Logs:Alidas aren't for Cuddling
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| RL Date: 23 April, 2013 |
| Who: Alida, N'ky |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Log |
| What: N'ky comes across Alida. It seems their cuddling session was a one-off... |
| Where: Lake Shore |
| When: Day 3, Month 8, Turn 31 (Interval 10) |
| Weather: The weather today is very pleasant. A few clouds chase each other across the mostly clear skies, and a soft breeze picks up in the afternoon to make for a fine day. |
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| Lake Shore, High Reaches Weyr The rest of the bowl may be barren, grass barely surviving at best, but here by the lake, it's brilliantly green in the warmer months: thickening and thriving in the silty, boulder-dotted soil just before it transitions to soft sand and thence to the cool, clear water itself. A large freshwater lake fed by a low waterfall, it not only provides warm-weather bathing space for humans and dragons, but has one end fenced off as a watering hole for the livestock in the feeding grounds. The water there is often muddier than the rest of the clear lake, whose shallows drop off abruptly several yards out into deep water, and whose edge undulates against the coarse-hewn bowl wall: here close enough to just be bramble-covered rocks, there far enough away that a narrow land bridge divides the main lake from a smallish pond. Between are several rocky outcroppings that form excellent makeshift diving points, though only one -- across the bridge -- has a set of narrow, slippery, quite possibly tempting stairs. Looks like someone is grabbing some time in the early evening's summer sun...or someones. Ilicaeth is floating in lazy fashion upon the surface of the lake, his green eyes sporting the closure of his innermost 'lids as he occasionally dips his head below the surface to gaze around underwater. And his lifemate? *She's* splayed out upon her back on a beach towel - her head and back given to the lake and her blue - Alida wearing cut-offs and a raggedy, loose old shirt, plus flip-flops. Nearby, in the sand, an empty, large bottle of oil is propped up, along with a pail that holds a stiff-bristled scrub brush. Apparently someone just finished giving her dragon a good scrubbing, and now they're both relaxing. It would seem Cailluneth's come to like her dive-bombing technique, as that's precisely the method she uses to enter the lake, crashing down into it just far enough away from Ilicaeth to be safe. He'll know her intentions of playing straight off from the warm touch of mind to mind, as she swims under him, blowing bubbles to tickle him. When she comes up, she paddles towards him, neck outstretched and a raspy croon inviting him to play - or inviting herself to join him, if he doesn't want to do it her way. N'ky's not far behind her, padding along the shore from the direction that the green arrived in. He makes his way to Alida's side, pausing just beyond her reach - before stepping forward and sinking down beside her with his knees drawn up to his chest. "Hi." The blue seems in a more mellow mood than the last time they played in the lake, but he's still up for some fun! After her splash-down, Ilicaeth rumble-croons back to Cailluneth from a mouth that's only partially lifted above the surface, his eyes shimmering beneath clear waters. Hi, sister! And when she gets near enough after paddling towards him, 'caeth suddenly dives down into the depths of the lake, leaving only the disappearing tips of his tail to mock the chubby green into following him. Hide and seek! As for Alida, she takes Cai's appearance as a possible precursor to a N'ky sighting, the blonde shading her eyes and finally making out her fellow weyrling's approach. After he plops down beside her, the guard gives a long, lazy yawn, then notes in a subdued, still clipped alto, "Whazzup?" As if Cailluneth could resist that tail! She dives after it, happy to play however Ilicaeth wants. Her rider looks less eager, though he manages a smile for Alida. "Nothing much." He runs his fingers through his curls as he looks around them, checking to see if they're alone, perhaps, before he leans towards the bluerider, propping hismelf up on one arm and fixing her with a hopeful expression. "I-is this too open to ask for a cuddle? C-can I ask you that? Is that ok?" That hope carries through in his tone, along with a touch of need. Indeed; he knew it was bait to chubby, green 'sea-dragon!' Still wriggling and flicking his seemingly ever-in-motion tail, Ilicaeth propels himself all around beneath the water with strong limbs, his wings tucked in close to his sides as he speeds up to keep the chase 'hot.' Meanwhile, Alida decides to take her clutchsib at his word, not inquiring anything further of N'ky...until he asks her *that*. A quick little loft of brows trails into a faint scowl, the blonde turning her head over so she can peer intensely at the greenie for a moment before muttering softly, "I ain't the cuddlin' type." And she's not really the consoling type, either, but... Siiigh. "Just tell me what happened." Grump. "I know you're n-not, but, um, a-after we... I th-thought maybe..." N'ky shrugs, shaking his head to dismiss it; it doesn't matter all that much. "N-never mind. I-if it makes you uncomfortable, I w-won't ask again." He has a weak, crooked smile for her, then resumes his position with his arms curled around his knees. "H-how's Ilicaeth doing? I know Cailluneth l-likes to, um, p-play with him, like how they've been, um, playing." It's a shameless diversion topic! No, she's not comfortable with casual closeness, and the way Alida's face pinches up a little when N'ky mentions their previous hug session likely proves it. She doesn't say anything about the whole PDF subject, instead seizing on the diversion for a moment by answering, "He's spiffy." Beat. "Now... *out* with