Maenth's Fourth Flight: R'tar's Fall

[A bit of explanation for those of you playing at home: Courtesy of Allis.
Maenth's flight begins on a bit of an awkward note. For four days
prefacing her rise, Taloth - bronze of Allis' nephew R'tar, weyrmate to Tilani,
gold Merinth's rider (Allis' best friend, ahhh the tangled webs we weave) - has
been showing intense interest. The dragon's lust has become present in
Allis and R'tar as well, causing them both to act in manners that betray
their usual composure and familial respect for one another. Tilani,
unfortunately, has been called away on business to Starcraft hall for
this period of time, leaving the situation to intensify without
boundary. Its apex comes a day before Maenth's rise, with Taloth and
Maenth on his ledge twining and R'tar and Allis in the Igen Weyr Living
Cavern at each other's throats. Taloth, in characteristic bronze
arrogance, goads Maenth to a point where the green lashes back. A deul,
of sorts, ensues. And where are Allis and R'tar? Why, talking on the
beach, of course. Trying to be very controlled and adult as the situation
escalates around them. At last, things in the weyr become too intense
and Allis calls her dragon to the lake, with Taloth in hot pursuit. It
is Taloth's contention that he's won Maenth and it is with this victory
that he returns home, leaving Allis and R'tar speechless.
With no one to turn to, R'tar puts himself through a grueling day
of drills, trying to exhaust his mind and body. This done, he finds his
thoughts again returning to his Aunt and her dragon. Solace, where can
he find it? Tilani is gone, Allis is no outlet. Uncle B'tar. So he
goes. Another duel ensues. This time between Kanth (Allis' weyrmate
B'tar's blue dragon - mate of Maenth) and the boasting bronze. Kanth,
in his hurt and confusion at the barrage of pictures Taloth projects to
him (he and Maenth in mating flight, joined. R'tar and Allis, joined)
calls across Pern to his mate who gladly leaves her teasing of Taloth
to join with Kanth.
This is where we are now, folks. It is the next
day. Taloth and R'tar have stayed at B'tar's weyr, Ista. B'tar and
Kanth have come to Allis and Maenth and are sleeping in the weyr
above. Maenth's rise is now eminent and Allis has come to the Living
Cavern, reveling in pre-flight bliss. Rider's gather. (Logged by
R'tar)]

IgenW-LC> T'vor blinks, twice, owlike.
IgenW-LC> Cado walks over to T'vor, concerned. He places a hand on his
shoulder. "What's wrong?"
IgenW-LC> Allis smiles up at T'vor. "Hello, Wingmate. Salute me again." she
says.
IgenW-LC> Lexan comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> T'vor salutes, quickly, smartly.
IgenW-LC> T'vor looks over at Cado, "Um, Penath is, well getting aroused."
IgenW-LC> Lexan nods and waves politely.
IgenW-LC> Allis chuckles. "Very good." Her eyes swing to the new male entering
the caverns. She smiles.
IgenW-LC> Cado backs up a bit. "Oh...um...I see..." He turns to Allis, a bit
concerned. "Um...are we about to have a flight?"
IgenW-LC> Katlyn comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Lecil comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Allis smiles at Lecil and Katlyn. Especially at Katlyn. "Well,
hello." She nods to Cado, grinning.
IgenW-LC> Tierigal comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Lexan walks over to Cado. "Hey Cado...I think I found
something...but if you're busy I can come back..."
IgenW-LC> Tierigal waves. "Hello, everyone."
IgenW-LC> Cado smiles and waves.
IgenW-LC> Lecil waves to everyone. "Hi, all."
IgenW-LC> Aisha ambles out from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn grins at Allis, "Hi there, feeling ok tonight?
IgenW-LC> Lecil sits down at the table by the hearth.
IgenW-LC> Aisha smiles, "Hi folks."
IgenW-LC> Aisha peers curiously at Lexan.
IgenW-LC> Cado notices Lexan and turns. "Oh...I'm sorry...no, I'll just be a
minute." He turns back to the crowd. "Everyone...I'd like you to meet my
brother, Lexan."
IgenW-LC> Aisha smiles at Lexan. "Welcome to Igen Weyr."
IgenW-LC> Allis nods her head slowly. "I am feeling fantastic." She turns.
"Hello, Headwoman." and then to Tierigal. "Tierigal."
IgenW-LC> Lecil sits back, proping her feet up on on a bench.
IgenW-LC> Lexan smiles and waves.
IgenW-LC> Lexan nods to Aisha, and smiles. "Thank you."
IgenW-LC> Tierigal grabs Katlyn and pulls her towards a small table, smiling
at everyone.
Dragon> Igen dragons sense that Taloth rumbles.
IgenW-LC> Tierigal sits down at the small, dark table.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn giggles and plops down with Tier
IgenW-LC> Katlyn sits down at the small, dark table.
IgenW-LC> Aisha walks over to Cado.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn looks at Allis, and smiles.
IgenW-LC> Allis drums her fingers against the side-board's edge, watching
everyone.
IgenW-LC> Aisha glances at Allis warily.
IgenW-LC> Lexan turns to Cado. "Um...that's ok...I'm just going to peruse the
records a bit more. I'll be back later."
IgenW-LC> T'vor walks over, and sits by his wingleader.
IgenW-LC> Cado nods to Lexan. "I'll be along shortly."
Myca> Maenth croons to Chiroth and Penath, twining with them and moving
against them. She begins to glow.
IgenW-LC> Lexan strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
IgenW-LC> Aisha gives Cado a questioning look.
Myca> Chiroth warbles, gazing at the marvelous sheen of Maenth
Myca> Penath rumblecroons, the sound deep, bassy, powerful and virile.
IgenW-LC> Allis turns her head to smile at T'vor, sipping at her wine. "Wine?"
she asks him.
IgenW-LC> T'vor nods, "I think so."
IgenW-LC> Cado looks over to Aisha and sighs. "We're trying to find
something...*anything*...in the records. So far we haven't been able to
find anything. But for the time being, I have no reason not to believe
him..."
IgenW-LC> Aisha nods. "It's so odd it's not in the records."
IgenW-LC> Allis leans to pour, handing it to him with a brush of her fingers.
"There you go. Drink up now."
IgenW-LC> T'vor smiles, confident and sure, as he accepts the glass, "Aye,
wingleader." He salutes her with his glass and takes a long drink.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn watches Allis curiously as she talks with Tier.
IgenW-LC> Cado shrugs. "I don't know...I just don't know...either it never
happened, or someone did a really good cover-up with all the records..."
IgenW-LC> Katlyn twines her hands with Tier's and whispers things, making him
blush.
IgenW-LC> Tierigal hugs Katlyn lightly, grinning at something she says.
IgenW-LC> Aisha hrms. "But why would anyone want to cover it up?"
IgenW-LC> Allis watches T'vor. "It's Allis tonight. Salute me please."
IgenW-LC> Cado shakes his head. "I don't know...but I can't think of anything
else...records just don't disappear like that..."
IgenW-LC> Cado peers at Allis for a moment.
IgenW-LC> T'vor smiles warmly, and with a low, husky voice being born aloft by
young potence, "Allis." He salutes crisply with a wink.
IgenW-LC> Allis chuckles. "Good boy."
IgenW-LC> T'vor smiles, "Of course."
IgenW-LC> Katlyn winks at Tier, and licks her lips as she speaks with him.
IgenW-LC> Aisha glances at T'vor and Allis.
IgenW-LC> Cado looks over at T'vor. He stares for a bit. His brow furrows.
IgenW-LC> T'vor emits tension, of what kind I think you already know.
IgenW-LC> Aisha turns back to Cado. "There's definitely a story behind it. It
has that feel to it."
IgenW-LC> Tierigal blushes, looking away, and smiles at everyone in the
caverns.
IgenW-LC> T'vor is oblivious, as his mind is slowly filled by Penath's lust.
IgenW-LC> T'vor blinks, remembering something taught. He regains control.
IgenW-LC> Cado turns back to Aisha and nods. "I just *wish* I could find out
what it is...it's driving me crazy. And my lack of memory isn't helping...I
mean, I could swear I know him...but I can't remember."
IgenW-LC> Allis continues her ceaseless drumming of fingers on the side-board.
IgenW-LC> Lecil lazily reads some records, sipping a glass of wine slowly.
