[GREENFLIGHT] A dance with the waves

[demon_pachabel]

Oh! Oh Attention! Phylideth practically vibrated with excitement and T'mor could feel it back at the Weyr as he found the same excitement pulsing through him. And who was he to tell his to stop? Clearly, he wasn't going to as he noticed the ever so friendly face lingering in her doorway. Through Phylideth's eyes alone it was easy to recognize Skylla. The light haired man offered her a smile and an extended hand in greeting.

Phylideth, however, whirled his head around to follow after Neith as she brushed against and around him. While not the smartest of dragons, he was at least attentive, not quite turning on a dime, but with a beat of his wings, he went sailing up and then back and around so his own path rejoined that of the greens, bugling out after her. How swiftly and beautifully you move! he thrummed, enraptured.

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Phylideth's Stats

Strength: 13
Speed: 11
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 13
Wits: 5

11+5 = 16

First Round: 11
Second Round: 16

Total Thus Far: 27  

[TheWishling]

Iriseth crooned to the Green that circled him, singing softly to her as he watched everyone else around him. This was where he would excel, however. He was highly intelligent, and speed was where his strengths truly lay. Showing off for her, and doings something for His all at once, he tucked his wings and let himself fall towards the water, before taking off after her in a tight twist of his lithe blue body. Let her see that his intent was to make her feel as though the waves themselves were nothing compared to her beauty. Crooning again, he offered only the songs his harper sang for her to hear in his own manner.

C'yx had to blink at the other's manner. Was he trying to make sure he got to Skylia's weyr safely? A'iel got the first laugh since he'd gone blind, an almost bitter sound, "...Iriseth will hope. His desire pushes me but I go slowly for my own reasons." Fine, if A'iel wished to help, he'd allow it. He'd be nice and play along, but his fingers stayed on the wall, "Flights are always tricky to navigate, but Iriseth thinks himself a harper. There is a reason we sing together."

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Iriseth's States
Strength: 9
Speed: 18
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 12
Wits: 11


18+11=29

Round 1: 9
Round 2: 22

Current: 31

 

[Meepfur]

Mazamath did not expect her to turn back towards the Weyr so soon, but as she moved through and around them, Mazamath returned her croon with affection and enthusiasm, happy to have been acknowledged at all. And just as he altered to follow her new course, she turned back towards the water! Quick he was not, and all the doubling back ended with him trailing behind some of the others, but that was fine. The view was still lovely, and the game barely underway at all, and there was no need to worry. With a sort of all-over, mid-air wriggle, he bugled out again to announce and share his thorough enjoyment with all the others in the air.


Okay, so. She had definitely found the weyr part of the Weyr, but there were um...a lot of weyrs? She could wander around all morning and not find the right one, assuming the green's rider did want to be found. Hmm. Even if she didn't, there were plenty of boys besides Maz after the lady-green, and they surely had riders...somewhere. Possibly on the same hunt that she was, and very probably with better success, since they most likely knew where they were going. If she could find one, maybe she could follow them...

Adi stumbled first into someone simply going about their business, unsuspecting and nothing to do with the Flight - and pretty, also, but busy, and she still had a weyr to find. How embarrassing would it be if Maz won while she blundered around with only half an idea of where she was and never made it where she was going? Funny, later, but awkward. Very awkward. "Maaan," she whined to herself, forging onward in her quest to find, well, anyone that she could maybe latch onto to get wherever it was she was going. Or even just latch onto, depending on how things went.

Hard to miss was a tall man working his way down the hall, and she sped up her strides to reach for his elbow and attention, brightness in her tone even in the Flight-induced fog as she giggled a question. "Hey, d'you...are you in the Flight?"

In her head, it was more 'Hi, I'm Adi! Is your dragon in the Flight?' but the words didn't quite come together as she tailed the green with her dragon, a sensation she didn't experience often and had little practice thinking and speaking coherently through.

DarkHikari

have a slightly lost bluerider, H'ner? orz

Mazamath's Stats
Strength: 16
Speed: 6
Dexterity: 9
Stamina: 14
Wits: 12

6+12=18

Round 1: 12
Round 2: 13

Current Total: 25  

[BastetAmun]

Back over the water, Neith was aware she was beginning to out pace the boys who trailed behind her. It seemed they had not been ready for her actions, flying tightly through their ranks and then escaping back to the water with a feint to fly over the weyr. Her hearts continued to soar at the attention she was getting, the adoration was something she enjoyed when it came to flights, she never sought it out otherwise and normally didn't let it go to her head either.

