Haven't Slept in Days (open!)

[Shoki]

76.02.17
Late Afternoon

B’ow was surrounded with papers. In a radius around him were books, largely those related to the study of dragons. The papers were his notes, along with a notebook which was not entirely his.

I was thinking something less durable. Not all Lifewings have sharp claws.

But Dragons do. Less durable wouldn’t necessarily be good.

Oh, but if it’s one use anyway, the cost being low in both creation time and mark cost would be good. Even more so because it would mostly benefit riderless Lifewings.

B’ow didn’t respond right away, he just flipped through the notebook and jotted down a quick note. Okay, not high grade leather.

Alright! Now how is your stuff coming along? Hailreth looked at the tubes of dark liquid that were in their barrack, uncovered at the moment for the dragon’s benefit. B’ow looked up from his work for a moment before going back to reading a passage about the relationship between the minds of a rider and their dragon.

I had to throw some of it out, the strong odor won’t work with what I need from it. That and I wouldn’t want anyone to complain. A few are promising. I think the first one is a bit too black though. He wrote down a note on one of his papers, he was getting close to getting everything he needed for his paper, though of course it was not quite enough for him.

I don’t get it, black is stealthy, right?

It is, but darkblue is a lot better for stealth. Black actually stands out too much in the dark.

Huh. B’ow looked up at the neon Purple and smiled a bit. He could see Hailreth’s mind registering and noting the information for later use. Okay, so that’s good for now, let’s go out into the Bowl.

I want to get started on this paper.

Come on! That will take you no time at all. Besides, its daylight now, and we’ll have plenty of time after it gets dark. B’ow looked up at his dragon, who was getting ready to use some of his (considerable) energy into pestering him. He mentally debated his options before turning his eyes on his notes and organizing them into a neat pile. Hailreth cheered up immediately and headed to the Bowl ahead of B’ow, who was now going to get there.

“Come here, Kit.” The Pink firelizard peered at the boy from her perch and strutted over, across his bed. B’ow picked her up, and put her on his shoulder, where she clung and crooned softly. Feline Pink that she was. He gave her a pat and headed out into the Bowl, where his excited Purple was waiting.

The sky, as always was still full of a hazy amber color, and every time B’ow went back inside he had to clean the little white bits of ash out of his hair. He was reminded that things were better, at least compared to how they could have been. The fires were under control, which was all to the good. However the entire thing made him want to grind his teeth. There were more than a few people commenting on a curse and he didn’t have enough information. He had to have enough, at least enough to force them to think! The moment he could do that, that was all he would need. Since after that moment, it was no longer superstition they would be clinging to. Even if their logic was faulty, it would be logic, which was what heed needed. People at this stage were just inclined to panic without thought, and that was what he hated most of all about this whole thing.

He went to the side of the bowl, breathing out as he sat down. It wasn’t obvious, but he hadn’t slept in two days. So many things to do, so little time. That and Hailreth didn’t ever seem to sleep. If he did, it was even less then B’ow himself. Crazy insomniacs that they were. He watched as Hailreth stretched out his wings and looked around for some folks to talk with. He was out and about and he was going to enjoy it!

[Breeze]

K'ton, we should go outside! The cheery chirp broke into K'ton's mind from where he was laying with his eyes closed, trying to take a nap. K'ton! The voice seemed to be insistent on rousing him from attempting to rest at all. I know that you are sore and mopey because you had to do those pull ups, but I want to go outside. Moping isn't going to get you anywhere, and it certainly isn't going to make us any friends. No one wants to be around a moper. 

"For the last time Bryath, I am not moping!" K'ton exclaimed, sitting up in his bed, rubbing his shoulder in irritation, glancing at the roughly two month old dragon sitting on the end of the bed. "I am resting. I don't understand why you want to go outside so badly, you always complain about the ash on your hide after we come back in, and then I oil it to perfection, and then you want to go out again, and then-"

If you do not want to go outside that is fine, I will simply go by myself. Bryath curtly responded, holding her head high, before turning away, hurt evident in her voice. 

"Bryath, I didn't mean it like that." K'ton groaned, moving to stand and pull on clothes, "We'll go outside, just give me a minute.