Myca> Chiroth croons, his tail begins to flick fervently back and forth
Myca> Maenth rolls to the side just a bit, yawning. She flicks her tail over
Chiroth's flank.
IgenW-LC> Aisha touches Cado gently on the shoulder. "Just give yourself some
time. It'll come back to you."
IgenW-LC> Cado nods to Aisha and smiles. "I know...I hope so, at least...I'd
really *like* to be able to remember my brother..."
Myca> Chiroth trills seductively, getting nearer to the glimmering green.
IgenW-LC> Allis pushes away from the sideboard. Skirt swishing around her
ankles she walks across the cavern. Beginning to pace slowly. Happily.
IgenW-LC> T'vor stands, watching, waiting.
IgenW-LC> Lecil looks up from her records, glancing towards the bowl. Then she
glances towards Allis. Then she grins a little. "Did someone warn B'tar?"
IgenW-LC> Katlyn looks at Allis, surprised, then out towards the bowl.
IgenW-LC> Allis paces back to the sideboard, brushing T'vor. She tilts her
head back at lecil. "I did. Last night. Loudly." She grins at this.
IgenW-LC> Wulford comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Lecil chuckles.
Taloth> Maenth senses that Taloth's mind reaches out to hers. No tenativness
here. No shyness. Suddenly there. Enveloping. Draping himself around her.
IgenW-LC> Tierigal blinks, watching Allis.
IgenW-LC> T'vor watches Allis, intently.
IgenW-LC> Allis joins Lecil, chuckling.
Dragon> Taloth senses that Maenth pulls away, teases. Pulls away again.
Flucuating rhythm.
Myca> Maenth lifts her head and snorts.
Taloth> Maenth senses that Taloth's voice erodes the shores of her mind,
rollers crashing against the rocks. The sound carrying in the hiss of the
spray, << Maenth! >>
IgenW-LC> Cado turns back to T'vor and Allis and watches for a moment, his
eyebrow raised. Finally, he clears his throat. "Um...T'vor...is there any
chance I could get you to take me to High Reaches Weyr? It seems Corran
caught a Green over there, and I'm going to have to be present for the
hatch..."
IgenW-LC> T'vor leans into Allis' brush
Myca> Chiroth croons, and dares to gently slide his tale agaisnt Maenth.
Myca> Penath warbles smugly at Maenth.
IgenW-LC> T'vor looks at Cado, "Not a chance."
IgenW-LC> T'vor almost growled that out.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn stands up and walks close to Allis, looking back at Tier...
IgenW-LC> Katlyn stands and leaves the small, dark table.
Taloth> Maenth senses that Taloth returns, backs away with the tide, returns.
A call, an entreaty in the crash and spray of the surf, << Maenth! >>
Again, further away, << Maenth. >> Closer, << Maenth! >>
IgenW-LC> Tierigal stands and leaves the small, dark table.
Myca> Kanth lands carefully.
Myca> Nerilth curls up in a patch of sun, neatly out of the way.
IgenW-LC> Tierigal frowns. "Katlyn? You ok?"
Dragon> Taloth senses that Maenth's voice is searing. << Get out of my head. >>
Myca> Penath warbles at the intruder.
Myca> From astride Kanth, B'tar unstraps himself.
Myca> From atop Kanth, B'tar turns. Slides down.
Myca> B'tar springs lightly from Kanth's neck to the ground.
Myca> Chiroth snarls slightly at Kanth, and attempts to move closer to Maenth
Myca> Maenth lifts her head, crooooning to Kanth. Her attention is stolen from
the sky by the blue.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn loooks at allis, then frowns suddenly.
IgenW-LC> Cado tilts his head at the tone. "Oh...I see...Alright, then..." He
picks up a couple of hides and tucks them into his tunic.. He turns to
Aisha and shakes his head. "I'll be in the records room if you need me." He
glances over at the riders, then back to Aisha. "Let me know."
Taloth> Maenth senses that Taloth does not retreat, or if he does, it is only
to return with the mind's tide, << It is where you want me. >> An image of
the dream-flight. << You want this. >>
Myca> Maenth again turns her head to the ledges, growling. Her hide pulses
green.
Myca> B'tar tilts his head, and squints at the green. A caress to his dragon's
side, and he turns to the Living Cavern.
Myca> B'tar heads through the main entrance, into the Weyr's Living Cavern.
IgenW-LC> B'tar comes in from the Bowl.
Dragon> Taloth senses that Maenth retreats from the touch. enraged. << No! >>
Taloth> I bespoke Maenth with << Yes! >>
Myca> Chiroth warbles, trying to get the greens attention.
IgenW-LC> B'tar arrives, stoic. He looks around the Cavern.
IgenW-LC> Allis stops her pacing as her eyes settle on B'tar. "Hello, lover."
IgenW-LC> Katlyn frowns unknowingly at B'tar, as she backs up slightly into
Tierigal
IgenW-LC> T'vor looks like he's barely keeping control of the raging hormones.
IgenW-LC> Tierigal wraps his arms around his weyrmate. "Katlyn?"
IgenW-LC> Aisha smiles. "Hi B'tar."
IgenW-LC> Lecil waves to B'tar.
IgenW-LC> Cado waves to everyone and heads out
Myca> Kanth rumbles, quiet. His eyes are all for the green, whirling.
IgenW-LC> Cado strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn turns to Tier, her eyes full of lust, and she blinks,
attempting to clear her head.
IgenW-LC> B'tar nods a greeting. "Aisha. Lecil." Teeth show in his beard.
"Love."
IgenW-LC> Allis watches B'tar for a moment and then crosses to him, embracing
the man.
IgenW-LC> Tierigal blinks at Katlyn. "Love...we're in public..."
IgenW-LC> B'tar places his arm around the green's rider. Tentative. Quiet. He
gives away nothing. "Soon."
IgenW-LC> Katlyn looks at Allis, a fierce look mixed with lust in her eyes.
IgenW-LC> Tierigal blinks quietly. "Oh." He hesitates, then stands away from
Katlyn.
IgenW-LC> Allis smiles and nods against his chest, fairly purring. "Soon."
IgenW-LC> T'vor manages to keep a vestige of control as he drinks the rest of
his glass of wine.
Dragon> Maenth bespoke Taloth with << Get /out/ of my head, Taloth. >>
Taloth> I bespoke Maenth with << You want me there. >>
Taloth> I bespoke Maenth with << I feel it. >>
Taloth> I bespoke Maenth with << You want me there. >>
Dragon> Maenth bespoke Taloth with << I don't want you. >>
IgenW-LC> Still able to think Katlyn turns and clutches at Tierigal, her
eyes wide, as she whispers to him.
Taloth> Maenth senses that Taloth's mind becomes a crushing surge, urgent.
Flight. Fight. Duel. Climax. A clatter of a chair. The tear of a blouse.
The twine of tails. Slow, insistant, << You. Want. This. >>
IgenW-LC> Tierigal nods quietly. "I know, love. Go."
IgenW-LC> B'tar nods, concise. No further word issues from his mouth.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn shakes her head at Tier, and echos, "Soon...not yet..."
IgenW-LC> Tierigal nods to Katlyn. "I'll be there."
IgenW-LC> Aisha edges a little away from the riders.
IgenW-LC> Allis looks upwards, towards the ceiling. Growling. Her grasp on
B'tar becomes tight. "That boy." she spits.
Dragon> Taloth senses that Maenth 's composure begins to slide. Her images are
images of violence. << You can't have me. >>
IgenW-LC> T'vor suddenly seems to notice Aisha as she moves, he flashes her a
grin.
Myca> Maenth again howls upwards. To the ledges. Her tail begins to switch
back and forth.
IgenW-LC> Aisha smiles back faintly at T'vor and moves over to the wine
barrels.
Myca> Penath subtley tenses, muscles coiled, tense, ready to spring.
>> Taloth emerges from Between with a blast of cold air!
Myca> Kanth watches, eyes awhirl. A low rumble. Even a growl, perhaps.
Myca> Maenth growls at the ground, rising to her feet. She remains motionless
for the time.
IgenW-LC> B'tar nods. "Of no consequence. Think not of it."
Dragon> Igen dragons sense that Taloth emerges from between, startling. He
dives heedless for the entrance to the caverns. Towards the knot of dragons.
>>Taloth courses in, wings flared wide, and drops before Maenth. Talons
scrape through the sand, scars. R'tar leaps from his neck. The Dragon
calls.
