Log
of Sasha and Branwyth's Weyr Warming Party
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Well if all
goes to plan and my connection behaves itself, its party time from 2pm Moo,
tonight! Monday 5th March! (but you probably knew that!) I really hope lots of
people can come. The ledge is a little on the small side but draggies are
welcome if they sit close together, and if you don't have a draggie, then
butter up someone who does to carry you up to our pad of watery pleasure!
Give you a
clue? Yes, just fly above the lake and then type (BRA). There will be loads of
food and wine and hopefully a game or two if we get ourselves organised in
time. And if you can't fly? Bribe a rider...thats what cookies were invented
for.
See you
there...Sasha and Branwyth :)
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Sasha's Weyr
On first
glimpse of the interior, you could be mistaken for thinking you had entered a
chamber of stars - for the walls of the great open cavern where Branwyth sleeps
is decorated with a multitude of twinkling glows, mimicking the dance of the
constellations, and creating soothing dappled light everywhere. To your right,
your first hear and then catch sight of the warm bubbling water, in a deep rocky
pool, glowing with an eerie submerged phosphorescence, just deep and wide
enough for a couple of dragons to bathe in. Hooks on the wall nearby hold large
soft towels for any human tempted in for a dip. Around the large cavern there
are an odd assortment of chairs and cushions, begged borrowed or stolen to
accomodate partygoers. there is a large table agains one wall laden with
delicious baker fare, meatrolls, cream puffs, cookies - plenty to keep the
guests happy, as well as several full wine skins and a selection of fruit
juices for those who intend not to imbibe alcohol. To your left, you view a
heavy curtain of moss green velvet, tied back, revealing a much smaller
recessed cave. Here the walls are draped generously with warm tapestries and
intricately patterned hangings which follow the general colour scheme of
richest Benden wine burgundies, and greens reminiscent of the softest mistiest
moss. A couple of old easy chairs and a comfy couch are brightened by richly
patterned batik throws, and are arranged around a low wooden table. In one
corner, a bed luxurious in its spaciousness boasts an exquisitely embroidered
burgundy quilt made of the softest down, with a striking green dragon appliqued
with care onto its cover. A plentitude of homely scatter cushions and soft
white pillows make this cosy corner even more welcoming.
It is an autumn midmorning. The sun creeps its way up the eastern sky,
the wind blowing it's coldness from the north.
Clouds advancing above you, cold, not threatening.
On the
perch are Ganache and Celta.
Sasha
thinks to Branwyth, >>Do you think this dress looks alright, Bran? I
wondered if it was a bit too much...<<
Branwyth
thinks to you, << I like it very much, the.. satin..? matches my hide
quite nicely. And I don't think it is too
much. You are beautiful, and others
should know that too. >>
You think
to Branwyth, >> Thankyou Bran...I needed your vote of confidence!
<<
Branwyth
thinks to you, << That is what I am here for... Hold your shoulders back, though. If your dress is cut low, you should show that off, right?
>>
Sasha
raises an eyebrow and grins at Bran!
Branwyth
hums quietly to herself in a slightly ingenuous manner, and tilts her head to
the side, eyeing the trays of goodies.
Branwyth
thinks to you, << If only they made sweetsticks for dragons... >>
Sasha
chuckles as she uncovers some of the dishes that she has gleaned from the
bakers earlier.
Branwyth thinks
to you, << Do you suppose the Bakers would make some, if you asked? Like how Chanticoth got his quilt? >>
Sasha puts
out some more of the chairs that she has borrowed, and putting her head on one
side eyes Branwyth with a thoughtful stare. "You know thats a very good
idea?"
Elfin is
the only word that can describe this young woman. Her tousled hair, once short
and boyish has been allowed to grow until it cascades in long curly layers, as
dark as klah at midnight, (although now streaked with brilliant blue spotches
of dye), around and below her shoulders, Lashes as dark as her hair, are long
and accentuate startlingly large brown eyes, which are dance with fire and
mischief. Standing at a petite 5'3, her body is lithe and slim, with a tiny
waist and warmly tanned skin. She is as agile as a cat and her limbs are taut
and strong. Her once untrusting 'hands-off' demeanor, developed over years of
ill-treatment has slowly vanished and she now radiates an air of calm, but
determined contentment.
Her long dark
hair, freed from its usual tight braid, cascades in shiny waterfall of curls,
over her creamy bared shoulders, and down to the middle of her back. Her throat
is only adorned with the intricacy of twisted silver wires threaded randomly
with transparent palest emerald hued glass beads, which catch the light and
resemble water droplets settled on a perfect rose petal. And what a vision in
misty, mistletoe green satin shot with stillwater blue, she is! Her gown, rests
just off the shoulder, with a scooped decolletage, and a tailored bodice, which
clings, emphasising her exquisitely tiny waist, and then falls in soft draping
folds to her feet where the fabric swings with the slightest of movements,
inviting the wearer to dance. It is a creation reminiscent of flowing
liquidity, swirling around her simply green slippered feet like the eddies of a
mountain stream.
Sasha's
shoulders are adorned with her proudly worn knot...a double twisted cord of
royal blue and black, with a single loop, threaded through with a misty green
ribbon, indicating that she is a fully fledged Rider of a beautiful green
dragon, at High Reaches Weyr.
Reiko walks
in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
G'deon
quietly strides in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
You notice
G'deon looking at you.
G'deon
grins at Sasha, brandishing two bottles in either arm. "We come bearing gifts, Sasha
dear. Branwyth! You're looking fantastic today!" And not glowing, thank Faranth.
Branwyth
senses Reiko looking at her.
You notice
Reiko looking at you.
Sasha sees
Gid and Reiko wander in and a huge smile lights up her face. "Hello! Oh I
am glad you guys came." Ushering them inside she chuckles at the bottles
the Bronzerider is holding. "Oh well done Gids! We'll not be running out
of plonk today then! Thankyou so much!"
Celta
glides to the ledge.
Branwyth
rumbles in a pleased fashion as the first party-goers arrive, twitching her
tail, and then inclining a freshly-oiled head and neck in theri direction,
playing the hostess as well as her rider.
G'deon
(#19620)
G'deon
appears at first glance to be quite calm and collected, though a mischievous
gleam seems to tint his blue eyes from time to time. He has grown into a rather well built frame and stands just less
than six feet. Many Turns of hard work
have helped his shoulders fill out considerably, along with his arms and
hands. His legs however are still the
wiry limbs of his youth, which he'll never lose. Newly cut hair tops this young man's head, the short hairs
glistening hazily, a sandy blond frame for a lightly tanned face accented by
his calm blue eyes, clear and blue as the summer sky over High Reaches.
It all
begins with snowy lace, just a touch at the chin, then flows down to a gleaming
sheath of leather, the jacket fitting tightly to his chest, white like a
mountain's glacier. Below is a wide belt of wherhide, a tight loop of ashy
cream, and cascading down from there are skin-tight breeches, the color of
morning frost, met at the knees by soft leather boots, icy like the oncoming
clouds of winter.
Unwavering
shadows intertwine with the deep dark blue of a glacier, the two cords forming
a single loop. A long tail of the same
black and blue hangs from the top of the knot, joined by a thread of silver. Mingling with the cords is a fine ribbon of
shimmering bronze, naming G'deon as a bronze rider of High Reaches. Added to his clothing just beneath the knot
is a small pin, the emblem of High Reaches accented by licking flames, indicating
he is an Inferno rider.
"Well,
I have a bottle of that new bubbly wine from Telgar, and of course, my
favorite, a bottle of Benden white, both chilled. Where should I set them?"
He glances around, though more to get an eyefull of the weyr. "I like what you've done with the
place, Sasha. Oh, and have you met
Reiko?"