Don't wear that shirt, it makes you look like a sun-crazed wherry, the mirth had entered into Bryath's tone again as she focused her attention back on her rider. That was how, moments later, he found himself in the bowl moments later with the tan pants and longer sleeves green shirt that Bryath had finally approved of. He was outside, and he didn't want to be, but Bryath was no longer nagging him and at least that was a relief. Look at that! Such a bright color! I am going to go say hello! Bryath cheered, before immediately darting towards the neon purple that was stretching his wings out in the bowl.

With Bryath occupied by the dragon, K'ton made his way to the side of the bowl, contemplating the idea of simply trying to nap. He closed his eyes briefly, although he opened them again, it was far to hot with the long sleeve on to even attempt to sleep at all. He wrinkled his nose, sliding down the wall to sit, crossing his arms and fixing his hazel green gaze on Bryath instead.

Hello! I am Bryath! She cheered as she approached the other dragon, a bounce in her step. You have a wonderful hide color, it's so bright!

[Shoki]

Hailreth turned his head as another, younger purple came up to him with a bounce in her step. She had enthusiasm he could certainly get behind. Most purples did, even if he didn’t mind sitting still, enthusiasm was still something. So as Byrath addressed him, he looked enthusiastic as well.

Good afternoon Bryath! I am Hailreth. He gave a brief look around. B’ow was here, but he couldn’t spot him. This was not a new thing. His attention returned to Bryath quickly since he couldn’t spy his rider. Oh, thank you very much! I don’t think I’ve ever had any one complement my hide before. He looked pleased before adding with honest enthusiasm, Your hide is very lovely as well! It’s like… I’m not sure if I can say it right, but like that refined, get in trouble drink.

Wine, is the word you are looking for. B’ow gave the pale pink a scratch as he melted into the background. It was sunny, so he could enjoy that, he supposed.

Wine! Yes, that. Hailreth looked pleased as punch. Would you like to go and do something? Perhaps a walk to the beach or something?

B’ow watched the purples form a distance. Idly, he wondered if anything could ever deflate Hailreth. Not that he wanted that. He loved the neon Purple, and they kept their minds impressively close. They conversed almost constantly, and only when B’ow finally nodded off did Hailreth have a moment to himself. He rather wondered what Hailreth did when he was alone. Kit, having no interest in the proceedings, was now attempting to nap. B’ow raised and eye brow when he realized this and then gave her a wry smile. Such interesting company he kept. He liked that.

[Breeze]

A happy green swirled through Bryath's eyes at the compliment, as she let out a slight hum of appreciation. She wasn't entirely sure what wine was, but she would be sure to make K'ton explain once the went back inside. I have not been to the beach yet, so I would greatly enjoy walking there with you! She glanced back in the direction K'ton had been. I should probably ask my K'ton to come with us, if I leave him alone he'll just sleep. The sentence was a mixture of scoffing and mischief. There were a great many things that could be done to cheer her grumpy mine up if they went to the beach.

"Bryath, I do not need to go with," K'ton grumbled, projecting the thought as well, ducking his head beneath his arms. While a trip to the beach would be great under other circumstances, it had certainly been a long time since he had gone anywhere near the ocean, he didn't quite feel up to dealing with two purples at the moment. He wanted to be a grump, and by the egg he was going to be a grump! If he went, Bryath would undoubtedly try and convince the neon dragon to bring his rider along in order for K'ton to, as she put it 'meet other people so he can have friends besides her', and frankly he didn't feel like putting on his personality that was acceptable for other people.

He is being a complete grouch. Bryath declared, holding her head high. If you will excuse me Hailreth, I will be right back, and then we can go to the beach! She bounded off cheerfully, heading straight for the sitting K'ton. Get up! We are going to the beach! She nudged him in the shoulder, nudging again as he didn't respond. This was no good, he was embarrassing her in front of her newly made friend. K'ton, get up right this instant, or I will sleep in your bed tonight and cause your legs to fall asleep!

"Oh no, not my legs," K'ton grumbled, although he stood as he was nudged again, "All right, all right, I'm up. You can go back over to the other dragon now." He brushed his pants off, staring at Bryath as she straightened primly again. 

His name is Hailreth, and his hide is very beautiful, you would do best to remember that, now cheer up, I won't have you being as grumpy as a watchwher is ugly on this outing.She chided, before starting serenely back over to Hailreth, giving up after a moment and resuming her previously bouncy walk. K'ton is coming now, lead the way to the beach!