>> Chiroth grows taunt, sinking lower to the ground, in leaping stance, his
tail flicking backa nd forth.
>> Chiroth snarls at Taloth
Maenth backs away from Taloth, hissing.
IgenW-LC> Allis nods, stiffly.
IgenW-LC> Allis pulls away from B'tar to retrieve her abandoned wine glass.
>> R'tar unstraps from Taloth's neck, leaping down and heading into the
living cavern.
Katlyn watches Allis, her eyes filled with so many emotions...her fingers curl
up.
T'vor echoes his dragon, quiet, intense.
Taloth> Kanth turns his head to look at the new entry, quiet. He watches. Just
watches.
Allis turns, freezing as R'tar enters.
R'tar moves in, swift, stripping his jacket from his back. His form is a
curious shadow of his Uncle, but this shadow gleems brightly. Eyes glowing.
His shirt is drenched with sweat, "Dreams, Allis. Dreams." -- "Take it!"
The final words hiss from his mouth.
Allis drops her glass and wine splatters everywhere.
B'tar turns to R'tar, then back to Allis, catching her eyes. "No Consequence.
Thought elsewhere."
Lecil looks up from her records, blinking at the tone in R'tar's voice.
Taloth> Taloth flares up on his haunches, full presence, emense. Wings wide.
Katlyn blinks at R'tar, rage filling her but she holds herself tense, and
quiet.
Taloth> With a savage outcry, Maenth pitches herself into the air. One leap.
One more deafening bellow. She stalls above the dragons, her body twisting
in rage. Her jaw unhinges, flashing the blinding white razors inside.
R'tar's world tightens on Allis, just her. His Uncle goes unnoticed, his
fellow weyrlings, none. Just her. Slowly his lips curl into a leering
snarl. A repetition, "Take it."
Aisha blinks at R'tar.
Taloth> Penath spreads his wings /immensely/, compact muscles tense and
ripple, he leaps up and after Maenth.
T'vor sways slightly as his dragon powers up to the sky.
Lecil sighs, pulling her feet of the bench and standing. "Here we go again,"
she says, heading to the wine stores.
Taloth> Chiroth flings himself into the air, flaring in a brown streak after
Maenth. His tail flicks even in the air, twisting about.
Allis goes rigid.
Taloth> Kanth rumbles again, spreading his wings. He lifts.
Taloth> Kanth tenses, then springs upwards.
R'tar watches Allis.
Katlyn gasps!
Taloth> Taloth springs into the air of the Bowl.
T'vor moves rapidly to Allis side.
Taloth> Taloth lifts on a wingbeat, with the males. Power surges through his
frame in a cascade.
Taloth> Maenth's focus turns with her body. Towards the herd pens now. The
fine sails of her wings billow out, a gust of sultry desert wind driving
her upwards forcefully and then bedding her in its soft support. She
circles. Silent.
Taloth> Taloth drops to a glide above the feeding pens, snarling as the beasts
panic and and scatter below him.
Taloth> Chiroth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.
Taloth> Penath leaps terribly upon a hapless heardbeast, howls of agony as
merciless jaws rip flesh.
R'tar's eyes shift to T'vor. Just an instant. The leer leaves his snarl and
his jacket crashes against a nearby chair, toppling it eerily to the floor.
T'vor tenses, mutters, "no. . .don't. . .eat."
Allis glares at R'tar. "You can't have this." she growls at him. "Pull him
out. You'll lose."
Taloth> Penath bugles defiantly,locked in a contest of wills.
R'tar barks back at Allis, "Take it." His footfalls move across the stone
floor as he approaches, unsinkable.
T'vor remains resolute, a vein emerges on his forehead.
B'tar turns to the bowl, quiet. Then back to Allis. "So it begins."
Taloth> Chiroth soars into the pens, dropping savagely onto a large herdbeast,
and rips into it's body, drawing the blood, preparing.
Allis leaves that thought reverberating through the caverns as she runs
towards the bowl.
T'vor manages to leave.
Katlyn walks out to the Bowl.
B'tar walks out to the Bowl.
Taloth> Penath bugles defiantly.
Tierigal walks out to the Bowl.
R'tar closes to where Allis was standing, until she bolted. He stands,
resolute, and his head lifts back in howling, uncanny laughter.
Taloth> Penath rips the herdbeast apart, blood smearing his jaw. With
satisfaction as the hot blood soothes his hunger, satiating the rage inside
him.
Taloth> Taloth's first catch comes slowly. As he wings up over the pens and
circles back around, skimming the bowl floor, and raises up with his his
bleating victim. A crunch of bone and sand bring him to the ground,
drinking.
Taloth> Penath immediately leaps onto another, eyes whirling lusty, with a
twinge of red. He guts the beast with a rip of claw, he then hook entrails
and swings them aboput, revelling in the icor and gore as blood sprays in
crimson explosion.
R'tar's laughter dies away finally and his exit to the bowl is marked with
stoic pride.
Taloth> Kanth lands, quiet. A herdbeast sees, echoed in his eyes, it's death,
moments before it comes. The blue bloods.

****Center of the Igen Weyr Bowl****
Just overhead, Raptor-like, Maenth drops. A small herdbeast buck, head
lowered to the scruffy ground, shifts slowly on his feet, brown eyes
blinking passively. He begins to darken with shadow. At last, he lifts
his head, dulled animal senses feeling....something.
At the feeding grounds, Chiroth tosses the limp beast aside, almost hitting a
bronze dragon, lifts into the air, drops another, cracking of bones can be
heard from the impact, jaws rip, and drinks lustfull.
Just overhead, Darker still the little buck becomes, and now the ground around
him. His mouth works, full of dried desert grass as his long-lashed brown
eyes blink open and closed. Downy ears prick as he hears a high whistle,
wind blowing past Maenth as her drop hits peak momentum.
B'tar stands, watching. He turns back to the others, eyes distant.
Allis turns, glaring at R'tar. "Why?" she hisses. "Why do you play with this?"
Her concentration is off the dropping green momentarily and then back. With
her.
Katlyn stares at Chiroth, encouraging him only to blood, as she was taught.
At the feeding grounds, Kanth tosses aside the deceased creature, not yet
satisfied. Aloft again, he lands, taking another creature to its doom. A
hiss. A croon to the green. A rumble to his so-called competitors for her
affections.
Just overhead, Look once. The buck is there. Look again. Vacant space. One
crack as Maenth hits him and he is no more. Brain not as swift as the green
dragon's violence, his mouth still works at chewing his last mouthful of
grass as his body is carried up.
At the feeding grounds, The crimson, biting stink of blood mingles with the
thick scent of Taloth's youthful virility. It creeps across his maw,
marring the glittering white of his teeth.
Dragon> Igen dragons sense that Lunarth croons to Taloth.
R'tar moves over from across the bowl, the heated, dry winds slapping against
his wettened skin. He follows Allis.
At the feeding grounds, Penath leaps into the air, rage hunger not appeased.
The beast sees Penath as Penath sees it. The doe freezes for a moment in
fear, then attempts to dash. No match for the rapidly diving dragon. A wet
snap is heard as the doe's spine is snapped, pinned beneath a huge talon.
Using his head, he rips off the beasts own head, and flings it, he then
drinks straight from the font of Life Blood. The doe twitches then falls
lifeless.
At the feeding grounds, Blood here, blood there, all is as nothing to the
older, canny blue. He desists from this second beast, and turns his
attention on the glowing form near him. He croons.
Dragon> Igen dragons sense that Taloth roars at Lunarth, demenor once calm now
incenses with the white-heat of flight.
Katlyn stands rigid, her hands grasping and clawing with each of Chiroth's
kills.
Just overhead, Maenth swoops to the feeding grounds to the southwest.
At the feeding grounds, Maenth backwings to land in the grounds neatly.
At the feeding grounds, Maenth catapults skyward and hovers over a rock
outcropping about 4 dragonlengths up the red-hued wall surrounding the
pens. With a wet slapping sound, the buck is dropped and she lands,
disappearing from view. Blood trickles over the side.
B'tar remains calm, watching, ever watching. Maenth sails over, graceful. A
croon from his dragon answers her first kill.
Allis gasps, arching a bit as Maenth move with her kill to a ledge. Her skirt
blows around her ankles. She closes her eyes.
At the feeding grounds, Chiroth growls harshly, wherries fly away, and do not
come closer. Chiroth sucks the beast dry, blood dripping and oozing off his
large muzzle.