it." Greens peers directly into browns, the guard waiting for the greenie's answer. She will *not* be diverted, apparently. N'ky shakes his head, leaning forward to rest his chin on his knees so he can look out to where the water is churned up by their dragons' antics. "It's nothing. I just f-felt like having a hug, is all... a-and you were nice to, um, c-cuddle with." He looks sideways at Alida, shifting chin on knee to chin in hand, with his elbow propped up where there former was. "And I, er, d-don't think there's anyone else who would, um... s-step in. Y'know. For cuddles." She hears him out, Alida keeping her eyes affixed to N'ky to gauge his responses, the sounds of their frolicing dragons out in the lake - the light dip into Ilicaeth's happy mind to share his emotions - keeping the guard from becoming irritated with the greenrider's obfuscation. And so, when she answers the other weyrling again, it's with a level, low tone of voice that remains firm. "Nicky, y'don't usually approach people fer hugs when yer feelin' okay... at least not from what *I've* observed." A significant pause presages, "I ain't gonna eatcha', so just tell me what's up. Ya' approached me, after all." "We c-cuddled when I was feeling alright... s-sometimes it's just nice to... y'know. Be close to someone." But then N'ky looks at Alida, and realises that, well, it's Alida - and the little twitch of his features suggests he realises she might not share his opinion of that. "I'm just feeling a bit blue. Too much... t-too much to do." Like all of the remedial classes that he's failing worse than ever. " That's how N'ky feels, but Alida... Well, she doesn't say anything of her own personality or expectations, the guard actually taking the time and effort to honestly *listen* to someone speaking of things other than combat, guarding, planning, pain. She too is trying to open up her vistas some. "Too much... So...yer feelin' kinda...overwhelmed with weyrling stuff?" A psychologist she is *not*. "Try everything-stuff." N'ky frowns, knotting his fingers into his hair. "I've g-got a best friend who I don't e-even know is my best friend any more, I've m-made plans to t-take someone s-somewhere, um, p-private when we can go between and I'm c-confused by them, I'm... I-I'm t-trying not to feel something f-for s-someone I care a lot for because... b-because I don't think I should feel that for her yet, a-and... and I... I-I..." He drops his forehead down to his knees, curling his arms over to hide himself. The next words are muffled; "I just want to g-get laid." The solution to everything! Well then, it finally comes out...in a flood. And Alida's more used to remaining silent or just walking away from emotional outbursts, the woman's inner agitation seen in how she fidgits around on her beach towel...until she finally has to sit up. Oh great; and now N'ky's talking about actual sex, which makes Alida squirm inside some. She's hold-bred, after all, and this doesn't come naturally to her, no matter what she might say. Silence reigns for some long seconds, and when the blonde finally finds her tongue, it isn't a smooth or pretty sight/sound. "Uh...I think yer gettin' way ahead uv' yerself. Live in the *now*, right now. Like Cai does." Fumble, fidgit. "Ya feel the way ya' feel; y'just gotta deal with it. Ask Cailluneth fer help. She's steady, right?" Wait, didn't he say something about a best friend? Yes! Something safer! "Y'mean Waki." Fact. Quickly enough, her guard's mind is scrabbling over the options of what might be going on between the two 'lings, and 'lida pops off with a low, "What's gone wrong b'tween y'two?" N'ky is Hold-bred too, which is why he's hiding away in absolute embarrassment for actually saying something like that out loud. "I m-mean K'zin." Yes, the bronzerider is a far safer subject, though the greenrider doesn't look up from his self-made 'hiding' spot. "Waki was my b-best friend." And there's apparently a difference between pre- and post-Rasavyth. There's a long pause of silence, at the end of which N'ky lifts his head, shaking it. "F-forget it. I... I d-don't want to... j-just forget it." He gets to his feet, dusting off his butt. "S-see you later, 'Lida." Cailluneth halts her playing abruptly, raising her head to look to the shore where her weyrling is. The rainbow fun of her mind clears to cool silvery moonlight - a sign that playtime is over. With a last gentle nudge of her muzzle against Ilicaeth she paddles to the shore, meeting N'ky as he leaves Alida's side to continue on the path he was on, along the lake shore. She might be curling in on herself if she was in N'ky's boots, too...and Alida only speaks when it's vital to respond to the greenie. "Waki was yer best friend, but this new K'zin..." Yeah, she can understand, in her own fashion, and the small twist of lips on the bluie's face subtly says so. And then the over-wrought teen is moving away, which incites the guard to call out, "Ain't gonna ferget it. Just sid'dowm 'n tell me..." Ach! He's escaping! And Alida's fast flail out to grab at the departing weyrling meets with air instead of shirt, the miss making her flail around to avoid keeling over into the sand. "*Damnit*" is let off in frustration, even as man and green exit, stage left. A soft croon is Ilicaeth's farewell to his sister, the blue then communicating with his lifemate to keep her from following N'ky. She's not doing much good for him, anyway...though 'lida does look after the steadily shrinking form of the tall teen with something like apprehension. |
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Comments on "Logs:Alidas aren't for Cuddling"Azaylia (Dragonshy (talk)) left a comment on Tue, 23 Apr 2013 06:01:23 GMT.
Aw! At least Alida was trying, not that it did much good. N'ky's havin' a rough time, by the looks of it.
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