[past] 10.05.12/Evening/ Sticking together (lake)

[sweetlilangel]

S'ar found himself wandering around the lake that day. He'd started with giving Courth a bath and then oiling down both him and Fiora. Then he'd simply found watching the light bounce off the water as it did relaxing. He could feel the constant vibrations that water since through the nearby ground as is lapped against the shore and then receded back into itself. The breeze that whispered over his skin raised goosebumps, but they were the good kind.

Over all, S'ar was in a good mood today, much as he'd been a good mood the day he'd bonded to the young green the rested on his shoulder. His mind opened almost effortlessly to show her what her own eyes could not and she crooned her appreciation, though he couldn't hear it. The vibrations of the sound caused a barely perceptible change in the way the breeze met his skin.

Courth, watch her. S'ar told his blue, transferring Fiora to the blue's shoulder before slipping his shirt and pants off, leaving only an underlayer.

What are you doing? Courth asked, tilting his head to the side and watching his rider with great interest. It wasn't the first time he'd seen his rider act strangely and certainly it wouldn't be the last, but he sensed intentions he wasn't sure were completely safe. He was never comfortable when he sensed this from his rider.

Swimming, Courth. That is all.

And with that S'ar moved into the the lake until he could dive under the water. It wasn't long before he disappeared well out of Courth's sight, going towards the bottom of the deepest part.

Come back up.. S'ar!

Calm yourself. I will let you know if I can't make it in time. You have no need to worry. Just keep Fiora out of trouble.

Courth didn't respond. Instead he stared at the spot his rider had disappeared anxiously, debating if he should dive under after him or simply wait there as he'd been told to.

[Simile]

Tannae had her lyre with her, as usual. She was going to the lake for some quiet and to simply play and sing. She felt a pang in her heart, her thoughts going to L'tan. She missed him.

MineLove? Don't be sad, her pink, Fantaeziareth told her, crooning. She really didn't know what to tell her in order to comfort her... A moment later, pink wings back pedaled as the now full grown pink landed ahead of her Rider near hte edge of the lake.

I know, Fantasy... but it can be hard sometimes... The rider responded. Her little Citrine flitter, Musica, crooned from where she sat on her shoulder, tail wrapped around her neck. Tannae smiled and gently scratched the delicate eye ridges of her flitter. Musica let out a warbling note of delight and Tanne couldn't help but laugh.

Tannae walked right to the edge of the lake, looking out over it, her fingers slowly starting to pluck a tune. She hummed softly along with the notes that her fingers plucked. It wasn't the sound of the music that really made her love it... but the feeling of it. And the feeling of playing it.

[sweetlilangel]

That is lovely, Courth said, crooning to Tannae, despite the colors of worry whirling in his eyes.

Come back up. You have been down too long. He shifted his mind to his rider in another time his claws starting to knead against the shore of the lake in his agitation.

I'm fine, Courth. S'ar responded, though the burn in his lungs was obvious to both. He was nearly to the bottom now and if he turned back he knew his lungs would not make it all the way a second time.

He pulled a good-sized rock from the bottom and settled it into his lap to keep from floating back up. Then, he opened his eyes and watched as the life of the lake flitted around him. Here, he did not need sound. He wouldn't hear anyways. Here, he feel the currents of the water move and change dependent on how the life within moved.

He filtered the sand and rocks on the bottom through his fingers, feeling the grittiness as the water washed it away from him. Her watched fish tentatively swim up to inspect this intrusion to their world.. and felt as they nibbled away some of the dead skin on his hands and feet. He didn't flinch away from the, but rather welcomed the communication they brought.. And when his burning lungs could take no more, he released the rock that anchored him kicked the bottom to launch himself for the surface. He broke through with a gasping breath.

[Simile]

Tannae was caught off guard and her face changed to an expression of surprise. She looked around until she saw the blue. "Oh! Thank you!" she exclaimed. She looked around to see if the Blue's rider was anywhere in sight. But she didn't see him. She frowned. The dragon looked worried.

Fantasy, ask him if his Rider is alright.[/b]

Is your- That was as far as the light pink got before S'ar appeared on the surface of the lake.

Tannae blinked then waved to the rider. She didn't say anything, but that was mostly because she felt uncertain. She knew she didn't know this man, but she supposed she should try to let him know she was there in some way... Tannae let her hand drop.

Musica, her Citrine, flew over the water, her wings skimming the surface as she turned a circle around S'ar, splashing him, though she didn't do so intentionally. Musica loved to meet new people. In fact, she loved it so much that she could most decidedly be quite rude.

[sweetlilangel]

Seeing his rider surface, Courth launched immediately to him, curling his large body around the man and blocking the firelizard from slashing him again.

He has been down too long, you silly thing! Let him breathe![/i][/b] Courth informed the Citrine with a hiss, though the strength of his mental voice also carried to the dragon whose rider this pesky little snack belonged to.

S'ar, we have company and she plays such lovely music. Would you like to hear it?[/color]

No, Courth. I'd like you to let me go. S'ar responded, breathing slowly to catch his breath after having spluttered out the water that the firelizard had manage to send into his mouth and up his nose.

No! I will not let you go back under![/color]

S'ar shook his head.. He'd no intention on going back under until his body had sufficiently replenished its oxygen and the sharding worrying beast knew it. Her climbed up to where Fiora was nestled on the blue and pulled her into his lap. Silently he began sharing with her what he'd seen below.

Don't mind my rider. He is a bit of a misanthrope. Do play some more, please? Courth asked Tannae, tilting his head to the side. He was satisfied that his rider was safe.. for now.. and had no qualms with enjoying a bit of music until he had to see to the stubborn man again.

[Simile]

Tannae frowned at Musica. "Musica, get over here this instant!" she cried to the Citrine, her voice cracking a little. The Citrine seemed frightened by the Blue's reaction and, even before her bonded yelled for her, turned and started streaking back towards Tannae, immediately hiding amongst the girl's long, blonde hair. Tannae sighed. The little Flitter was such a troublemaker sometimes... She was certain after she was done being frightened, she would be rather indignant.

Is yours alright? Fantaeziareth asked Courth, concern heavy in her mental voice. The pale pink dragoness looked towards Hers.

Tannae nodded and gave a small smile. "Certainly," she answered. She started to play again and, shortly after, started to sing. Fantasy soon joined in, a well practiced pair they were... And softly and a little ways into the song, Musica also joined in, another well practiced player in their little trio.

But... They were still missing one member of their group. Bassth. And, although L'tan didn't really participate, he was missing as well... But... Well...

Tannae continued the song with dragon and flitter, the tune winding on for a time.