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Author Topic: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)  (Read 6424 times)

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Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« on: May 18, 2015, 05:09:35 AM »
U'thar woke with a start. His body was hot, his spine shivered, his skin crawled, and his crotch... well, damn.... He instantly knew what this sensation was, he's felt it many times since coming to the Weyr. It was a mating Flight, and judging by the overwhelming sensations his body was feeling, U'thar knew it was a gold Flight. He sent a tendril of thought to his weyrmate, Ewonth, to check on how the blue was feeling. The blue dragon was wondering what the bigger dragons were doing in the sky. //I'll explain later, little one//, U'thar promised, relieved that weyrlings were much too young to understand or quite feel the urges that mating Flights brought upon.

With a groan, U'thar rolled out of his bed, tossed the bedfurs in a pile in the center, and struggled on a pair of breeches. He grunted with discomfort as his manhood was caught up in the "V" of the fly. Righting that, U'thar stepped out into the commonplace of the weyrling barracks. He knew that his fire-lizards would be chasing some wild green or gold 'lizard; the feelings they felt echoed through their connection with the blue rider.

U'thar pulled a chair about and at down at the table, whilst scanning the openings to all of the individual quarters. He called out, gamely, "Rise and shine, ladies and gents! Your heads are fuzzy! Your skin is tingly! And you loins are burning with fiery passion!" He dropped his voice low and gravelly. "But, alas, you can't do a thing about it!" Weyrlings were forbidden from sexual encounters until their dragons were grown. "So, come one! Come all! I have a way to pass the time, while everyone else in the Weyr.... is screwing each other's brains out!" He ended with a mischievous grin. The whole affair had the air of an entertainer at a Gather or End of Turn Celebration.





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As of 5.5.2590, Ewonth is six months old. He is 10.52m long, 2.08m tall, and has a wingspan of 16.40m.

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #1 on: May 18, 2015, 06:26:16 AM »
Kayden woke up with a moan. and a fairly frustrated one at that. She hadn’t woken up this horny since…well it had been a while. She had been able to satisfy it when she needed it up until a couple days ago. She looked over at her beautiful green who was just starting to lift her head and peer at her through half lidded eyes.


Something wrong, Kayden? You feel funny, came her sleep roughened thoughts. “Everything is fine Okiath. Some of the adult dragons are just playing tag right now and are excited which is why we can feel some things from them,” she tried to explain aloud. She was still not too sure about the mind-to-mind talking yet. Her description wasn’t totally wrong though, right? It would have to be enough until she was capable of really understanding Flights and what they meant.


The green seemed to like her answer and let her head rest back on her bed. Kayden rolled over and put her face in the pillow. Hopefully this Flight wasn’t too long. Since she had never been bonded to a dragon during a Flight before, the strength of the sensations was stronger than she had known. Now she understood why it always seemed like every Rider was out to screw someone whenever there was a Flight going on. This is going to be a very long two turns, she thought a little woefully. At least she is totally worth it. She had to smile at the thought of her little greenie. Being so young, she tended to sleep most of the day away, but that was ok with Kayden. It made the transition from Candidate to Weyrling a little bit easier.

A voice from the common room pricked her attention. She pushed herself up and looked toward the room. People really wanted to be together at a time like this? Couldn’t that be dangerous? But being ever curious, she pulled on a pair of britches and walked out there with her night shirt still hanging loosely from her torso. At least she was trying to remain appropriately dressed as much as she wished she could strip down with the male voice that was beckoning.

“I hope your distraction is a good one!” she said a little grumpily as she rubbed the last of the sleep from her eyes and sat on a nearby chair.

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #2 on: May 18, 2015, 11:09:37 AM »
She felt the build long before people snapped awake with realization. She should have been sleeping. At least that was what Marika would have told her..... if she'd been awake to say anything at all. But her friend was curled into the bedfurs like she wanted to be nowhere else, leaving Ianathe to find her own amusement in the room since wandering around was just going to get her into trouble.

They might have had their own weyr but apparently D'zel liked to keep track of his weyrlings right up until they day they graduated. So no unnecessary wandering. Which left her to pace the room, go out and pester Ashineth, play a surprisingly hilarious game of catch with Soot that involved throwing a ball as far as she could and seeing if he could catch it before it hit the wall. Going between wasn't even cheating.

The green weyrling shifted slightly where she was sitting and glanced up when Kalestath finally roared her challenge. It woke the Weyr and she could see Ashineth glance up  from where she'd been curled around Kelith.

Kalestath rises. The Green's tone was bored, if a little jealous. She was just starting to come up on the age where the attention of other dragons was something that became more and more interesting by the day. Ian actually chuckled and moved out to the ledge to watch the display.

Kalestath shot into the sky like an arrow loosed towards the sun. //One day soon that will be you beloved.// She promised her green, setting a hand on her side. The green thrummed her agreement before settling down again, uninterested in the proceedings and leaving her rider to weather the storm of Kalestath's lust as she would.

Knowing her outlets were narrowed to pacing and finding something to distract her Ianathe wasted no time in jumping on Marika to wake her up. "Up and at 'em. The gold is in the air and im not suffering through this alone. Lets go find something to do." And before Marika could even agree or disagree Ian had her fingers looped around her friend's wrist and was dragging her out the door to look for something to amuse them.

It was pure happenstance then that she heard another Weyrling making a racket near the barracks. That would do.




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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #3 on: May 18, 2015, 01:56:28 PM »
My A'lori, what is going on?