At the feeding grounds, Maenth appears and plummets back into the pen. This
time a wherry hen, panicked already by the feeding male's, is her victim,
carried up and away back to her perch. She disappears. More blood cascades
over the edge.
At the feeding grounds, Taloth circles in the pens, surveying without analysis
the creatures who stampeed across his countenence. Features tighten.
Muscles tense. He lashes. Once, quick. The beast is down, bleating. Entrils
spill across the sand. His eyes fix, nostrils flare, her scent he drinks
in, a harmony to his concert of blood.
At the feeding grounds, Penath moves to another beast, this one he kills
cleanly, bugling to the green, blood and ichor dripping off once white
teeth. T'vor remains motionless, controlling Penath.
IgenW-LC> S'drel ambles out from the inner caverns.
Avoth flies over from the field to the southeast.
At the feeding grounds, Chiroth beats his wings into the air, smelling the
rich dark blood, and bugles! His eyes search out another unwilling victim,
soaring down to snatch him into his claw, and breaking him in two, blooding
pouring out, as Chiroth laps at it eagerly!
At the feeding grounds, Taloth snaps at Chiroth, then Kanth. Presence forcing
itself on them. A warning: Back off.
Allis steps away from the knot of riders, walking to the edge of the pen to
watch. Skin flushed with excitement, she grasps the fence. Eyes greedily
take in the action around her.
R'tar passes Allis in his stride, shoulder pushing against her, and he is
away, in a clear space, looking at his lifemate.
At the feeding grounds, Kanth turns slowly whirling eyes on the larger bronze.
A cold retort to his presence. It affects him not.
Katlyn smiles evilly as Chiroth bloods, she licks her lips, her eyes gently
rest on Allis, then move to the brown of her life.
At the feeding grounds, Once more Maenth is swooping down, belly bulging
slightly with her blooding. A fat buck. She swipes it with one talon,
opening its belly and grasping it even before it has a chance to fall. With
a hiss at the males, she flies upward to her perch, the beasts entrails
swinging in her wake. Disappears.
At the feeding grounds, Avoth really does bound through the bowl,
ground thundering at each step, stopping neatly in the middle of the
field by colliding with a hapless wherry. A low rumble escapes him, as he
drains the beast.
IgenW-LC> S'drel walks out to the Bowl.
S'drel walks over from the field to the southeast.
At the feeding grounds, Kanth focuses on Maenth as she appears. Disappears.
Appears. Disappears. He watches, calm. Wings spread, preparatory.
At the feeding grounds, Chiroth swipes a talon in Taloth's direction, lifting
into the air still holding the buck and tosses it smugly at Taloth. His
muzzle drips with blood, and his eyes violet with lustful glory!
At the feeding grounds, Penath bugles defiantly as he pounds a wherry hen into
a red smear of blood and bone, Penath rends the remains, likcing the blood.
At the feeding grounds, Taloth's challenge made to his would-be rivals turns
upward, a piercing stare through the evening. He crouches. Tenses. A muscle
twitches along his jaw. A tail thumps against the ground.
S'drel enters, moving partially by instinct. "How. Very kind. For you to
start. Without. Me."
At the feeding grounds, With a sound of desert thunder, Penath's tail slams
into the ground, shaking it. He bugles, he tenses, he is ready.
Allis doesn't turn from the fence. She smiles, greedy as her hips sway
slightly. Looking over her shoulder at the riders behind her, she takes
them in. Each one. Silent.
B'tar turns, joins Allis and the others at the fence. His fists clench.
IgenW-LC> Aisha makes her escape from the LC.
IgenW-LC> Aisha strides through the passageway into the Inner Caverns.
At the feeding grounds, The stain slowly disappears across Taloth's muzzle as
his body shifts to avoid Chiroth. Blood fades to bronze. Unmarred.
Gleeming. Bronze.
Katlyn watches Allis lustfully, her body moving forward, tense, yet pleasing
to the eye.
At the feeding grounds, A shrill sheik and Maenth appears, wings flared. She
rears onto her hind legs, lustrous hide glowing and pulsing. A current of
hot wind spirals around her rigid form before blowing her scent, the scent
of her heat, over the males below.
T'vor's eyes remain locked on Penath, convinced Penath is not going to feed,
he moves to Allis, face calm, sure.
Midway up in the Bowl, Lunarth launches from Lunarth and Zaveth's shared ledge.
Midway up in the Bowl, Lunarth wings lower into the Bowl.
Just overhead, Lunarth glides down cautiously.
Just overhead, Lunarth lands just below you in the Center of the Igen Weyr
Bowl.
Lunarth backwings to land neatly.
At the feeding grounds, Kanth lifts his head. A low rumble, crooning to the
green. He waits.
Janelle slides down the last few meters and gives her blue a *look*, as she
says "Don't even *think* about it!"
At the feeding grounds, Chiroth flares out his wings and shoots after Maenth,
calling to her...crooning. His flies into a thermal, and gives chase,
following the glow, and hot scent.
Allis turns to the group, staring at each and every one of the riders before
her. The skirt lifts with the wind, high on her bronzed thighs.
Janelle slides down and glares at Lunarth. "For the last time, No."
At the feeding grounds, Penath bugles to the green, tensing onto rear haunches.
R'tar backs away. Eyes falling on those who have arrived and greeting them
with a snarl, he moves, pacing.
At the feeding grounds, Avoth bugles sharply to the other contenders, a flick
of his tail and a dart of his neck killing another birdbeast and snatching
it in his mouth. The bronze drains the wherry of its lifeblood, while his
whirling eyes lock on the green.
At the feeding grounds, Maenth watches as Lunarth enters the pens, high on her
outcrop.
Katlyn licks her full lips at the sight of the legs, and smiles.
Taloth> I bespoke Maenth with << Take it! >>
Taloth> I bespoke Maenth with << Fly! >>
Taloth> I bespoke Maenth with << That is not desire, Maenth. You stink of
fear! >>
Taloth> I bespoke Maenth with << Take it! >>
S'drel steps to the fence, a study in controlled tension. A look to R'tar, at
the snarl. "Control yourself."
Allis glares at R'tar. Eyes on him, hot.
Dragon> Taloth senses that Maenth enters your mind with a scream.
B'tar steps, calm, between the others. He rumbles, much like his dragon. No
words.
At the feeding grounds, Taloth's call roars from his throat. Not a courteous
entreaty, or even one born of respect, but a challenge.
Katlyn closes her eyes briefly, then opens them bright a blazing! Topaz brown
has turned to burnished gold.
R'tar turns on S'drel, eyes alight, sweat. A laugh dies on the wind, "Why?"
R'tar raises an arm to the pens. Again, "Why?"
At the feeding grounds, Chiroth snarls at Taloth, tauntingly...his mighty
wings beating in the air.
Allis' hair flies around her face in the desert heat. She just pins R'tar
with her stare.
At the feeding grounds, Avoth drops the carcass, flung to skip along the
ground to land at Taloth's claws. A snort, in the younger Bronze's
direction, then turns towards Maenth again, crooning warmly to the glowing
green.
R'tar jerks away, eyes not fixed, locked on the Wingleader. His face mocks her.
S'drel says simply, "You are a Bronzerider. Show dignity."
S'drel then turns his gaze to Allis, ignoring R'tar.
Katlyn stares at the beautiful Allis, watching the body move, and tease.
T'vor watches his wingleader, eyes intent, lust smoldering behind them.
Diamond walks over from the field to the southeast.
Allis tenses against the fence. She moves slowly to R'tar, stops in front of
him. She begins to laugh.
Janelle breathes very deeply and slowly,, her efforts to keep Lunarth from
joining visible.
R'tar circles Allis, not allowing her approach to meet with him, his eyes turn.
R'tar whispers to Allis as he passes, "Do it."
"Go on," says the nephew. "Do it."
Katlyn breathes deeply watching the goings on between R'tar and Allis.
T'vor silently stands by Allis, ready to support when needed.
Solfore comes over from the beach.
Tierigal glacnes at Krinn, and holds a finger over his lips.
Allis glares at R'tar, circling him.
Solfore slips up behind Tierigal, whispering a question.
R'tar steps behind her, to her side. Body constant motion.
The uncle watches. Arms across arms, he watches.
