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Look At You, All Riled Up [Thoia]; Autumn 1265 - Evening
Topic Started: Dec 28 2015, 04:27 PM (262 Views)
TheCheeseWhiz
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Mine, could you get my heel? Emmeth stretched his right hind leg out across the floor, his toes twitching due to the itch. Luca set down the wineskin and stooped to pick up the oily rag that she'd left by the pot.

I was trying to take a break, you big brute, she teased, rubbing his itchy heel in circular motions. Emmeth sighed, lowering his head back to the floor. His tail tips waved back and forth, slowly. Gale watched the movement from his place on the dragon's couch, his head following each wave, as if he were hypnotized. Stupid flit.

She really should have expected the swat. It still hurt. Yelping, Luca hopped sideways, smacking Emmeth's tail aside. "Why?" she complained, giving her blue a mock glare. Emmeth chortled, regarding her with a lazy sort of fondness.

Don't be mean to Gale. And, he added as an afterthought, If you took a break every time you wanted a drink, you'd be passed out on the floor. I am keeping you sober. It had been a bit of a rough evening, after N'ik's oh-so-considerate reminder that it was the anniversary of Marvel's death. Not that Luca would ever admit to any sort of grief for the vain, pretentious green. Not at all. The unusual heat and drills had worked up a thirst, that was all. She had wine every night.

Rude! Accusing me of overdrinking? Grinning, Luca swatted him with the rag. Emmeth didn't even react. Grumbling, Luca flicked one of his toes as she passed by to drop the rag next to the oil pot. You're the biggest annoyance I've ever met. She wiped her hands on the discarded shirt that lay near Emmeth's couch. Thankfully, this hadn't been a full oiling. Just tending to some itchy patches that had sprung up after Emmeth's afternoon cleaning. Gale trilled, projecting the impression that he was waiting for his turn to be pampered.

"You thought, little brat," Luca snickered, plopping down next to Emmeth. She took a good long sip of wine, grinning at the agitated bronze. "I oiled you earlier. Don't act like I didn't." Her bare torso was riddled with faint red lines, remnants of the struggle that she had endured. "I'm not taking care of you again. You'll only scratch me." Can't we get rid of him?

Of course not! Gale is family. Emmeth was horrified by the very suggestion. Crooning to the little bronze, he lightly stroked down his spine with the tip of his tail.


Wherpairs:
Malaika & Mask || Grevor & Grevosk || Ara & Arask || Skeiron & Skeisk

Dragonpairs:
K'lien & Lyeloroth || T'lia & Riftith || A'lem & Axelath || G'ist & Kormoranth || Iradin & Leoth || Ashwyn & Taryth || Danera & Vaesth || Luca & Emmeth || N'ik & Ferrivoth || T'vel & Eazarth || Evesa & Seriath || K'ai & Rynith || Toray & Itnalath || Ismene & Istoth

Unbonded:
Deklan || Eana || Malakin || Tiberis || Vosamlye
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Mercury
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Thoia was usually one who could remain calm. It was probably part of why Thalia thought her boring, perhaps even why Ashwyn insisted that she was just pitying her, And why she was able to help new and younger Candidates.

But there were times that too much was too much. That she wondered why she didn't give up on Ashwyn after all, and with the young woman attacking both Thals and Luca...

Her own words had been cutting, but she had remained relatively calm. Relatively. There had been no tears, no raised voice, but she had also made it clear she was not going to put up with the other woman's shaffit, at least not today.

There were no plans for her to stay the night with Luca--or the other way around, though Thoia wanted out of the barracks for the evening. But she was sure their presence would not be unwelcomed. So she gathered a change of clothes and what little she'd need that was not already at the Blue Rider's and accepted Hope's comfort and headed to the Blue-pair's weyr.

When she reached the door, she calmed down. She was pretty sure Luca would not mind her a mess, but she'd rather be pulling herself together. Only then did she knock, Hope on her shoulder, her small bag in her hand.

Ruby Weyrling Kamene and Blue Serth
Journeywoman Harper Kimdra
Shale Rider Jeyna and Blue Ragoth
Flint Rider Marcha and Graphite Freevith
Granite Rider Z'lik and Green Lerath
Shale Rider K'leigh and Green Ipprimith
(Southern) Hurricane Rider Michiru and Blue Ytath
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TheCheeseWhiz
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Was that a knock? Luca didn't move from where she was reclined against Emmeth's warm side. She was far too comfortable.