A glance backwards to see that Iriseth was the only one to currently keep up with her, she gave a trill of appreciation for his flying before she suddenly began to climb. Although her wings were strong, she was not made for climbing too high in the air, and she was beginning to tire because of it. Her speed slowed down as well.


Emerald eyes moved to see T'mor as he approached her weyr and she smiled at the man. She knew him from around the weyr, like most wingriders knew one another, even though they were not in the same wing. She placed her hand in his, giving it a shake before moving out of the doorway so he could enter. "It seems my lovely Neith is giving these boys quiet the chase."

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For Round 3 roll Strength and Stamina

Neith's Stats
Strength: 13
Speed: 20
Dexterity: 14
Stamina: 13
Wits: 15


13 + 13 = 26

First Round: 10
Second Round: 32
Third Round: 16

Total: 58

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Neith: 42
Iriseth: 31
Phylideth: 27
Mazamath: 25
Nasath: 20
Thath: 8
Naeth: 0

Second Round will end July 20th at 10 PM Ct

 

[ShinosBee]

It was difficult to tell, with half his mind whirling through the sky on a pair of bronze wings, but A'iel was...pretty sure he'd gone and stepped in it now. The way C'yx had laughed, the harsher words...A'iel withdrew slightly, a curl of dismay making a flush of heat rush up his cheeks and over his neck. He hadn't meant to imply C'yx couldn't find his way, or needed help...he'd just...well, shards. He'd meant to offer a hand if the other man'd wanted it, but instead he let the lightly clenched fist drop back to his side as he nodded and resumed his awkward stumbling in the direction C'yx had noted.

Around one more bend, or two, the open door of Neith's rider yawned. Voices proclaimed they weren't the first to arrive, but A'iel again balked as they drew near, hesitation written in the silent shape of his rigid posture and the occasional glance back the way he'd come.

Up above, Nasath gave an ear-splitting trumpet as he surged upwards. The pretty green, little Neith, he could see the exhaustion around her wings. Wasn't this the part where she would fall back in drills? Ride the air he cut for her until she found her strength? Training made it instinct to try to reach for her as much as flight lust did, and his own unkillable stamina gave him the power to make a good go of it. I am here, if you need me, little green...!

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Nasath's Stats
Strength: 18
Speed: 9
Dexterity: 6
Stamina: 15
Wits: 12

Round 1: 6
Round 2: 14
Round 3: 27

Total: 47  

[demon_pachabel]

Oh, oh look at her go! Phylideth's eyes whirled as he watched the green soar higher into the air, trilling and singing with appreciation for her form - but seeming to not actually get his wits about him enough to actually soar up after her because dice were mean, omg. It was only after another began to ascend, the brown himself forced himself higher up, no longer content to watch - but very much behind in actually chasing.

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T'mor offered a smile. "That much, I can certainly tell," he agreed, though perhaps not as charming as anybody else who had graced the young woman's weyr thus far. He wasn't exactly charming in a suave sense, but more of a very eager and kind puppy (or the closest pernese equivalent). "She's quite the flier from what I can tell from mine."

Or at least the frustrations that basically translated to AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH that were being beamed directly into his head.

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Phylideth's Stats

Strength: 13
Speed: 11
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 13
Wits: 5

13+13 = 26

First Round: 11
Second Round: 16
Third Round: 6 (GOOD JOB PHYPHY)

Total Thus Far: 33  

[TheWishling]

Ah...Shards...he hadn't meant to run the other off like this. He'd not meant it as hard as it had come out. Honestly, it was frustrating. There was knowledge, sure, that his tone had been perhaps a bit more than it should have been. He was just tired of being treated differently, tired of the pity and the offers for assistance, but A'iel had meant well. Shards and shells. Once he heard the voices and felt the opening, he leaned against the doorway, simply listening, quietly. It wasn't as though he was interested in acting on the urges that Iriseth flying caused...but still.

Iriseth, however, could not help but bugle his pleasure after the Green. His own body rolled, and weary wings started his climb. He wasn't used to this any more, the climb taking a toll on his joints. Ah, had it really been this long since last he'd flown?

