Entrance: Rogue rider Embra and Hellseth

[franny]

Hellseth landed quietly in the bowl, camly listening to his rider storm. Of all the dumb things! The idiot had to come here! Why here? We could have helped him! But no, he was to good for us. Why here? Th weyr. The very place we had wanted to stay away from! The shadin good for nothing weyr with a bunch of shellin riders in it was such a shardin choice. By the first egg, why in the world had he chosen here?!

Hellseth responded calmly to Embra's rage, Mine, he needed more help than we could give, he had to come here.

Embra jumped off as soon as Hellseth had landed and said He could have go shardin elsewhere! And stormed off while Hellseth went to the fire heights to sun.

Embra glared at the first person she met and in the weyr and said to them, "Where is that shardin infirmary. I demand to see S'aer right now." Embra offered no name and asked for none, she was determined to see S'aer right now.

[Jenth]

"Excuse me?" Zukah said to the demanding rider, more confused then anything. There were very few in the Weyr that would speak in such a manner and the young weyrling didn't reconise this woman at all. And why would she be demanding to see the injured brownrider that had dropped out of thin air?

Valkyrith bugled a challenge, never one to care for her inmature size. Don't let her speak to you like that! She is rude, demand manners or I will make her! Already the young barred was making her way to her rider's side to protect her if need be.

"Just tell me your name and I'll take you!" Zukah said in a near panic. The last thing she wanted was for her dragon to maul someone, kill them even. Valkyrith hadn't done it yet, but sometimes the girl thought she might.

[kandykat]

L'noen happened to be walking across the 'Bowl at the same time, two Tan flitters perched on either of his shoulders. He was on his way to get some food for them, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw an unfamiliar woman rudely approach one of the weyrlings. He could hear the panic in the girl's voice, and he turned on his heel and walked over to them. Peasanth, do you see any unfamiliar dragons? he asked the blue.

Yes, mine. A strange brown landed the Heights,[/color] Peasanth answered, concern coloring his voice.

A rogue? L'noen wondered to himself. He judiciously placed himself between Zukah and the Brownrider, putting a hand on his belt knife. "Perhaps you'd like to tell us your business with S'aer before scaring a weyrling into taking you to the infirmary," he suggested coolly.

[wolflover1458]

((I need to bring J'rron in))

For one moment, the sky above the Weyr was empty, then erupted an enormous Bronze dragon out of between. The dragon seemed completely unfazed by what was happening, while his rider slid off his dragon and looked around, slightly surprised. A Brown firelizard fluttered around him.

"Hellseth? Embra?" J'rron asked, more to himself than someone else. He looked around and noticed that some people from the Weyr were there. How odd that he didn't feel threatened, he had never liked the Weyr that much, and here he was, happy to have found someone he knew.

Noranth snorted irritably. I knew we should have come here. We could have gotten here right after Aeth and S'aer if we had come right here. Why did you have to be so sure they would be back soon? Maybe I was wrong, this wouldn't be the first time. J'rron snapped at his dragon.

Judging the situation, Embra already seemed to be getting in trouble. Lovely. The last thing they needed right now was a fight, especially with the Weyr. He noticed a Barred dragon by one of the people from the Weyr. The dragon looked rather unhappy, while her rider seemed quite scared. Maybe all Weyrlings were like that. The other rider from the Weyr had his hands on his belt, obviously ready for a fight. Definitely the last thing they needed.

[franny]

Embra glared at the weyrling, since she now knew that the girl was a weyrling and said, "I happen to be rider Embra of Hellseth and I demand to see that shardin S'aer who had the bad sense to come to this shardin weyr. Maybe he will get some shellin sense knocked into him."

Hellseth grimaced at his's tone and said to the new strange colored young dragon, Don't worry young one, mine would never hurt yours, shes just a touch unhappy with the rider S'aer right now.

Embra almost groaned when yet another rider walked over. "Perhaps you would tell me your name and buisness since all Im trying to do is to see that shardin S'aer. Yes, I'm a rogue you idiot and I would like to see S'aer now if you please since I came to this shardin place just to see the shellin man. He is a fellow brown rider and he was hurt in flight and the shellin man had to come here and I would like to see him now!"

When Hellseth spotted Noranth in the sky, Embra half screamed, "By the first egg, why did that shardin man have to come to. I was doing just fine!"

