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19.Oct.12, 05:51 AM
Of course he was confused!
Ayyonth still sat in the same spot he had landed minutes before when they arrived for their practice and barely showed any interest in the squabbling greenpair. The only time he seemed to even acknowledge the proddy green was when she glanced at him and Ayyonth crooned softly in return, their fondness for each other quite evident. So why wasn’t he preparing to Chase?!
R’nd was practically beside himself already with the scene playing out before him starring B’jin and S’kef. The only reason he hadn’t already stormed over there was because the greenrider was a big boy and didn’t need constant rescuing. It irritated R’nd to no end that S’kef was harassing B’jin again but until it was clear his lover was in for more than he could handle, R’nd was trying his best to stay out of it. So he turned that irritation onto Ayyonth, which anyone would notice with one look at the bluerider glaring at his dragon, obviously having a private conversation. Why aren’t you chasing? We’ve always entered Larrikith’s flights since our first attempt! I figured since our time with them has even you two so cozy, you’d be more inclined to. Are you two fighting again? Did you look at another green? It was unfair to blame Ayyonth like he was but he simply couldn’t understand!
Are you done yelling at me? Ayyonth replied in an almost bored tone, though he wasn’t overly thrilled to be receiving one of R’nd’s rare outbursts. His rider could overreact with the best of them sometimes. This win is not meant for me. I will find you a suitable flight win soon though. He knew that wasn’t what R’nd was upset about but it was the best he was going to get. Larrikith had told him about the fun game of driving B’jin crazy by Veeth winning and Ayyonth was intrigued. It would end up messing with R’nd as well and the way their riders freaked out over other things pertaining to their relationship and flights, he knew this would be amazing and had to happen. So he had agreed and while Larrikith looked ever so beautiful that day, her mossy hide reflecting the sun better, in his opinion, than that of a gold’s and R’nd tried to urge him to move, Ayyonth stayed grounded and quietly watched all those interested in his charming lady move in closer.
R’nd could feel everyone’s gaze moving from him to Ayyonth to the greenpair and back to him. No doubt they believed there was trouble in paradise or they had dissolved their weyrmate status privately the night before. That was hard to do when they weren’t actually weyrmated! After that initial shock when D’ren announced it to all of Katila, they saw the benefit in letting people believe it since they could be in a wing together and somehow had decided through not a single word shared on the matter to both ignore the label and tune out the gossip about them. That had been hard to do at first since he loved knowing the crazy rumours and the gossip going round about him but R’nd found some of the topics to be too heart-stopping and finally managed to disappear whenever he was mentioned in the same breath as B’jin.
He briefly wondered what would be said about this. Did they fight before coming to practice? They had, after all, arrived separately. Was there an issue between the dragons? Perhaps they had made an agreement to have other flights to spice things up? Did they do that because they were looking for someone else to join them in bed? R’nd barely stifled a laugh at that last thought, knowing B’jin would never want anything like that. Knowing what he did know, however, R’nd knew no one else would guess correctly. Larrikith and Ayyonth had planned something again and that was never a good thing. He didn’t know who was meant to win the flight but when the adorable blue weyrling appeared on the scene, it was pretty easy to guess.
As Larrikith took off with her trail of suitors, R’nd found himself hoping Veeth actually did win. His gaze swept across the dragons in pursuit and while a few had decent enough riders, it was Tyrrisath that bothered him the most. That was a cunning dragon and the bluerider had witnessed more than once, both from the chase and innocently watching from below, the way the brown dragon swooped in and stole victories. He was getting nervous and his fists clenched at his sides as B’jin took off running with S’kef close behind. R’nd was so focused on the men that he barely noticed two of his wingmates moving in to stand closer to him. Had he spared them proper thought, he’d know exactly what they were there for; waiting for him to freak out at either not getting his dragon to move his lazy ass or having issue with who the winner was.
This wasn’t going to end well, he knew it deep within. “B’jin…” His lover’s name came out on an exhale, his fear barely restrained. One slow and shaky step and then another took him that little bit closer to the weyrfolk hall where B’jin was leading his followers. He wasn’t at all surprised at B’jin’s intuition to get somewhere private given so many of his past flights. A part of R’nd was proud to have claim on three of the embarrassing locations with the greenrider. He didn’t get any further than those few steps before one of the men near him placed a hand on his shoulder which R’nd obeyed and fell still and silent, grey eyes not leaving the little green and her acrobatics.
