Grei was severely bored... [open]

[POTMRayne]

Grei was severely bored. His sisters were completing their chores, so he was left to his own devices. There were a few children at the weyr, he’d seen them around, but he couldn’t say he’d made many friends. He could count Jekel as a friend, but he was a candidate, and was spending most of his time with Raiin.
He’d managed to get away from his chores early that day, he’d grabbed his drum and retreated to the lake.... Usually there were lots of people round there, many dragon riders, so he hadn’t been able to practice his drumming in solitude. But it looks like he’d get the chance today.

Cold...why must it be the one day I can escape from my chores early and it’s OVERCAST!!! Meh... at least there’s no one to bother me as I’m practicing....

And so Grei began a steady beat on his drum.... to warm up from being so out-of-practice. He steadily began to try harder and harder rhythms, and eventually his newly broken baritone voice rang out with each beat.

This isn’t that bad actually... I forgot how fun this could be!





[So did I.... good to be posting again!]

[ShadowReine]

"You can't possibly want a bath today," came the feminine voice from above Grei's head. The angle was such, of course, that the woman must have been mounted on a dragon.

Must have been. However, the dragon was blending into the clouds, or else the clouds were so low as to almost be counted as fog, for it would take a long moment at best for anyone to detect its form against the white of the overcast.

At least it wasn't actually raining. "You might wait until the clouds clear."

And there, yes, came the rumble of a dragon.

"That's because you're *vain*." The tone of the voice, though, was not really angry, but the sort of light, mocking teasing one might offer to a close friend. Of course, the dragon's responses were not audible to the Candidate.

[POTMRayne]

Grei stopped playing instantly. That was a voice he heard.... right? “You might wait until the clouds clear.”

Ah! There it was again! Is she talking to me? I don’t think so.

Grei craned his neck up, trying to spot the rider. Where is she? He thought he might’ve seen movement in the clouds quite low, but Grei couldn’t be sure.

Maybe if I just sit here quietly they won’t notice me.....





[Yay! I wasn’t expecting a reply so quickly! And by the way.... Grei isn’t a candidate.... ]

[gazzathegreat]

J’reth stared at Grei listening to the rhythm of the drums. He is actually quite good he thought to him self but then Grei stopped and looked at the sky. Probably just waiting for it to rain it was overcast after all but he looked like he was looking for something… he walked over to Grei and stood right behind him waiting for him to notice.

[POTMRayne]

Grei waited until he was sure they, the dragon and it’s rider, wouldn’t notice if he left. He slowly got up......... and managed to run head-on with another person!

“Woah!”

It was hard to make more noise than Grei just did, among the shouting and stumbling backwards, he also managed to drop his drum and sticks. They made a huge wallop as the they hit the ground, then each other, then the ground again. AND, because of the fog, and the previous silence, the sound was magnified by about 1000.

I do believe everyone on the Southern Continent head you just then..... In fact, I’m sure of it! Grei thought in disgust.

He looked at the person he’d just ran into. Not too pleased with *said* person, at all.

“You could have coughed or something.” Grei was definitely not pleased.....

[Inkith]

"You could have coughed or something," said someone irritably.
Heh. Someone is annoyed.
Transiit had been wandering through the fog dreaming about the prank she was going to play on Jekel.
I might ask Iindi if she wants to help me.
It was just the kind of weather today that Transiit liked.
Drab, grey and overcast, rain is okay, but fog is better.
Transiit was heading to the lake to have a chilly swim.
I really chilly swim.
That voice sounded like Grei, Iindi's little brother. When I think that they could actually somehow be related I feel sorry for Iindi.
"Well then lets go see what all the shouting is about," Transiit mumbled to herself.

(OOC hehe funny ;D)

[ShadowReine]

OOC: Whoah.

The dragon that had been above now became visible. Not the green or barred one might have expected from the feminine voice, but the ivory form of Nyocia's (and probably Pern's) only white dragon. His name might well be known to Grei, thus...most people knew who Tyrth was. And his rider.

A bit away from the group on the beach the small dragon backwinged to a landing. He was smaller than any of the greens...although not *that* much smaller than the tiny Amirinth. "Hey there," Gwen called. "Don't mind us. Tyrth has decided he isn't clean enough."

Which as the white looked almost pristine might be a key to his overweening vanity.

[Inkith]

Whoah it's Gwen and Tyrth, that white hide really stands out doesn't it. So whats Grei doing then?
"Hi Grei, isn't it a nice day, and what was that racket I heard?"
Wait he was playing the drum.
Wynter was standing at her side, staring thoughfully at the white dragon.
"You're Gwen right? and is that Tyrth? Wow is he always that, like, shiny, don't tell me you're washing him, he's pristine."
Wow he looks so cool
"Wynter here seems to find him interesting too." Transiit ruffled her canines fur.
His hide is almost as white as Wynter's which is surprising as I have to spend hours cleaning him up
"Well I am going to have a swim. What are you guys all doing here?"