[past] 10.5.12/1:30 am/Personal Weyrs (Shoki)

[Simile]

Zareal turned over, opening her bright blue eyes slowly. It was still dark, but she felt restless. As she often did at night. She slowly sat up, running a hand through her hair. she looked around, feeling a little disoriented. Something was different, most definitely. She looked, first, towards the end of the bed. Lyonan was curled up, sleeping there. She turned towards the dragons' weyr. She smiled slightly. She closed her eyes, remembering that first moment when T'ler approached her and took her hand... And the kiss. She looked towards where she presumed him to be. She couldn't disguise the fact that... she really wanted this to work. She really wanted the two of them, herself and T'ler to remain together as weyrmates... But, despite the fact that she knew him, she wondered if he would feel the same or if she even knew him well enough. They both were rather withdrawn people...

Zareal closed her eyes and hummed softly, pushing away any worry or fear for the moment. She felt Lyonan crawl over to her and up her body to her shoulder. He crooned softly. She couldn't help her smile and small giggle as the flitter rubbed his brown head against her neck, tickling her. She never told anyone - but her neck was very ticklish right around the chin...

Zareal covered her mouth to keep from laughing again then reached out a hand towards T'ler, gently place her fingertips where she assumed his shoulder was. She wanted to know if he was really still there. She felt a little bit... strange, but she kept thinking about what would happen tomorrow and the following days.

[Shoki]

It was late. That much was pretty obvious. T’ler was somewhere in between asleep and awake, so he was not thinking clearly. It was that strange time when he could tell that not everything he was thinking about had happened but he did not quite know what. It was a sort of comfortable confusion, something that did not last long for him. He heard some muffled giggling, but he did not open his eyes yet. Was that part of this pseudo-dream? It sounded a bit more solid then the rest of his thoughts. Fingers gently brushed his shoulder and the dreamy quality to his thoughts slipped away, quickly forgotten. The arm opposite the shoulder Zareal had touched moved slowly, until his hand rested where her fingers were, if they were still there. He opened his eyes slowly and looked around. He was tired, but conscious. He turned his head so he could see Zareal and smiled, still looking sleepy. “Hey.” His voice was soft, like he didn’t want to wake someone up. He was still not fully awake in his head.

[Simile]

Zareal blinked. She hadn't wanted to wake him up. "Hey, T'ler," she whispered softly, bending down towards him and gently kissing him on the cheek tenderly. "I didn't mean to wake you... I'm sorry." Zareal bit her lip nervously, sitting up again. She was quiet for a moment. "How was your sleep...?" She asked, again in a whisper, as though she was going to wake someone if she were to speak any louder. Zareal still had one hand on her shoulder and her other hand went slowly to brush his hair from his face, the gesture tender and loving.

[Shoki]

T’ler looked more pleased when Zareal gave him a kiss. This was not a bad way to wake up. “I was waking up anyway. I’m just glad you are up already.” He had a hard time getting back to sleep if he woke up in the middle of the night. At least this way he had company. He was starting to think more, showing he was going to be awake fully for a while. “It was good. Have you been up long?” He watched Zareal move a bit of his hair out of his eyes and he felt oddly self conscious. It was weird, and kinda made him nervous. At the same time he was content. He was not going to be able to think about this properly at this hour, but it did not stop him from trying to think about it. His fingers reached for the hand on his shoulder, to give it a gentle squeeze. It was nice, having someone whose hand he could hold at this hour. He still felt nervous though.

[Simile]

Zareal felt her cheeks warm as blood rushed to them. It was so nice having this... Having someone to wake up and know that they were there. She felt, at once, both safe, and nervous.
She slid her hand along the side of T'ler's face to his chin, smiling at him. It was still dark and somewhat hard to see, but that was okay, she thought, at least.


"I'm glad to hear it," she said smiling. "Not that long. Just a short time... I usually wake up at odd hours of the night," she said, her words accompanied by somewhat nervous, breathy laughter.

From the dragon's weyr, Ruanith shifted, waking at the conflicted feelings from her Rider. Mine?

Ruanith's question and awakening made Zareal blush even further and she truly hoped that T'ler couldn't see it in the dark. I'm okay, Love, she told her dragoness reassuringly. Ruanith didn't seem overly convinces at first. I promise, Ruanith... It's something complicated, but I am okay. Go back to sleep, Love. Ruanith was satisfied, though not overly so, and went back to sleep.

Zareal slowly pulled away from T'ler and stretched. She felt the need to stand, but she didn't move to quite yet. It seemed, however, that Zareal's stretching was the sign for Lyonan to pop up and excitedly fly about the room. This meant food in his little world.

[Shoki]

Her hand that slid down his face made T’ler a little more self conscious. His face was turning a neat shade of red, something he was prone to more then the average guy. As much as he really loved this, it felt awkward and nerve racking. As often as he had listened to other people fret about this sort of thing, he really had not expected to feel like he was a fool without a clue when stuck in the same situation.

T’ler was thinking about this when Zareal sat up more, making him wonder what was up. She was just stretching. He reached out toward her and ran his fingers through her hair. The firelizard demanded her attention but he was hoping that she stayed a little longer. Feeling her hair run through his fingers reassured him that she was there, that she was not gone. It was a weird feeling, afraid of her leaving. He wasn’t a little kid, he wasn’t afraid of the dark. Still, he did not want to be alone in the dark though. He was so reoccupied he did not have time for his usual envy of having a flitter around.

[Simile]

Zareal blinked, surprised as he ran his fingers through her hair. She felt her heart skip a beat. She felt her cheeks turn a bright shade of red. She wasn't completely certain of what to do, really. She knew many people worried about this kind of thing... And she had known when Ruanith had shown signs of Flight that she probably would too.

Zareal looked towards Lyonan for a moment, willing him to hush, though he didn't... Then turned back to T'ler, smiling softly at him, her eyes studying his face. What did he feel, she wondered. She wondered... What he was thinking. She closed her eyes, just thinking and trying not to let her self conscious feelings keep her from the thought that she really did enjoy this... The feeling of being close to someone. Like she and her dragoness had more than one someone in the world now... She wondered... If it would last, once more. Should she really be putting so much thought and feeling into this...? Was she going to get hurt...? She really wondered for the moment. But... She hoped not. She hoped... She really hoped... That... this would last... that they would grow closer... But she still felt nervous, even awkward at that moment. If they did stay together... Would that go away?