At the feeding grounds, Maenth looks down from her perch, locking crimson eyes
one by one with the males under her. Penath, Chiroth, Avoth, Lunarth, Kanth
and finally Taloth. She holds them there, captive under her stare before
raising her head to howl at the sky. She is up
At the feeding grounds, Maenth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Maenth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
At the feeding grounds, Kanth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Kanth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
Katlyn moves lithely closer, her clothing whispers with movement.
Lunarth springs into the air of the Bowl.
Just overhead, Lunarth wings up from the Center of the Bowl.
At the feeding grounds, Chiroth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Chiroth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
Solfore blinks at Tierigal, forming her mouth into a 'O' shape.
Just overhead, With a flurry of wings, Kanth is aloft, chasing the green
dragon. Fast, fast. A blurred blue, quick to react, he leads the pack
against her, matching speed and flight. He pursues.
S'drel breathes slowly, his nostrils flaring and not, watching Allis, yet
looking through any other rider that appears in front of her.
At the feeding grounds, Penath leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Penath flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
Tierigal nods to Solfore, and turns to watch intently.
Allis pushes r'tar away from her hard and stalks off to the living caverns.
At the feeding grounds, Avoth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Avoth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
Allis heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
At the feeding grounds, Bronze, gleaming bronze, hide gleams from caress of
the Igen sun. Once, his wings snap wide and he rises.
IgenW-LC> Allis comes in from the Bowl.
Just overhead, Penath effortlessly leaps to the air, giving chase!
At the feeding grounds, Taloth leaps into the air!
Just overhead, Taloth flies up from the Feeding Grounds.
IgenW-LC> Allis stalks through.
IgenW-LC> Allis climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
Janelle cries out involuntarily as Lunarth breaks her hold.
T'vor heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> T'vor comes in from the Bowl.
B'tar turns and follows.
B'tar heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> T'vor climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
R'tar falls back with laughter, victorious laughter.
IgenW-LC> B'tar comes in from the Bowl.
S'drel heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
Just overhead, Chiroth bursts with a bit of speed just enough to keep up with
the pack and begins to bide his time, staring after the green.
Janelle heads towards the main entrance to the inner Weyr.
IgenW-LC> B'tar climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
IgenW-LC> S'drel comes in from the Bowl.
R'tar heads over towards the field to the southeast and into the living
cavern.
S'drel climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper hallway.
Katlyn comes in from the Bowl.
Taloth> With a provocative flicker of her tail, Maenth leads the pack up over
the eastern rim of Igen Weyr and into the desert. At first, her energies
are spent in straight flight, but as the males near, she makes her first
play. Twisting back and to the right, slamming through the air.
Katlyn climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper hallway.
Taloth> Lunarth bugles once victoriuosly at his successful trick, then locks
his attention to Maenth.
R'tar moves through on a confident step. Up the stairs. The splatter of sweat
splashes on the banister.
IgenW-LC> R'tar climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
R'tar walks into the guest weyr.
IgenW-LC> Janelle comes in from the Bowl.
Katlyn walks in from the hallway.
IgenW-LC> Janelle climbs the stairs, past the balcony and up to the upper
hallway.
Janelle walks in from the hallway.
Allis yanks her arm from T'vor, glaring at him. And then...smiling. Not a
sweet smile.
IgenW-LC> Lecil watches the riders file through.
Taloth> Straight flight only garners additional distance for the older blue.
Kanth remains, stolid, above green Maenth. Eyes whirl deceptively slow,
deceptively mild. Closer and closer, above the green he flies.
Taloth> Penath banks, steeply, attempting to keep up with Maenth. His bronze
hide reflects prismatically.
T'vor remains impassive, concentrating. Scorn or praise he cares not, He cares
only for the /now/ the chase!
Janelle wanders into a corner, crying softly. e shouldn't have been able to do
that.
Taloth> Avoth catches a thermal, rising with steady beats of his wings. He
chooses a path that allows him to watch Maenth without obstruction by other
dragons, and croons to her with a deep rumble.
Taloth> Chiroth follows closely the motion of the green and the rest of the
pack. His lithe brown body twirls in the air, dipping slightly below
course, but valiantly following the seductive scent.
S'drel walks in from the hallway.
Taloth> Power, the great sails snap outward and crash against the light of the
dying sun. Taloth accelerates. Surpases. Surges.
B'tar looks at T'vor, and blinks. He watches, quiet. No sound. Observation.
Katlyn leans against a wall, her eyes locked onto Allis, but not daring to
touch, or get even close.
Dragon> Avoth bespoke Taloth with << That's it. Make the direct line. Easy to
evade. >>
Taloth> Maenth bucks upward, rocketing past Kanth, the intoxicating perfume of
her heat assailing him as she passes, stimulating him. Abandoned, the
engorged tip of her tail brushes his muzzle. She vanishes into the bleached
embrace of a cloud.
R'tar's eerie laughter rises in the shadows of the weyr. He resumes his
circling of the greenrider.
Taloth> Bugled frustration emanates from the older blue. Kanth twists,caught
between passion, need and ability. Wings beat, following the green into the
cloud itself. Vanishing.
Taloth> Penath uses his powerful wings to fly effortlessly up through the
cirrus, scent guiding him.
Allis shakes, watching R'tar warily. "R'tar." she says, low. "Quit laughing at
me."
Taloth> Taloth snarls at Avoth, body alive, aloft, racing. He bends his head
to his wings' strength and races forward. Another surge.
Taloth> Chiroth soars upwards, his powerful wings beating, carrying him up and
up. Finally he reaches the brillant cloud, and enters, seeking his goal
within.
B'tar turns, looks to the nephew. Quiet, "Enough."
S'drel stands with a swaying stance, knees softly bent, head poised towards
Allis.
"But you are -so- laughable," comes R'tar's answer.
Taloth> Lunarth catches a draft in an ultimate gamble that Maenth will
reappear, and he will still have energy left to chase.
Taloth> Unconstrained lust. Rage. Carnal desire. Maenth rides the top of the
cloud hard, at last plunging into it, lost from view.
T'vor remains silent.
Taloth> Kanth remains unseen, hidden by the cover of the cloud. Preternatural
senses remain strong, hold him to his course, to his sought goal.
IgenW-LC> Karthur ambles out from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> Karthur smiles.
Allis steps towards him, her fists clenching. "Am I? You will lose, R'tar. You
will, I will see to it. He can't have her. And you can't have me. Not now.
Not ever." Her voice is full of fury.
Taloth> Up. Enveloped. Sails furling, unfurling, the great ship on the ocean,
with spinaker flown wide. Taloth's twists, raging past Avoth, and downward,
plummeting.
Taloth> Penath wings over, massive sails straining againts the air to move his
massive self as rapdily as possible. He adjusts his flight course to
intercept where he thinks Maenth will re-appear.
Taloth> Chiroth under the cloud he bypasses several others but is still behind
his passion. With a burst of speed he soars out the other end, but sees
nothing, then slaps his brown wings to his sleek body and dives downwards.
R'tar once again passes her, shoulders touching. A hand tracing across the
bare skin of her abdomen and then vanished. The flash of brown eyes, "But I
will. I have, and I will."
IgenW-LC> Karthur walks out to the Bowl.
Taloth> Avoth rises above the cloud, letting himself sail along the top,
slicing pockets of vaper from the main mass. Then, with a twist of his neck
and a piercing bugle, he drops into the cloud.
Taloth> Maenth bursts from the belly of the cloud, wisps of white caressing
her hide. Arched in the sensual pleasure of its cooling breath, she stalls,
eyes closed, before dropping straight down.
Katlyn growls in loss and fury, her body clenching!
Taloth> Kanth drops, drops after the green, quickly regaining his previous
position, though to her side now. Wings blur, wings reach, wings attempt to
tangle.
B'tar takes a single step closer, voice still quiet, succinct. "Enough."
Taloth> Lunarth sees his logic vindicated and dives, his small form an
advantage in catching up with the green.
Taloth> Maenth bugles menacingly as Kanth again pulls too close, slicing down
with a talon in rabid vehemence. Missing, her claws grip air and she
charges him, reeling sideways as he opens his wings to ensnare her.
Taloth> Chiroth follows out of the cloud, swiftly, white blurring against the
heated flesh. He bugles at the blue in his way, straining to get closer.
Taloth> Penath banks down, attempting to gain on the green, wings furl, a
scream of air and vapor howl over him.
