Raging At Uncertainty (Open to the Brave)

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Rider S'ven and Green Jelmanth

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"Hello?"

[/color] S'ven called out, as Jelmanth set down on the Junior Weyrwoman's private weyr's ledge. Why are we here again, Jel? Because I believe Gold Mizenth's needs some company at the moment, with all this movement with Galeth's . . . And you need to break out of your silent shell! the motherly Green informed him, nudging him forward, as his little green firelizard, Tsarina, came from between and landed on his shoulder. I doubt the Junior Weyrwoman would want to speak of matters of the Weyr with a Greenrider like myself, S'ven stated, reaching up to pat his little green. Sometimes it was a burden to be surrounded by so many Greens.

There was no remark from his Green, only the gentle rumble as she lifted herself to her full height, holding her crooked foot slightly off the ground. "Gold Mizenth . . . Sister? . . . I have brought Mine to speak with Yours, so that she doesn't go out looking for blood, the Green rumbled in a warm tone. It melted his heart to hear his dragon, something that happened just about every time the dragon spoke.

But with things happening with Benden Weyr and D'mar taking over, he knew the soft notes and warm tones of his mothering Green wouldn't be around much longer. He knew that his Jelmanth would join her clutch siblings and elders and juniors to defend Darkened Weyr's honour. And he would be right there with her. He didn't like the idea of Darkened Weyr joining up with Benden. Yes, the Northern Weyr was old and had many good things about it . . . but it had D'mar as its Weyrleader . . . . and nothing good could come of it. Not with him demanding that their Flights be open for the three Golds that were presently at Darkened Weyr.

"Seems I'm here to listen to your troubles, Remi . . . . I hope you don't mind,"[/color] he called out, not really sure on what to say. He was use to speaking more with men than women.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[sanyo]

Rider S'ven and Green Jelmanth

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There was mention of drinking, which was something S'ven enjoyed quiet a bit. It could almost be said that when it came to his drink or his dragon, his dragon always came first, but drink was a close second, high above that of any man. "It all depends on what type of drink you are offering . . . and if it will free our lips a bit more so that neither of us says the wrong thing to anyone's face,"

[/color] he grinned, actually glad that he had come up here. Not for the drink. No, Remi was the Junior Weyrwoman, Wingsecond to the Wing he was apart of. With Jelmanth not one for chewing firestone, that left him flying in the Queens Wing with a flamethrowing. This didn't bother him, but it meant that he enjoyed talking with Remi and even Weyrwoman Lokin from time to time. When she wasn't overly busy with her twin Golds.

As Remi tried to apologize for her Gold dragging him up here, he simply held up his head, expression suddenly very somber. "We all need a little time to vent and it better to vent to another human, rather than to a dragon who will only cause you more rage . . . No offense, beautiful Mizenth. You are a lovely dragon, with a kind heart and a sharp mind . . . but we are human . . . and there are just times that we need to vent to another human,"[/color] he stated, stepping completely into the private weyr and looking around at the shattered pieces of mugs. "And it seems Remi is far beyond that point," he whispered under his breath in a jest.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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Rider S'ven and Green Jelmanth

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S'ven sighed as Remi spoke. She was saying everything that he agreed with . . . so how was he suppose to calm her down when all he wanted to do was throw back a mug of ale and sing a string of curses right along with her. . . . Alright, so maybe his lust for Benden blood wasn't as strong as Remi's nor even close to that of Lokin's and her twins, but he understood that Darkened Weyr had just gotten its independence, why were they bowing to D'mar once more.

No disrespect, my sibling, Jelmanth interjected, allowing her mental voice to flow through all the minds in the room, just as Gold Mizenth had done. When it comes right down to it, it won't be just you and the the Twins keeping those Benden males in check. All of Darkened Weyr would rise in rage if any of those males dare to harm anyone within our walls,

[/color] the Green commented, looking to Hers for confirmation. "Think of the stress D'mar put us through when he was here. When he went to Rise after Athenath when she didn't her maiden Flight, I hate to say it, but Dianeth and Garnath should have torn him from the skies," the Greenrider stated.

Leaning over the table, S'ven took the pitched and poured the contents into each mug equally, before scooting one to Remi. "Sit,"[/color] he stated, not liking how stressed the Junior Weyrwoman had become. They shouldn't be having to go through the problems of D'mar again . . . not with only two Turns between the last pain he caused.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]