Crazy Loop (Lark, Open)

[derek]

Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Does that make me crazy?
Possibly

It was early morning. Weak moonlight streamed in from the side of the weyr, spilling onto a prone form on a bed of furs, completely unclothed. As the moonlight spread, the man stirred. Looking both left and right, he sighed, satisfied that the drudge he had had his way with last night had fled. She was useless to him, and just used her as a toy for fun. He was glad she was gone... it saved him the chore of having to kick her out.

Stretching, the rider glanced to his dragon, who was sprawled in his own bed, still asleep. As J'kan woke, he stirred, but soon slipped back into his dreams with a brief touch from his rider, who had gotten up and moved to his bathing chambers. Standing there, completely nude, he eyed the sweet-sand and water, and decided that he had a better idea. It was summer, so it would be hot outside, but by the first egg would it be refreshing!

Walking back into his main chambers, he felt Hath stir again, and this time let him wake. He chirruped lightly before stretching long and luxuriously, just like an over-large feline. His rider smiled at him briefly before pulling on a pair of worn breeches. He shoved his feet into boots and left his shirt sitting on the chair-- he wouldn't need it.

Grabbing a bag of sweet-sand and a rough towel to dry with, he nudged the brown gently. "Up and at 'em, my love. Lets go for an early swim." The brown lifted his head, irritated. Mine, I hope you drown.

[/color] The man laughed, shrugging his comment off. "I'm not that old yet, my love!" The dragon sighed to himself before padding over to his rider.

It was a short flight from their weyr to the lake, so J'kan left helmet, goggles, and riding harness behind. Stepping up Hath's muscular shoulder, he took off, plummeting a good twenty feet before banking hard to the left and out toward the river, where he gently landed on the shore. J'kan slid off, and the brown waded into the water.

It was early-- maybe five in the morning, so J'kan threw caution to the winds. Leaving his bag of sweet-sand and towel on the shore, he took off his breeches and, with a yelp, splashed out to meet his dragon, once again completely naked.

Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me[/center]

[Lark]

K'tor apparently had the same idea that Summer day. It was a few days after the gather, the JuniorQueen was caught and more eggs were promised to come. The best thing though? K'tor didn't have to deal with any more candidates! Smiling like a fool, the bluerider tilted his head and half skipped along the banks of the river. It was cooler in the trees' shade, and the slight trickle of the current comforted him. Casting his eyes around for anyone at all, the rider was slightly disappointed to not see anyone. Oh wait! No. In fact there was someone, or somedragon he should say.

Avirith layed curled up in the shallows or the river, enjoying the sun bath she was getting. Hers was busy with weyrlings things, but she wasn't needed herself. Of course the green took that as an excuse to go have fun. After a quick swim, she had come here to take a flitnap. Crooning softly, the pale female stretched her wings. She was lightly glowing, only a day away from her mating flight though she did not yet know. Picking her head up, the green cocked her head to the side. Oh hello K'tor. The green, never having trouble with talking to others, reached out for the bluerider's mind. Where's Zalanth?

K'tor put a gentle hand on the green's hide. "He's around. Probably sleeping in the shade too. Where's Ara?" The green flicked her tail in the direction of the Weyr. Teaching. The answer was slightly tinged with amusement and K'tor had to smile at it. "As normal then. They certainly are a handful." Avirith nodded her head and bent her neck down. Would you like to swim down river with me? I believe others are nearby. I'd like to go see them. The rider nodded his head, getting onto the green's neck and holding on as she swam down the shore. To anyone else they probably looked like rider and dragon.

[derek]

Hath was the first to notice the green dragon and what appeared to be her rider. The green was swimming steadily, legs churning the water around her, tail used as a rudder. The brown blinked slowly. Mine. A green and rider approach.[/brown] That news caused J'kan's head to jerk up and stare across the river, where his dragon was staring. Damn! Of all the things to be caught doing, this was not one he would have liked.

His dragon sighed wearily, as if he somehow knew that this indeavor was going to go wrong all along. J'kan glared at the brown. As the green and her rider approached, J'kan closed his eyes, willing himself invisible. Maybe they wouldn't notice him... that thought lasted about a nanosecond. He was with Hath, who wasn't exactly small for a brown. There was no way they were going to pass him by. A brown dragon, while not as respectable as a bronze, still was respected... the green would definitely greet him, and thus the rider would, in turn, notice J'kan... Shards!

[Lark]

K'tor smiled as he saw a brown nearby. So that was why Avirith had come. "Flirting love?" The green crooned under him and nodded her head. He should have known. After all Ara herself was a little minx if you got to know her well enough. It made sense that her green liked attention too. Trilling at the large brown, Avirith let the bluerider off. "Hello, and where is your rider today?" The bluerider looked around trying to find the man or even woman maybe. Meanwhile, the green was doing her best to look good for the sub-king. Fluttering her wings, she snaked her tail through the water and sent a few ripples in the brown's direction. It's only polite to greet a lady first you know.

They coyness in her voice was evident in her tone, the playful teasing even more so in the forefront. Raising her dripping wingsails, Avirith nudged K'tor forward. "I'm K'tor. You don't to hide you know." The man looked around the brown where he thought he had seen a shape moving. Well, maybe they were just shy? Or maybe they thought he was....oh who knew what they thought! Probably that Avirith was his own dragon. As if! You are no Alyara my dear K'tor. The green gave a coy croon as she spoke in the bluerider's mind.