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Post by shadowreine on Jun 12, 2012 16:33:41 GMT -5
To be blunt, Tiffanie was bored. So was Cioeth. Dragon and rider alike were watching the bowl from one side, with Cioeth lying half-curled and the girl curled up on her.
It was comfortable there, with the dragon's hide warming her, but that didn't change the fact that she had run out of ideas for things to do. They'd gone flying as far as Cioeth was comfortable with and as far as keeping the Weyr secret allowed. The green-blue had a little more stamina than most greens, but not that much. On the other side of the bowl, she could see a relaxed brown that she really hoped was not S'tor's dragon.
Although he seemed to be kind of sort of with Nakia now. If there were ever two people who deserved each other. And at least Alex wasn't around.
Alex and her baby bump. Tiffanie hoped that the same thing wouldn't happen to her when Cioeth took to the skies. It seemed like there was something in the water - women were getting pregnant left, right, and center. Who would be next? About the only one who seemed immune was the Weyrwoman, and rumor had it she was barren and *that* was why she was fostering Nakia and S'tor's son...
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Post by redwerecat on Jun 14, 2012 20:05:05 GMT -5
What are you-?!
A young man shot straight up from where he'd been laying in the grass, red hair flopping over his forehead as he scrambled to right it and catch up with the green-blue-teal mass of dragon slinking away from him.
"HAL!" Tag shouted, jogging after the chimeric dragon. The creature didn't respond immediately, merely casting a glance over one shoulder and snorting at it's rider impatiently. Halderoth continued on his path, bunching hindquarters up under it and leaping to the top of a small rock to peer down at Cioeth from a not-terribly-impressive height the rock granted.
Tag caught up, panting slightly and working to throw his jacket back over his shoulders and brush grass bits out of his hair, combing it straight with his fingers. "Dammit, Hal, could you warn me when you do shit like that?" He grumbled, not immediately noticing the girl leaning on the dragon. "Leavin' me like that, I swear, you get bitchier every day. Could you clue me in, is it mood swings, you finally hitting puberty?" He was mostly just rambling- he'd been napping, and Hal had none to politely dumped him off it's back when it had moved toward Cioeth.
Halderoth merely blinked, and leaned it's neck down to very gently nudge Cioeth in a wordless greeting.
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Post by shadowreine on Jun 15, 2012 18:50:05 GMT -5
Tiffanie laughed. "Look, Cioeth, there's your reverse-me." Halderoth was more blue than green and identified as male, and Cioeth was more green than blue and emphatically female.
"Watch out...maybe he's going to surprise you and get *proddy*," she teased. It would not be that long before Cioeth was old enough to rise.
Would she surprise Tiffanie and start chasing as well? It wasn't impossible, although Cioeth was *so* female it was hard to imagine her having any male tendencies whatsoever. She was as girly-girl as Tiffanie had ever been.
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Post by redwerecat on Jun 18, 2012 23:19:42 GMT -5
Tag had caught up just in time to hear that, and sighed. He knew what was coming.
Halderoth blinked, and tilted it's head to one side. It made a ruffly, papery sort of sigh, and flicked it's wings out before very daintily correcting the woman. Partially correct, young woman. Hal said, voice calm and distinctly unoffended.
Tag just tossed his had back, closing his eyes. "And so sorry, sweetie, Hal's about to give you the overly-explanatory-explanation the dragon is ever so fond of."
Halderoth snorted, and gave him a dirty look. Tag seemed unaffected. Hal continued. I am not male or female. Cioeth is...female, yes? I am neither. Perhaps more like a white. Unlike whites, though, I identify as neither. I lack either sexual reproductive system. It shrugged one wing in a sort of 'who cares' gesture, and Tag just stared at him.
"You done?"
Yes. Halderoth said, supremely catlike in it's smug tone.
Tag sighed. "Sorry about that. Hi, by the way. How are ya?"
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Post by shadowreine on Jun 19, 2012 21:07:48 GMT -5
Tiffanie rolled her eyes. "Cioeth is female, yes. That's how she identifies and that seems to be the parts she has. Which makes her more green than blue. You are going to end up weyrlingmaster if you aren't careful, with that dragon."
Identifying as neither...she'd met a couple of people like that. Was it easier or harder for dragons? Probably about the same, ultimately, although Halderoth had *no* plumbing...did he know what he was missing?
It. She told herself. Halderoth was 'it'...she'd never liked the conlang pronouns and, being entirely female, never really worried about them. But... "And we're both fine. Bored, but fine."
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Post by redwerecat on Jun 23, 2012 2:13:24 GMT -5
Tag threw his head back and moaned. "I know. I just- I can't exactly get the big idiot to shut up."
Halderoth huffed, supremely dignified and quite insulted. Just because ONE of us has the leaning toward intelligence rather than purely physical desires and a severe lack of impulse control-
Tag quite literally face-palmed, and proceeded to mutter into his hand for a second. "I am ignoring you, and going to have a nice conversation with this lovely pair of ladies, okay?"
The dragon flicked one foreclaw and gave him what appeared to be the go-ahead. Tag sighed.
"I'm partnered with a fifty-year old man as my dragon, sheesh." He shrugged. "Well, glad to see all's good. Sorry if we're interrupting, but hey." He grinned at her. "We were pretty bored too."
Halderoth pointed out something with some glee. I was studying cloud patterns. YOU were bored.
"...FINE. I was bored. Sue me, dragon." He flopped down across from Cioeth and Tiffanie without waiting for an invitation, and grinned at them. "So I guess I'm here to see if you've got any ideas about fixing that boredom, hmm?"