It was his Green's sweet voice that woke him, rather than the Flight Lust itself -- though it hit him like a bag of firestone to the stomach when he did actually wake. A'lori lost his breath with the force of it, all of his nerves suddenly alive with desire for someone, anyone, to touch him and sate some of that frustrated lust. Doing his best to push it away, he sat up on the cot where he had been laying with his four flits coiled around him. They were nowhere to be found now, though he could faintly feel them, elsewhere in the weyr and riding out the waves of Kalestath's call to mate in their own way. Groaning softly, A'lori buried his face in his hands. "It's alright," he murmured to Queriluth, before making the conscious effort to switch to speaking through their link. Something that D'zel had told all the weyrlings to make sure they practiced. //It's just like those times that those Greens were flying. Do you remember?//

Queriluth's voice sounded unsure when she answered, even shy. I do... But this feels different. What are they doing?

A'lori knew it had to be one of the Queen's flying. D'zel had mentioned it to all of them the other day in order to prepare them for the impending Flight. But for it to start so early in the morning was... well. Not fantastic. Swinging his legs out of bed, A'lori stood. Thankfully he already had pants on, since sleeping even partially nude had seemed like a poor choice considering his and the others' status as weyrlings. But there was no mistaking the tell-tale bulge in his pants that spoke of his arousal. Digging in his trunk for a moment, A'lori pulled out a long, loose shirt that hung past his pelvis. It would have to do.

//It's...// He mused momentarily on how to explain the difference to his Green without giving too much away. //The Golds are the Queens, yes? When they want someone to chase after them, it has more power than when a Green does.// A'lori could sense Queriluth's faint ire at that:  she had no idea why any dragon would want to be chased, but the idea that the Queens always trumped dragons like herself annoyed her. Cooing as he neared the dark shape of her and her orange-tinted eyes in the dark, he stroked his hands along the planes of her face. //No one is as gorgeous as you, my love.// Queriluth thrummed.

Faintly, A'lori heard sounds coming from the Weyrling Barracks common room. He was curious that someone would be awake and actively wanting to be around others at a time like this. It seemed a dangerous thing, but he supposed that if D'zel didn't want them to, the Weyrlingmaster would appear and tell them to disperse. His weyr was attached to the Barracks, after all. And it was likely he or one of his assistants would be doing rounds to make sure nothing untoward happened that could hurt a dragonet.

Do you want to go talk to those people? Both she and her rider had heard others moving in the Barracks. //If we're going to try to distract ourselves with something, than I think I might as well.// Maybe it would be more bearable than laying curled up in his bed by himself, trying desperately not to think of all the sexual encounters he'd had before Impressing Queriluth. And to reassure her that no one else could sway his attention from his beautiful Green, A'lori kept his hand on her slender neck as they walked into the common room to greet the others.

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #4 on: May 18, 2015, 05:33:40 PM »
Marika was dead asleep, curled up comfortably beneath the soft furs of the bed. Slade was curled up near the crook of her knees. Kelith wasn’t sleeping, but she too was curled up against Ashineth. When Ianathe jumped on to the bed, or rather more accurately, on her, Marika woke with a start. She yelled, flailing arms and legs and half tangled in the bed furs. Slade screeched his indignation, flapping off the bed as Ianathe took Marika’s wrist and pulled her from the bed.

She stumbled sleepily, kicking the furs from around her legs, and barely got her feet under her when she hit the ground. “Errgghhh.” She protested and rubbed sleep from her eyes with the back of the hand Ianathe was not currently leading her by. Actual words this early in the morning didn’t usually come before some sort of caffeine, usually a nice hot, cup of klah. Ianathe’s words penetrated her fuzzy mind and she paused in mid yawn.  Kalestath was rising. Well, that helped explained some of the fuzziness of her wakefulness, she groaned.

“Ianathe, where are we going?” Marika finally managed to whine out.

You should look down. Kelith’s amused tone confused Marika until the girl glanced down. Kelith and Ashineth were not that far off from their own flights, while it was still dangerous for the girls to be in any type of physical relationships this was not their dragon’s first experience with flight lust and it wasn’t as strange and scary as it had been the first time their dragonets had gone through it.

“Ianathe!” She hissed. “You could have at least let me put pants on before dragging me out of bed!”

She was only wearing underwear and an oversized tunic that had belonged to one lover or another one of them had before Impressing. It was hard to keep track. Then she noticed where they were. The sharding Weyrling Barracks. Great. Just fucking great. This is exactly where she wanted to spend the duration of a gold flight when she wasn’t able to do anything to ease her want, the Weyrling Barracks, with a group of other people unable to do anything about their wants and urges. That was bad enough as it were but now she had to deal with it pantless.

As Ianathe dragged her into the common area, Marika glared absolute daggers at anyone who even so much as gave her a sideways look. 

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #5 on: May 18, 2015, 07:54:11 PM »
S'ren groaned, awakening to the familiar throb of Flight lust. Tallar was curled inside his tunic, snuggling close against the cool damp of the cave system. The weyrling sat up, cradling Tallar against his chest so as not to wake him. Darath raised his head slowly from where he'd been lying across S'ren's legs.

What's wrong, S'ren? Can't you sleep? asked the blue sleepily. S'ren smiled tightly. Not tonight, Dar, but for different reasons. Don't bother yourself, go back to sleep. I'm gonna go out for a bit. He hoped maybe going for a walk might clear the fuzziness from his head.

Darath crooned worriedly. Can't I come? I'd rather go exploring with you than stay here, he whined, scrambling off the ledge, bedfurs snagging on a wingtip. S'ren chuckled, freeing Darath's wing. Sure. I just thought you might want to sleep more.

