm hurt. Haven't thought to check yet." Now panic was nipping the corners of her mind, and she shuddered lightly, biting her lip. "I'm R'ana. I'm...my left arm feels pinned. Good thing I'm clumsy. Maybe S'kef won't notice this?" She was babbling, shaking and forcing herself under control a moment later, her death grip easing on his hand when she did.
She closed her eyes. "I would normally take offense, but this is a bad place for it." The joke was bad, horrible even. She took a shuddery breath and focused on him. "All of those are scary." With the possible exception of spoons. But there was most likely a reason behind the fear. "I'm scared of bronze riders. And brown riders. Heck, I'm even scared of blue riders. 'Cept for I'shan. He's nice." She was babbling a bit, her head hurt and she was dead anyway. What would honesty hurt.
She said, "I'll hug Shanith. And probably you. And I'shan. Then I'll sleep. Sleep sounds wonderful right now." She closed her eyes. "Is my fault. Shoulda guessed how tired you were and that it was a loadbearing wall. I'm sorry I hurt you, Oahvakeen."
She yelped then, feeling things above her shift and I'shan call out. A moment later Ilveriath told her help was on the way. R'ana closed her eyes, unaware of the firelizard. She called out, "Am down here. Pinned. Oahvakeen is too, he's hurt." It wasn't a loud yell, she hoped he could hear her.
She spoke to Oahvakeen again. "Have you ever been flying a dragonback, other than your kidnapping, I mean?" She was awkward, babbling now. "It's nice, Shanith's a good flier. We get outta this, I'll take you."
Shanith roared then. Her words hurt R'ana's head as the dragon told her angrily,You are not adopting the idiot who told you to push the wall over and got you hurt! And I am not taking him flying!
R'ana groaned, and prayed that only her heard that.
Her old weyrling master would have pointed out that it was amazing what motivation could do for her control over her dragon. She had nearly forgotten that she had been searched for gold because of will. It was for the best it was I'shan, anyone else would have expected her to keep Shanith fully under control from now on.
She felt Oahvakeen squeeze and let part of her mind focus on him, Shanith was beginning to realize that digging them out herself was a bad idea. She coaxed her to stay with Ilveriath, and calm down, though her green trembled from nose to tail.
She spoke softly, tiredly. "I don't think I'm hurt. Haven't thought to check yet." Now panic was nipping the corners of her mind, and she shuddered lightly, biting her lip. "I'm R'ana. I'm...my left arm feels pinned. Good thing I'm clumsy. Maybe S'kef won't notice this?" She was babbling, shaking and forcing herself under control a moment later, her death grip easing on his hand when she did.
She closed her eyes. "I would normally take offense, but this is a bad place for it." The joke was bad, horrible even. She took a shuddery breath and focused on him. "All of those are scary." With the possible exception of spoons. But there was most likely a reason behind the fear. "I'm scared of bronze riders. And brown riders. Heck, I'm even scared of blue riders. 'Cept for I'shan. He's nice." She was babbling a bit, her head hurt and she was dead anyway. What would honesty hurt.
She said, "I'll hug Shanith. And probably you. And I'shan. Then I'll sleep. Sleep sounds wonderful right now." She closed her eyes. "Is my fault. Shoulda guessed how tired you were and that it was a loadbearing wall. I'm sorry I hurt you, Oahvakeen."
She yelped then, feeling things above her shift and I'shan call out. A moment later Ilveriath told her help was on the way. R'ana closed her eyes, unaware of the firelizard. She called out, "Am down here. Pinned. Oahvakeen is too, he's hurt." It wasn't a loud yell, she hoped he could hear her.
She spoke to Oahvakeen again. "Have you ever been flying a dragonback, other than your kidnapping, I mean?" She was awkward, babbling now. "It's nice, Shanith's a good flier. We get outta this, I'll take you."
Shanith roared then. Her words hurt R'ana's head as the dragon told her angrily,
R'ana groaned, and prayed that only her heard that.
