Post by Shoki on Jun 30, 2017 17:13:49 GMT -8
Though there was an air of tension, Delgeth enjoyed his visits to Rainbow Mists Weyr. No one looked at him funny, or if they did it was just with the look of one considering a stranger. It had almost no sting compared to the looks to which he was more accustomed.
While F’mil attended to the business which brought them there, he hailed the Queen and then settled to relax. Archith seemed a great Gold. Not as unpredictable as Permeliath, who was pleasant at her best, but terrible for his mental health at her worse. His own Weyrwoman’s Gold was, well, connected to the Weyrwoman. Annoying at the least. But Archith was quite nice. Well especially nice today. Delgeth watched her and remained in a good mood.
Until something clicked.
His mood flipped and he desperately pushed out the weyr, its mood, everything. He was mentally plugging his ears and saying ‘Lalalala’. Archith looked too nice. Too shiny.
“Delgeth?” F’mil had found his dragon lurking in the shadows and he had felt him block out everything. Well, excepting himself. Delgeth never did that.
[smear:c82009]Archith looks shiny.[/smear:ffffff] The silence lasted a heartbeat.
“Right then.” F’mil mounted immediately. “Get us out of here. Now.” F’mil commanded.
Delgeth didn’t have to be told twice.
The rest of the afternoon was spent with F’mil explaining why he and Delgeth should be allowed a vacation from their duties to RMW. Delgeth spent it hiding from dragonesses in general.
Flights were no good for the pair. They weren’t going to chance it.
While F’mil attended to the business which brought them there, he hailed the Queen and then settled to relax. Archith seemed a great Gold. Not as unpredictable as Permeliath, who was pleasant at her best, but terrible for his mental health at her worse. His own Weyrwoman’s Gold was, well, connected to the Weyrwoman. Annoying at the least. But Archith was quite nice. Well especially nice today. Delgeth watched her and remained in a good mood.
Until something clicked.
His mood flipped and he desperately pushed out the weyr, its mood, everything. He was mentally plugging his ears and saying ‘Lalalala’. Archith looked too nice. Too shiny.
“Delgeth?” F’mil had found his dragon lurking in the shadows and he had felt him block out everything. Well, excepting himself. Delgeth never did that.
[smear:c82009]Archith looks shiny.[/smear:ffffff] The silence lasted a heartbeat.
“Right then.” F’mil mounted immediately. “Get us out of here. Now.” F’mil commanded.
Delgeth didn’t have to be told twice.
The rest of the afternoon was spent with F’mil explaining why he and Delgeth should be allowed a vacation from their duties to RMW. Delgeth spent it hiding from dragonesses in general.
Flights were no good for the pair. They weren’t going to chance it.