Hellseth was doing all that he could to calm Embra down. He jumped up and flew back down to Embra, trying to calm Embra down. He told Peasanth, Mine doesn't like change, it upsets her. Oh, by the way, just a slight warning, Noranth is coming in, but J'rron will sort things out.

Embra replied to that with, "I am not shardin upset, I just want to see that shardin rider S'aer!"

Oh, and take her to see S'aer before she gets more upset. Hellseth also told the blue.

At about that moment Nuisance came chittering in happily and flying around crazily. Embra said through clenched teeth, "Nuisance, get over her now!" Nuisance, understanding her pet's mood went over and landed on Hellseth and sat as quietly as the little green could. Embra just glared at the flit and then turned her attention back toward the incoming bronze and the riders of the weyr.

[Jenth]

Zukah could have knocked L'neon off his feet when he dived infront of her with his hand on his knife. No one should draw a blade on a Rider! Even if they were one themselves. This was too much comotion! Embra had accepted her request for a name and the weyrling was going to keep her word.

Then a guess it's alright then The barred told the brown, her voice still gruff with self pride. She was not ever one to drop her guard to anyone. I will be watching though

"L'neon, stand down! She's not scaring me, I was afraid Valkyrith might lose her temper on Embra. I am Zukah, please follow me." She said quickly to resolve the situation. Valkyrith also seemed to fall into a more helpful mood and moved away from her's.

"No need, little ones, I'll take it from here. She is one of us Rouges..." Liona, the rouge greenrider had snuck up on them from the Infirmry when Isaith had witnessed Embra's arrival. Being one of the few greenriders, she tended to know of nearly every single male dragon and his rider. She pointed up in indication of the bronze coming in to land. "J'rron too? I don't see the need, S'saer and I are fine even if our presence hasn't been all that welcome. Don't be surprised if you're chased away."

[kandykat]

No sooner had he stepped in than a Bronzerider arrived, here to save the day. L'noen sighed, then raised an eyebrow at the Brownrider's dirty mouth. Zukah's words were what made him finally stand down. He relaxed his grip on the hilt, moving aside.

Then the Rogue greenrider arrived. L'noen scowled at being called a "little one." He wasn't a weyrling anymore. "Fine, take her to the infirmary," he said, as if he had some authority in the matter.

[Sparrow]

((Suddenly the thought came to me that maybe we should have a Healer in an infirmary thread. xP))

Tirasha had decided she had better take some initiative this time when she saw more unknown riders show up. The Brownrider sounded plain nasty, the Bronzerider just annoyed... at least neither were injured. But they were demanding to see S'aer, and asking weyrlings to show him. She marched angrily into the group even as one of the newly graduated Blueriders said that they should just take the newcomers there and one of the rogues who had come earlier arrived too.

"Um, if you want to go to the infirmary to see an injured rider, you might just want to ask a Healer." Tirasha was easily dwarfed by everyone else present, but she usually managed to get noticed long before this point. "Don't go asking weyrlings." She shot Liona an annoyed glance too. "It's good that you know them, but that really doesn't make any difference in whether you can bring them to the infirmary." In Tirasha's almighty opinion, she would have much rather kept the Greenrider out of the infirmary too. People were just a pain in the neck when it came to bad injuries. But Tirasha wasn't MasterHealer, and Liona had been making a slight difference, much as Tirasha would have liked to deny it.

Tirasha didn't know the name of the Barredrider, but could only look at her and sigh. Everyone couldn't be in charge, but they all sure were acting like it. Then she glanced at the rogue riders. "If you want to see him, you can ask, nicely I might add, and maybe I'll let you see him. Weyrlings crumpling at your demands- even if they deny it- aren't going to get you anywhere." Healers had the final word on who came in and out of the infirmary anways. No matter what anyone said, Tirasha would end up as the one in charge here.

Tianthe, in her usual place on Tirasha's head, gurgled. She loved it when Hers was mad at people, and this sure was a silly group. Willow looked everyone over with a vanity only he could muster. The Bronze would help His if she asked, but otherwise he would just keep out of all this.

[franny]

Oh No, not another person. Hellseth said to Embra.

