A Note of Invitation - Kate | A'ric

Not the large stone caverns that Weyr people are used to, these are buildings built on the top of the cliff, sometimes referred to as the Weyr Cliff. These buildings are all the same size, with multiple apartments for dragonriders to live in in each building. Because of space constraints, dragons sleep in large pavilions built around the dragonrider apartments.
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Tue Mar 05, 2019 12:45 pm

Season: Fuzzy time to Late Summer 2048
Time: early evening
Location: dragon pavilions | A'ric's Apartment

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Sometime had past since Mul'rec and A'ric initially spoke, enough to make most wonder if the brownrider would keep his promise. But while time might pass in abundance, an answer would eventually come from the brownrider. It arrived in the form a firelizard, a delicate dual toned gold with a striated tail. The gold slipped into the apartment when the bronzerider returned from drills and readied for dinner, and from her delicate little talons, she relinquished a letter to A'ric, setting it neatly upon the table.

Once the seal was cracked, and the parchment unfolded, a small slip of hide slipped from it. Small and square, it remained blank. The letter itself read in an elegant hand:

Dear A'ric,

As promised, I wish to extend a formal invitation to you in opening my my home in Evanoria to you on the next rest day. I hear that Weyrsecond positions are quite demanding, thus I considered the fact that a day of true reprieve might be better suited for your schedule.

Please write your answer on the parchment enclosed, and my firelizard will return it to me, promptly.

Kind Regards,
An Acquaintance From the Feast


As promised, the gold sat upon the table, awaiting the signal from the bronzerider so she might leave his presence.
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Tue Mar 05, 2019 11:04 pm

A’ric had been extremely busy with Wingsecond things now, and of course, that gave him less time for everything else that he really wanted to do. Ok, that sounded a lot, harsher, than he really thought. Of course, he loved being Weyrsecond, especially considering who the Weyrleader was. Behemoth, and his rider, would go to the ends of Pern to do anything for L’van. It had shocked A’ric when L’van had chosen him, but only because the two of them were so close. Would it cause any problems in the Weyr that L’van had chosen someone he was close to? While the young man knew the Weyrleader wouldn’t do that, some people might not. It was clear to A’ric that the man had probably had other choices, and just picked him.

Smiling softly, still pleased that he had been the choice, but yet, still a little upset that he didn’t have much time now though, between being a Wingleader and Weyrsecond. Of course, he wasn’t going to let it get him down for long. It was just one of those things. Seeing Viktor had always been at the top of his list, but he had’t been able to see his son as much as he would have liked lately. Once he got a good groove going, he knew he would have more time for him. Still, he managed to see him every day, even if it was just or a few moments. Eventually, he hoped he would be able to do more than that.

Now, because he had been so busy, he had forgotten about the conversation he had had with Mul’rec at the Hatching Feast. It had not crossed his mind since then, well, not until today when a gold fire lizard landed on his table, with something in its talons. Gently, the man took it, his eyes scanning it, his mouth moving as he read the words. For a few moments, it took him a few moments to figure out exactly what this was about.

Just like that it all came back to him. The conversation with Mul’rec, the man promising to show, and tell, him what was going on. Quickly, he took his quill and just wrote, I accept your invitation, and will be in Evanoria on the next rest day.

He dared not put his name or anything, and quickly gave it back to the fire lizard, sending it on its way back to Mul’rec. For a moment he sat there taking a deep breath. There was no going back from this, but he was sure he wanted to be involved. Or well, at least have the option to be involved. Now, he just had to wait to the next rest day.
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Tue Mar 05, 2019 11:18 pm

A'ric would not wait long for a reply.

Within the hour, the little gold returned to him, depositing a second note on the bronzerider's desk. Emerald eyes regarded him, only for her to lower down and nose the folded scrap of parchment closer to him.

Once unfolded, the letter read as such:

No need to arrive at Evanoria directly. A comrade will retrieve you in the morning, and escort you to my dwellings.

Kind Regards.


It seemed the bronzerider would not have to worry about finding Mul'rec's home alone.

The gold slipped between once more, leaving the man to his thoughts.

