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Post by Flame on Jul 19, 2011 14:11:44 GMT -8
It was one of those days. Warm, to warm. And with no wind, so it only got warmer. Tia was outside, her pets were in the weyr. What was Tia doing here? She didn't know. Her twin was inside, but he'd grown distant. He had friends now. And she didn't. She was odd, different, the girl who acted like a boy. At least that's what she was called. Sure the Junior Weyrwoman was a fisher's daughter, but that didn't mean she acted like Tia.
Violent, they said. She didn't mean to be. Darian would be very unhappy with her. She knew that. She closed her eyes as she moved through the feilds of brown. Things were starting to grow, but not much. It was mid spring after all. She just kept walking till she found a rock. She sat down on it, lightly, her dark brown hair falling over her face, hiding it from view.
She was in a new place, with out any help. She felt... alone. She'd been here for a year. A whole year, and STILL she hadn't fit in. She seriously thought that she'd stick around for one more hatching then she'd leave. Maybe a cotholder was all she was good for. She staired at the grown below the rock, glaring at it. "Stupid Tia. Ty will fit in easily here. He's not boy like, or stupid. He enjoys talking with everyone. You should just leave now. It'll make things easier." she was quoting one of the many candidates. One of the more... popular girls. Though Tia was taller than her, it still hurt. She at ninteen was still being bullied. Not something the cotholder was used to. As a daughter of a former dragonrider and cotholder she was used to being on top, even if she was the middle child.
Her dark eyes continued to watch the earth, almost afraid to make another sound. She just sat there stairing at the dirt. Hands playing with a silver knife, flipping it around, though quietly.
occ/// Didn't mean for her to be sad. Apparently she is tho. Hm. Have fun for whom ever wants to come speak with her. |
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Post by jaenelle on Jul 20, 2011 6:24:14 GMT -8
A handsome man, flanked but moving statues, made his way through the fields, bending every once in a while to pluck up something and place it in a basket. A blur of silver and grey-blue flitted about him, the joyes squeeks and creels a delight on the ear. Here was Daemon, surrounded with his scaley friends, looking for herbs to dry for the winter.
The red statue ambled off into some high grass after a cheep to the green. With a nod and a pat from the man, she walked forwards, towards the girl who sat, obsucered by the brown grasses. The jade colored greens, stepped through some of the tall grass and let out a startled cheep as she almost bumped into the girl. The dragonet could not see who it was through her hair, so the green angled her muzzle to look under it.Are you alright?The green asked the girl, her eyes orange tinged green. The green was the motherly type, uncommon for a green, and got worried at anything feeling sad or sick. She flicked a thought at her Master.Mine. Found sad girl.
Daemon blinked a bit as Jade contacted him. It was a nice spring day, so it was not unreasonable for people to be out. He was out gathering the springs first herbs, so he had a reason to be out so far.I'm coming, Jade. He called his lizard to him and followed his green into the brush. He saw the green standing by a girl who sat on a rock. The silver on his shoulder cocked her head and the blue-grey cheeped once. He went and knelt next to her, his handsome silver eyes looked quite concerned. "Miss? Are you alright? Jade said that you arn't feeling well." The green gave a nodd and brushed a wing against the red that had come up beside her. As the green and red stilled, they turned back into dragonet shaped statues, their hides matching the color and texture of the stones they were named after. [/size] |
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Post by Flame on Jul 20, 2011 8:01:08 GMT -8
The voice made her look up, glaring. "Get lost dragonet." she hissed, standing up. Then there was the boy. "Go away. your dragonet has no idea what it's talking about." she hissed, thankful that she hadn't been crying. She climbed up over the rock and down the other side, before heading farther off into the feilds. Not that there was much here. All 'dead' though it was resently plowed, and seeded. Soon things would be growing here. Though there was green grass around the edges.
Her long legs carried her quickly as she reached for her Sparti. The silver queen had long ago become her sole support. Oh she pretneded Ty was good enough, but he wasn't. She could see that he was a rider. That he would fit in there. Weather he got blue, green, red, silver, bronze, black, or any other color, he would fit in. She? not so much. She bet she was destined for a stupid green, or nothing. Something about being here wasn't right. The silver firelizard popped from between above her head, twittered, and landed on her shoulder. The chittering was a comfort for the tall woman. She caught site of a tree, and with adept hands and feet climbed up into it, her hands searching for handholds here and there. Finally she was at the top. If the dragonets and firelizards followed, well so be it. She'd climb back down. The human? He wouldn't be able to follow. She'd chosen the weakest part of the tree to sit in.
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Post by jaenelle on Jul 20, 2011 9:11:22 GMT -8
Shira called to the other silver queen as she appeared above the girls head. She chittered angerly, telling the other queen that hers had yelled at poor Jade. Daemon was taken aback by her curt anger at poor Jade. Jade backed off her eye rolling a yellow of hurt. Jasper hissed in anger and lunged, but Dae's sharp command haulted him mid leap.His eyes blazed with anger...no one hurt his poor Jade.
Dae stalked after her, his dragonets staying behind, Jasper comforting the hurt Jade. Daemon's voice was razor-edged, all former kindness gone. "Who do you think you are? She honestly wanted to help you...but it seams you don't deserve it." His blue-grey lizard was hissing angerly, tail lashing back and forth, waiting for the ok to spring. [/size] |
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Post by Flame on Jul 20, 2011 9:32:36 GMT -8
The tall woman turned at the hiss of the firelizard. A second firelizard betweened in next to her. The blue hissed, as Sparti lifted off from her shoulder, also hissing. She wasn't afraid of the little gray blue. And her blue just watched. Though he fell into her right side, watching.
The woman wasn't afraid. "Then maybe she shouldn't assume. How does she know I'm not well? Hm? She's a green. They have no maternal instinct." she turned away in discust. "Now go away. Sparti, watch him." she dropped from the tree with a light movement, though she ended up crouching to much and falling on her butt. She was up quickly, and moving away. Her steps were quick as she raised her hand. The blue pulled off from his queen and went for her arm, then up it onto her shoulder.
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