Reiko
greets Sasha with a nod and a polite smile, then glances about the weyr
curiously. Being her first time in a weyr, any weyr... "It's a lovely
weyr, Sasha," she remarks. "Oh... we did more or less meet at
graduation... ?" The giggling drunk who ended up dying Kinecha's - and her
own - hair orange? Sober now, of course. A smile is beamed at Branwyth as well
as she plays host.
Sasha
smiles warmly at Reiko. "I think I might have met you a few days ago...but
my memories of these last few sevendays have been a little vague, so you must
excuse me..." Her mind is so much clearer now...without all those deadly
green dragon hormones stirring things up within her."Theres some space at
the end of the table over there, she indicates with one hand to G'deon.
"there are some wineskins too...you'll find them. Oh and Benden White...I
adore it! I haven't tried the bubbly wine though....shall we open some now or
wait to see if some others come...." looking towards the opening leading out
onto the ledge, her eyes are hopeful.
"Well...
it won't stay cold forever," G'deon replies, that smile on his face just a
wee bit too sly for him to be up to any good, "and I keep hearing
wonderful things about this sparkling wine, so I've been itching to try it. Would you two mind?" He sets the Benden down, next to a wall to
keep it cool for now, the cooling autumn days already seeping a chill through
the stone of the Weyr.
Branwyth>
You go to the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
Branwyth>
Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery
Branwyth>
Veins of midnight volcanic glass finger their way across the somber grey
surface stone of the ledge. tracing a crawler's web of intricate and random
patterns, which yet seem to have an almost perceptible significance, if only
one ponders them long enough. A slight depression, slightly off-centre, hints
at the sunniest locale, showing Turns of use by warmth-seeking members of
dragonkind. The inner edges of the rock platform meet with a slightly
inwards-curving section of the cliff, creating a setting for the mysterious
play of shadows when the sun is just right... A small doorway leads inwards to
the weyr, and the deep blue of the lake below is tantalizingly close.
"I
certainly wouldn't." Reiko's smile is no less... twisted. "I may even
be persuaded to join you!" Like /that/ would be difficult. How much wine
is here?
Celta>
Branwyth soars in for a landing.
Branwyth>
Nylanth croons a gentle greeting as he scoots even farther to the side, out of
the way.
Branwyth>
Kinecha slides with great care down Branwyth's extended forearm, landing on the
ground.
Branwyth>
Kinecha quickly, but quietly strides to the weyr.
Kinecha
quickly, but quietly strides in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
Branwyth>
Branwyth backwings gently to land in the thoughtfully-cleared area, humming her
thanks in a calm alto. Proddy Green has vanished, and she's back to her usual
amiable self.
Sasha
wanders over to the table and collects some glasses which she hands to her
friends. "here you go....so which shall we open first? They all look very
good." glances towards the entrance to the ledge and smiles at the sight
of Kinecha. "Oh excellent! Glad you could come...have some wine." she
hands her a glass immediately.
<Local>
Branwyth senses that she sends whirls of sky blue and spring green, normal
darkling hues lightened by the fun of a party.
<<Greetings, Nylanth.
You're looking well these days.>>
Branwyth>
Imbriath soars in for a landing.
Branwyth>
Hyzen, glancing towards the ground far below, slipes down the smooth hide of
Imbriath and towards the ground with help of lifted paw.
Branwyth>
Hyzen meekly steps to the weyr.
Hyzen
meekly steps in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
Kinecha
throws up her hands, "thanks, but no thanks, Sasha," she says,
looking around her. "I dont much like wine... This place is
beautiful." She gives Sasha a smile, then sees G'deon and Reiko, and hears
someone come in behind her, and looks over her shoulder, nodding to Hyzen.
Arboric
blinks in from ::between::!
G'deon pops
open the bottle of the sparkling wine and begins filling glasses, then takes a
seat off to the side, also nodding to Kinecha and Hyzen as they enter.
A little
brown 'lizard with a Harper blue band flits in with a chirp, and a message for
Sasha. Arboric perches neatly on an overhang where he can be easily grabbed and
un-messaged.
Reiko takes
a sip of the sparkling wine. First Kinecha, then Hyzen, are eyed over the rim
of her glass, emerald eyes sparkling. "Oh, this will be fun," she
murmurs, moving to take a seat.
Sasha
indicates the table and smiles. "There is plenty of redfruit juice if
you'd prefer, and even some klah...do make yourself at home..there's plenty for
everyone." Seeing Hyzen's arrival she, moves to greet her. Hey Hyzy! I'm
glad you are here! have something to drink...wine or juice?"
"I
brought some cider, Sasha," Kinecha says, still looking around in the
weyr. How she'd love to have a place of her own that she didn't have to share
with lots of other people. She gives Reiko a smile, then rummages through her
pack to find the bottle there.
<Local>
Branwyth senses that Nylanth mumbles a sleepy greeting of his own. << You have a fantastic view from
here. I wonder why G'deon didn't want
to go above the lake, it's gorgeous. >>
Kinecha
drops Necha's Pack.
Kinecha
opens Necha's Pack.
Kinecha
removes Flasket of Tillek Sweet Cider from Necha's Pack.
Kinecha
closes Necha's Pack.
Sasha's
eyes widen slightly as she sees the little brown firelizard pop out of between.
"Hello! You look familiar!" approaching the overhang, she gently
takes the note that Arboric brandishes, and opens it. "Ah...my friend
Liesana, is going to be a little later than she planned...she's a harper...she
said she could provide a little background music for us...but it looks like her
ride is running late..."
Arboric
twitters importantly, and deigns to remain, swooping over to strike up a
conversation of trills and chittering with the resident flitters of the Weyr.
G'deon
settles down, a glass in one hand and a meatroll in the other. Long legs are stretched out and crossed in
front of him as he is content for the moment to simply watch the others. Quite a fun hobby, that.
<Local>
Branwyth senses that she sends welcoming tendrils of lavender snaking out
towards Imbriath, before replying in turn to Nylanth's comment. <<The view /is/ lovely, which is why
we chose it, but there is not so much activity as over by your weyr.>>
You notice
Kinecha looking at you.
Reiko
(#21442)
Jet black
hair falls shiny and straight to just below her chin, a fringe of shorter hair
in front just brushing delicate brows. Her skin is creamy-pale, with just a
faint blush on high cheekbones and and full lips. Wide-set emerald eyes are
tipped up slightly at the outside corners and framed with thick black lashes,
giving her a vaguely feline appearance. Neither overly tall nor overly short,
Reiko stands straight-shouldered with quiet confidence and moves with an easy,
quiet grace. In just the right light, an orange-ish sheen can be seen on her
hair.
A soft
blouse of white cotton, sleeveless and open at the throat, ends at her waist in
a wide, brightly-embroidered band. Jade-colored skirts swirl heavily about her
legs, devoid of decoration, from slender waist to delicate ankles, just a flash
of creamy skin showing beneath the hem. Soft black wherhide slippers cover her
feet, enough protection for moving about indoors and occasional treks across
the bowl.
A simple
knot, deep blue and black, marks Reiko as a resident of High Reaches Weyr.
She is
awake, but has been staring off into space for a minute.
Reiko is 18
Turns, 4 months, and 18 days old.
Kinecha
(#20839)
Reaching a
hight of almost 6 feet, this woman is taller than most. Her features are
somewhat like those of a man, with hardened arm and leg muscels. Her short
hair, whiteblond still show signs of having been dyed orange a while back,
although most have been cut off as it grew out. Long brows arc over wide
grayish green eyes with dark lashes. Her face and chin are angular and her nose
is long and narrow with only a little bend at the middle, where it once was
broken. On her right cheek is a 2 inch scar which runs just below her
cheekbone, and around her body are several other scars, the largest running
along her lower abdomin at a length of 5 inches. Her hands, with strong, long
fingers, are callused and scarred. All in all, this woman is very masculine.
