Post by Invisible on Jun 17, 2008 14:36:57 GMT -8
Three turns ago
“But do you promise?” Genet asked with a noticeable, and desperate, whine in her voice.
“I promise. I do. I promise already. Now let me go.” G’tet tugged at the arm his sister had latched onto before he could climb about Kalpeth and go home. It was only his second visit home since he could do so and the first he hadn’t even got to see his twin. He hadn’t realized how bad things were for her until this visit when she’d listed off a dozen men being pushed at her for a husband and none of them younger than their father. “Don’t worry, Gen. As soon as I find a way I’ll get you out of here too. Just hang on, ok?”
“Ok. But hurry up? One more turn here and I will just die.” Genet sighed as her twin strapped himself onto his dragon. Kalpeth was funny. At least what G’tet shared. What did you promise? she asked her rider before launching them both a bit clumsily into the air. To bring her home was the answer and the picture of Telgar in his mind meant to convey home was taken as directive and with perhaps a bit less elevation than was wise the pair were back where they belonged.
Three turns later
“Come on, M’at. It’s just one little favor. I know you’re going there already.” G’tet wheedled with the older bluerider who was preparing to go out on search for Pelegaoth's clutch tomorrow. “Just bring her back with you. For me. For us?” The latter was added with a grin and a look at where Kalpeth and blue Torgoth ate close together. The fact that Kalpeth would not remember Torgoth tomorrow need not be mentioned. G’tet knew the blue had taken a fancy to the green and was not above using that to his advantage. If he could not sway the rider perhaps the dragon could be swayed. Just get him to convince M’at it’s a good idea.
What is a good idea? Kalpeth asked with her face buried in the belly of a downed herdbeast. That he should bring Genet back. My sister. You have a sister? G’tet bit back a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a laugh. Come on, beauty. Make Torgoth convince M’at to bring Genet here. You can meet my sister. It would be about time I got to the green decided and set to work as best she could on her assigned task. When not distracted by her meal.
“She deserves a shot as much as anyone else, but my family wouldn’t let me take her. But…if someone unrelated were to think she should stand…” G’tet let his words trail off hopefully as he looked at the bluerider again. “No harm no foul, fellow. I’m not saying don’t bring someone else Torgoth might like. I’m just asking you to bring one extra back with you.” With any luck Kalpeth was having better luck since judging by the expression on M’at’s face G’tet was getting nowhere.
It’s just a simple thing that I want. Surely if you just don’t tell him you did it this way it will matter? Kalpeth, called to task by her rider, looked over from her meal towards the blue she was supposed to be wooing. For…something. Well, G’tet would remind her. That’s why she picked him after all. To remind her of things. He was ever so good at remembering. I would be so grateful and would remember it always. We would be indebted to you. Infusing her words with warmth she felt the blue coming around to her way of thinking. Maybe he thought she would rise soon and this would give him an edge. Well, if he thought he was worth remembering he was silly, but she shared that thought only with her rider who was letting out a sigh. “If you’re going to be that way, M’at you can just come up with the five marks you owe me by the end of the seven. I thought we were friends after all and if we’re not…”
Shaking his head, G’tet straightened off the railing he’d been leaning on and headed off. In the pens Kalpeth nudged the remains of her feast towards Torgoth. For you. And more thanks later if you do as I ask. With a more graceful than usual leap she was in the air and heading to meet her rider.
One day after that
Torgoth was less than impressed with the choices at the small hold they had stopped at. None of them really caught his attention as he searched for the one. The image he’d gotten from Kalpeth via the green’s rider had been quite clear. But, it was still hard to tell them all apart. Finally, as M’at prepared to give up the hold as a wasted trip he caught sight of her. Yes, she was close enough to surely be right and he indicated to his rider which girl to pick. The hazel-eyed girl had given an annoying sounding squeal when chosen and talked non-stop back to the Weyr annoying dragon and rider alike.
After depositing Genet in the bowl where her brother greeted her with a hug and took her off himself Torgoth sought out Kalpeth’s mind before M’at took them away again to another hold. There. That was the right one. I will be back soon to visit.
The right one? What is right? Who are you? Kalpeth’s puzzled answer sent the searchrider off in a huff thanks to a suddenly dark-minded dragon. On the ledge to her weyr Kalpeth closed her eyes and resumed her nap.