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Iriseth's States
Strength: 9
Speed: 18
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 12
Wits: 11


9 + 12 = 21

Round 1: 9
Round 2: 22
Round 3: 10

Current: 41

 

[DarkHikari]

Thath rumbled in anger at himself as he dropped behind her. Despite that his adoration for her soared. She was clever and agile, and he wanted her all the more for it. He beat his wings and renewed his chase. She would be his.

H'ner startled just a bit at the sudden hand on his elbow followed by a voice. He'd been trying to remember which weyr was Skylla's. He figured he'd check to see if she was accepting friendly faces before turning his search elsewhere if need be. He looked over the woman in front of him now with curiosity. Her face wasn't familiar to him, but that didn't mean much. He chuckled a bit at her jumbled question before he nodded. "Yes'm. My big ol' fool of a bronze is out there chasing shiny things again. Lookin' for Skylla? Not sure if she's taking visitors but it don't hurt to check right?"

Meepfur

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Thath's Stats

Strength: 10
Speed: 11
Dexterity: 12
Stamina: 10
Wits: 12

Round 1: 8
Round 2: 0
Round 3: 9
Total: 17

 

[Meepfur]

He might not have been as quick as some blues, but he made up for it in his ability to dig deep and climb after the green, wings pumping strong and steady as he rose after her. Not so strong as the bronzes, of course, hides shining over thick muscle in the morning sun, but it was possible that he might still be enough for the lady they all courted. Mazamath thrummed appreciation for her. How high we all soar for you, all lovely, but you the loveliest of all.

"Is that who I'm looking for?" Adi giggled and, since he'd raised no objection to her hand on his elbow - and she had little concept of personal space even when there wasn't a Flight on - hooked her arm into his and smiled up at him. "Maz'n I are just visiting, so we don't know where we're going. Well, he does, of course, me not so much." Another giggle, never in short supply. "Mind showing me the way? And if she's not taking visitors, maybe..."

DarkHikari

Mazamath's Stats
Strength: 16
Speed: 6
Dexterity: 9
Stamina: 14
Wits: 12

16+14=30

Round 1: 12
Round 2: 13
Round 3: 20

Current Total: 45  

[BastetAmun]

She was tiring, the strain was beginning to be too much for her wings and she could feel it. It was now or never, one last final ditch effort to awe them before she decided upon who she would chose. Nasath's words got a trill from her. That is true in drills and flights, Handsome Nasath, but we will see if it is your wingbeats I glide on at the end. With those parting words to him, she stopped beating her wings and stalled in the air above all of them. Perhaps it looked like she had stopped, had grown to tired, but then she pulled her wings in tight to her body, turning in the air upside down, she then began to fall like an arrow towards the water.

Neith began to fall faster then she anticipated and in her fear of hitting the water to fast, she unfurled her wings, causing her to spiral, though she managed to recover herself in time before she would have hit the water.

Skylla had moved to look towards the doorway, seeing that C'yx had taken a spot leaning against the door. She smiled, though knowing he couldn't see it, she spoke up, letting her happiness at seeing him and Iriseth be heard in her voice. "C'yx, It's lovely to see you and your Iriseth." A'iel looking uncertain and worried got her attention, but she didn't do anything aside from smile at him, she wouldn't make him stay if he did not want to. Her attention went back to T'mor then and smirked some, pride for her dragon showing. "I do think she is quite pleased to see the chasers she has."

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For the last round roll Wits, Speed and Dexterity

Neith's Stats
Strength: 13
Speed: 20
Dexterity: 14
Stamina: 13
Wits: 15


14 + 20 + 15 = 49

First Round: 10
Second Round: 32
Third Round: 16
Fourth Round: 5

Total: 63

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Neith: 58
Nasath: 47
Mazamath: 45
Iriseth: 41
Phylideth: 33
Thath: 17
Naeth: 0

The last round will end July 22th at 10 PM Ct.
Remember, if no one exceeds Neith's score the top four will be rolled to find the winner after this round.

 

[ShinosBee]

A'iel wasn't about to force his way past C'yx in the doorway, and already hesitant, he ended up sort of just lurking for a short while in the hall. The question for him was less on if he wanted to be there and more about if he was wanted there. It would not be the first time he'd been rebuffed mid-flight. Of course he'd never dare press his luck in staying around, but it still stung, that sort of rejection.