Taloth> Taloth's turn and drop comes slower, the bulk of his body a writhing
mass behind him. Just the sails. Those powerful sails. Propelling. Forcing.
Taloth> Kanth's wings flare. The catch! The prize! She approaches. He accepts
her closeness. She will be his.
Taloth> Penath hold his dive, wingtips extend, adjusting his dive, he extends
toward the green.
Allis jerks away from R'tar, incenced. "You have not!" she says, pushing him.
"You lie!"
Taloth> Taloth's roar comes ripping from a chest filled with glory. Headlong
abandon. Kanth now, decending his fury upon the one so respected. Rival.
His body twists to show his dominance.
Taloth> Avoth dips out of the cloud, his nearly chocolate wings carrying
tattered sheets of vanilla cloud in a siwrl. He banks, slowly twisting to
allow him to glide underneath the Green, watching with red and violet
tinged eyes, like an over-ripe tiny redfruit.
Taloth> Chiroth makes another swift dive, then lifts up on a thermal, almost
just below the blue and the stunning bright green...he calls once again,
tail unfurling.
Taloth> Maenth looks up at Penath, hisses at Kanth. Caught in the pack she
twists away. Reeling by Chiroth and Avoth.
R'tar falls back, no resistance. That eerie victorious laugh, and now a smile.
"Ah, but I have." -- "As have you." Circling.
Katlyn reaches a hand out slowly, grazes Allis' flesh.
S'drel clears his throat, a sharp retort. "R'tar, if you kill your dragon
through this useless posturing, I -will- keep you alive, just to suffer the
humiliation of your stupidity even more."
Taloth> Lunarth silently falls into a shadowing pattern, just out of her line
of peripheral vision (he hopes). Wings like clouds provide camoflage for
the sky blue dragon.
IgenW-LC> Katany comes down the stairway.
IgenW-LC> Katany goes over to the sideboard, slow and half-asleep.
Allis flinches away from Katlyn. She watches R'tar, eyes black with fury.
Taloth> Chiroth spins quickly, and shoots after Maenth, he's body contorting
to cause him to be swifter in the air. Now just above the deliftful Maenth,
he rumbles tauntingly to the others.
Katlyn drawns back the hand, and stares at it...her mouth open.
Taloth> Taloth's turn comes above the pack. Wide sweeping, fast. Not agile.
But driven with power. Strenth. Maenth's scent drifts up through his
thunder of wingstroke and he's on it. Right on it.
IgenW-LC> Lecil nods to Katany.
Janelle watches everything, cringing into her corner. She *likes* these
people; she doesn't want to see this.
R'tar shifts away from Allis, to S'drel, "Mortality seems to be you concern of
the hour. The cousin to failure." -- "But you'd know all about failure,
wouldn't you." A beat, "Benden."
Taloth> Avoth bugles, his form suddenly picking up speed as he begins to
actually power his flight, his large wings beating at the air. He parallels
Maenth's direction, not yet reaching to end the chase, but crooning to her
and watching her prowess in flight.
B'tar steps closer, again. No words this time, quietly assessing. He watches.
A step, then another, brings him near the knot whose center is Allis.
S'drel takes two soft steps, turning away from R'tar to close to Allis.
Allis looks at S'drel, her face flushed. "Avoth flies well." she says to him,
lips curling into a leer.
R'tar moves past, out to the ledge. His eyes fix on the horizion, searching
for the glimmer of wing. The flash of tail. They glaze, and he is with him.
Taloth> Penath levels out, adjusting his angle, striving towards the green.
Massive wings grab with a snap as he flies fast, level.
Taloth> The drum of Maenth's hearts pound in her head, making her lighted hide
pulse rhythmically. Desire and passion make her sides heave. Spasm.
Shudder. She thrusts her body upwards again.
Taloth> Kanth snarls, feral, as she pulls away, up, up, past him. A bugle,
frustrated. Wings blur, to gain distance hard lost. The bronze approaches,
a dominance attempt. Unsuccessful.
S'drel smiles, faintly to Allis, then with more warmth. "He's finally learned
to fly to flatter."
Taloth> Chiroth lands just below you in the Center of the Igen Weyr Bowl.
Katlyn bites off a cry, and rushes out of the room
Katlyn walks out into the hallway.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn comes down the stairway.
IgenW-LC> Katlyn walks out to the Bowl.
Taloth> Penath banks rapidly, using his gained speed to attempt intercept of
the green.
Taloth> Lunarth adjust slightly, not at all unhappy to find the lovely green
heading toward him. Whirling violet eyes are all that break the illusion of
sky.
Taloth> Taloth rises up, slower than Kanth, beneath him. And then
excellerating. Moving. Surging. Ichor throbbing through his limbs. His eyes
pierce outwards, as maw opens. His turn to overtake.
Allis grins and nods. She looks past S'drel to R'tar, mocking.
Taloth> Avoth curves after Maenth, the wider radius drawing him away, but
moving closer through his stronger momentum, his deep rumblings louder as
his own tensions and heat rise. The muscles of his neck stretch, bringing
him that much closer.
Taloth> Maenth writhes in a steamy updraft that slams her erect and then up,
past Lunarth and Avoth, in a dizzying spiral. She couples with it, opening
her wings to mount its power, let it pull her from the throng of aroused
males.
Taloth> Penath continues to try to fly intercept, flying nearly paralell to
Avoth.
Taloth> Kanth drives himself upwards, reaching for thermals to drive him
towards his mate, his goal. His wings blur less quickly. He tires.
Taloth> Lunarth again recovers quickly, using his size to his advantage as he
cuts up finer than possible for larger dragons.
Taloth> Penath bugles in surprise, screaming as he trades airspeed for
altitude. Young,powerful muscles ripple and flex as he tries to climb as
rapidly as possible.
Taloth> Taloth blocked, surges out, clearer. Expending strength on the need to
make his huge arcs swifter than Maenth's tight circles. Without
anticipation, without tease. Him. There. Now. He thrusts forward to assert
himself. Against, rushing against. Unbridled.
Allis comes out from behind S'drel and walks towards R'tar. Her body ripples
with movement, eyes glittering. Still that mocking smile. "He tires, R'tar.
And, so do you."
B'tar turns, watches greenrider, bronzerider. Watches the taunts. Watches the
reaction. Watches.
Taloth> As the updraft that carries Maenth reaches its climax, she cries out
at the dragons below her, a wanton and seductive pronouncement of her
victory and their submission to her.
Sweat, beading slightly, forms on T'vors brow. The powerful emotions blocking
all but Penath and his glorious flight.
And then the young Igen bronzerider is away. Spinning at his name. Allis,
before him. One word, "No."
Allis tips back her head and laughs. Laughs at R'tar.
Taloth> Avoth draws straight, unable to even attempt the circles, his wings
pushing him up through the air, towards his goal.
The slap comes from nowhere. Hard, the retort crashing against the shadows.
R'tar stands before his prize, as the beads of water from the back of his
hand rain upon the dust.
Taloth> Lunarth takes up the croon, adding a note of entreaty as he continues
the taxing climb. Every moment the flight is prolonged works against a
dragon who bases his strategy on agility and speed.
Taloth> Maenth's cry is echoed in the bugle from below, blue Kanth rising
after her. The older dragon slips backwards to those eyes on the ground,
coming even with the pack.
Taloth> Penath levels, wings thrusting through the wind. Sails snap, the black
char-marks along his body ripple, his wings continue to powerfully stroke
through the air.
S'drel smirks, turning with Allis' movements, then stepping forward, the smirk
gone.
Taloth> Not yet. This chase has and end. And Taloth surges to find it. Back as
the others call forward. He spares one glance, wary of his once-mentor, the
respected blue, Kanth. Kanth fades. Taloth emerges.
Allis is rocked to the side, her hand flying up to her cheek, already welting
with R'tar's handprint. Tears of humiliation and rage well up in her eyes.
B'tar turns, strides towards greenrider and bronzerider. Steps between them.
Hands flat on R'tar's chest, he shoves. Hard. "Enough." The word is like a
pronouncement of doom.
Taloth> Avoth takes another forward charge, rising and brushing against
Taloth, rising his wings over and past the younger bronze's head.
And he breaks. Falling at his Uncle's shove, the tension cracks across his
features and he slumps against a table. R'tar reaches for support to find
only air. Heady think air. It, too, crumbles beneath him and he weeps.