Kinecha
wears a thick-clothed darkblue tunic over a thinner sleeveless gray shirt, both
tucked into her long black-dyed leather trousers which dissapear into
midcalf-high, furlined black wherhide-boots. The outfit has the straight lines
of a uniform, and is clean and wellkept.
Strapped around Kinecha's waist is a belt with an attched knife and
pouch. Perched on Kinecha's shoulder is
Shango. Perched on Kinecha's shoulder
is Ghede.
Attached to
her right shoulder is a double corded knot in blue and black, looped a single
time, with a long tail hanging from it, which appoint her a Guard of High
Reaches Weyr.
She is
awake and looks alert.
Kinecha is
21 Turns, 2 months, and 16 days old.
After a
moment's thought, Reiko decides that a creampuff wouldn't be the worst thing to
accompany sparkling wine, and helps herself. Eyeing Kinecha as she goes about
taking the cider from her pack, she calls out to the guard. "That from the
wine tasting at Tillek?" She really couldn't remember /what/ P'rru had bought
Kinecha for her turnday... there was so much wine to taste.
Kinecha
nods slowly, standing again from her crouched position, after having found the
cider. "Yeah, that's right," she says, smiling at the fact that Reiko
had remembered. "Anybody want to try it?" She glances around at the
people gathered here, one by one, a questioning look on her face.
Sasha sighs
and wonders if anyone else is going to turn up. "Other people did say they
were coming....Never mind. Gid and Reiko have the right idea...go and grab some
food...." she takes one of the glasses and pours some wine for herself.
"mmmm this /is/ good!" she cocks an eyebrow at everyone "Not
that I'm planning on letting it get the better of me...what wine tasting at
Tillek?" she grins. "I've missed so much over the last few
weeks....around the time of Bran's flight things just went a bit crazy!"
slips
fingers around the wire loop and slowly removes stopper, begining the flow of
colorful cider.
G'deon
chuckles softly at Sasha and nods.
"That's an understatement," he teases. "And there's always wine tasting
somewhere on Pern." He'd
know. He's from the Inferno wing.
Kinecha
pours the smooth cider into an awaiting glass, the multi-toned mixture
splashing against the sides as it fills.
Reiko
gestures vaguely with the creampuff. "That one was Kinecha's turnday...
must be a couple months ago now." Emerald eyes slide over to regard the
guard sidelong. "P'rru and Dsalth brought us." And promptly
disappeared... but the wine had been good.
Sasha grins
as she watches the wine begin to flow...so much the better for what she has
planned. You ned to be a little relaxed for what she intends to suggest in a
little while...."I didn't know it was your turnday, Kinecha!" See
what you miss if you don't stay alert!
"Well,
it's not something I go around announcing to everyone," Kinecha says,
sipping at the cider she poured for herself. "Did you decorate this place
yourself, Sasha?" She crosses the floor to get a creampuff, and ends up
standing next to Reiko.
Branwyth>
Pilloeth soars in for a landing.
Reiko pops
the last of the creampuff into her mouth and walks over to refill her glass
with a bit more of the sparkling white. She's already feeling fairly relaxed,
but a little more wine never hurt anyone. Now, a /lot/ more wine... well, we'll
just have to see. A teasing glance is thrown Kinecha-wards over the rim of
glass #2. A bit of an orange sheen is still visible on raven hair in the light
of the glows. Sasha's next comment brings an arched eyebrow. "Swim?" She
looks over at the pool, and a twisted halfsmile curls the corners of her mouth.
"Perhaps in a little while."
Branwyth>
S'nor slides from Pilloeth's neck and lands gently on the ground.
Branwyth>
Pilloeth rumbles to the gathered dragons as he lands, S'nor dismounting witha
grace of turns of practice, Ok.. So he practicly falls from his perch.. But he
does so gracefully..
Branwyth>
S'nor walks to the weyr.
S'nor walks
in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
Sasha's
eyes widen for an instant as she sees the new arrival. A deep blush brightenes
her cheeks as she greets him "Hey S'nor, I'm glad you could make
it..." she hands him a glass. "Would you like some wine?"
Kinecha
glances toward the pool as well, following Reiko's eyes. Not a good idea to get
in there wearing her uniform. She returns her gaze to Reiko saluting her with
the glass of cider in her hand.
S'nor
(#11928)
Some may
worry about the constantly sleepy look on this riders haggard face as he goes
about his daily business. His sleepy appearance gives insight into the constant
love and attention that his brown life-mate, Pilloeth, receives. On some rare
occasions you might actually catch this rider fully awake, but that's only
after several pots of klah and, even more helpful, a stimulating conversation
with one of his friends from around the weyr. You would almost think he was
born out of the same egg as his dragon. For his close cropped hair is the exact
same shade of rustic brown as his dear life-mates hide. Only a few gray hairs
creep in amongst the others. His face has recently been shaven, all except for
a well kept mustache that he only shaves periodically. For all his sleepiness
his deep brown eyes sparkle with intelligence leading you to think, though he
may appear asleep, he does catch what's going on around him
S'nor wears
the knot of a High Reaches Wingrider.
Carrying:
Soft Brown Firelizard Generic Changable Wearable
Generic TimeShowing Candle
S'nor is 47
Turns, 11 months, and 11 days old.
Branwyth>
Branwyth offers a rumbled greeting to the arriving Pilloeth and rider. One
exactly the same as that she's given to every other arriving dragon, with the
exception that she moves out of the way to make room for any more arrivals.
Apparently the fact that he caught her on her flight has very little
significance outside of that timespan.
Kinecha
glances toward the pool as well, following Reiko's eyes. Not a good idea to get
in there wearing her uniform. She returns her gaze to Reiko saluting her with
the glass of cider in her hand. <repose>
G'deon
quietly strides to the ledge.
Branwyth>
G'deon quietly strides in from the Sasha's Weyr.
Branwyth>
G'deon ascends with practiced steps up to Nylanth's bronzen neck and settles in
between two neckridges.
Branwyth>
Nylanth takes off.
S'nor
accepts the glass with a smile and a nod, "I think I would," he
responds as he offers a nod to those gathered, "What kind to you
have?" he asks as he returns his attention to Sasha..
Sasha see's
Kinecha's glance and chuckles. "If you want to go in the pool, you can
borrow some of my swimming things....I have quite a few..Branwyth seems to like
to spend most of her time in the water, Summer or winter.!"
Sasha
glances up at S'nor, from beneath dark eyelashes. Well, there are some
excellent red wineskins over there, and
Gid brought some lovely white Benden and this gorgous bubbly stuff. oh...and
there is a table full of food...just make yourself at home!" she decides
to take her own advice and indicates the chairs..."please...make
yourselves comfortable."she sits down.
S'nor nods
to Sasha as he wonders over to the wineskins glances over them, he shrugs
lightly as he decides to try something new, he picks up the nearest of the
redwines and pours himself a full glass as he turns to find himself someplace
comfortable to plant himself, a sip is taken of the wine as he slides in to his
seat, "This wine is excellent," he comments around another sip..
Reiko's
eyes flicker over the newest arrival - S'nor - before she returns Kinecha's
salute with a quick nod and twisted halfsmile. Then she seemingly decides to
take Sasha's advice and finds a comfortable seat.
Reiko leans
forward in her chair, regarding the dice with interest. "What is it,
Sasha?"
Kinecha
takes a sip of her cider, looking at the dice, over the rim of her glass.
Better not be a drinking game. Last time she got drunk, it turned out.. Well,
orange.
S'nor nods
as he takes another drink of his wine, "Sounds like fun," he comments
as he pops his neck, his elbow popping too as he bends it to take another
drink.. Snap Crackle Pop...