As he and Darath got closer to the main room, S'ren began to hear voices. For a moment he was surprised that the other weyrlings were awake, but after a moments thought, he figured the overwhelming Flightlust would have woken them as easily as him. Maybe this isn't the best idea... he thought to himself. Being around the others didn't seem the wisest choice. Maybe he could sneak past them, although now that he thought about it, D'zel would most likely keep the weyrlings under close observation during flights.

He wandered slowly into the common area, still not entirely awake, and noticed quite a gathering of the other weyrlings, most of whom he recognised, if only slightly, from years of standing. However, after a few seconds, one in particular caught his eye, and he wandered over.

"A'lori, hey," he said softly, tapping gently on the other's shoulder. Hopefully A'lori recognised him, otherwise this situation would get even more awkward than it was already. Darath nudged him gently, and he automatically scratched the little Blue's eyeridge, eliciting a soft, content croon.

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #6 on: May 18, 2015, 08:06:24 PM »
Kalestath is flying and the dragons are chasing her.

Nalata groaned and opened her eyes to a curious gold dragon staring at her face. When do I get to do that? Weyrling dodged the question as she slid out from under her bedfurs, the cold stone beneath her feet waking her up near instantly.

//Later,// she promised, sliding into clothes a bit more covering than just her sleep shirt. Voices from the common room had already reached her ears and she was in no mood to let the Flightlust take over her or or someone's body by her lack of clothes.

One baggy shirt and one tightly-secured pants later, Nalata entered the commons to a host of other weyrlings, all milling about and doing their best to avoid the growing distraction in their groin. Amused, she leaned against a wall, Minath regally poised beside her. "Show-off," she muttered good-naturedly, scratching an eye ridge to take any edge off her words.

Minath swept her gaze across the room, a clear notion of viewing her subjects. They should all be looking at her, at the very least. She was the prettiest and the shiniest in the room right now, in her righteous opinion. Nalata's words didn't faze her. Of course she was showing off! She was worth looking at.
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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #7 on: May 18, 2015, 08:25:00 PM »
A'tor woke up feeling just a bit more off than usual. His head was underneath his pillow and sprawled out with his blanket thrown off onto the floor where Risk tangled himself around it. He couldn't place the feeling at all until he decided to shift a bit and the friction from his bed caused him to writhe slightly. //Oh shards.... Now? We have to do this now?//

He pushed himself up to his knees, trying to shake off the sleep. He looked over and noticed that Yedeth was still asleep. Somehow. "How the hell are you still asleep?" Well, that didn't last too long, as Yedeth stretched out and lazily opened up an eye, looking at A'tor. What is happening? The weyr feels a bit off. "It's ok... Kalestath is rising, we just have to deal with the discomfort for a while..."

"Well, if we are up.. Might as well get up and see if we can do anything." He rolled onto the floor, deciding to do a few pushups to use the exercise to distract himself. He only got to about 20 before he heard U'thar's oddly worded proclamation. //Shards, what is wrong with this guy?// A'tor pulled on a shirt and some pants before grabbing Risk and holding him in his arms. "Should we see the commotions?"

Instead of answering, Yedeth rose and walked over to stand next to him. The trio walked out to the commons and saw all the others that had already gathered. He noticed Marika and had to stifle a laugh. A'tor didn't really want to wander into the middle of the crowd, so he sat down towards the fringes of the crowd.

"U'thar, I do have to say.. You have one hell of a way to wake people up. Would have woken up the rest of the weyr if they weren't already up."
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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #8 on: May 18, 2015, 10:34:37 PM »
A’srian wasn’t a stranger to Flights; he’d grown up in a Weyr, and on top of that in very close proximity to a bronze and a green. He didn’t think he’d ever be truly used to them, but they weren’t quite as exciting as they had been when he’d first been old enough to really understand what was going on.

He’d been doing his best to ignore it. After Kalestath made her intentions clear and the Weyr fell into the chaos of a gold flight he’d retreated with his dragon to their quarters, intent on spending the remainder of the flight alone and (unfortunately) very much awake. Not that there was a whole lot of time left to sleep anyway. It wasn’t long before a commotion started up in the common area and A’srian had to suppress a groan. Cosilanth was much more interested in the goings-on beyond their own little hole, and he’d already been sitting in the opening, tail curled around his feet with blue-green eyes swirling.

He was itching to mingle, and despite A’srian’s preference for general avoidance--he was certainly not a morning person, and the situation of this particular morning only made things worse--the bronze’s eagerness was contagious, and it only took a little mental prodding to convince A’srian to venture into the commons. The low murmur of voices had dropped, for a moment, but started up again before he made it out. He didn’t jump right into conversation, instead leaning against the wall beside his dragon, arms crossed over his chest.

The little bronze took A’srian’s emergence as permission, hardly hesitating a moment before darting forward, stopping just short of the middle of the group. Hello! While Cosilanth did a good job of making himself the center of attention, A’srian let his eyes wander. He wasn't particularly pleased to be drawn out of bed so early, but couldn't exactly blame anyone currently present for their predicament; it wasn't their fault Kalestath decided to fly at the asscrack of dawn.

As of 29.06.2590, Cosilanth is 10 months old. Length: 22.7M, Height: 4.6M, Wingspan: 36M

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #9 on: May 19, 2015, 03:13:56 AM »
J'hal had already woken for his morning bath when the flightlust struck. Mid getting his towel out from the chest, he groaned as the lust washed through him, reaching out to steady himself on the wall of his alcove. "Shells," he growled through gritted teeth, glancing sideways at Lesserath, whose head raised in concern.

What's wrong? the black asked with concern, eyes flashing orange from the strong and unfamiliar feelings emanating from his rider.