It is Ours. Emmeth lifted his head, nose pointed at the door of their weyr. His nostrils flared, and some yellow specks began to form in his faceted eyes. I believe that she is not entirely well.

That made Luca crack an eye open. She frowned up at her lifemate, reluctantly stoppering the wineskin. How do you...oh, right. Searchdragon extraordinaire. The half-sarcastic comment was full of underlying pride and affection. Her Emmeth was the best of the best, the most empathetic blue in the world. Of course he would have picked up on Thoia's emotions, whatever they were. Do you want to take care of Gale? The bronze was already on his feet, bristling and curling his lip at the door. Why he disliked Hope so much, neither Luca nor Emmeth could guess. But it was annoying as all shaffit.

Of course, Mine. Gale, to me. The authority behind his command could not be ignored by the firelizard, who hissed and sulkily fluttered up to perch between the dragon's headknobs. There, he curled up, back to the room, pouting in full force.

Prick. Standing, Luca blinked a bit before going to answer the door. She was not drunk. Not even that tipsy. Completely capable of conversation. The room just wobbled a bit when she first stood. Perfectly normal. Opening the door, she grinned crookedly at her lover, noticing the bag in her hand. "Impromptu sleepover, doll? Come on in." With a grand sweep of her arm, she stepped aside, closing the door once Thoia was inside.

Forgive Ours, Hope's. Apparently, the heat wave "worked up a thirst." Now, tell us. What happened? Emmeth crooned at Thoia, lowering his head. He'd taken up his fatherly tone of voice, and was patiently waiting for her to vent to him and his bonded.


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Malaika & Mask || Grevor & Grevosk || Ara & Arask || Skeiron & Skeisk

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K'lien & Lyeloroth || T'lia & Riftith || A'lem & Axelath || G'ist & Kormoranth || Iradin & Leoth || Ashwyn & Taryth || Danera & Vaesth || Luca & Emmeth || N'ik & Ferrivoth || T'vel & Eazarth || Evesa & Seriath || K'ai & Rynith || Toray & Itnalath || Ismene & Istoth

Unbonded:
Deklan || Eana || Malakin || Tiberis || Vosamlye
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Mercury
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Thoia did not mind the wait. It was not even that long, and she figured it could all be contributed to Gale if nothing else. She had no idea why he hated her sweet little Hope. Unless it was because she was not appropriately submissive to his bronzeness, which if that was the case, given Luca and Emmeth...well, poor boy but no pity.

"I hope you don't mind, but yes, please." She kissed Luca's cheek as she walked in, noticing that she was a bit less than sober, but not commenting on it. Though at Emmeth's comment on it, she did frown a bit--even as she still blushed at Emmeth speaking to her and the way he included her by calling Luca "ours" to her. Maybe she did need to start paying attention to Luca's drinking...

At the rest of it, and Emmeth's sweet tone, she sighed and sat her bag down. "It's probably stupid. No, it is stupid. Ash...Ashwyn....there was a second, a moment, so brief, I thought maybe she was getting over herself. Remembering that we used to be friends and that we still would be if she...I don't know why she treats me the way she does or what I did to make her think I deserve it, but there was a moment of hope..." Hope chirpped hearing her name, and Thoia chuckled a bit, petting the Green. "and I let my guard down, only to have her attack both....attack people I care about."

She shook her head. "I should have known better. I should have. I just...shards it...I want my friend back and this...monster she pretends to be or is or...I don't even know...gone."

Ruby Weyrling Kamene and Blue Serth
Journeywoman Harper Kimdra
Shale Rider Jeyna and Blue Ragoth
Flint Rider Marcha and Graphite Freevith
Granite Rider Z'lik and Green Lerath
Shale Rider K'leigh and Green Ipprimith
(Southern) Hurricane Rider Michiru and Blue Ytath
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TheCheeseWhiz
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"Mind?" Luca spoke the word as if it were something foul and impolite. "Of course we don't mind, doll! Don't be ridiculous." She closed her eyes and hummed happily when Thoia kissed her cheek, turning her head to kiss her properly. Only...she'd moved too slowly, and she wound up kissing nothing but air. Huffing and glaring at Emmeth when he chuckled, Luca closed the door and ambled after Thoia.

When her little candidate spoke, the words were enough to sober Luca up. For the moment, at least. She cocked her head at the same time that Emmeth did, the two of them staring at Thoia with equally solemn (though slightly confused, in Luca's case) expressions. Emmeth broke the silence that followed Thoia's short rant, choosing his words very carefully. Ashwyn...that is the... He had to scour his bonded's mind before going on, giving Luca ample time to "help."