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Post by shadowreine on Jun 23, 2012 11:50:45 GMT -5
Tiffanie laughed. "Dragons. They're insufferable."
Cioeth glared at her.
"Yes, you are. You are as bad, some days, as my *mother* about making me wear pretty things!"
That is because left to yourself you would wear light blue and neon orange.
"The ONLY time I did that I was dressing in the dark. Because, I would note, YOU were hungry at 4am. See! Insufferable."
She gave the total lie to her words with a fond pat for the blue-green's shoulder.
"Company that isn't Cioeth would be good. And I think she's thinking the same about me right now." Not that they were ever truly apart...dragon and rider could not be separated. But even so, sometimes you needed others.
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Post by redwerecat on Jun 29, 2012 19:39:40 GMT -5
Tag just laughed. "Neon orange and Light blue? I might have to arrest you for crimes against fashion. I AM a card carrying member of the fashion police..."
There is no such thing!
The young man buried his face in his arms as he seemed to try to fight with two warring options- laughing his ass off and hitting himself in the head with a brick repeatedly. "Yes. Company other than Halderoth would ALSO be wonderful. Not that I don't love the big idiot, but good god if I don't find someone who understands a joke I might spontaneously explode."
Halderoth sniffed cattishly, and simply flicked one wing. If that's how it shall be, then I shall simply ask if the Lady Cioeth would like to accompany me to the ...well. Anywhere you two shall not be. It's voice sounded clearly offended, even a little put out, and Tag threw a clod of dirt at the chimera.
"Don't you sulk, Hal, I love you." He said, and stood up. He offered a hand to Tiffanie. "What are your opinions on...hmm. What's there to do around here?" he seemed to think a moment, then grinned. "Have you ever gone into one of the top weyrs and thrown water balloons at people?"
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Post by shadowreine on Jun 30, 2012 16:06:57 GMT -5
Tiffanie blinked. "No, I haven't!" A pause. "Wouldn't the wind be just enough to knock them off course?"
Water balloons were heavy, but it could sure as heck get windy at Rocky...just ask the dragons. She'd seen the winds blow a full grown brown off his course before.
Well. Dragons were used to it. She did shake her head at the byplay between dragon and rider. Cioeth might have protested as well, except that Tiffanie was rubbing her eyeridge. Which, as was common with dragon kind, was enough to reduce her into a purring, melted pile of green-blue dragon. It worked on chimeras just as well as on regular dragons, apparently.
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Post by redwerecat on Jul 1, 2012 2:29:40 GMT -5
"Mmm." Tag just grinned, and smiled as if he had some secret. "Not if you make them small enough to be carried, and not if you ...assist them." He was close to giggling now, and when he whistled, there was a screech of sound and a tiny noise, and a prissy little gold flit was buzzing around in the air before him. Tag just grabbed her out of the air, cradling Tiggy to his chest like a cat, and she honestly relaxed, crooning and settling down.
"See, if you're ME, you've trained you flit- and a few others who seem to be around all the time- to help you throw your evil balloons. And no one EVER expects to have a water balloon dropped on them by something that can run between."
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Post by shadowreine on Jul 1, 2012 15:28:40 GMT -5
Tiffanie laughed. "And having a gold means she can rope in half the lizards in the area. She's pretty, too."
She was a little jealous of the gold firelizard, but only a little. After all, she had her hands full as it was, and she was sure queens, of any size, were a handful to deal with. Trouble with wings...and this one was only being encouraged by her human. "Thing is, if you encourage her to do that, how do you know she won't do it to *you* one of these days?"
Well, if it was the middle of summer, it might not be too bad... But knowing how mischievous firelizards could be, they'd pick a day there was snow on the ground...and the water balloons would freeze. Now, there was a bad idea. Bad idea indeed. And water that had been Between would be close to freezing anyway...
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Post by redwerecat on Jul 8, 2012 1:17:58 GMT -5
Tag blinked, and gave her a slightly abashed grin. "I uh, convince her not to. with bribes." He snickered. " But yeah, it's happened. I have to be really careful when she's mad at me! Maybe I'm teaching her bad habits, actually. Oh. That might explain a lot of her terrible habits."
Tiggy, meanwhile, was boneless and blissed out in his arms as long as he was still rubbing her belly, and she squeaked a pleased, prideful little thank you at the compliment from the girl. She WAS pretty.
Tag clicked his tongue. "Damn. Logic, always beats me. i think this is why I'm not an evil overlord or anything. I leave plot holes big enough to drive trucks through. Oh well. I should probably be doing something USEFUL with my life anyway." He tilted his head, and watched her. "What do you usually do when you're bored then?"
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Post by shadowreine on Jul 8, 2012 11:43:00 GMT -5
Tiffanie considered. "Sometimes I read, but I don't feel like that right now, and that doesn't unbored Cioeth."
The green-blue had settled down, keeping one eye on the gold. She didn't trust that firelizard. Actually, Cioeth didn't trust firelizards period. They had ridiculous senses of humor and were far too fast to go between to swat with her tail as she'd very much like to do.
"As for useful...eh. Seems all I do these days is look after Cioeth." Which was important, but she did start to wonder why...there was no way the chimera would be allowed to go to Pern, and if she did, they'd give her firestone. Mind you, that might be for the best. Not passing on whatever strange genes had made her...but she was still the best dragon.
She was just strange, although not as strange as Halderoth, who was an it. That had to be horrible for his rider...the lack of any suitable English pronoun to use.
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