It's... Must be Kalestath's flight. He took a deep breath, trying to force the feelings down to somewhere where they couldn't reach Lesserath. Sensing this, the black reached out, as if to grab the thought. "No," growled his rider, bringing Lesserath up short. The rider leant his forehead against the wall. He'd not been that short with Lesserath before, but he just couldn't have the young dragon digging around in his thoughts now, of all days. Not while it was so strong.

The black looked offended. Guiltily, J'hal turned away, pushing away from the wall. It was for his own good. Try get some more sleep, he said, more gently.

Are we not going to the bathing springs? He sounded hopeful.

Not today. D'zel's gonna have us on lockdown today. We'll go later once this has all blown over, he promised. You sleep. I gotta... err, walk this off a bit.

One of the other weyrlings was causing a commotion in the common room, so he did a lap of striding aimlessly around the barracks room. He steered clear of the girls alcoves, but even seeing a bunch of other guys wandering around with awkward boners wasn't helping either. Weirdly.

Growing frustrated with lapping the same small area, he made for the common room, only to find awhile bunch of people and dragons already answering U'thar's call. One of the women hadn't even gotten dressed. How bloody inconsiderate was that. Sighing, he made to shoulder his way through the crowd to the exit. Yeah, he may be supposed to stay put, but he needed some bloody air.
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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #10 on: May 19, 2015, 08:36:10 AM »
The red head glanced back at her friend just long enough to toss her a knowing smirk. She'd been aware Marika wasn't wearing much, but honestly she hadn't really thought it would be a problem. "Rika... half the weyr is naked right now. You're not exactly sticking out. Well.... if you pulled your shirt up you would be." She grinned again but shushed her friend before Marika could think of something clever to say in return as they came to a quickly gathering group of Weyrlings.

Unlike some of the others, their dragons were both much too large already to fit in the barracks, so they didn't have Ashineth or Kelith beside them when they stepped into the room. Standing there surrounded by all the other riders didn't help the hum of flight lust that flared again as she glanced around. Her eyes dragged over each person in the room like she was sizing them up. It was like letting a wolf free in a heard of sheep.

And maybe with one of the worse decisions of her life, she got it in her head that flirting would be the most amusing use of her time. She planned to torture at least one poor soul. But only a little...

"Look. There's A'srian and J'hal." She leaned towards Marika to draw her friend's attention to the Bronze and Black riders. She didn't really understand Black dragons... but it didn't mean she couldn't appreciate Lesserath's rider. "Which do you want?" Her grin became a sly smirk. "First one to get theirs to cover their lap and blush wins..."

She let go of Marika's hand, winked, and made a beeline for the Bronzer.

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #11 on: May 19, 2015, 08:55:32 AM »
A’lori was honestly surprised to see so many of the other weyrlings joining them in the common room. Oftentimes, they avoided each other as much as possible and stayed secluded in their own corners of the Barracks where their cots and dragonets’ couches were located. Hopefully this whole affair wouldn’t end poorly with D’zel displeased and disappointed in them. A’lori, at least, had no intention of getting in trouble with the Weyrlingmaster. His fingers ran over Queriluth’s head again, and the Green practically purred at his touch.

A tap on his shoulder grabbed his attention, and he turned to find himself face to face with Soren. Rather, S’ren now that he had Impressed a handsome Blue of his own. A’lori was simultaneously happy to see him and blushing a little; after all, S’ren was cute and the two of them got along. With difficulty, he kept his thoughts from taking a more wicked tone.

“Hello, S’ren.” Smiling, he shifted slightly to the side to provide more space for the other dragonpair to stand. “And… Darath, right?” A handsome Blue for a gorgeous Green… Mentally, he shook himself a moment and then smiled apologetically to S’ren. “How is weyrlinghood treating you both?”

His attention shifted away for a moment at the arrival of more weyrlings. Particularly A’tor. At least the other boy was fully dressed. A’lori was briefly grateful that he was only attracted to men; otherwise the older weyrling girl who was missing her pants might have made his body more heated than it already was. Honestly, how had she thought that was a good idea? A’lori frowned some as he watched her and the red-headed girl that had appeared amidst the younger weyrlings. Surely D’zel would not approve if he saw how they were acting. 

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #12 on: May 19, 2015, 09:30:36 AM »
Sethunya had known this was coming. She curled more so around Thief and had planned to spend most of the morning wrapped around her Tyrriath. She murmured sweet whispers to Thief, telling him how sweet of a little flit he was to keep her company this morning despite the rather obvious desire he must have to leave her and go flutter around. She was expecting this morning to be bad though, once Kalestath had announced her Flight. Had been preparing for the worst, really.

But Tyrriath hadn't stirred since she'd taken Wing. He remained wrapped around her, softly thrumming, and projecting calming thoughts to his Sethunya. Truth be told, it seemed his bonded was more worked up and stressed about the Flight than he was. Her mind was a flurry of worry and stress, irritation and anxiety. It was all the Brown could do to remain calm and still, afraid that if he moved too much that it would upset the precarious state that Sethunya was in.

She did not like the projected feelings of lust and struggled to contain them, keeping it away from Tyrriath. Sethunya also struggled not to want O'sir there, to have him talk her through it. This was something that Tyrriath and she needed to survive together.

And we will, he promised, using his snout to gently nudge at her shoulder. She was so tense. He wanted her to relax, if only a little.

It was the commotion out in the hall that pulled her from her thoughts. Why… Why would people be up and about? In her panic, Sethunya thought there might be something wrong. She shifted to her feet, fully dressed in her customary leather pants and top. Sethunya had wanted something familiar to feel… better…

Thus far, it had not been working.

