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Post by Flame on Aug 5, 2011 7:03:05 GMT -8
Galifrith and D'rien were at Fort Weyr. Saying hello. Probably for the last time. They were... going else where. Darkened Weyr had been accepted, though not with out caust. D'rien had never liked D'mar, but to force the Weyrwomen to take riders that could only be under Benden's control? That was wrong. It had only lowered the man in D'rien's eyes. A green sat on his shoulder, and he reached up to catch the brown, before he turned and headed for Galifrith, who was currently flirting with one of the Silver females. Gal. Quit it. We have to go. Where's Goldie? the man called. He wasn't tall, but he wasn't short either. The bronze crouched, letting his rider climb up on him.
The gold flit screamed as she popped into the world, near the dark haired man's head. He ducked instinctively, dumping the green and brown flits. "Goldie! Dammit. By the egg!" he snarled as she managed to snag his cheek. He growled as she landed on his shoulder that the green flit had just vacated. She hissed at the brown, as the flit latched onto the saddle next to the green. "I don't even know why i keep you. Come on Gal. Let's get out of here. Before we overstay our welcome." he murmured and the bronze turned, his tail slapping a wall, and he launched into the air, his wings powerfully tossing him high up. Then they went between. The blincked back out over the water. The bronze backwinged in suprise.
Mine... A gold. A gold dragon. What is she doing here outside the weyr? the bronze circled once, a bit worried. Hello Beautiful Queen. I am Galifrith, and mine is D'rien. We have come to join Darkened Weyr... but if i may be forward.... why are you here? It's not... usual to see a queen out away from her Weyr, even if it is ruled by another. he said softly, before, he landed, heavily, but it didn't matter. Minna chittered as she hopped off, with Warf right behind her, moving towards the large queen with curiosity. "Minna! Warf. Leave the queen alone." snapped the rider as he climbed down, some how the gold stayed on his shoulder. She hissed at the bronze, who turned his head and eyed her annoyed. D'rien bowed. "Good Day weyrwoman."
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Post by Flame on Aug 5, 2011 14:23:55 GMT -8
Galifrith nodded his big head showing the scars. Ah... I understand. it's pretty here. Powerful to. The bronze crouched as Goldie lifted off D'rien's shoulder and dived for his head, She landed lightly on it, and hissed at Warf. D'rien gave her a rather nasty look, but didn't do anything. Galifrith snorted, and ignored her.
D'rien chuckled, as he rose, the swords clinking slightly. "She is Right, Weyrwoman. Even if you don't think you are a Lady, you are tecnically. they don't call them Weyrwomen, and Lady." Said D'rien, with a slight smile. He glanced at the queen as she spoke, then at Galifrith, who was currently dealing with a rude gold, and one green and brown chacing each other around his head. D'rien shook his head. "Ah. Actually... I just really found out about Darkened Weyr... I don't... fit in anywhere else. So I was hoping I could join. Well We were. Galifrith doesn't... get along well with the other's from the north. as you can see." he said patting the bronze, who hurfed as if he didn't care.
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Post by Flame on Aug 5, 2011 18:40:35 GMT -8
Galifrith tossed his head, and the gold screamed at him as he did so. He just snorted at her, and let her flit off. She'd come back. She always did. The other two followed her, leaving them alone... at least for now. I agree. I'd do anything for D'rien. he's... special Gal said softly, watching his rider with fond eyes.
"I've heard two stories. I'm from Fort. So i've got the Harper spin on it to. I've heard the Benden tale. Though you don't seem like a man eating monster. And i doubt the Sr. Weyrwoman is one either. The other story... is that D'mar failed. And you two fixed it. Not sure what to believe." He said simply, watching her carefully. She didn't like it that he was from northern. He nodded. "Actually i'm a Rogue... but Galifrith is Fort born. So we kind of call that our base... called. We're tired of moving around. I'll have to talk to them."
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Post by Flame on Aug 9, 2011 6:02:25 GMT -8
Even if she didn't find it funny he did. He found himself chuckling a bit. "I don't exactly believe him. After all you don't seem like your insane. And From what I can tell about Weyrwoman Lokin, she wouldn't hurt someone unless she had good reason to. Harper Hall sings her praises when ever I ask about her." he said with a slight shrug.
He glanced at the Bronze who was now watching the young queen with some interest. Of course he would, even if the bronze had flown other queens, and even then rarely, he enjoyed greens more. or at least professed to do so, this queen was a bid different. more open. Less bratty. He nodded. "We would be delighted for you to Escort us back." the rider said before Galifirth could respond with something male like: "We don't need an escort, though we would escort you willingly." which D'rien didn't think would have gone over well.
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