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When the rest day arrived, Mul'rec kept his promise, or at least someone kept it for him. Step by step, Theria walked up the stairs for A'ric's apartment. Once at the door, she gave a knock, and then stepped back, arms crossed and eyes narrowed, waiting for the man to answer.

She knew him, had come to familiarise herself with the bronzerider at least vaguely. He was her Wingleader after all. Whether Theria approved of the man remained to be seen, but she stood before him nonetheless... waiting as she bit the inside of her cheek impatiently.

Once the door finally gave, she gave a rude snort. "Took you long enough."
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Wed Mar 06, 2019 2:07 am

After the gold had left, A’ric decided that he should probably get something done before he ent and saw Viktor. Drills had already were already done for the day, so the bronze rider tried not to think about the letter he had received, and went about his work. Obviously, that was a bit easier said than done, but he told himself he had to get it done. It was part of his responsibilities, and he took all of his responsibilities very seriously.

When the gold fire lizard appaeared once again, A’ric couldn’t stop himself from jumping slightly, since he had just been so focused on what he was doing. Taking the new note, he quickly read it, as the gold went between once more. So, Mul’rec was going to send someone for him huh? That did seem like the best idea. That way, A’ric was not wandering through Evanoria without any actual reason to be there. Putting the note aside, he quickly got back to his work.

When the rest day came, A’ric made sure he was up and ready, Keeping people waiting was not something you should do, or so he had been taught, and he intended to keep to that.

Having eaten a quick breakfast, he made sure to get the dishes done, for he hated to leave anything undone. Just as he was rinsing the last one, he heard a knock at the door. Quickly, he dried his hands, taking a deep breath, trying to remain calm. There was nothing to worry about. Mul’rec had decided to trust him, at least for now anyway.

Opening the door, he smiled, but that quickly disappeared at the woman’s voice. Of course, he didn’t talk back, he just said, ”Sorry, I was on the other side of the apartment.” It wasn’t like it had taken him that long to answer the door.

Pushing those thoughts away, he offered the woman a smile. ”So, someone in my own Wing is already in on whatever this is. I feel like Ive been left out.” the young man said with.a hint of a tease in his voice.
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Wed Mar 06, 2019 1:29 pm

”So, someone in my own Wing is already in on whatever this is. I feel like Ive been left out.”

Not one for teases or jests, especially regarding the matter they faced, Theria answered her own Wingleader with a frown. "Do you even know what the fuck you're about to get yourself involved in?" she asked, her disgust evident. If he had no clue, and thought it fun to simply jest about it, then Mul'rec was wrong to get this man involved. She took a step closer to him, a dangerous step, one that imposed upon his own space. With three fingers on him in height, it was easy for her to look down upon him. "Let's get one thing straight, A'ric. This isn't a fucking joke."

Did he understand now?

Her very aura was made of anger and hostility nearly thick enough to touch. Were eyes to catch the size of the dagger that hung off her hip, it would do little to reduce the tension. Would she ever dare use it on him? Only if he gave her just cause, fierce bronze eyes whispered back to him in turn.

"Not another word until we get to Evanoria, though I'm going to say right now that I think it's a fucking mistake getting you involved in any of this."

But Mul'rec was the one to call the shots, so who was she to tell him 'no'? She was Theria, was the answer to that imbecilic question. Naturally, she told the brownrider to go between when he asked her to pick up the bronzerider. But the man was persuasive, and reminded her just how novice she was to the cause. "If he hurts anyone or puts anyone at risk, I'll kill him."

"I've no doubt you will," Mul'rec answered, the amusement thick in his voice. "Though I doubt your unique skills will be needed with him. A'ric is a good man. Therefore, you will retrieve him."

With a final glare, she stepped off from the bronzerider and led him out to the path between buildings where Siligath and the monstrous Behemoth awaited them. She said not a word as she waited for A'ric to strap up his beast. All the while she tugged at her own straps one last time, reaffirming once more that they were secure. No tear, no wear, and every buckle fastened, they were ready to fly.