She settled Thief on her shoulder, as though she had O'sir right there with her, and made her way out into the commons. Tyrriath uncurled from his bed and followed, his eyes an acidic brown/yellow with worry for his Sethunya.

The sight that greeted her was a confusing one. Why were there so many people cluttered in the commons during a Flight? But what really drew her attention was the partially dressed woman… And it was to that weyrling, Marika, that Sethunya went first. Since there didn't seem to be a fight, or any other danger, she walked up to the girl and cut her off from wherever she might've been going. "You're not dressed for the Weyrling Barracks Commons," she said, curtly, and gestured to her lack of pants. "You should fix that or get out."

Tyrriath moved up beside Sethunya and nudged her with his hip, a reminder he was still there for her.

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #13 on: May 19, 2015, 11:36:43 AM »
U'thar stood from the chair, arms wide, and did a short spin, taking in all of the weyrlings and their dragons. He had a large grin on his face and stopped looking at Kayden. "Alas, fair lady, this distraction is a good one." The blue weyrling lowered his arms and his eyes sidled over to the brown weyrling and one not wearing pants. Her legs were tight and looked smooth; U'thar would have liked to feel their pressure around his hips. He shook his head, trying to clear his head of the flurry of images that ran through it. Marika's companion, Ianathe... now there was a beauty. Her red hair, her lithe figure, U'thar felt his groin shudder with anticipation. He quickly moved his eyes away from the two of them and Sethunya.

Ewonth poked his head out of their shared weyr, eyes whirling yellow. What is it? Why do you feel like this? U'thar shook his head, clearing it again, while allowing him a moment to speak to his life-friend. //Well, my friend, what those dragons are doing up above, my body wants to do. But, we can't until you are much bigger.// Satisfied with that answer, Ewonth laid down, but kept his head at the entrance to their weyr.

He turned to face A'tor, unabashed of the pant-tent his loins had built. "We're all awake any way. So, let's entertain ourselves." His voice grew back into an announcer's tone. "I'm glad you could all make it to this wonderfully, baudy gathering. While the Weyr is balls deep in lust, we are confined to our quarters. But, that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun." U'thar winked at Kayden.

He raised his hands back and beckoned all to join him at the table and couches. "I have a little game we can play." U'thar wiggled his eyebrows. "A little game... of Truth or Dare...." U'thar sat down on a cushioned chair and arched fingers into a steeple. "I dare you to play."
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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #14 on: May 19, 2015, 03:07:13 PM »
It seemed Kayden was one of many of the Weyrlings to hear the ruckus and come to check it out. It just made her all the more glad she had thrown in some pants, as she looked across the room to see the poor girl pantless. If Kayden herself hadn’t been so short, she may have offered up a pair of her own for the woman, but she wasn’t sure they would fit, unfortunately.

As a new Weyrling, she only vaguely new some of the names and faces of those who were present. She knew the loud one in the middle since he had been in her class and Impressed with her, along with Soren… S’ren(!). Most people seemed either pretty sleepy still or a little grumpy at their poor predicament. Not that she could blame them, as her own loins seemed to be complaining about a serious lack of attention.

Did someone say game? Can I play Kayden? Kayden looked back a little startled at the darker green beauty. //Are you not still tired, sweetheart? You are welcome to play if you like.// She looked unsure as she thought towards her green, not really sure if she was doing it quite right yet, but the little dragon seemed to get the message and perked up and trotted closer to Kayden. I wanna play! I can sleep later! came her lilting tone in Kayden’s mind.

Kayden peered back at the apparent leader of the group just as he winked at her, so she gave him a small eyebrow raise and smirk. It was too early in the morning for anything much more graceful than that after all.

When he sat down, Okiath pranced over and sat on her stocky haunches and let her head dance from side to side in excitement. Game time, game time! Let’s go Kayden! We wanna play! “I’m coming, I’m coming,” she said teasingly exasperated with the energetic dragonet. “You’re on U’thar. Let’s see what you have got.”

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #15 on: May 19, 2015, 04:55:55 PM »
Her head whipped around at A’tor’s stifled laugh. “Can it!” She hissed at him, eyes narrowing. This was absolutely horrifying. Ianathe continued to drag her around the room by her wrist, Marika’s eyes swept over all of the Weyrlings gathered, taking them in. //Kelith, for Faranth’s sake, please have Slade bring me some sharding pants!// She heard the green chuckle in her mind and her scowl deepened.

Marika’s attention went back to her friend as Ianathe leaned into her. “A’srian and J’hal...wha—“ she didn’t have time to process what was going through Ianathe’s head at seemingly a million miles a minute. Then as Ianathe lay out the “bet” realization dawned on her. What the fuck was Ianathe thinking. The red-head released her wrist and all but skipped towards A’srian. “Ian!” Marika hissed after her.

Turning to follow Ian she shot a withering glare towards J’hal, as if say, ‘what?! Go ahead and say something, I dare you’ but he looked as eager to get out of here as she was.

Focusing back on trying to reign in Ianathe, Marika was brought up short as Sethunya appeared in front of her. She glowered darkly at the younger girl’s tone. “I’m well aware of that.” She said between clenched teeth. “I’m working on it, so back off.” She did not need some high and might female brown Weyrling berating her like she was the most perfect Weyrling on Pern. Thankfully, Slade appeared just then from Between, a pair of pants in his claws. Marika snatched them from him and hastily put them on. “See? All better, now get off your high runner and get out of my way.”

Slade took perch on Marika’s shoulder, digging his claws tightly into her shoulder. He puffed out his wings and hissed at anyone near her, Sethunya, J’hal, A’srian, U’thar. Pretty much anyone in the room.

