“Good practice.” Cyan started removing Zigbrieth’s straps and the Blue nodded.
Agreed. I believe we are getting better with our maneuvers. Cyanee grinned and continued her work, pausing to touch the bandage on her head. They said that she would need it for only a day or so, which was good. They hadn’t been happy that she hadn’t gone straight to them, but no harm had been done. She wasn’t sure how she looked to the wing though. She must look a sight at times, scars all down her arms, on her palm and now a bandage on her head. She chuckled to herself. Not like she went out looking for danger, it just seemed to come her way. Fortunately she had good friends and a big brother to help her out.
“So, what’s on the scheadule?”
Lunch. You forgot to eat before going to the healers. Fortunatly, I suspected that would be the case and planned for it. Now she did laugh.
Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on May 7, 2014 11:33:35 GMT -8
Another day, another practice. Yes, the drills could be fun, but it was still frequently the same old thing, over and over and over. Never anything to change it up, never anything to give it any real excitement. Fortunately, of course, this gave K’tar plenty of time for dealing with and noticing other things.
Viarth, do you know what happened to Cyanee?
You want me to ask?
No need. K’tar leaned back slightly, as Viarth settled to the ground. I’ll just ask her now.
“Hey, Cyanee!” he called, swinging his headgear off and sweeping his already sweaty hair back as he suited words to plan. “What happened to your head?”
Cyan looked up when she heard her name called, spying the Purple rider quickly. He looked like most of her fellow wingriders, sweaty and ready for a break. Quickly finished with Zigbrieth’s gear and let the Blue stretch.
“Hey K’tar. I kinda fell and hit my head. A bout of extreme clumsiness it would seem.” She laughed lightly and added quickly, “But I’m fine, just gotta wear this for a bit.” She seemed quite cheerful about the whole thing, after all, it didn’t hurt anymore. K’tar was a pretty direct guy though, since he had been the first one to ask her about it. Well, besides the healers, but when you were going in to be treated they had good reason to ask.
“No, I was walking and then,” Cyan motioned with her fingers that she flipped over, “bam. Like I said, I was impressively clumsy.” Cyan seemed to be a good sport about it, just going in stride with K’tar’s joking. “I’m just glad Kel was around, I was kinda out of it when I first hit my head and he really helped me out.” She beamed but let K’tar get to tending his dragon. Looks like Viarth was a touch impatient currently.
Hmm. Well I suppose I could attend but Mine must get some food.
“What are we talking about?”
Viarth and his are going swimming, they have invited us.
“I can grab some food and come with even if I don’t swim.” A very Cyan response. It was easy to go with the flow. Zigbrieth seemed to hesitate. Technically this was not going against his plans, but they were not exactly what he thought they would be either. However a moment later he nodded, just once.
That will be acceptable.
Cyan grinned, delighted and said. “Settled! I’ll go grab some food and meet you all there?”
Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on May 8, 2014 9:42:37 GMT -8
“Great! It’s a plan!” K’tar exclaimed, grinning. This was going to be so much fun! He shucked Viarth of straps in record time, wrapping them around each other so that he could clean them later.
Shaking his head, he waited for a second then took off running towards the beach, quite as if he’s just woken up and had all the energy in the world at his disposal.
“See ya soon!” he called over his shoulder, as Viarth, rumbling happily, sprang into the air and raced for the ocean, purple hide shining in the afternoon sun. He liked this afternoon practice, it made for great swims.
Cyan waved as K’tar bolted off, laughing quietly. She didn’t really want to keep him waiting, not when he seemed so excited, and trotted off to the kitchens to grab some food. As she moved she got struck with the same feeling she had in practice. It was a sort of soreness coming from her stomach, which certainly hadn’t been there yesterday. She didn’t think she had done anything to provoke it yesterday, after all, she had mostly taken it easy. It was a soreness, not a feeling one would get from having an upset stomach. Still, she wondered what had caused it.
The feeling was not enough to impede her and she certainly had bigger things in mind. So she continued to the kitchens to grab some food, and then quickly make her way to where K’tar was. Zigbrieth dutifully waited for her and they went together to get the fun started.