Taloth> Maenth's tail lashes downward, a whip, striking violently at the air.
She thrashes, tearing the pack open as she drops into them, through them,
under them and still down - towards the floor of the desert.
T'vor snaps out of his reverie with a blink, he moves to B'tar, fury emerges,
contempt as he states, forcedly, clipped, to R'tar,
"You.don't.deserve.the.dragon.you.ride."
Taloth> Dropping back, back, Kanth is behind the rest of the pack, wings
slower. Spent. The green is far, far ahead. He turns. Drops away.
S'drel joins B'tar, blocking R'tar from Allis.
Taloth> Taloth's head snaps back, distracted, and he falters. The pulse of his
wings break their rhythm. His glow, his power simply fades.
Taloth> Lunarth turns and dives recklessly. The fall will be the reprieve he
needs as the time continues working against hime.
Taloth> Penath suddenly bugles loudly, forgetting the other dragons, swerving
towards Maenth. His riders mind with his.
T'vor goes back to the flight. It's not over yet, not for him.
B'tar turns, side to side, to the other Igen bronzeriders. A shake of his
head. And a hand, extended, to his nephew. "We go."
Janelle uncurls andgets up, walking slowly toward Allis. Her brown eyes brim
with tears as she sees that awful mark on her.
Taloth> Avoth blinks, dropping, winned drawn close to his body to garner
speed, then lashing out to cast himself into a lazy spiral, tying to close
again to Maenth.
T'vor moves to Allis, a shadow. His look echoes his dragon, eyes deceptively
lax.
R'tar looks up at S'drel, tears mingling with the sweat of the emotions that
have plagued him. His voice is that of a child, "No. -- He ... was never
there."
Taloth> Maenth warps her path, entangling herself in a convoluted and erotic
waltz. Her body flattens with its motion, slithering along the stiff fire
of the desert wind. Slickened.
Taloth> Penath takes advantage of Maenths speed burning maneuver and he
lunges, towards the green. The green. . .
Allis turns her back to R'tar. She walks to the edge of the ledge, looking up
into the sky. Her hand still holds her cheek.
S'drel nods, once. He takes one step back, turning on his heels immediately to
face Allis. His look to her is still not kind.
Taloth> Taloth rumbles, thrown wide. Another falter and he calls, forlorn.
T'vor follows, instinctively, with his leader. By her side.
Taloth> Lunarth pulls up shallowly, not wanting to dive as far as she has.
Again he shadows from a length up, nearly matching her darts and weaves.
B'tar turns back to the other bronzeriders. "Leave him be." His hands still
waits, extended to the boy. More firm. "We go."
R'tar swallows, and pushes on the ground. His hand encircles his Uncle's and
he pulls himself up. "Aye."
Taloth> Avoth sails somewhat over Maenth, holding himself from the reserves
that would end the flight, and simply watching the movements of the glowing
green.
Taloth> Kanth drops downwards, a slow spiral.
Taloth> Taloth follows Kanth, even slower, wider.
Allis stands, tall, watching the sky. Her shoulders shake.
Taloth> Kanth lands just below Taloth in the Center of the Igen Weyr Bowl.
Janelle returns her gaze to Allis, reachig out as if to ouch the bruise. She
seems detached from the flight, somehow, as if her dragon wasn't chasing.
Taloth> Taloth lands just below in the center of the Igen Weyr Bowl.
Taloth> Just overhead, Penath gracefully banks, quietly magnificent. He
strives for the jewell called Maenth.
Taloth> Just overhead, Potent now, Maenth's heat scent reaches peak. Her
energy begins to do the same, building now. Building. Building as she
pushes herself to achieve its zenith.
T'vor gently places his hand against Allis' elbow, supporting, to say, "I'm
here, with you."
Taloth> Just overhead, Lunarth senses something happening and draws into
himself for the energy for another surge of speed toward Maenth.
Taloth> Just overhead, Penath tenses, readying his final reserves of strength.
B'tar pulls, drawing the young bronzerider to his feet. His head turns, to the
ledge, as if looking through the stone.
Taloth> Just overhead, Avoth angles himself towards Maenth, sensing that her
twists and tumbles are at an end. Powerful wings furl into life from just
great sails, allowing him to cut through the air quickly.
"What have I done?" the fallen bronzerider whispers to no one. His legs carry
him to the door, and then out.
Taloth> Solfore keeps her eyes strained on the flying dragons.
Taloth> Just overhead, Penath mirros the older bronze, relying on his younger
muscles to propel him faster to Maenth.
Allis lifts her head, hair sweeping back from her shoulders, skirt once again
billowing up. She holds her arms out, into the wind, it's breath cooling
her stinging cheek.
S'drel just stands where he is, watching Allis intently. Deep, but quiet.
"This isn't a game."
Taloth> Just overhead, Maenth explodes upwards in her final surge of vitality.
Her keen is long and loud, throbbing in the ears of Lunarth, Penath and
Avoth as they close in on her. And yet, she doesn't care, forfeiting
position to revel in her moment.
Taloth> Just overhead, Penath seizes the moment, young powerful muscles surge!
He approachs, so close!!
Myca slips from *between*, chittering wildly.
R'tar is helped out of the Guest Weyr into the hallway.
Myca> B'tar walks out with the boy, striding.
Myca> B'tar walks out into the hallway.
B'tar comes out into the hallway from the guest weyr.
Myca> T'vor leans against Allis, supportive, his voice a hot whisper, "I'm
here."
IgenW-LC> Katany stands by the sideboard with her cup of juice, biting at her
lower lip from time to time.
R'tar leans forward, hands on his knees. His body surges. Eyes shut, then open.
Taloth> Just overhead, Lunarth bbegins crooning soothingly, offering his
complete devotion if she'll let him be hers. With the croon he pushes
forward, not gaining as much as the stronger dragons, but ending up about
even.
Taloth> Just overhead, Avoth makes an easy correction, head and neck lifting
first, followed by the rippling body, finally the lashing tail. Forearms
reach out, claws open to grasp at Maenth's wings as he moves close, his
throat emitting a low croon.
B'tar stops at the top of the stairs. Turns. Watches. "Come. He will need you."
Taloth> Just overhead, Penath flies furiously, extending, drawing upon
reserves of strength and lust. He is reaching, warbling, announcing himself.
Taloth> Just overhead, Maenth's keen turns into a confused warble as she
suddenly finds herself entangled. The pack around her, closing in.
R'tar nods, and steps through the doorway to his weyr.
Taloth> Just overhead, Penath takes advantage, reaching to twine with Maenth,
desire to mate evident in his throaty warble, desire echoed in his whirling
eyes.
Myca> S'drel glances to T'vor. "She needs a lesson shown. Kindness will not
let her learn it."
R'tar opens the door and walk into Tilani and R'tar's Weyr, closing the door
behind him.
Taloth> Taloth springs into the air of the Bowl!
Taloth> Lunarth snakes histail toward hers, still crooning entreatingly. Let
the others threaten her lovely wings, he just want to fly with her.
Taloth> Taloth glides slowly, far far beneath the flight to his ledge.
Taloth> Viresth glides down cautiously.
Taloth> Taloth glides over the entrance to the Weyr and grasps Merinth and
Taloth's ledge in landing.
Out on the ledge, Taloth grasps the ledge with powerful claws in landing.
Taloth> In the sky, Viresth flies carefully towards the main entrance.
IgenW-LC> Cado ambles out from the inner caverns.
IgenW-LC> B'tar comes down the stairway.
R'tar walks through the exit to the ledge, emerging from the great maw of
the weyr.
IgenW-LC> Triola comes in from the Bowl.
Myca> T'vor intakes his breath, a sharp hiss. He is concentrating on the
flight.
IgenW-LC> B'tar sees nothing, or so it seems. He makes his way to the bowl,
quiet. Reserved.
Myca> Allis turns on S'drel. "Lesson? What lesson, S'drel? Why don't you teach
me?" she screams at him.
IgenW-LC> B'tar walks out to the Bowl.
Myca> Janelle snaps at S'drel. "She is not a weyrling on her dragon's first
flight, and noone has any right to try to "teach" her anything."
In the sky, Avoth holds his wings at full length, twisting his body to be able
to reach for Maenth with claws and tail.
IgenW-LC> Triola wanders in, waving hullo.
IgenW-LC> Lecil hmmms, as she watches people file through again, the other way.