Branwyth>
Mzadith soars in for a landing.
Branwyth>
Mzadith hugs the ground and watches placidly as Cayl clambers down the
straps-'ladder' and lands easily upon the ground.
Branwyth>
Cayl silently, suavely, glides to the weyr.
Cayl
silently, suavely, glides in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
Branwyth>
Nylanth soars in for a landing.
Branwyth>
G'deon slides from Nylanth's neck and lands gently on the ground.
Branwyth>
G'deon quietly strides to the weyr.
G'deon
quietly strides in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
Branwyth>
Mzadith croons, takes a look at all the other dragons, and immediately makes
himself scarce.
Branwyth>
Mzadith takes off.
Sasha
watches as her guests become steadily more and more relaxed. taking a deep swig
of her wine she gets up and goes to pour herself another...she'll need it for
the next idea she is going to suggest. Picking up two multisided dice form the
corner of he table she wanders back to the group. "Well, i doubt anybody
else is coming...so, here is a game I saw played at a party a little while
ago..." Displaying the two twelve sided dice, the guests can see that
inscribed on each face are some instructions.
S'nor nods
to G'deon and Cayl as they enter and then returns his eyes to Sasha and the
dice as he takes a long drink of his wine.. This game should prove to be
interesting.. In the least...
Sasha smiles
at the others and then makes a decision. "I get to go last since its my
party...Oh hey Cayl!!!" she grins. "Come and join us!" then with
an evil look in her eye she picks on......."Reiko! you get to throw the
dice first!"
You notice
S'nor looking at you.
G'deon nods
to the others as he returns, taking a seat between two of the other
visitors. "Sounds fun," he
comments. "Reiko's first?"
Kinecha
grins and turns her eyes to Reiko, "Reiko's first," she says, a
statement rather than a question, her eyes locked on the woman.
Reiko sets
her glass down and takes the dice. Closing her hands loosely over them she
shakes them, emerald eyes flickering about the weyr at the various people
gathered. At least she knows most of them. A twisted halfsmile curls the
corners of her mouth. Finally she tosses them, and with a bit of a clatter the
dice scoot across the stone floor.
The dice
roll around on the floor and stop with a slight rocking motion....they clearly
read "Put your right shoulder...On someone elses nose."
S'nor turns
to Reiko with a smile, at least he's got a chance to see what this is all about
before being drug in to it...
Sasha
watches Reiko intently...."So who is it going to be Rei....?"
Cayl
strides into the weyr. Well, she may
not look to be the happiest person in the world, but she's sober so you can all
(especially Hyzen) relax. The bluerider
nods her head, grinning sheepishly.
"Sorry m'late." before
heading towards the group.
"Oh..yes...fun." She
listens to the rules with only those words, her skin red at the posibilities.
Reiko
blinks. Anyone else's? A quick glance around the room assures her that it will
definitely be awkward for whoever she picks. With a shrug and a grin, she
sidles up to Kinecha. "Here ya go," she teases, shoving her right
shoulder against the guard's nose. Weird.
S'nor hides
his light chuckle in his wine glass as he watches Reiko and Kinecha..
Sasha
giggles slightly...Mmmm that wine is good...just another little
sip...."Ok, well done Reiko...we know you chose the safe option
there...now...who shall we have next....Cayl! you came late so have a big swig
of wine and you can throw next!"
G'deon
chuckles softly but scoots back a bit.
He hasn't been keeping up with the drinking here after all.
Kinecha
blinks, as Reiko's elbow is showed into her nose. Well at least it wasn't with
the purpose of breaking it which had already happened once in her life, but it
severely inhibited her sight of the others, and made it impossible to get
another drink from her glass.
Branwyth>
Liesana steps silently to the weyr.
Liesana
steps silently in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
Sasha
seeing a familiar figure to her at least, Sasha leaps up, to bring her friend
into the room. "hey everyone...this is a friend of mine...Liesana. she
offered to come and play for us today..."
Cayl blinks
before quickly shaking her head.
"Oh, no thanks. Just say
-no-." She states firmly. Then finishes as she receives a few puzzled
looks from partygoers. "To wine
that is." She manages a tight
smile before reaching out for the dice.
"Hm...okay, lets see where I get to stick this big toe of mine this
time." She giggles before tossing
them.
Roll roll
roll, where will they stop next.....Ah here we go...."Put your left
knee.....On the chin of the person sitting next to you"...gently
now...don't want to knock their teeth out!
G'deon
snickers slightly as he takes the chance to pour himself a glass of wine. It's white, and it's cold which is all the
bronzer is requiring tonight.
S'nor
glances over to Cayl as she rolls and chuckles, finishing his wine so he has no
reason to continue to hold the glass he sits it out of the way and smiles at
Sasha, "I think I might try it this time," he comments, getting in to
the spirit..
Cayl merphs
as she stares at the dice and glances to the people to her left and right. Hm...
Shall she pick him or him or her..?
(Yes, one in front of.) Suddenly,
she winks to the snickering G'deon and motions. "Can you move your chin right here please? Thanks." She states without an answer and positions her knee like so. Beam.
Liesana
smiles widely as she steps over the threshold of the weyr, a gitar hanging from
a shoulder strap. Amber eyes take in
the sight of one person with their shoulder attached to another's nose, and
with a chuckle she turns to Sasha.
"Good to see you again, Sash!
Been a canine's age, hasn't it...
And I see you're still able to throw a good party." Cayl irecieves another smile, as the only
other known person in the room.
G'deon is
quite content to rest his chin on Cayl's knee.
"As long as I can still get at the wine," he comments, and
proves to everyone that he still can.
"Alright S'nor, roll away.
The dice that is." Can't
have riders falling off the ledge.
Sasha claps
her hands. " Oh well done! Now then S'nor, here are the dice...roll a good
one.!"
Kinecha
tries to get a fix of the newcomer over Reiko elbow, which is really blocking
most of her view, but she still manages to give the Harper a nod, then glances
at Reiko, shooting her a smile.
S'nor
glances down at the dice as he lets them sit in his hands for a moment, then
gives them a blow for luck and tosses them across the floor..
Roll roll,
scuttle scuttle, one of te dice spins and spins on its axis until finally
coming to a halt.....Put your bottom.....On the elbow of the person next to
you.
Cayl laughs
and reaches a hand forward to pat G'deon's obliging head. "Good G'd." She states, laughing some more before she
motions. "Just don't spill any on
my pants. You'll be cleanin those
stains out if you do." Mock
seriousness is given as she watches the dice skid.
S'nor
glances from one side of him to the other, and then over towards Sasha as he
wonders if she could be considered 'next to' him, he shrugs lightly and smiles
over at Kinecha, "You seem to be the closest," he comments as he
takes her elbow and places it against his bottom, "Quite the akward
position," he comments to noone imparticular..
G'deon
drains his glass and sets it to the side.
Well, what he hopes is off to the side.
He grins at S'nor as he sidles up to Kinecha. "Here, toss the dice over here," he says, reaching out
a hand.
Liesana has
appropriated a seat near the festivities, as well as a glass of Benden
white. Can't expect a Harper to turn
down wine, can you? Occupied with
tuning her gitar, she lets loose an appreciative laugh at the latest turn of
events in the game, then settles down to watch the latest turn of events,
humming an old Bitran tavern song to herself.
"I think I'll definitely have to aquire a pair of those dice."
she chuckles.
Kinecha's
face reddens slightly, finding herself with her elbow 'gainst a rider's bottom.
Akward seemed understated to her, and she glances around at the other people
with an almost pained expression in her eye, almost wished that it /had/ been a
drinking game after all.
G'deon snatches
the dice with one hand and tosses them up in the air, letting them land as they
will, bouncing on the floor.
