Who Aignes & D'had
What Riders say hello, dragons showing off.
When Late Summer
Where Fort Weyr - Lake Shore

Fort Weyr - Lake Shore
This lake shares many features common to mountain lakes — a brilliant blue jewel nestled amongst the rocks. The waters are crystal clear, and the north shore slopes gently before abruptly falling away into the depths. This lake does have one significant differentiating feature, however. The south shore of the lake is a tumbled mass of rubble, rock and earth of an ancient rockslide smoothed only by the elements in the intervening years. This rubble, as well as the rather sheer east and west faces, makes for the north shore to be the only one easily accessible.

Springs arrival is noted by the disappearing lake ice. As it melts it breaks up into smaller icy bergs. These bob randomly throughout the choppy waters, slowly disappearing as the temperatures rise. They also frequently provide sport and entertainment for the bathing dragons. The emerging shoreline is inviting, though the water remains chilly for their human counterparts. As spring draws nearer to summer, the waters begin to feel quite invigorating with Rukbat's growing shine.

This late, late summer day would just be perfect for swimming if it weren't for that early nip of autumn wind that's already began to kick up. Aignes might be down at the lake, but she's decidedly not in the lake. The weaver is merely strolling in a cozy, oversized sweater. Czarduinath is fully enjoying the water though. Cold never bothered the green anyways. While she had been lounging in the shallows, the dainty little green suddenly sits up and gaze darts around as she searches for something interesting.

D'had strides towards the lake, his jacket on against the chill of the air but its left open. He is hardly interesting. Above, in the sky, there is something that's sure to be interesting. Siebith. The blue ever with a flare for dramatic in his flight, ever the daredevil, twisting, turning and diving through the air for no other reason that he can. That and someone is sure to be watching. Right?

Yeah, humans are not really of much interest to Czarduinath unless she can figure out something they can do for her. D'had is safe for now, although the green's eyes turn towards the sky. She'll watch the older blue's antics for a moment but apparently they pass muster because it's not to long before she's launching into the air herself. « Need a partner? Just for one little dance? » Sometimes a girl's gotta stretch her wings. A little smile touches the corner of Aignes' face as she watches her dragon take to the sky. Looking back over her shoulder, she does spot the other rider and gives a nod of greeting. "Hello, there. Lovely day?"

Siebith's warble of greeting is heard above. « Always looking for a partner. » the blue's mindvoice shouts though crashing waves, « But I fly, don't dance. » Whatever the green wishes to call it however, he's happy to have her join him. As for D'had he finally notices the young woman when she speaks, "Seen worse," he agrees if only to say, yes.

Ribbons of laughter mix seemlessly with Czarduinath's trill as she speeds closer to join in those corkscrews. « Sounds like you don't realize just how unlimited dancing can really be! » She has wings and she's always itching to defy gravity! Aignes has paused in her walking, hands tucked deep into her sweater pockets as she gives a nod. "Yes. Should enjoy it before we have sevens of snow." Young though she might be, Aignes can carry on small talk about the weather like the best of old men.

D'had chuckles, dimples of youth peeking through age. "True," he agrees readily, drawing in a deep breath of the crisp air. Not so much for small talk himself, a glance skyward and he can only shake his head, turning a smirk of a smile back towards the young woman. "He's never going to shut up tonight." Above, Siebeth is clearly pleased to have the green join his show. Loops and barrelrolls, up and down he darts through the air.

Czarduinath will pace herself to make sure she doesn't completely outpace her new found partner although she can't help put show off with her darting and weaving into the loops and through the barrel rolls. Aignes' eyes dart up to the sky and then back to the bluerider. "He shouldn't get too many ideas. She's just like that." She waves a hand up to the flirty, aerial display.

She shouldn't worry about outpacing Siebeth. Ask him and he's the best flyer in all of Pern! The more she darts about the skies with him it only serves to encourage more impressive stunts. Aignes' comment brings another chuckle from the man, "Oh, don't worry none sweetness. He's just like that too. Loves ta fly and loves it even more when someone's watching."

Czarduinath won't worry too much, since she'll do her best to make sure they both sparkle and shine. She wouldn't be joining him if she thought he was a sub-par flyer, after all! Aignes bristles slightly at the sweetness and takes just a half step back. "Well then. She'll at least watch for a while. And move on when she finds some greener pastures." Which probably won't be green. Blue or brown or bronze, but she's green enough.

D'had doesn't mean anything by it. That's just him. He just shrugs at that, not commenting or perhaps not noticing the woman take that half step. "Least they're having fun," he offers not needing to look up to know just what tricks the blue is trying out with his new friend. "Just don't be surprised when he comes asking her to fly with him again."

And taking offense to anything not complying to her own rules of propriety is just Aignes, although she's gotten better. She hasn't ran away in horror at any impropriety in ages. "I won't be, although she might," the greenrider also doesn't need to look up as well. "Usually though, if she's occupied she might be able to set her uh… previous suitors with another green." Matchmaking is probably Czardi's favorite hobby after all. She's just so generous like that.

D'had ahs, dipping his head in a nod. "Doubt he'd mind that either as long as he has a partner to push the limits with." A shrug of shoulders follows, the man turning a glance out over the lake and then up again judging the time. "Don't let me interrupt your walk though."

"That's normally how it works," Aignes can admit to that. At least Czarduinath has worked out a system so she can turn away those she's bored with as gently as possible usually. And it all works out in the end! At the mention of her walk, she gives a nod. "It was nice meeting you, and clear skies." Even if names were never exchanged. Maybe Czarduinath will have gleaned them in her dancing or maybe not. Aignes may be moving on to finish her walk solo, but Czarduinath will keep company with the blue for a few minutes longer before her fancy ends up wandering off to the next project with little to no fanfare.

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