New Beginnings - Graduation & Turnover [E]

[Simile]

Of course she was looking for one person in particular... a certain graduated Weyrling pair by name of K'tar and Viarth. Chantrea rarely went a day where she could see him without seeing him... but getting swallowed by a crowd was also something she was really used to. She kept feeling like she was getting close, then losing him. When she did spot him again, however, it was in the directio nof the dancing. She pushed through the crowd, her pale gray and yellow gown - colored to match the colros of her moonlight draogoness - was a bit of a hindarence, the hem reaching the floor, trimmed in pale yellow. The sleeves were bell like and cream colored from the elbow down while the fabric twisted into gray up her arms. She had paid a pretty penny to have this made - it'd taken a lot of work to earn the marks. But she wanted to show it off for both her dragoness.... and for K'tar.

"K'tar!" She called, stumbling forward towards him with a grin. "Congratulations!" She reached out taking his hands. She ignored the others for the moment, focused on the purple Weyrling as she smiled at him, only then noticing Valhauth's clutchmate and her rider - or at least... taking notice of them. "Hello Rekkora, Sunvoiath. And D'ziel! Congratulations!" she said with a grin to him, wondering where his brother was at the moment. He was also in her in class, wasn't he? She turned back to K'tar. "I hope you were planning to dance with me tonight," she said wit ha grin, shamelessly flirting with him. It was not a secret in the least that the two of them were basically together. Of course, they were trying to obey the rules for the good of their dragons. That was a very important thing to keep in mind.

{Viarth-FriendMine. Will you come visit with me tonight? I am watching all the funny ones down below. The little cousins are with me. Would you like to join us, Sunvoiath? Hocteth?} the Moonlight dragoness didn't see why they shouldn't. She was a rather justice oriented, intelligent little thing. She wasn't sure about the Abyss sister, but whatever would be simply would be...

[Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro)]

No sooner had K’tar reached the dance floor than he’d been hailed from someone, and turning to face the call, found himself looking right at Chantrea. A truly gorgeous version of Chantrea in fact, with a dress that matched her dragon’s colors exactly. Despite all the training he had received about proper behavior in social situations, it was, in that moment, as if none existed but the woman in front of him.

Where did she find that? he wondered, staring at the sight before him in appreciative awe.

“Chan!” he called back, beaming as he caught her hands even as she caught his. “Thank you,” he added, in automatic response to her congratulations.

“Of course I’m planning on dancing with you,” K’tar grinned back. He was a rider now and… Chan was still a Weyrling. Great. Nearly a whole Turn before they could really be together. He suppressed a sigh. Somehow, he’d imagined graduation would fix things, not make them harder.

Of course I would like to. Viarth replied. He didn’t even wait, just started heading straight for Valhauth. He liked hanging out with Valhauth, and K’tarHis liked that fact, for some reason which Viarth had yet to figure out.

[Cait]

Sunvoiath turned her head to look at the purple, Viarth. Rekkora had said that it was this dragon that brought her to Rainbow Mist Weyr and for that, the young Abyss was quite grateful. Plus he was praising her which endeared him further. Rumbling softly, Sunvoiath tilted her head slightly as the purple did something strange with his mouth then chose to ignore the gesture as she didn't quite understand it. Thank you, Viarth. It was rather...interesting...peculiar...amusing? Humans do strange things.

Turning her attention to the Moonlight she coiled her tail about herself and shuffled her wings, the gold markings catching the light as she maneuvered herself so that she was slightly apart from the two, a subtle gesture to insure that she wasn't overshadowed by them; though she was easy enough to spot from just about anywhere since the day of her hatching. The infamous Abyss hatchling of Rainbow Mist Weyr. Hello Hocteth, I am well. She looked the Moonlight over and remembered that Rekkora had told her that her sister had Impressed a female Moonlight back North in that frozen weyr.

As Sunvoiath settled herself amongst the dragons, Rekkora did the same amongst their riders, friendly and congenial and quite content to have two young men paying attention to her. And she was being asked to dance; certainly a wonderful celebration. With a bright smile she reached up to finger the torc about her neck and nodded. "I would love to dance, might I get a promise for a dance from each of you fine men on your graduation day?"

Naturally she didn't expect them to decline though when a familiar voice sounded after they'd neared the dance floor she spun around with a smile just as bright as any she'd given the boys. "Irai!" Sunvoiath rumbled softly and shifted slightly so that she might keep a better eye on her rider as there really wasn't much room for them to follow along. This old one, though, was a friend of Rekkora. The Abyss had been told about how the woman had given her the beautiful knife that reflected the colors of her hide. She acted as family to her rider as her girl had none this far South. "It is good to see you, Sunvaoiath and I are wonderful! Please, come and meet my friends. This is K'tar and D'ziel."

She introduced the boys in turn and was startled when a girl in a soft gray gown with yellow accents approached, shouting and stumbling. The gown wasn't nearly as stunning as her own and the girl couldn't seem to walk in it but it was close enough to her own that Rekkora's smile faltered for a moment though it quickly settled back into place as the girl; it was Chantrea from the same weyrling class of which she was a part. "Hello Chantrea." Her voice wasn't nearly as light as it had been before and Sunvoiath, picking up on the minor annoyance from her rider simply stared at the girl that had greeted her. She didn't have long to dwell on her rider's annoyance as Valhauth spoke. Eyes whirling lazily, she contemplated whether or not to go along.

Go ahead love, I'm not going anywhere. I am owed dances, after all.

Valhauth's rider has annoyed you.[/color]

It's nothing, love. Go have fun and if you miss me you can always come back and make another lady faint.

Sunvoiath rumbled with amusement and then turned to follow after Viarth, hurrying to catch up and pull just a bit ahead of him. She might still be smaller and she might find him to be good company but she wanted to be in the lead. Also, she enjoyed the way people scurried out of the way before her. It made her feel like she was all grown up; she didn't quite understand the stigma of her coloring though she was beginning to through Rekkora. Dragons just weren't biased like that, nor did they have the memory of the previous Abyss lingering in their minds as the humans did; put there by harpers and elders alike.