Marika slid by Sethunya, grabbing Ianathe’s elbow as the woman stood before A’srian. “What. Are. You. Thinking?!” She growled. Faranth she loved Ianathe more than almost anything in this world besides Kelith but even this was wherry shit crazy for her whirlwind friend.
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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #16 on: May 19, 2015, 06:43:16 PM »
S'ren smiled awkwardly, backing up as he realised how close to A'lori he was standing. "Yes, this is Darath!" he said, embarrassment momentarily forgotten in the wave of happiness he still got when he remembered his Impression. "Its treating me quite well, even if the circumstances weren't the best," he added with a sad smile. "How are you and Queriluth?

Darath nudged S'ren in the leg. You are behaving oddly, S'ren. What is going on? Darath asked, still slightly concerned. S'ren sighed. It isn't important, Dar, love. It'll be over soon. He wasn't sure if this socialisation was the best plan. He'd always hidden himself away during Flights, especially Queen Flights, as the strength of the Flightlust proved this to be. He'd never willingly been around this many people, and the fact that none of them were allowed to do anything about it was certainly not helping the tensions in the room.

When U'thar explained his plans for the morning, S'ren only grew more uncertain. The game sounded like it would very easily get out of control. Maybe we should head back to our room, Dar. We should get some more sleep.

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #17 on: May 19, 2015, 08:36:53 PM »
He wasn't oblivious to the sudden attention; if anything, the overarching Flightlust only made A'srian more aware of the eyes on him, but it was something he'd become relatively used to in the past several months. Impressing a bronze wasn't a particularly good way to run under the radar, after all. Not that he was trying to avoid attention.

He ignored them until J'hal stormed past, shortly followed by Ianathe slithering towards him. The term was rather accurate, if not by nature then certainly in the moment. His discontent was enough to catch Cosilanth's attention, at least, and it had the little bronze loping back to his rider's side in a matter of seconds. What? What's wrong?

Nothing. He stared Ianathe down as she approached, doing his best not to let the Flightlust get the better of him. He couldn't quite stifle the huff of relieved breath as Marika waylaid her friend, and took the opportunity to make a quick escape. A quick glance was enough to catch sight of Nalata against the wall, who he'd missed upon his first perusal of the Weyrlings present. It was a convenient excuse, if nothing else, and he dearly hoped it got him out of the crosshairs of a certain redhead.

"Nalata," he said, giving her a little nod as he settled against the wall beside her. Cosilanth, of course, was hot on his heels, lacking the stereotypical attitude of his color that Minath pulled off so well. Minath! he crowed, coming to a stop before the gold Weyrling with a flutter of his wings.

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #18 on: May 19, 2015, 10:47:54 PM »
Nalata eyed Ianathe and Marika with a critical glare. Those two were trouble. She was just about to leave her perch when Sethyuna spoke up to the pantsless girl. It seemed the exchange did not go well. She frowned. Couldn't Marika see that sex was very, very bad when they were weyrlings? Shards, those two were some of the oldest and they were setting a very poor example for their younger peers, herself included.

She kept an eye on the pair as one dragged the other to poor J'hal and A'srian, but the two boys made a quick escape. She chuckled as the bronze weyrling made his way over to her. "Escaped a tricky situation, I see," she observed, noticing his dragonet's antics out of the corner of her eye. "I'd much rather not be here, but with D'zel out, someone needs to keep an eye out."

Minath eyed the bronze dragon in front of her coldly. She didn't take well to anyone bounding up to her. However, her rider's amicable attitude did much to soften the gold weyrling's gaze. Hello, Cosilanth, she greeted, keeping her position the same.
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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #19 on: May 20, 2015, 10:49:20 AM »
Ianathe pulled up short when Marika was suddenly in front of her, stopping her progression towards the Bronze weyrling. Friend or not, her eyes narrowed at the tone. While Marika was probably the only person in the whole of the weyr who could actually get away with speaking to her like that she still didn't appreciate it.

"Wow... lighten up. Can't anyone take a joke?" She hadn't even said a single word to anyone else yet but they were all assuming she was actually going to do something that would cause harm to one of the dragons.

That she didn't appreciate in the slightest. Ashineth was her life. Her whole world. Older than the others or not she would never willingly do anything to hurt Ash or another dragon. She knew as well as the others how important it was to keep them safe.

She hadn't spoken to anyone besides Marika. Her comment certainly hadn't been audible to a single other person. She hadn't touched anyone. She hadn't even gotten close enough to open her mouth, but apparently the fact that she'd moved towards A'srian and was a Green rider, was enough to have people looking at her like she'd just ripped her clothing off.

And besides that, the boy had run to Nalata, as if her company was better only because her dragon was Gold. Nothing pissed her off more, and faster, than even the slightest implication that she and her dragon were less simply because of the color of Ashineth's hide. "Forget it." She tugged her arm out of Marika's grip. "I won't waste my time on someone who has to hide under a Gold's wing anyway."

And maybe it was unfortunate that that particular comment was audible to more than Marika. 


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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #20 on: May 23, 2015, 12:26:36 AM »
Even as A’lori waited to hear S’ren’s response to his question, he caught sight of Sethunya out of the corner of his eye. He hadn’t gotten to talk to her much since her Impression, since their weyrling classes were on very different developmental schedules. But he was glad for her, and suitably impressed that she had gotten herself a Brown. There weren’t many female riders who did so. But if anyone had deserved such a color, it would be Sethunya. He might know a slightly more playful side to her, but that did not mean she still wasn’t a stickler for the rules.