Spinning
quickly the dice rattle over the floor and come to rest in the middle of the
group of keenly watching players.......Put your right hand....On the knee of
the person opposite.
Reiko eyes
the dice as well as she can, twisting her head around while still trying to
keep her shoulder against Kinecha's nose. Blinking, she looks around. Who's
opposite G'deon?
S'nor
stands there, bottom against Kinecha's elbow and glances up at G'deon with a
smile, "Hey, atleast your's isn't this awkward," he motions 'hind
him..
Cayl tries
not to chuckle loudly as she watches poor Kinecha, then looks down at her own
temporary 'lap pet', then across from him.
"Um..Okay, what is it with the knees?"
Kinecha
takes a deep breath. It's just a game right? Hopefully it won't get to akward
when it's her time to throw the dice, already being attached to two people, and
not even able to get a sip of her cider.
Sasha is
shaking with silent laughter as she watches the strange contortions that her
friends are having to get into. She sees Kinecha gazing longingly at her cider
and chuckles out loud.."I think you need a long straw dear!"
G'deon
reaches far over, still keeping his chin on Cay's knee and rests it on Sasha's
knee. It's a good thing he has long
arms.
Liesana
continues to chuckle not-so-silenty, running through a series of arpeggios to
loosen fingers numbed by /between/.
It's hugely entertaining to watch when one is sitting comfortably in a
chair. Although her time will
come... 'Harpers as Observers' be
hanged, the chestnut-haired lass is quite willing to take her turn. In the meantime, she settles to playing the
melody of one of the more lively Gather tunes, tapping a leather-shod foot in
time.
Sasha's
eyebrows shoot up into her hairline and she can hardly stop laughing. "You
are awfully quiet Liesana..Put that Gitar down and roll some dice!"
Liesana
chuckles, and lets the Gather tune drop on the next bar, gently lowering her
instrument atop some cushions.
"Guess I knew this was too good to last," she comments with a
twinkle, then gamely retrieves the dice, rolling them over the floor with a
practiced flick of the wrist.
One of the
dice trundles over the floor and bumps into the leg of a chair, stopping its
progress...........Put your bottom......... On the chin of the person next to
you.
S'nor grins
at the dice and snickers, "And I thought /I/ had it bad, the glances
around trying to find who's next to Liesana, who ever that poooooor person is..
Liesana
claps a hand over her mouth as she sees how the dice fall. But a snorted laugh escapes anyhow. "Oh /Faranth/!!." A healthy swig of her wine is taken, and she
gathers her skirts about her, and saunters over to Cayl, and with an immense
dignity settles upon her. "Nice
way to greet an old friend, no?" she quips.
G'deon just
starts laughing, barely keeping his own chin where it's supposed to be... only
to be greeted by the Harper's hip.
"Ack!" comes the muffled reply.
Sasha
shrieks in excited triumph.....at least she has only got G'deon's hand on her
knee to worry about.....she's getting away lightly at the moment..."So who
is next? Ah.....Hyzen!"
Kinecha
suddenly feels lucky that it's not more than her elbow attached to someone
bottom and shakes her head slightly, wondering just how long they were going to
be like this..
Cayl is,
unfortunately, completely sober. Not a
good state to be. Or maybe it's so, for
the liquer fumes might just ignite if Liesana....Well, we all know the end to
that. The bluerider gulps immensly, but
doesn't say anything. If she did, she'd
have a mouthfull of Lie-rear. Not a
pretty picture. Someone roll the
Release! PWEEEEEEEEEZE!
S'nor
shakes his head with a smile to Cayl and the group as he glances back over his
back at Kinecha, "How you holding up back there?" he inquires..
"I'm
fine thanks, S'nor," Kinecha says. Thank Faranth that her arms were
well-trained or she might'n have been able to keep it up this long.
Sasha
begins to chant...."Hyzen, Hyzen, Hyzen, Hyzen.....
Hyzen looks
around at the others, shaking her head.
"You guys are crazy..."
Yup, she's the sane one, over here!
But Sasha begins chanting her name and it /does/ look rather run. "Fine..." Reaching out, she takes the dice and rolls
them...
Those
naughty dice! They bounce! They roll! ....Put your ankle.......In the left hand
of the person on your right
G'deon
snickers softly, but he's really in no position to laugh with his chin on
Cayl's knee, his head pressed up next to Liesana's hip and his arm stretched
out towards Sasha.
Hyzen turns
slightly and eyes Reiko. Wicked. This game was /rigged/! Ahem.
Slowly, she sticks her ankle out for the other to take a hold of. Remind her not to play these kind of games
again? At least she got to keep her
posterior in the right place... bwah.
Sasha gazes
evilly about......Uh oh....Kinecha hasn't had a go
yet......"Kineeeecha!" she calls out throing the dice towards the
guard..if she can reach them, covered up by bits of other people.....
Reiko wraps
her left hand /slowly/ around Hyzen's ankle, giving the greenrider a wicked
little wink. We'll worry about posteriors /next/ roll of the dice.
Cayl
doesn't even laugh. Or does she? She's kinda burried beneath butt right
now...
Kinecha
leans forward to get the dice, forcing the others to follow, and shakes the
dice in her hands a bit before throwing them with a flip of her wrist, across
the floor.
S'nor
snickers over at Cayl and ponders what Liesana's reaction would be if Cayl had
to sneeze or something.. He chuckles to himself and glances at the newest
addition to their.. Chain of bodyparts..
Scuttle!Scuttle!
the dice bounce together and shoot off in diferent directions...you can just
see that one says...Put your left knee.....and the other one says......On the
head of the person to your right!
Liesana
delicately attempts to shift most of her weight onto her feet. The Harper is blushing furiously, but is
/definitely/ not going to be the first to cave. Although Cayl might desperately be wishing otherwise...
Cayl wants
to seeeeeee. However, she gets this rather lovely view of the right cheek at
the moment, groaning inwardly as Liesana shifts. "Mrold mill, mleeeze."
She mutters beneath cheek, and tries to look towards G'deon. Hand flays out, trying to give the other
another pat on the head, but more then likely end up with her hand in his mouth
or something for all her aiming abilities.
"Mools urn?"
Kinecha
glances at Reiko, smirking at her and then lifts her knee as far as she can,
putting her free hand behind her to keep balance. "You'll have to come the
rest of the way, Reik..." No way she could get her knee all the way to
Reiko's head.
S'nor
chuckles as he glances back over his shoulder, then smiles as he turns his
dancing eyes to Sasha, "I believe it's /your/ turn now," He
chuckles..
"Yesh,
leab it t' da hoshtesh t' 'o lasht," G'deon mumbles against the Harper's
hip.
Um...
translated: "Yes, leave it to the hostess to go last."
Sasha grins
grimly at the others and takes her turn....."Ok...come on dice...give me
something nice and easy!" she kisses them before flinging them into the
narrow space beside the contorted structure of humanity in the middle of
Branwyth's weyr.
Branwyth>
Sardrinth soars in for a landing.
Branwyth>
Thesy gently slides down Sardrinth's neck, startled by a huge frosted muzzle
sniffing at her, and lands with a soft thud.
Liesana
chuckles. "If you roll a
'Release', I swear I'll hurt you."
Or not. Getting to remove her
derriere from Cayl's face would be nice..
Trundle
scuttle, the dice roll on the cold floor and
Sasha holds her breath...Put your chin on ...someone else's nose!
Sasha
shrieks with laughter and gazes at the people before her..."OK who has a
free nose?"
Reiko
couldn't possibly get her head any lower without taking her shoulder off
Kinecha's nose. Nice try. But she gamely ducks her head, holding tighter onto
Hyzen's ankle for balance.