Myca> S'drel stands unfazed. "That your games have consequences, Allis, that's
all. And that you cannot play games with proddy dragons."
Myca> Janelle looks out at her blue, completely drwarved by the massive
bronzes. "Unlike my poor silly blue; he should know by now."
IgenW-LC> Triola says "Hey, Lecil. Mind if I join you?"
Myca> T'vor remains Allis silent supporter.
Myca> Allis reaches back, planting her hand on Janelle. "You accuse me of
playing games? You? That is /ludicrous/!" she yells.
IgenW-LC> Lecil waves to a chair. "Not at all, have a seat."
Myca> S'drel crosses his arms over his chest, staring at Allis, now silent.
IgenW-LC> Triola smiles and heads over.
IgenW-LC> Triola sits down at the table by the hearth.
IgenW-LC> Triola says "How's the wing coming?"
In the sky, Maenth hisses at Avoth, winging sharply to avoid him and soaring
past Lunarth. Again victorious, she turns her head to tease them, flying
straight into Penath
In the sky, Penath takes the advantage, reaching to ensnare her, gently yet
confidently, he attempts to twine with her.
Myca> S'drel says "Don't protest too much. This would not have happened, had
you been more careful in your flirtations."
Myca> S'drel turns, to leave.
IgenW-LC> B'tar comes in from the Bowl.
Myca> Allis takes a breath to send another round of insults at S'drel and
gasps, arching. Maenth is caught. She reaches out to grip the wall.
In the sky, Lunarth creels as onc again he remembers his rider's lesson. He
does not even wait to seeif she will break free, lest his remaining energy
run out before he can land.
IgenW-LC> B'tar returns, fists clenched, head shaking. He moves to the wine.
IgenW-LC> Triola waves to B'tar, then frowns slightly, "What's the matter?"
In the sky, Lunarth flies carefully towards the main entrance.
In the sky, Avoth bugles in confusion and denial, as he falters for some
reason, at the wrong moment. Avoth beats his wings, pulling away from the
others, then to spiral towards the ground.
In the sky, One final lunge of her body as she fights to pull herself from
Penath's grasp, only to have her wings fouled further. He wraps around her,
tight. Cleaves to her. She is caught.
IgenW-LC> Lecil says "Maneth rose."
Myca> S'drel walks out into the hallway.
In the sky, Avoth flies carefully towards the main entrance.
Myca> Janelle touches Allis' shoulder before leaving.
IgenW-LC> S'drel comes down the stairway.
Myca> Janelle walks out into the hallway.
IgenW-LC> Janelle comes down the stairway.
Myca> T'vor pulls Allis to him, not too gently, he kisses her forcefully,
passionately.
IgenW-LC> S'drel enters, slowly, fists closed.
IgenW-LC> Katany moves away from the sideboard as the riders come down the
stairs, fingers wrapped around her cup of juice.
IgenW-LC> B'tar looks up and nods, just once. The footsteps descending the
stairs distract him. He studies faces.
IgenW-LC> Janelle goes by, not really noticing anyone; not even Nerian playing
in a corner.
Myca> Allis falls into his arms, gasping.
IgenW-LC> Janelle walks out to the Bowl.
Myca> Fade to Black.
In the sky, Penath flies with his mate.
IgenW-LC> Lecil slids the skin she was drinking from towards the edge of the
table, towards the other riders.
In the sky, Lunarth catches an updraft to glide into the air of the Bowl.
In the sky, Lunarth beats his wings powerfully.
IgenW-LC> S'drel moves to the sideboard, looking over the selection, at the
choice of wines.
IgenW-LC> Triola sighs and nods, "Yah.. I just got back from High Reaches."
IgenW-LC> Solfore comes in from the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> B'tar returns to survey the sideboard. A pause, and his eyes fix on
Lecil's movement. He moves across the caverns.
IgenW-LC> Solfore wanders inside from the bowl.
IgenW-LC> Lecil converses with Nerilth. "Penath. Not bad for such a young
dragon."
IgenW-LC> S'drel looks to B'tar. "She is lucky I am not Weyrleader. I would
set them both to watching opposite mineholds."
IgenW-LC> Triola frowns slightly and sighs.
IgenW-LC> Katany arches an eyebrow at S'drel.
IgenW-LC> B'tar looks slowly up at S'drel.
IgenW-LC> Lecil raises an eye at S'drel, then glances at B'tar. She gives him
a small, comforting smile.
IgenW-LC> B'tar lets his gaze fall to the wine, and he pours.
IgenW-LC> Solfore slips past a few of the riders till she slips into a seat at
one of the tables.
IgenW-LC> Solfore sits down at the table by the kitchens.
IgenW-LC> B'tar takes a deep breath. Finally, "Aye."
IgenW-LC> B'tar says "It's ... painful."
IgenW-LC> Triola is trying to avoid the wine. "Aye.. that's why I skipped off
to the north for the afternoon."
IgenW-LC> B'tar's eyes close again and he growls softly.
IgenW-LC> Lecil looks mildly unconfortable.
IgenW-LC> B'tar finally clears his throat, "Spirit, S'drel."
IgenW-LC> S'drel finally takes up the skin of Southern Telgar.
IgenW-LC> B'tar says "And accident."
IgenW-LC> Triola's ears prick up at the word 'accident'.
IgenW-LC> S'drel laughs, sharply. "No. It was not an accident at the time."
IgenW-LC> B'tar studies S'drel.
IgenW-LC> Solfore blinks, trying to figure out what the conversation in the
cavern is about.
IgenW-LC> Cado shakes his head a bit and heads for the klah pot.
IgenW-LC> Cado pours a mug of klah and sits down to relax.
IgenW-LC> B'tar looks down at his glass, holding it. His voice comes slowly,
"Judge a moment not only by the present, but its past and its future."
IgenW-LC> S'drel pours a tall glass.
IgenW-LC> Cado sips his klah. "I believe that...strangely enough..."
IgenW-LC> Katany says, abrupt, "Who was it that did fly her?"
IgenW-LC> S'drel says "By its future? Penath."
IgenW-LC> Cado spits out a mouthful of klah. "Who??"
IgenW-LC> Solfore blinks
IgenW-LC> B'tar nods, "He, at least, knows what's he's done."
IgenW-LC> B'tar says "The future will be absent of its repetition."
IgenW-LC> S'drel nods. "That is something, at least. Now if the future will be
absent of Allis' repetition."
IgenW-LC> A muscle twitches beneath the salt-and-pepper of the bluerider's
beard. He nods.
IgenW-LC> Cado grimaces and wipes his mouth, setting his mug down. "Um...I
think I'll leave while I'm behind..."
IgenW-LC> Cado stands and waves, heading for the bowl.
IgenW-LC> B'tar looks up, "Steward."
IgenW-LC> Katany presses her lips together.
IgenW-LC> Triola sits quietly, just watching.
IgenW-LC> S'drel takes a long drink of the wine, frowning softly. "This isn't
the vintage I wanted."
IgenW-LC> Lecil glances at Triola and shrugs a little.
IgenW-LC> B'tar takes a long pull on his wine. At S'drel's pronouncement he
grunts.
IgenW-LC> Cado turns around. "Um...yes?"
IgenW-LC> Solfore watches the cavern activity with hardly any interst as she
looks slightly bored.
IgenW-LC> B'tar shakes his head in response to Cado. His farewell to the man,
"Clear skies."
IgenW-LC> S'drel pinches his nose. "Unfortunately I don't have a bottle of the
vintage two turns older that would be perfect."
IgenW-LC> B'tar nods simply. "I've found that ... particular vintage, the one
'perfect', profoundly elusive."
IgenW-LC> Cado shakes his head a bit, realizing it was only a farewell.
"Oh...I'm sorry...Clear skies to you as well, B'tar."
IgenW-LC> B'tar hrms to the Steward. "Aye."
IgenW-LC> Triola glances out toward the bowl with a small frown.
IgenW-LC> S'drel sits down at the table by the stairs.
IgenW-LC> Cado looks over to S'drel. "My apologies...I'll see if I can't
procure us some better wine soon..."
IgenW-LC> Cado walks out to the Bowl.
IgenW-LC> Irina slips in when you're not looking.
IgenW-LC> B'tar takes the skin into his arms. "If you'll excuse me." He
moves to the bowl, a nod, "Weyrlingmaster. Weyrwoman. Igen."
IgenW-LC> B'tar walks out to the Bowl.

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