In a rare show of adoration, Theria gave her dragon an affectionate pat on the cheek. Then she mounted onto the green and hooked herself into place. "You ready?" she asked the man with an authority that should have belonged to him, yet clearly did not.
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Fri Mar 08, 2019 2:31 am

While he had said it with a bit of teasing in his voice, he rally wasn’t taking this lightly. It was mostly just a way to try and ease his nerves, but it seemed it hadn’t been the best idea. Of course it wasn’t, but he hadn’t really been thinking. Trying to take his mind off of what was going on had been the goal, and he had let the words slip out before he had even really thought about it. That was honestly actually a bad habit of his, one that he was trying to work on.

As he listened to Theria, a frown came to his face. What the hell was her problem? While his mind raced, wondering how he could tell her that he wasn’t really taking this lightly. As she took a step closer to him, he fought the urge to step back, and instead just stood his ground the best he could for the moment.

Finally he couldn’t help but glare at her, although it was very brief. Who did she think she was? Not another word? This was going to be a very very long day, he could already tell. Frowning he quickly followed her, shutting his door a little harder than he had intended, but not really caring at the moment.

Behemoth had already been there waiting for him, so all the bronze rider had to do was quickly get him set to go. As long as he had been doing this now, it didn’t take him but a few moments before he was mounting up, quickly strapping himself him. While he did, he found himself wondering if this was fast enough for the green rider.

At her question, he shot her a look before just nodding, indicating that he was indeed ready. Since he was the type of person who didn’t like to cause problems, he decided to just be quiet for now. Once he got to Mul’rec, maybe things would get a bit better.
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Sun Mar 10, 2019 10:36 pm

Good, he had figured it out, Theria thought. The scowl lessened slightly, though the faint relax of the muscles in her cheeks likely went unnoticed in those moments just before Siligath took the the skies. The green, half Behemoth's own size, took to the air faster than the lumbering bronze, though it seemed once he found his pace, he rapidly became to catch up.

As the bronze approached, Siligath offered him a sweet croon. It seemed she was far more amicable than her wretched rider.

Stop that, Theria pressed to the green.

Since their arrival, Siligath had become far more salacious in her demeanour, a sign she would rise soon enough. It would not happen today, though Theria suspected it would happen in the coming days. Tomorrow, perhaps? The day after? Siligath lacked the telling glow in her hide, but her eyes radiated with the promise of a chase.

But Behemoth was far too large for her. Not so, her gestures answered. Rather than leave her flirts to vocal trills and croons, the green took it upon herself to teaes the bronze with a playful smack of her tail against his cheek just before she slipped between.

The rider's groan was silenced by the black void.

When they emerged out the other side, Siligath dropped abruptly, diving sharply for the ground. She dove deeper and farther than any bronze or gold would dare, for her size permitted it with ease. Before she might collide with the earth, she spread her wings and soared swiftly above the terrain. After several dragon lengths across the land, she gave a clap of her wings, and shot off once more, veering this time for the mountains just north of them. With a whistle, she shot past Behemoth, curious whether or not she had dizzied the bronze just yet, or if he wanted more of her chasing game.

Just get us there, Siligath.
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Tue Mar 12, 2019 1:58 am

Aric could not help but continue frowning a little, more upset at himself than anything else. Actually, he was surprised that Behemoth had not really said anything about what had just transpired. Normall the bronze would not hesitate to share his opinion. That was the one thing that still got to the young man, no matter how long the two of them had been together. The dragon’s voice rang in his head, even though the bronze said nothing. How could you let her get the best of you? You really need to start learning to stand up for yourself. The list went on and on. Sure, they were Wingleaders and Weyrsecond, and had been Weyrleader at one point as well. Behemoth was not used to A’ric being told what to do, especially by one of his own Wingriders.

Unfortunately for the bronze, he failed to realize that the young man was the kind of person who was not really going to continue to cause a scene, unless he had a reason to. Right now, he was just trying to keep everything calm. If it called for backing down a little, he would do it until he could figure out more about this woman.

Behemoth took to the air, and A’ric just tried to take a deep breath and stay calm. If he didn’t say anything, it meant that there was nothing that would make the green rider even more upset than she already was at him.

Once they went between, the bronze rider could not help but chuckle softly at the geeen’s antics. Behemoth was also intrigued, but the young man quickly reminded him that he was much to large to be chasing after the green. That earned him just a snort of dissapprovemt from his dragon, but the at the same time, the bronze knew his rider was right, that it was better if he just chased the bigger dragons.