Not to mention A’lori was glad that she had spoken up to Marika. It hadn’t… seemed like his place to do so. Not when she and her friend were from an older, more experienced weyrling class and she rode a Green like he did. But it seemed right, somehow, that a higher ranking color called her out. He eyed Nalata briefly, curious if she would step in should the tensions in the room get slightly more volatile.

Though perhaps volatile was the better option considering how U’thar was acting. A’lori actually crinkled his nose in distaste at the other weyrling. He didn’t like crass people at the best of times, but during a Flight seemed like the last time that someone should be speaking in such a blatant sexual way, much less waving their sharding erection around without the good grace to be discreet or to politely excuse themselves. They were weyrlings, not savages.

“Moron,” he muttered, clearly dismissive of U’thar before he turned back to S’ren with a smile. The other weyrling’s move away from him was not lost on A’lori, but given the current state of Flight Lust in the weyr it was probably a good idea. “It’s nice to meet you officially, Darath,” A’lori said by way of greeting to the Blue. Even Queriluth hummed a brief, wordless hello though she did not reach out to speak to him. She disliked the feel of minds that weren’t her A’lori.

“I’m glad it’s going well even so.” His fingers still played over Queriluth’s head, rubbing lightly on her eye ridges as he might if he were oiling her. Which honestly might not be a bad idea. Amusedly, A’lori wasn’t sure if that thought originated from himself or his pretty Green. “And we’re both doing well. I think I’m finally starting to get fit enough that weyrling training isn’t quite so bad.”

He glanced away again at the commotion caused by the two older girls, scowling at Marika when she snapped at Sethunya. Maybe if she hadn’t wandered in half dressed, no one would have felt the need to speak up at all. Her friend didn’t seem to have much class either, judging by the way she responded to the reprimand and then mouthed off about Nalata and A’srian.

“Maybe it would be best if we left.” A’lori’s words were directed to S’ren, but purposefully loud enough that others could hear and join them if they needed a polite excuse for an escape. “Queriluth could do with an oiling, and I’m sure Darath wouldn’t mind one either. I’m not sure I want to be party to the kind of trouble all this could get us in with D’zel.”

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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #21 on: May 23, 2015, 12:58:18 AM »
Sethunya wasn't sure what bothered her more. The fact that a supposedly older weyrling had showed up half naked during a Gold Flight and had thought to tell Sethunya off, as though Sethunya was in the wrong somehow in this fucked up scenario, or that U'thar kept making lewd references to what exactly the rest of the weyr was doing.

They all knew. Sethunya did not need to be reminded that her own weyrmate was probably participating in the Flight. Or that he might even be seeking someone out to relieve his own frustrations from the said Flight.

Her irritation spiked with Marika when she hastily dressed and said 'See?'

Nastily, Sethunya snapped, "Ah yes, because it would've been so difficult for you to do that before you arrived. I'd forgotten how complicated dressing was." It was uncalled for, she knew, the moment she said it. But the other girl had pressed her and was already off, chasing after her friend for Faranth only knew why…

Tyrriath hissed his displeasure at the entire situation. He pushed at Sethunya when she made to go after Marika - for what, she didn't know. To fight her? Most likely. Because she hated this feeling. This imposed sense of do something that felt too much like fuck something and she certainly could not do that with Tyrriath there. Her Brown hissed again at her train of thoughts and actually toppled Sethunya from her feet, pinning her in place as she struggled to control the mess that was her mind.

"I'm so sorry," she murmured, panting softly beneath her dragon. It was the shocking, panicked yellow of his eyes that brought her out of her initial rage and forced her to calm down. Fighting Marika, while initially it sounded like a good idea, would… not be. D'zel would be mad at her, O'sir… would be so disappointed. Shards, Sethunya was disappointed with herself for losing her own temper. "I'm so sorry Tyrriath," she said again, stroking her dragon's jaw as she tried to calm herself and him.

He had no words for her, only the press of his own concern and worry. Not for himself, but for her.  Thief popped out of between and chirped before settling on the Brown, adding to his weight as though Tyrriath needed help holding Sethunya down.

She gave up, for the moment, and tried to block out the rest of the weyrlings. Sethunya should've just… stayed in her room. Next time, next Flight, she would. Tyrriath rumbled his agreement before he simply laid on top of her, trapping her. Resolved he would not let her move until this entire mess was over. Even if her head hurt from when he'd pushed her over.
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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #22 on: May 23, 2015, 01:10:55 AM »
Flights did not bother Haithen or Saissith anymore. Not at their age. Neither did he share a room in the barracks, though that didn't mean he wasn't privy to the commotion going on inside of it. With Saissith stretched out in the weyrbowl, along the rim near the entrance to the barracks, and Haithen sitting nearby, he heard most of the commotion.

But he did not bother to investigate. It all sounded like messy trouble that D'zel, in his fully capable position as Weyrlingmaster, could handle. Or one of his assistants would come dashing in if they weren't so busy figuring out how to handle the Flight Lust themselves.

For Haithen and Saissith, they sat out on the grass and learned how to cope with it. The rush of uncomfortable feelings were not wholly unwelcome. He'd already snagged a cup of klah, dressed in a simple nightgown given the early mark, and his hair was unbraided. They'd have a day off. Not that Haithen intended to actually -take- the day off. But for now, he marveled at the sight of so many dragons in the sky, focused on one goal. Twisting and chasing. They would eventually leave the sight of the weyrbowl, and chase the Queen out and over the ocean but the affects of the Flight Lust would still remain.

Saissith's eyes burned with a brilliant blue-purple as she too watched. I would not wish to have so many chase me, she thought to her Haithen.

He glanced over at her, smiling a little before he sipped his drink. She was getting close to that age, he knew. Two more months or so, and he would need to start planning her first Flight. //I know. I'm going to let you pick. And we'll go somewhere secluded.// Haithen was no more comfortable with the idea than his beautiful Green was.

