Growing Up Fast

Writers: Len, Paula
Date Posted: 25th August 2011

Characters: G'nir, G'wen
Description: Neath and Nirreth decide to flirt, much to their riders' horror!
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 3, day 10 of Turn 6

G'nir

G'wen almost had the last spot on Neath shoulder oiled when the large
green decided to open her wings and arch her neck, effectively
knocking her lifemate to one side. **Hey! What gives?**

}:It's Nirreth, he's just landed.:{

The sun was shinning behind her, showing off the deep yellow/orange
undertone to her otherwise pine green hide. The same odd colour
lightened along the edges of her wingsails and, in this lightening,
made them look almost translucent and delicate, not a word that could
be normally used to describe the senior weyrling.

She was growing up fast, the lad noted with a ridiculous surge of dread.

}: Well, hello Neanth. You're getting lovelier and lovelier every
day,:{ The bronze gave the young green a flirty greeting.

}:You think so?:{ For a moment the dark green forgot her haughty ways
and batted her eyes at the lead bronze.

}: Yes, I like your colour. :{ Nirreth replied.

Neath crooned and preened at that, acting like a teen turner who had
just been told by a bronze rider she was pretty. Beside her, G'wen
wanted the ground to open up and swallow him whole. He had been half
convincing himself that the first Flight would be okay, she just might
pick a blue, but now? If Nirreth decided to Fly her, he was a goner.
Not for the first time he cursed Hanni and T'bel for cutting his hair
so short. Now would have been a good time to hide under the mass of
how it used to be. Shyly he peered around her to his Weyrleader.

G'nir just wanted to cover his eyes with his hand. ** Cut it off,
she's too young!** he asked. Not to mention having a male rider, which
G'nir did not like at all. He couldn't prevent Nirreth chasing them
and he couldn't help if he occasionally woke up with wrong-gendered
partners, but shardit, he was never going to like it!

The look on the Weyrleader's face said it all, to G'wen. Giving the
man an apologetic shrug of the shoulders, he tried to nudge Neath
away, but she was having none of it. }:Why? He thinks I'm pretty!:{
She curled her neck coyly at the bronze.

}: She's growing up fast, :{ Nirreth said, still admiring the green.
He adjusted his own wings and buffed out his chest to look larger.

}:You_are_so handsome!:{ Neath was besotted and reached up to touch
noses with him.

"I'm sorry, Sir." G'wen hunched his shoulders and stared hard at the floor.

"Well, it really can't be prevented," G'nir said with resigned sigh.

"No, I guess not." He tried to imagine what it'd be like to wake up
next to the Weyrleader and looked up at Neath miserably.

The weyrleader's thoughts were following similar tracks and he shuddered.

"Erm...?" What exactly did you talk to your Weyrleader about whilst
your dragons flirted with one another? And whilst your face was going
more and more red.

G'nir had similar problems, but without the blushing-part. What did
you talk with a weyrling-greenrider? "So, how's your training going?"
he asked, like he didn't receive monthly reports of their progress.

"I...uh...we're good." G'wen bumbled out. "I...erm...I mean, we're
trying to help a friend, y'know, keep an eye on her and all. That girl
that died, Rama, she was her best friend."

"Ah, yes, that was most unfortunate incident," G'nir said.

"Yeah..it was." Looking at anything but G'nir, he blurted out, "nice
day, eh?" **Oh please Neath, can we go now?**

}:Why? He thinks I'm pretty!:{ The large green nuzzled noses with
the bronze, oblivious to her rider's discomfort.

"Mmh, yes," G'nir agreed and gave Nirreth a stern glance. Which the
bronze happily ignored, being more enamoured with the young green.

}:I should be Rising soon, will you give chase?:{ the green coyly asked.

}: I won't miss it, :{ Nirreth promised.
"Oh, for Faranth's sake, Nirreth!" G'nir actually rolled his eyes. "I
have work to do."

G'wen quelled under that. **Neath, come on! We're pissing off the
Weyrleader, for Faranth's sake!**

** You follow up when you're done flirting with her,** G'nir told
Nirreth and strode off without further word to G'wen.

G'wen breathed a sigh of relief when the man just up and left. Giving
Neath a pat, he told her, **go and flirt all you want, I'm getting a
quick cup of klah.** He could also go over the flight charts as he
was due up again as group leader. Giving them both a pat, he strolled
off, his mind on flight chats.

Last updated on the August 26th 2011

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