And that
nose had better not be Cayl's! But, in
a way, that's impossible. Still... It'd be...amusing. Poor bluerider. Cayl
crouches down immediately, bring with her Liesana's butt and all if the other's
relaxing a bit too much on that chin.
Nope, no Cayl's here. No noses
either. Look elsewhere.
G'deon
shifts slightly, perhaps trying to stretch his outstretched arm. "Nonn ee!" he calls out, his face
obviously not free at the moment.
S'nor
chuckles as he glances to Sasha, "My nose's free.. But you're /way/ over
there," he smiles..
Sasha's
face blanches for a second and then she tries to pull away from Gid's hand on
her leg just enough to streeeeeetch over some of the others to S'nor...nearly
there...nearly there...her chin just meets the very tip of his nose...."
Ok who's go is it now?" she mutters..."and do it Quickly!!"
S'nor's
eyes tilt up to look in to Sasha's eyes, "And I didn't think you were
that.. Stretchable," he comments with a grin as he wiggles his nose..
Liesana is
definitely not leaning any more weight than is necessary on the hapless bluerider
and bronzerider beneath her. The
blushing continues unabated, although she's now back to avidly watching the
dice.
Hyzen's
ankle twitches in Reiko's grasp as the greenrider feels the tightening. Okay, okay no feeling on appendages,
now! Eyes dart away from the one
holding her ankle to Sasha. Oh ho. This was very interesting-- to say the
least. She watches as Sasha goes about
what her roll had told her, giggling softly.
Seems greenie was the only uncompromised one. Twitch.
Reiko is
kind of stuck. Her left hand is occupied with Hyzen's ankle, and her right...
well... is between her and Kinecha, being as her right shoulder is still
pressed against the guard's nose. And let's not forget that she's bent over
nearly double trying to get her head to touch Kinecha's knee. "I'm gonna
/need/ that hot soak," she mumbles, reaching behind her back with an open
right hand to take the dice. "Anyone got a free hand to help me out?"
She can't even see 'em.
Sasha
didn't know that she was that stretchable either...and her body is quivering
half from laughter and half from the sheer exertion of holding her
position..."Don't wiggle!" she strains to look up at him..."I'll
fall over!"
G'deon is
already beginning to fall over, so he makes a grab for the dice and tosses
them, hoping against hope Reiko's roll will spell relief. Or release at least.
Kinecha
definately does her very best to keep one elbow on S'nor's bottom, and her knee
to Reiko's head, and keep her balance at the same time. Thank Faranth for all
those hours training her strengh and balance, or it'd be hard not to topple
over. What would happen if she did that anyways? Was there some sort of
punishment for not keeping your position.
Cayl has a
spare hand, but where are the dice?
"Mum.. hoe mu 'ice an mile mole 'or you." But her sentence is
pointless, as she didn't see G'deon tossing them. Poor poor Cayl. Well,
she's got it comfortable, after all.
All she's doing is laying there.
Branwyth>
Thesy strolls to the weyr.
Thesy
strolls in from the Branwyth's Lakeside Ledge of Mystery.
Thesy drops
dead at entering the weyr, staring at the heap of limbs in front of her,
"Alright ... I think I was invited to a weyr warming ..."
S'nor wiggles
his nose again as he stretches out his arms to help balance himself, "I
can't help it.. My nose wants to sneeze," he responds to Sasha as he tries
to hold still...
G'deon
cranes his neck around Liesana's hip to watch the dice... and sees Thesy
instead. His one free hand is raised to
offer a rather off-balanced wave as he leans heavily on the other one... all
the way over on Sasha's knee across the way.
Sasha is
caught totally by surprise...hearing Thesy's voice she jolts suddenly and
begins to overbalance.....beginning to fall..."Thesy!" she chuckles
in embarrassment...and then..Gid's hand presses on her leg....Thats it...she
can't hold it...she's falling...falling..." Ooooooooh!"
Cayl just
happens to see Thesy enter, her eyes averted towards the exit in longing
appeal. However, her warning is blocked
before she turns her eyes around. Wait,
what did the dice say?
S'nor
finally sneezes, not able to hold it back any longer..
As Sasha
goes down, so follows the bronze rider.
She was his last support and he crumbles to the ground. "Ack!" he calls out, then
"oof!" as an elbow catches him in the side. Leave it to G'deon to be caught at the bottom of the
trouble. Or fun depending on how you
look at it.
Aaaah, so
the dice said 'all fall down'. Squish!
Hyzen
wasn't touching anyone but for Reiko-- so she shouldn't be one of the ones
falling. But she is. Because /someone/ had to bump into her. A startled squeak emerges as she topples
Reiko-ways, noting only the voice of Thesy as she goes down. Look out below! And pray she lands on someone /other/ than Reiko.
S'nor was
resting on his nose against Sasha's chin so he goes tumbling foward as she's no
longer holding him up, "Whoooah.." he exclaims as he topples foward..
probably on to G'deon and Sasha..
Oooof!
Falling S'nor...Sasha rolls out of the way only just in time, her arm caught
underneath the brownrider as he topples, and narrowly avoiding hitting Cayl.
Struggling to her feet, and trying to regain some of her composure she giggles
lamely..."Hi Thesy....welcome to my weyr....would you like a drink?"
An eyebrow
raised mockingly, her arms crossed in front of her chest, Thesy regards the now
disentangling people. "I don't think so, Sasha," she somewhat cooly
turns her wingrider's offer down, "-This- is not exactly the kind of party
I expected ... or wanted to come to. I'll see you at my weyr first thing in the
morning." Which means -very- early with a fall due at dawn.
And all the
while Cayl's just laying there, wandering what in the shards is happening. One moment someone sneezes, the next minute
her chin is free and people are groaning all over the place. Tilting her head so she can stare up at
Thesy innocently, she beams with a lopsided smile. "Hey Thesy!"
Gotta love the scene. Cayl
casually crosses her hands upon her stomach.
The ground is nice and safe. She
can't fall over and hurt herself.
She'll be staying there for a while.
G'deon
wriggles out from under flailing limbs, finally crawling to his feet, trying
desperately to straighten his leathers.
"Yes, a drink!" he announces.
"I've got a bottle of Benden white around here somewhere..."
which he hobbles off to find, returning with it a moment later. "Ah good, still cold," he mutters,
popping the cork. He'll share, right?
Hyzen
meekly steps to the ledge.
Branwyth>
Hyzen meekly steps in from the Sasha's Weyr.
Branwyth>
Hyzen, with the kindly help of a delicate forelimb, manages to pull themself up
Imbriath's straps and betwixt ridges of star-kissed emerald.
Branwyth>
Imbriath takes off.
S'nor
watches the bottom be extracted from his vision and glances up, "Someone
want to help this old man up?" he inquires with a smile..
Liesana
regains some of her poise, although she's still laughing and shaking her
head. Harper gets to her feet,
straightens her hair, checks to make sure her gitar on it's cushions was not
damaged, and then sets about offering hands up to those nearby, muttering to
herself that "I /really/ have to get a pair of those dice..." Hearing a plea for help, she wanders over in
that direction.
S'nor
smiles up at Liesana and reaches up a hand, grasping hers and dragging himself
up, "I thank you ma'am," he smiles as he dusts himself off and
glances around, "Wine.. Where'd my glass get off too?" he asks
himself..
Kinecha
stays on her back, bending her left leg up toward her chest, streching the
muscles in her thighs. "Hrmf, that was... Interesting," she mumbles
to no-one in particular, then slowly lets her leg down and streches her arm.
After a while she sits up and looks around for her glass. Finding it
miraculously stil standing and halffull, she takes a long swig of the cider
inside.
G'deon lets
the bottle breath for a while and also moves to help people up, hands extended
here and there where needed.