Her attention remained on the Queen, awe radiating from her. It was easy now because Haithen had learned to deal with it, and had learned how to translate that to his dragon. She didn't fret when he felt this way, didn't worry about what that meant for her or if it meant he loved her less.

They really had come along way.
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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #23 on: May 23, 2015, 03:20:08 AM »
Shouldering his way past A'srian, J'hal broke into some little air between clusters of people and dragons, only to spot one of the older green weyrlings making a beeline for him and his bronze classmate. He sped up, ducking behind Colisanth, missing Marika's glare in his direction. Don't worry girl, he had no intention of trying anything with her, no matter what his crotch was telling him to do.

Reaching the door seemed to take an interval, but he managed to slip out without further incident. The area outside the common room was mercifully uncluttered with people, with a few more of the older weyrlings here and there going to check out what all the fuss was about indoors. He breathed a sigh of relief, the uncharacteristic claustrophobia easing. Unfortunately the desire remained. He scowled up at the gold and her entourage, now visible way above the Weyr.

I thought only greens got chased by that? Lesserath observed curiously into his mind. I thought you were asleep? I'm not tired, and this is more interesting than sleep. J'hal privately cursed his dragons curiosity, but at length answered with a sigh. No, they just do it more often. And there's more of them. The young black wasn't satisfied. Yes, but neither you nor anyone else in the Weyr goes quite so loopy when the greens are chased, he pointed out with annoying accuracy. The effect is... stronger with golds. When they call for everyone to chase them, they call... well, everyone. Even those who can't chase them. They just want to chase something, even if it's not the gold... he faltered, sure that he wasn't explaining this very well. The flightlust was still clouding his mind, he was sure of it. He struck out walking for the grass, in an effort to clear it.

Back in the barracks, Lesserath had given up sleeping and grown bored with laying on his couch. He stood, nudging his head through the doorway to the common room just in time for U'thar to announce his intentions. What's truth or dare? he asked of Ewonth. It is a game, yes? I wish to play. Then, to his rider J'hal, you should come along and play too.

The black rider blanched, shaking his head apparently to himself but really aimed at Lesserath. Bad idea.


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Re: Weyrling Shenanigans! [5.1.2590; 5 AM] (OPEN/Weyrlings)
« Reply #24 on: May 24, 2015, 09:37:30 AM »
Marika ignored Sethunya’s comment. Was it really so difficult for everyone to believe she hadn’t intentionally shown up here half dressed on purpose? They all knew what it was like, the disorientation and confusion of a flight, add that to the early hour and having just been woken up and yeah, sorry, she hadn’t realized as she got her bearings that she hadn’t been fully dressed. Apparently every other Weyrling woke up clear headed and chipper and sharp at any mark of the morning. Judgmental assholes. 
 
And really, why was everyone focusing on her when the other Weyrlings, U’thar and Kayden and others were trying to get a sharding game of truth or dare going? Really? Because that was going to go fantastically. It wasn’t like Marika had come in naked and thrown herself at anyone. Not having pants on for a couple minutes was no different than any of the males walking around shirtless. Faranth forbid any of these uptight prudes ever were in the bathing halls when a dragon rose. What were they going to do then? They had to have some modicum of self control otherwise they shouldn’t even have a dragon.

Marika’s lips pursed at Ian’s snapped words. “People get uptight during Flights.” Was all she said in response. She didn’t blame Ianathe in the slightest, she was just as angry at everyone’s reactions to her and Ianathe. She didn’t resist when Ianathe yanked her arm away either. Her gaze shifted over to Nalata and A’srian when Ianathe commented on them.

You two should come back to us in our weyr. We are the only dragons you need, you are the only riders we need. Forget the rest of them. The dragon said in both girls’ minds.

“Let get out of here, Ian, leave them to their judging and their games.” Marika said tiredly, echoing Kelith’s thoughts. They could go back and curl up together and deal with this flight together. They didn’t have to endure the barracks anymore. They wouldn’t have to endure flight lust much longer either. Kelith and Ashineth would be old enough in a few months that they could start rising themselves any time in the next turn.
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In the Radiant Sun - 15.03.2590 x T'lor


Three Cheers to Sweet Isolation - 17.03.2590 x Penderton


Napping on a Wher - 18.03.2590 x Sarinea


Coryza - 20.03.2590 x Vanelwynne


Getting the Ducks Back in a Row - 02.04.2590 x D'zel


The Down Low - 03.04.2590 x Callista


Now It's a Party! - 07.04.2590 x B'lye


Twisted Ankle - 25.04.2590 x Isalia


Dragon's Dance - 08.05.2590 x Bekareni


A Weyrling's First Steps - 10.05.2590 x D'zel


Evening Showers - 11.05.2590 x K'ran


Singing with Flits - 20.05.2590 x Lokin


They Aren't That Heavy - 21.05.2590 x Tiynnalacia


Talking to a Wher - 22.05.2590 x Omenya


You'll Do, Come With Me - 22.05.2590 x Berlya


Lunch With Mum - 30.05.2590 x B'lye


Avoiding Responsibility - 04.06.2590 x Elremmiria


Another Homecoming - 15.06.2590 x K'eir


Come One, Come All - 15.06.2590 x Notkerric


All the Pretties Shine - 19.06.2590 x Laimora


In the Dark of the Night - 35.06.2590 x Tayvelle


Try and Try Again - 01.07.2590 x Saviavi


Training for the Test - 09.07.2590 x Zilanie


Storming Brainstorming - 10.07.2590 x W'lleni