12.May.18, 01:24 AM
Mylorah was pretty proud of herself. Once she had been invited to Nerreh’s party, she made it her goal to get all the usual introverts to attend. That started with her brother Ayontay, and thanks to T’ryn teaming up with her, they got him to agree to go. She had managed to get a few others to promise her they would go as well before turning her attention to Kordiavis. He was a sweet guy once you got past his occasional grumpiness and the walls he erected to keep people a safe distance away. She counted him as a friend, though she counted most people that way, but he was one of the ones she liked hanging out with even if it was just to sit and read in the same room together. Sometimes being inside and enjoying companionable silence wasn’t all that bad.
Nerreh was given a kiss to the cheek as she gave her birthday greetings. As for the required gift, Mylorah sucked at needlework and didn’t think giving anyone something she had made was a good idea and had instead made T’ryn bring her to the Hold so she could find something. She didn’t have a lot of marks but managed to find a nice mug in dark colours for a decent price. She decided it was a versatile gift that could be used for hot drinks, cold drinks, even soup. And everyone always needed a couple of mugs just in case they had visitors.
The party itself was as crazy as she expected but she was happy to see the ones she pestered to go were there and most seemed to be having a good time and Mylorah mentally patted herself on the back. Kordiavis seemed to be the most miserable but even he was being social, though she expected him to sneak off every time she turned around. After making her rounds, Mylorah was deciding who she wanted to return to and hang out with for a bit when she spotted Kordiavis stop near the card game and wondered if he was going to take the offer to strip. Then she heard Madiquel shrieking and calling out to R’dare.
Mylorah wandered over just as the bluerider was opening his mouth to say something, but she had already clued in to what was going on and stepped in as she put an arm protectively around Madiquel’s shoulders. She liked the girl and spent time with her when they were in the same Weyr, though Ayontay was always the closest to her. “I don’t think she likes the deal, Nerreh. But I do. I’ll strip every time you lose.” Mylorah wasn’t shy; she grew up in the Weyr after all and she was a daughter of R’nd. Modesty wasn’t exactly in her blood. Besides, it’d be a fun way to tease some people, R’dare being at least one of them. She smiled at him before turning the smile back to Nerreh. “Sound good?”
Nerreh was given a kiss to the cheek as she gave her birthday greetings. As for the required gift, Mylorah sucked at needlework and didn’t think giving anyone something she had made was a good idea and had instead made T’ryn bring her to the Hold so she could find something. She didn’t have a lot of marks but managed to find a nice mug in dark colours for a decent price. She decided it was a versatile gift that could be used for hot drinks, cold drinks, even soup. And everyone always needed a couple of mugs just in case they had visitors.
The party itself was as crazy as she expected but she was happy to see the ones she pestered to go were there and most seemed to be having a good time and Mylorah mentally patted herself on the back. Kordiavis seemed to be the most miserable but even he was being social, though she expected him to sneak off every time she turned around. After making her rounds, Mylorah was deciding who she wanted to return to and hang out with for a bit when she spotted Kordiavis stop near the card game and wondered if he was going to take the offer to strip. Then she heard Madiquel shrieking and calling out to R’dare.
Mylorah wandered over just as the bluerider was opening his mouth to say something, but she had already clued in to what was going on and stepped in as she put an arm protectively around Madiquel’s shoulders. She liked the girl and spent time with her when they were in the same Weyr, though Ayontay was always the closest to her. “I don’t think she likes the deal, Nerreh. But I do. I’ll strip every time you lose.” Mylorah wasn’t shy; she grew up in the Weyr after all and she was a daughter of R’nd. Modesty wasn’t exactly in her blood. Besides, it’d be a fun way to tease some people, R’dare being at least one of them. She smiled at him before turning the smile back to Nerreh. “Sound good?”