Ayyonth still sat in the same spot he had landed minutes before when they arrived for their practice and barely showed any interest in the squabbling greenpair. The only time he seemed to even acknowledge the proddy green was when she glanced at him and Ayyonth crooned softly in return, their fondness for each other quite evident. So why wasn’t he preparing to Chase?!
R’nd was practically beside himself already with the scene playing out before him starring B’jin and S’kef. The only reason he hadn’t already stormed over there was because the greenrider was a big boy and didn’t need constant rescuing. It irritated R’nd to no end that S’kef was harassing B’jin again but until it was clear his lover was in for more than he could handle, R’nd was trying his best to stay out of it. So he turned that irritation onto Ayyonth, which anyone would notice with one look at the bluerider glaring at his dragon, obviously having a private conversation. Why aren’t you chasing? We’ve always entered Larrikith’s flights since our first attempt! I figured since our time with them has even you two so cozy, you’d be more inclined to. Are you two fighting again? Did you look at another green? It was unfair to blame Ayyonth like he was but he simply couldn’t understand!
Are you done yelling at me? Ayyonth replied in an almost bored tone, though he wasn’t overly thrilled to be receiving one of R’nd’s rare outbursts. His rider could overreact with the best of them sometimes. This win is not meant for me. I will find you a suitable flight win soon though. He knew that wasn’t what R’nd was upset about but it was the best he was going to get. Larrikith had told him about the fun game of driving B’jin crazy by Veeth winning and Ayyonth was intrigued. It would end up messing with R’nd as well and the way their riders freaked out over other things pertaining to their relationship and flights, he knew this would be amazing and had to happen. So he had agreed and while Larrikith looked ever so beautiful that day, her mossy hide reflecting the sun better, in his opinion, than that of a gold’s and R’nd tried to urge him to move, Ayyonth stayed grounded and quietly watched all those interested in his charming lady move in closer.
R’nd could feel everyone’s gaze moving from him to Ayyonth to the greenpair and back to him. No doubt they believed there was trouble in paradise or they had dissolved their weyrmate status privately the night before. That was hard to do when they weren’t actually weyrmated! After that initial shock when D’ren announced it to all of Katila, they saw the benefit in letting people believe it since they could be in a wing together and somehow had decided through not a single word shared on the matter to both ignore the label and tune out the gossip about them. That had been hard to do at first since he loved knowing the crazy rumours and the gossip going round about him but R’nd found some of the topics to be too heart-stopping and finally managed to disappear whenever he was mentioned in the same breath as B’jin.
He briefly wondered what would be said about this. Did they fight before coming to practice? They had, after all, arrived separately. Was there an issue between the dragons? Perhaps they had made an agreement to have other flights to spice things up? Did they do that because they were looking for someone else to join them in bed? R’nd barely stifled a laugh at that last thought, knowing B’jin would never want anything like that. Knowing what he did know, however, R’nd knew no one else would guess correctly. Larrikith and Ayyonth had planned something again and that was never a good thing. He didn’t know who was meant to win the flight but when the adorable blue weyrling appeared on the scene, it was pretty easy to guess.
As Larrikith took off with her trail of suitors, R’nd found himself hoping Veeth actually did win. His gaze swept across the dragons in pursuit and while a few had decent enough riders, it was Tyrrisath that bothered him the most. That was a cunning dragon and the bluerider had witnessed more than once, both from the chase and innocently watching from below, the way the brown dragon swooped in and stole victories. He was getting nervous and his fists clenched at his sides as B’jin took off running with S’kef close behind. R’nd was so focused on the men that he barely noticed two of his wingmates moving in to stand closer to him. Had he spared them proper thought, he’d know exactly what they were there for; waiting for him to freak out at either not getting his dragon to move his lazy ass or having issue with who the winner was.
This wasn’t going to end well, he knew it deep within. “B’jin…” His lover’s name came out on an exhale, his fear barely restrained. One slow and shaky step and then another took him that little bit closer to the weyrfolk hall where B’jin was leading his followers. He wasn’t at all surprised at B’jin’s intuition to get somewhere private given so many of his past flights. A part of R’nd was proud to have claim on three of the embarrassing locations with the greenrider. He didn’t get any further than those few steps before one of the men near him placed a hand on his shoulder which R’nd obeyed and fell still and silent, grey eyes not leaving the little green and her acrobatics.