"She's the Bitran who's full of herself," she supplied, moving behind Thoia and wrapping her arms around her. She nuzzled into her neck, inhaling her scent and exhaling a breath that smelled too much like wine.

Ours! Do not talk of others so rudely, Emmeth chastised gently, resting his head between his paws. He blinked at Thoia, his eyes a steady, calming blue-green. I am sorry that your friend is so cruel, Hope's.

"She's not her friend, Em," Luca corrected, squeezing Thoia round the middle. "She's a stupid prick who takes her misery out on everyone else. What'd she say, doll? Want me to go talk to her?" And maybe slap her around a bit?

You are not going to "slap her around a bit." Emmeth sighed wearily.


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Malaika & Mask || Grevor & Grevosk || Ara & Arask || Skeiron & Skeisk

Dragonpairs:
K'lien & Lyeloroth || T'lia & Riftith || A'lem & Axelath || G'ist & Kormoranth || Iradin & Leoth || Ashwyn & Taryth || Danera & Vaesth || Luca & Emmeth || N'ik & Ferrivoth || T'vel & Eazarth || Evesa & Seriath || K'ai & Rynith || Toray & Itnalath || Ismene & Istoth

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Deklan || Eana || Malakin || Tiberis || Vosamlye
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Thoia leaned into Luca, more than glad to accept the comfort, even if she did wrinkle her nose a bit at the smell. Hope glanced over at Emmeth, wanting to go visit the Blue, but knowing that the bronze annoyance on his head might cause more problems if she did. A chirped sigh and she stayed put, not really minding being with Thoia and Luca.

"She's...she used to be a good person. I mean, she was always a bit vain and ambitious, but not really cruel or even mean. But after her accident..." Thoia shook her head. "It's like she became a completely different person. I don't know if she thought people would make fun of her because of the scars or what, but she pushed most everyone away and just became...mean and bitter."

Thoia shook her head and turned in Luca's arms to face her. "It doesn't matter what she said. She was wrong, and I made certain she understood she'd gone to far..." At Emmeth' words, she glared slightly at her lover, "You are not going to smack her around. That won't help anything."

Ruby Weyrling Kamene and Blue Serth
Journeywoman Harper Kimdra
Shale Rider Jeyna and Blue Ragoth
Flint Rider Marcha and Graphite Freevith
Granite Rider Z'lik and Green Lerath
Shale Rider K'leigh and Green Ipprimith
(Southern) Hurricane Rider Michiru and Blue Ytath
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TheCheeseWhiz
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Come here, little one, Emmeth invited, noticing Hope's glance. Gale sat up, hissing, but Emmeth was quick to chastise him. Gale. Hope is family, and I am as fond of her as I am of you. No firelizard could ignore the will of a dragon. Gale snarled and curled tightly around one of the blue's headknobs and closing his red eyes. Emmeth chortled, reassuring him with waves of love, at the same time reaching out to Hope once more. Come, little cousin.

Luca smirked, chuckling under her breath. "Fecking Gale. You tell 'im, Emmy!" Maybe her voice was a tad louder than the situation warranted. Or maybe it wasn't. She didn't notice either way. Her content grin disappeared when Thoia glared at her. It was replaced by something that could only be called deep sadness. "But doll. She's mean. Nobody's mean to my woman! And if they are, it's my job to wipe their faces in the mud!"

Ours. Calm yourself. Why must your first response be violence? Emmeth's voice rumbled, hidden amusement surfacing as he fondly regarded his little fool. I don't want to hear another word of smacking someone. Understood?

Luca stuck her tongue out at him, dropping her chin onto Thoia's shoulder with a huff. "Yes, Father."

Very good. Now, sweet Ours. Goodness in someone never goes away for good. What you say...makes sense, in the strange way that many human things make sense in human manners. Your friend is protecting herself. He nodded, confident in his own words.


Wherpairs:
Malaika & Mask || Grevor & Grevosk || Ara & Arask || Skeiron & Skeisk

Dragonpairs:
K'lien & Lyeloroth || T'lia & Riftith || A'lem & Axelath || G'ist & Kormoranth || Iradin & Leoth || Ashwyn & Taryth || Danera & Vaesth || Luca & Emmeth || N'ik & Ferrivoth || T'vel & Eazarth || Evesa & Seriath || K'ai & Rynith || Toray & Itnalath || Ismene & Istoth

Unbonded:
Deklan || Eana || Malakin || Tiberis || Vosamlye
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