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Post by Zara on Dec 23, 2011 0:31:21 GMT -5
Aantara was walking the halls of the riders weyrs, dressed possibly a bit less than appropriately. Her shoulders bare, the neck low, her hair swept to the side. She could feel her green dragoness flirting with a nearby blue male. She seemed to be enjoying herself. It really wasn't fair... She wanted to enjoy herself. She wanted to have a little fun...
She made a turn towards an open weyr an smiled. It was the new Weyrlingmaster.... He was a handsome man. "Well hello...." she said with a flirtatious smile, walking to the doorframe and leaning against it, making sure that each of her curves was accentuated and the smile on her angular face, her eyes sparked were prominently displayed. "I don't think I've had the pleasure yet.... You must be Sh'ay of Blue Zenith. I am Aantara a Weyrling of Green Sularth..."
She smiled warmly. "Would you mind if I came in...?" she asked him. She walked in, looking him up and down appreciatively. "You must have left plenty of swooning women behind... What with your looks...."
She was never without her cats... and even now they were right outside teh door, watching their mistress with interest.
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Post by Lark on Dec 23, 2011 16:01:51 GMT -5
Sh'ay had been leaning against the wall his bed was put against, his legs crossed and his arms thrown back behind his head. Oh life was good, he hadn't even had to teach one sharding class yet! No doubt he'd have to soon though. Sighing, the bluerider shook his head and yawned wide, hearing the slight click when his jaw extended. Snapping his mouth shut again, he hummed to himself, wondering just what a man could do to have fun around here. Certainly that brownrider who had given him a tour had not been quite as...personable as he had hoped.
Frowning, he turned his head toward the entrance to his weyr when he heard a voice. So, a nice little greenweyrling had come looking for him? He burst out laughing as he heard her remarks. Leaving behind swooning women! Oh, he liked this one. Smirking, he leaned back against the headboard again, chuckling under his breath still. "Naturally, though men too." He flicked his eyes in her direction, wondering how the girl would take that piece of information. "Why are you here girl?"
He raised an eye-brow at her, not yet willing to call her by her name. Outside he could barely make out a glint of feline eyes, and he furrowed his brow. Why in the world would cats be following her around...unless "so, you're a lonely cat lady then? Well, maybe I can fix that." He patted the bed, shifting over. Zenith grumbled a snore from his cave, still asleep. "Just don't be too loud, he doesn't like being disturbed." Wincing slightly at memories of just that, Sh'ay looked Aantara over a few times. She definitely was pretty, and if he remembered right, her dragoness was old enough. Who cared that he was an assistant, he wasn't technically yet. A mischievous glint shifted over his eyes then before being blinked away.
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Post by Zara on Jan 11, 2012 18:34:41 GMT -5
She smiled softly at him, making her way across the room. "To welcome our new weyrling master... before he has to be bothered with silly duties. Why am I not surprised you left behind men as well." She laughed darkly. "Oh, but those cats are so much easier to deal with than people can be. Lonely cat lady? Oh hardly, Sh'ay of blue Zenith... I've never had a day where I have had to be lonely... only days where I chose to be." She was standing at the edge of his bed now, looking at him with those blue eyes, "but... after so much enforced restriction in so many matters... I would love for you to fix it for me... perhaps I have become a lonely cat lady, hmm...?" her voice grew softer, more sensual.
As he patted the bed, she sat on it so she was facing him, her blue eyes intense. "I'll do my best not to wake him, then." In the back of her mind she heard Sularth grumbling. Hers was ridiculous. Though.... not that she didn't approve. But couldn't she have at least waited for Zenith to be awake so that maybe... she could work her own charms on the dragon. "Seems Sularth is a little... jealous... that she isn't getting any attention right now. Though... I don't think she'd have to worry about that if she decided to go be around other dragons..." She smiled softly, her own dark, mischievous glint lighting her eyes. She sat on her hip, her arm supporting her, her body angled towards his.
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