Embra replied back And a shardin bossy lady at that! All I want to do is to see that shardin S'aer! Embra mentioned nothing of Liona, though she was practically seething at the fact that nothing was happening. If Liona was taking care of that shardin S'aer, then why did they even come here, and why had she left him. Who knew what these strange weyrbound people might do.

Embra glared at all the people. First she turned toward Liona and said, "Aren't you taking care of S'aer? How is he?"

Then she turned toward that shellin' bossy lady of a healer and said, "I don't care how nicely I ask, I shardin want to see that shardin S'aer and no one is shardin doing anything but standing around talking! I am not trying to do anything but see one of my shardin wingmates! Why can't you shardin understand that!"

Hellseth quietly told his, Mine, you should tell our names and ask the healer's name.

Drawing strength from Hellseth's love Embra, still glaring at the healer said, "My dragon is Hellseth and I am Embra. He has Told me its only polite to get names from people and to tell names."

[Sparrow]

Tirasha laughed as the Brownrider's mood did nothing but worsen. "You really think anyone would let you in when you're acting like that? The infirmary is a place for getting better, I'm sorry you didn't notice." Some crazy rider coming in and cursing at everything would only upset patients. Tirasha wasn't letting her in.

"Anyways, Liona's only helping. The actual Healers are taking care of S'aer." The whole reason he'd come here was so the Healers would care for him instead of the rogues. No matter how experienced these riders thought they were, they had two MasterHealers at the Weyr and a variety of other trained Healers. Tirasha could easily better any of the riders present. "And I'm sure we can get moving once you listen to me. I understand you pefectly, but, frankly, I don't care. Rules are rules."

And finally the woman got around to names. Well. "I'm glad one of you at least knows of manners." He sure had taken his time getting her around to them, and names sure weren't going to get Embra far. "I'm Tirasha, and that's L'noen- don't listen to him." He had already been trying to give directions anyways, and he would have only caused trouble if people had reacted quick enough. "Zukah, I believe, has already introduced herself." And of course Embra knew Liona. "Now that's finished, you can get going back to your little hideout."

Willow was tense on Tirasha's shoulder, his claws digging into the wherhide of her vest probably a bit harder than they needed to. He didn't really know what this Brownrider was talking about, but she wasn't being nice to His, and he didn't allow that. Tianthe just watched and gurgled, her eyes whirling. Human fights were so silly, just once she'd like to see a straightforward one full of kicking and biting like when flitters or canines fought.

[franny]

Embra glared and said through gritted teeth, "I came here for a reason, and that is to see S'aer. If you refuse me I will go to you weyrleader, and if he refuses, the weyrwoman, and if she refuses I will shardin go in there myself without permission!"

Hellseth couldn't believe how upset his was getting. Why couldn't theses silly people just understand that all that his wanted to do was to see S'aer. S'aer was a fellow brown rider and a friend. Isaith's got to check up on S'aer. Maybe the people here didn't understand the ties of the riders in the wild? His would never believe that anyone was ok without seeing it for her own eyes. This silly healer should let them in, because his was a friend of S'aer, and she wasn't really that mad at him, she probably would have been more mad if he had died, she just cared that her friend was hurt and these silly humans couldn't understand that. Mine, maybe you should be slightly politer and stop cursing.

Embra took a deep breath and then said through gritted teeth, "My Hellseth says I should be politer so will you let me see S'aer please?" Then she turned to Liona and said, "Can you please get Tirasha to let me see S'aer? I don't trust these silly weyr people."

[Sparrow]

Tirasha shrugged. "They'll still turn you down if you're rude. And healers have the final word in the infirmary." It was their domain, and if the dragonriders bothered them, it wasn't like they had to help. This Embra woman sure wasn't doing anything to help S'aer by standing there cursing and getting mad.

"Your dragon does seem to have some good advice." Tirasha glanced at the Brown. "Do you really think I can trust you to be nice when you so promptly turn and start questioning us though?" Liona wouldn't move Tirasha either; it was Embra who wanted to get in, the Greenrider's word wouldn'd have any effect if Tirasha didn't think she should let in the other woman.

Tianthe yawned. Could something exciting happen, like the Brown biting off someone's head, or his rider doing so? She sure looked angry enough to do so. Willow glowered at his clutchsister. What good would it do if Theirs got her head bitten off?