“But do you promise?” Genet asked with a noticeable, and desperate, whine in her voice.
“I promise. I do. I promise already. Now let me go.” G’tet tugged at the arm his sister had latched onto before he could climb about Kalpeth and go home. It was only his second visit home since he could do so and the first he hadn’t even got to see his twin. He hadn’t realized how bad things were for her until this visit when she’d listed off a dozen men being pushed at her for a husband and none of them younger than their father. “Don’t worry, Gen. As soon as I find a way I’ll get you out of here too. Just hang on, ok?”
“Ok. But hurry up? One more turn here and I will just die.” Genet sighed as her twin strapped himself onto his dragon. Kalpeth was funny. At least what G’tet shared. What did you promise? she asked her rider before launching them both a bit clumsily into the air. To bring her home was the answer and the picture of Telgar in his mind meant to convey home was taken as directive and with perhaps a bit less elevation than was wise the pair were back where they belonged.
Three turns later
“Come on, M’at. It’s just one little favor. I know you’re going there already.” G’tet wheedled with the older bluerider who was preparing to go out on search for Pelegaoth's clutch tomorrow. “Just bring her back with you. For me. For us?” The latter was added with a grin and a look at where Kalpeth and blue Torgoth ate close together. The fact that Kalpeth would not remember Torgoth tomorrow need not be mentioned. G’tet knew the blue had taken a fancy to the green and was not above using that to his advantage. If he could not sway the rider perhaps the dragon could be swayed. Just get him to convince M’at it’s a good idea.
What is a good idea? Kalpeth asked with her face buried in the belly of a downed herdbeast. That he should bring Genet back. My sister. You have a sister? G’tet bit back a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a laugh. Come on, beauty. Make Torgoth convince M’at to bring Genet here. You can meet my sister. It would be about time I got to the green decided and set to work as best she could on her assigned task. When not distracted by her meal.
“She deserves a shot as much as anyone else, but my family wouldn’t let me take her. But…if someone unrelated were to think she should stand…” G’tet let his words trail off hopefully as he looked at the bluerider again. “No harm no foul, fellow. I’m not saying don’t bring someone else Torgoth might like. I’m just asking you to bring one extra back with you.” With any luck Kalpeth was having better luck since judging by the expression on M’at’s face G’tet was getting nowhere.
It’s just a simple thing that I want. Surely if you just don’t tell him you did it this way it will matter? Kalpeth, called to task by her rider, looked over from her meal towards the blue she was supposed to be wooing. For…something. Well, G’tet would remind her. That’s why she picked him after all. To remind her of things. He was ever so good at remembering. I would be so grateful and would remember it always. We would be indebted to you. Infusing her words with warmth she felt the blue coming around to her way of thinking. Maybe he thought she would rise soon and this would give him an edge. Well, if he thought he was worth remembering he was silly, but she shared that thought only with her rider who was letting out a sigh. “If you’re going to be that way, M’at you can just come up with the five marks you owe me by the end of the seven. I thought we were friends after all and if we’re not…”
Shaking his head, G’tet straightened off the railing he’d been leaning on and headed off. In the pens Kalpeth nudged the remains of her feast towards Torgoth. For you. And more thanks later if you do as I ask. With a more graceful than usual leap she was in the air and heading to meet her rider.
One day after that
Torgoth was less than impressed with the choices at the small hold they had stopped at. None of them really caught his attention as he searched for the one. The image he’d gotten from Kalpeth via the green’s rider had been quite clear. But, it was still hard to tell them all apart. Finally, as M’at prepared to give up the hold as a wasted trip he caught sight of her. Yes, she was close enough to surely be right and he indicated to his rider which girl to pick. The hazel-eyed girl had given an annoying sounding squeal when chosen and talked non-stop back to the Weyr annoying dragon and rider alike.
After depositing Genet in the bowl where her brother greeted her with a hug and took her off himself Torgoth sought out Kalpeth’s mind before M’at took them away again to another hold. There. That was the right one. I will be back soon to visit.
The right one? What is right? Who are you? Kalpeth’s puzzled answer sent the searchrider off in a huff thanks to a suddenly dark-minded dragon. On the ledge to her weyr Kalpeth closed her eyes and resumed her nap.