"Um... this isn't what it looks like, Thesy, dear," he begins
to explain, though it's quickly followed by a frown. What exactly /does/ this look like. "Harmless fun it is... harmless. Better with wine."
Sasha's
face goes white....and then bright red...and she's sure the way its feeling
that bits of her are going to be bruised purple the next day...."Thesy...I
know how this must look...well actually I don't know how this must
look..." she's lost for words..."It was just a game..honestly....just
a harmless bit of fun....." and she's horribly aware that Gid has just
said almost exactly the same thing...."You see it was these
dice"...she holds them up lamely for her senior rider's inspection....
Cayl
suddenly bursts into a fit of laughter, pulling herself up and brushing down
her cloths as she glances around to anyone.
"Haven't had that much fun in turns it seems. I need one of those
pair of dice as well. Would spice up my
life, if nothing else." She
finally glances towards Sasha and Thesy, the exchange not missed. All to glad Thesy wasn't her wingleader, and
that she wasn't Sasha at this minute, she blushes towards the other and quietly
makes her way towards the ledge.
"Well, I've had fun, but Mzadith and I have sweeps here
soon....again... and I have to go prepare.
besides, threadfall tomorrow and all." Dart around the wingleader and she's free!
Sasha waves
mutely as Cayl departs, still looking with a horrified expression at Thesy.
Thesy
shrugs at G'deon, "I don't care what it looks like or what it was but some
people do. What I -do- care about, however, is how my wingriders behave. It's
been a lot of work to get Zephyr back in the Weyrleaders graces and this isn't
exactly something to keep my wing there." Sasha might want to thank D'renn
for that sermon. The bluerider gives a brief nod of her head before turning on
her heels to leave after her short visit.
Cayl
silently, suavely, glides to the ledge.
Branwyth>
Cayl silently, suavely, glides in from the Sasha's Weyr.
Thesy
strolls to the ledge.
Branwyth>
Thesy strolls in from the Sasha's Weyr.
Branwyth>
Mzadith soars in for a landing.
S'nor
refills his glass of wine and takes a sip as he sidles over to stand beside
Sasha as he watches Thesy leave..
Reiko
brushes off her clothes and retreats. She doesn't know Thesy, but from the look
of things, this would /not/ be a good time to be introduced. Then abruptly
she's gone. Whew. Reiko looks around, uncertain. Party over?
Branwyth>
Mzadith hugs the ground and watches quietly as Cayl clambers the
straps-'ladder' and settles delicately between two neckridges.
Branwyth>
Mzadith takes off.
G'deon
sobers up quickly and glances at Sasha and the others. He slowly pours himself a glass of the
chilled white wine and slumps against the table a bit. "I'd forgotten about that," he
mumbles, his own fall from grace still quite vivid in his mind. "You don't want to be in that position,
Sasha," he adds, straightening again.
"Um... how about some music.
And food." Anything that
gets people sitting down?
Branwyth>
Thesy gingerly steps on an obligingly raised foreleg and after a fast ascent
settles between Sardrinth's stardusted neckridges.
Branwyth>
Sardrinth goes home.
Sasha is just standing stock still....paralysed by
her Wingleader's words. To have upset one who she respects so highly....she
doesn't know how to react...whether to laugh or cry.....and then..she decides
to laugh....and laugh ...and laugh....."Oh Faranth..did you s..s..s..see
her ff.ff.face????" She doubles up in paroxysms of uncontrollable
giggles....I might be in trouble tomorrow but that game and the look on her
face will live in my head forever!"
Liesana
smiles, and steps over to her gitar and it's cushions. "Music is an excellent idea,...
G'deon... is it?" The instrument
is raised to her lap as she sits, the tune is checked, and then she
smiles. "Are there any requests? I'm no Performance specialist, but I know a
few tunes..." Fingers run nimbly
in a series of ascending and descending chords.
Kinecha
leans back on her hands, crossing her legs underneath her, and glances around
at the others, her eyes ending up on Reiko giving her a smile. Shaking her head
slightly she straightens to pour another glass of cider.
S'nor
chuckles lightly as he pats Sasha on the back as she doubles over and he
returns to his seat with a sip of his wine, "Aye.. Music is good.. And
dancing," he comments with a smile, "Something fast," he
responds to Liesana..
Liesana
twinkles, and flexes her fingers a few times, taking a healthy sip of her new
glass of wine before fitting her fingers to the strings again. "Ahh, now that's proper music for a
party." she comments approvingly.
"I'll start with a Bitran hill dance... This one's called 'Three Drunk Lords'." she proclaims, and
without further ado begins to coax a lively 6/8 ditty from the gitar's strings.
Reiko makes
her way back to the wine, one hand rubbing the back of her neck to work the
kinks out. With a little chuckle she fills a glass brimming, drinks most of it,
then tops it off and returns to the others. "That's a catchy tune,"
she remarks to Liesana, taking a seat a bit stiffly.
G'deon
quietly strides to the ledge.
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G'deon quietly strides in from the Sasha's Weyr.
Branwyth>
G'deon ascends with practiced steps up to Nylanth's bronzen neck and settles in
between two neckridges.
Branwyth>
Nylanth takes off.
S'nor nods,
"Aye, good choice of songs," he comments as he takes another long sip
of his wine, glancing towards Sasha with a smile, "You throw a good
party," he notes as his eyes dance merrily..
Kinecha
pours the smooth cider into an awaiting glass, the multi-toned mixture
splashing against the sides as it fills.
Sasha's toes
have begun to tap.." I knew there was a good reason for you to come",
she grins at Liesana, allowing her dress to swirl around her ankles as she
leans over to the table to grab another glass of wine. "Well, if I'm going
to get killed tomorrow by Thesy, I might as well get slaughtered now!
Cheers!" she raises the glass to her lips and drinks deeply.
"Thankyou all for coming tonight...this was such good fun!"
Liesana
smiles, and leans into her gitar. This
is a tricky tune to play at the best of times, and after having gotten some
wine into herself, she has to concentrate just a little harder. The music swirls in ascending spirals of
eighth notes, and stops at the top with a little hiccup of notes, then backs
down the scale to start over again, with another hiccup from the 'Drunk Lords'
Her toes tap along to the lively rhythm, but as yet, she doesn't break into
calling out steps.
Kinecha put
down her bottle of cider beside her, and watches the others with a twinkle in
her eyes. Not that cider was gonna get her drunk, but she'd still had fun
tonight. Raising her glass to Sasha, she manages to include the others too,
"cheers!"
S'nor
raises his glass and nods, "Cheers," he says as he tilts his wine
glass back and drains just over half a glass of wine in one gulp as he relaxes
back in his seat, he might have suggested a dancing tune and dancing, but he's
not gonna be the one to start..
Sasha
hiccups slightly..she's not drunk by any means, but she is getting merry.
"I want to dance!" grabbing hold of Reiko she dumps her wine on the
table and swings her out into the space that not so long ago held tangled
bodies and they begin to spin around to the lively music.
Reiko
blinks to find she is suddenly... dancing? Emerald eyes flicker over Sasha and
a twisted halfsmile curls the corners of her mouth. Okay. She wraps an arm
around the 'rider. "Mind if I lead?" she murmurs.
Kinecha
tilts her head slightly as she sees Reiko being grabbed by Sasha. Her smile
fades a little and she empties her glass in one huge gulp getting up to get
something stronger than cider. Filling the glass with wine, she stands back
with her arms crossed, taking larger sips of the wine than necessary.
Liesana
chuckles to herself as she notes that the hill dance is having the desired
effect. "All right, we can't let
Sasha and Reiko be the only ones!
Kinecha and S'nor! Both grab
hands and get on the floor!" The
last is rhymed purposely as she slips into calling the dance, standing up
without missing a note of the rollicking tune.