Nasath's training to assist his wingmates played against him now, as seeing her stall out was more or less the worst he'd been taught to fear. He came roaring up to try to catch her just as she tucked into a dive, and was left hovering awkwardly as she rocketed down towards the waves. He snorted, a bit embarrassed before diving after her, his own descent by necessity much slower. A full dive with his weight would be terribly hard to pull up from, after all. Still, he was determined to keep himself in her focus, if possible.

...She could always turn him away if she wanted. If he backed off, she'd not get the chance to make the choice, right? He'd come to Western for a fresh start after all. Forcing himself to feel confident he edged forward, not past C'yx, but into the open doorway, to nod almost solemnly at those gathered around.

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Nasath's Stats
Strength: 18
Speed: 9
Dexterity: 6
Stamina: 15
Wits: 12

Round 1: 6
Round 2: 14
Round 3: 27
Round 4: 6

Total: 53  

[demon_pachabel]

The brown continued to watch attentively as Neith made her final maneuver, trilling with appreciation for the gesture as he spread his wings to turn, almost barreling over onto his back as he began his own descent after her. Perhaps not as daring as her own speedy dip to the water, however, as the brown spread his wings out again sooner than she did.

While he didn't jerk back up into the air, it did allow him to continue his gliding. You are so daring! How lovely you move through the air! he trilled to Neith, half awed by her speedy ways in the air.

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T'mor chuckled. "I'm sure she is, it is a rather energetic group." he agreed, but perhaps he simply still felt that his dear, bratty, brown was simply still ready and raring and eager. Maybe only one member of the group was energetic.

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Phylideth's Stats

Strength: 13
Speed: 11
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 13
Wits: 5

5+11+15 = 31

First Round: 11
Second Round: 16
Third Round: 6
Fourth Round: 17

Total Thus Far: 50  

[TheWishling]

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Iriseth's States
Strength: 9
Speed: 18
Dexterity: 15
Stamina: 12
Wits: 11


11 + 18 + 15 = 44

Round 1: 9
Round 2: 22
Round 3: 10
Round 4: 10

Current: 51

 

[Meepfur]

It was inevitable that her climb would cease and she would fall, whether as she chose or in another calculated maneuver, and Mazamath was ready for the latter. He was quick to follow after her, spinning his body as he dove before snapping open his wings to stop his descent and level out his flight. He gave a bugle of delight and appreciation, senses humming with the thrill of flying and chasing. It has been a long time since I had such fun, he crooned, not only to Neith but to his fellow chasers, Or seen such beauty. And I would be content to go a long time again, with memories of today to sustain me.

As her dragon made his best effort at sincere charm, which she personally found adorable (like everything else about him), Adi was glad to see that she'd been on the right path after all - only steps ahead of her and her newfound friend lay an open weyr into which a couple of men disappeared. That...was probably the one.

Mazamath's Stats
Strength: 16
Speed: 6
Dexterity: 9
Stamina: 14
Wits: 12

6+9+12=27

Round 1: 12
Round 2: 13
Round 3: 20
Round 4: 25

Current Total: 70  

[BastetAmun]

Wings ached in her joints, her body showing the strain and she was ready, she had decided who she was choosing and she turned slowly towards him, reaching out with a croon of delight. Mazamath, dear heart. You have danced wonderfully in the waves. I have made my choice to dance the rest of this night with you. She moved nearer to him again, ready to entwine her body with his.

Skylla was aware of two more joining into her weyr as she felt the ache in Neith's joints. She rotated her shoulders as she looked over all of them, seeing a woman was with them and that was the rider of the blue who Neith had chosen. She walked over to the woman, gently taking her hand and bringing her more into the room, her hands gently moving over her. "It seems my Neith has chosen your Mazamath lovely. Shall we?" She glanced at the men, T'mor, C'yx, A'iel and H'ner, "If any of your boys would like to join, I don't mind." Her eyes moved to Adi as she ran a hand through her hair. "Do you lovely?"

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Mazamath: 70
Neith: 63
Nasath: 53
Iriseth: 51
Phylideth: 50
Thath: 17
Naeth: 0

Congrats to Mazamath for catching Neith!

Meepfur