As the green whizzed by them once again, Aric couldn’t stop himself from laughing as Behemoth took off playfully after her, except for doing some of the stuff she did that he knew he couldn’t.

Aric let his dragon do whatever, his dark eyes looking around, taking everything in. This was one place he had never been, and he wanted to take it in. All to soon he knew they would probably be at Mul’rec’s, but until then he could still enjoy the scenery right?
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Mon Mar 18, 2019 12:29 pm

The perpetuity of Theria's sourness was seemingly absent in her dragon. Rather than his at the bronze, Siligath gave sweet trills, beckoning Behemoth to follow her towards the mountains just north of them. There was a grace in her form, the coquettish twists and arches of her body meant to tease his eyes. And always with a trill did she answer him, daring him to do the same despite their riders' protests.

You're driving be flit shit crazy, Sil. Knock it off, Theria growled to her dragon.

But Siligath did not let her rider's bitter demeanour deter her from the little game. With several final sweeps of her verdant wings, she spread her pinions and descended for a plateau in the distance. One could not deny the possibility that she did so to let her company admire the gradient tones of her wing, the sunny hues that ran along her leading edge, blended into the grove green hues, and descended into darkness along the edges of her sails. Handsome bronze, Behemoth, we have arrived, her thoughts crooned to the bronze. If dragon's could smile, Siligath would undoubtedly had done so in abundance.

The plateau cut into the mountain side, turf well trimmed while the verge grew wild about it. A pathway slithered through the trimmed lawn, leading up to the gates of a keep. It was a modest estate, though it did possess a parapet and tower large enough for a familiar dual-toned green to occupy.

Siligath bugled to Tyreth.

Tyreth bugled back in turn.

He is here, as you can clearly see.

He does make it a bit difficult to miss him, Tyreth chuckled back before turning her whirling eyes to the bronze. It is good to see you again, Behemoth. Solai is inside with Mul'rec and Carrot. They are wrapping up a meeting.

The warmth of a third voice reached out to the bronze. Welcome to our home, Behemoth. From the heights of the cliff side, Galuth made himself known. Dark wings unfurled, framing his pale form, a show of pride and grace. The cliffs are warm today, for the sun has been generous. I suggest the rocks over here if you'd like a nice nap while you wait.

Siligath trilled at the prospect, for she could use with a good sun bath. For the meantime, gave a final beat of her wings and landed half a dragon's length into the plateau. Lowering down, her rider slipped down gracefully, and waited for A'ric to do the same.

Arms crossed, the greenrider waited for the man. Despite the content of her dragon, it seemed Theria was hardly affected.
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Fri Mar 22, 2019 12:53 am

Behemoth continued to watch the other dragon try and catch his attention, and the big bronze had to admit that it was fun to watch, even if he would never be able to chase her. While all of this was going on, his rider could not help but laugh to himself. It was quiet nice to see Behemoth actually enjoying himself. Obviously, this wasn’t the only time he was happy, but lately, with A’ric trying to get out of his funk about Kit, the bronze had really thrown himself into the Wingleader posistion. There had actually been times when the young man had had to warn his dragon that he was going a bit to far, snapping at the other dragons way more than he should have been.

Now with his rider a little happier, and more relaxed, it was easier for the dragon to feel the same way. Once they were there, the big bronze couldn't help but give a dragon version of a grin as the green dragon called him handsome.

Well, Im glad I make an entrance, and capture the attention of such stunning greens like yourselves.

As they landed, the bronze rider could not help but look around, a bit of bewilderment in his eyes. This place, was, absolutely beautiful. Dark eyes continued to try and take everything in at once, and that was when A'ric quickly remembered that he wasn't here to be sightseeing. Maybe there would be time for that later? Right now, he wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but he knew he couldn't keep anyone waiting.

After his rider dismounted and took everything off of him, he shook a littleand took off to the ledge that Galuth had invited him to.

Thank you Galuth, this is indeed a good spot.

As A’ric followed the green rider, he felt the knots in his stomach come back, and he took a few deep breaths, once more telling himself that everything would be fine. Or well, at least he hoped it would anyway. He supposed only time would really tell.
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