S'nor stands
from his seat as he wonders over to refill his wine glass, he shakes his head
at Liesana, "No thanx.. I enjoy to watch dancing.. Not do it myself,"
he declines as he fills his wine glass and takes a sip..
Kinecha
nods in total agreement with S'nor. If she were to dance, she'd have to have
had much more to drink than just two glasses of cider and half a glass of wine.
Sasha
blinks a little, but isn't worried by Reiko's leading the dance...she'll just
go with the flow.....her skirt swirls out as she spins and she throws her head
back with the sheer enjoyment of letting herself go, and knowing that Branwyth,
touching her mind is enjoying herself too. "Come on S'nor....grab Kinecha
and come and dance....we don't get the chance very often...."
Liesana
chuckles, and playfully casts her eyes heavenwards. "I can't work with these people!" she declaims, neatly
mimicing the more prima donna members of her Craft, before eyeing the one
couple dancing, and, with a wicked grin, speeding up the tempo of the
dance. "Reiko and Sash, give us a
grin, start us off with a circling spin!"
A wince. That rhyme was
pathetic.
S'nor
glances from Liesana to Sasha and back to Kinecha as he sits is wineglass down
and give up, he grabs Kinecha's hand and drags her out to the middle of the
floor and spins her around..
Reiko
expertly guides Sasha with gentle pressure on her back - where'd she learn to
lead a dance? Hmmm... - and the two set off in a circling spin, as ordered. Two
sets of skirts are swirling now, light feet skipping about the weyr, emerald
eyes dancing.
Branwyth
thinks to you, << We should have parties like this more often,
Sasha. It is a pity that Thesy did not
stay... >>
You think
to Branwyth, >> Yes it is a pity.....but unless I can convince her tomorrow
that we were just playing a daft game I can see me not having anymore parties
for a while.... <<
Branwyth
thinks to you, << Maybe I can talk to Sardrinth... >>
"Wha'?"
Kinecha almost shouts as she's pulled to the 'dancefloor' by S'nor, then composes
herself, and quickly gets herself out of his grib, shaking her head, and goes
to get more wine, giving the rider a piercing look that says 'no dancing!'
You think
to Branwyth, >> Do you think that might have any affect? <<
Branwyth
thinks to you, << It can't hurt, can it?
And Sardrinth wasn't so upset. >>
You think
to Branwyth, >> anything that will help.... <<
S'nor
blinks as he's left standing in the middle of the dance floor, "Now that
didn't quite work right," he says as he's escaped from..
(From this
point Sasha @emit's Liesana)
Liesana
chuckles as she strums rythmically. "There's no pleasing some
people!"
Sasha's
eyes drop as she sees Kinecha refusing to dance. "Oh come on Necha...he
won't bite!"...actually he might...what is she saying!
S'nor
smiles winningly over his shoulder at Sasha, "Thanx for the support,"
he mumbles to her..
Reiko
swings Sasha away from her and twirls the rider into a deep dip. So the music
didn't actually /call/ for it. It's fun. Mwah.
Guards
don't dance. At least not while they were sober, is Kinecha's opinion, and then
she'd most likely not even dance with /guys/. She'd have to be close to
unconscious to do that! Her eyes return to Reiko, dancing with Sasha and she
refills her glass, after having swallowed what was left.
Sasha spins
to a halt beside Kinecha and drags Reiko with her. "Come on...you can't
chicken out on my last night of freedom...who knows what evil Thesy will do to
me!" her eyes sparkle pleadingly. "Look...if you won't dance with
S'nor, why not with me, or Reiko..." she suggests...
S'nor
returns to his glass of wine, "She don't wanna dance I could just return
to my Wine," he says as he does just that, raising the red wine to his
lips for a sip..
Liesana
watches the four 'Reaches folk with amusement in her eyes. whatever happens
she's having fun and keeping the beat of the dance tune going she waits,
wondering what will happen next.
Kinecha
doesn't really know /how/ to dance, but at the offer of dancing with Reiko, she
takes one more swig of wine, then deposites the glass on a table and almost
stumbles into Reiko's arms, only just regaining her balance before both topple
over. "Hiya, Reik," she says with a slight twinkle back in her eyes.
Reiko
laughs. "Who's leading?" She backs out into the middle of the weyr,
ready to dance.
S'nor
watches the change of partners and smiles as he takes another sip of his wine,
"Ahh.. Good wine, good dancing and good music," he comments as he
smiles to Sasha..
Kinecha
chuckles, "I think you'd better. You seem to know what you're doing,"
she grins, following her to the middle of the weyr. "Closest thing I come
to dancing is the moves I use in training..."
Sasha
watches them, snickering. "See!" she nods over her shoulder to
Liesana and S'nor. "you come to my parties...you have fun....its
compulsory!" she takes a little sip of her wine and sidles up to S'nor.
"So now, I don't have a partner...What are you going to do about it?"
her eyes twinkle.
S'nor
smiles, "Well.. I could just stand here and sip my wine," he comments,
but you see, he's already decided he wanted to dance, so he sits his glass down
and grabs Sasha's hand dragging her out to the middle of the floor and pulling
her to him, "I'm gonna dance with you," He says as he twirls her
around..
Liesana
nods and the energetic rhythm of the melody increases....her fingers are mere
blurs on the strings and fret board and she laughs as she watches the dancers
spinning and dipping.
Reiko
swings Kinecha out into the middle of the room, her skirts swirling around them
both. It's a bit awkward to lead someone taller, but Reiko doesn't let that
bother her.
Kinecha
lets herself be swung, as she's begging to feel the effects of the wine. 'Sides
it felt good to let your guards down sometimes, and let someone else take
charge. Looking down at Reiko, she grins, hoping that she won't step on the
woman's toes with her heavy boots.
Sasha's
hair fans out behind her as she spins in S'nor's arms. "Now everybody is
happy!" she grins at him, noting the seemingly blissful partnership of the
other two.
S'nor
smiles, his eyes flicking over to the other two for a moment 'fore he returns
his attention to Sasha and their dancing, pulling her close as they spin around
the room in time to the music, "Quite happy," he grins..
Blissful
might be an overstatement, but Reiko's definitely in good spirits. She skips
about the weyr on light feet, whirling Kinecha around - hope she can keep up!
Kinecha
certainly tries to keep up, and manages pretty well. Thanks to her guard
training, no doubt. Before that, Reiko's feet might have been in serious danger
of being damaged. Grinning, she grabs hold of Reiko's waist and pulls her
closer, maybe hoping for a ballad?
The rousing
melody comes to a climactic finale and Liesana tones down the music a bit,
saying wryly..."this will be the last one guys and then I have to catch a
dragon back to harper hall".... softly plucked strings seem to have almost
read Kinecha's mind....
S'nor
listens as the music slows, he slows their spinning as a chuckle escapes from
his lips, "Ohh.. That was fun." he smile as he leads Sasha slowly
spinning around the floor..
Sasha's
head falls onto S'nor's shoulder....suddenly she is soo tired....she allows him
to guide her around the floor, quite happy to let him lead....its been a good
party..
Reiko's
eyebrows arch up to disappear behind her thick fringe of bangs as the music
slows. Oh, really...? Hm. Without another thought she throws her arms around
Kinecha's neck, moving smoothly into the slower steps of the ballad.
S'nor wraps
his arms around Sasha as she rests her head on his shoulder, he's gotta support
her right? That's why he holds her so close to him, Yep.. He continues to lead
her around the dance floor, glancing over to Kinecha and Reiko with a smile..
Kinecha
doesn't move all that smoothly, but at least she moves in time with the music.
Her eyes seek out Reiko's and she smiles that little halfsmile of hers.
A Selection of Logs from Sasha's Past
