- Fuzzytimed to Graduation Night - Turns Beginning 2049
~ Muse Music ~
It had been a night of celebrating, of imbibing and dancing, of letting go for one night before the rules and responsibilities of reality piled onto their shoulders for the rest of their lives. Daela had most certainly indulged in the beginning, allowing herself an extra drink or two while the party was just getting started, yet as the evening wore on, she began to wind down as well and kept up a pleasant fuzziness with just a few sips here and there. She'd spoken with everyone in her class, congratulated them, wished them the best of luck and she'd shared a dance with quite a few of them as well. They were all her friends, will all be remembered and should any of them call upon her, she would happily greet them with open arms no matter how long they go while life gets in the way.
Yet there was one to whom she seemed to linger the longest with, laugh the most with, and shared a few looks with throughout the night, and it would come as no surprise to their classmates that Daela and V'ric would share each others company more often than not. If it were possible, Weyrlinghood had brought these friends even closer than before, and while many suspected they were a couple, Daela would shake her head and insist they were just friends - good friends, but just friends... weren't they? She knew, could feel from V'ric that he wished for more, yet the brownrider had never pushed her, never pressured her for more than whatever she was comfortable with, and so their friendship had gone on, growing stronger. She trusted him with everything, could count on him to keep a secret, knew he would give her sound advice and that he trusted her the same way, they could talk to each other about anything and everything... just about.
The one subject that had yet to arise, was well... Rising. They both knew it was bound to happen, they both knew what it meant with female dragons, and yet neither of them had been able to broach that subject with the other. Daela because she was embarrassed, she'd never even had a boyfriend before, let alone allow someone to get intimate with her, and part of her was ashamed she was still pure when most people her age were definitely not. She thought, perhaps V'ric sensed some of her apprehension about the subject, so he'd never asked her about any of it and she'd never volunteered the information. It was fairly clear to her though that he was the more experienced one of them though, so if she were to ask anyone, it would be the brownrider... but, it frightened her too.
It was a thought that fluttered through her mind periodically during the night, but each time she pushed it away because now was not the time for such things. That's what she always told herself, 'not now, later' .... and yet when would later be? The moment Israfeth took Flight? She knew to had to be soon, but not tonight, they should be celebrating and enjoying themselves, not making awkward conversation. Once more, she shoved the thoughts aside and smiled at the brownrider, lifting her glass for the hundredth time tonight to clink against his own and took another sip of what she claimed was the last drink of the night. It was already getting quite late and the bonfire was nearly embers now in the pit, the party dying down to just a handful of their classmates and a few others, most everyone else having wandered off some time ago.
"We should get going soon, or else we'll be the last ones here and forced to clean up." The young woman teased softly, her lip curling back into something of a teasing smile at the brownrider beside her. "But I'm not really sure if I'm ready for bed yet either, it's too nice of a night still." Daela mused softly, glancing around them at the clear skies and pleasant breeze, the best kind of night to wander or star gaze, or curl up by a fire with a good book, or lounge on a couch talking with your best friend until Rukbat rises. "What do you want to do Vare?" She asked, looking back to the young man and felt the faintest flutter in her heart at the mere sight of him, his nearness and she could smell his musk so clearly whenever he was this close.