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 Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2018 6:02 pm
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Z'haq had been so busy with his duties as wingleader, that Resa felt the need to do something special. A sunset on the beach with a wine-skin sounded good, maybe she could ask the kitchen staff to fill a basket. "Lyraeth, can you ask Eorawth..." She didn't have to finish her question. The gold gave a rumble of amusement.
I wondered when you'd be asking yours for time with him, she said. Eorawth, my dearest one, Mine wishes for yours to meet her on the beach. Tell him not to eat before, she's going to be bringing dinner. Maybe suggest that tunic I like, the embroidered one...
"Not to the beach! It'll get ruined!"
Mine suggests he not, maybe the gather one.
"There's no one for him to impress at the beach!" Resa protested.
Nonsense mine, he must always look his best.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2018 7:19 pm
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From his ledge outside the large weyr Z'haq had moved them into when he became Wingleader of Flame's Fury Wing, Eorawth rumbled. Z'haqmine, Lyraeth says hers requests your presence on the beach.
"Does she now?" Z'haq didn't look up from the roster he was working on, but the smile was audible in his voice. "Did Lyraeth say why?"
No, but she did say not to eat, that hers would be bringing dinner. The bronze whuffled with amusement. She says to wear your gather tunic, or the one she likes with embroidery on it.
That made Z'haq sit up. He'd only worn that embroidered tunic a couple of times, both special occasions. What was Resa plotting? "All right, tell Lyraeth that I'll be there as soon as I'm done with my work, which shouldn't be long." Stretching hugely, he felt his back crack and let out a soft moan. There was so much paperwork involved with being a Wingleader. Maybe he did need to get out more.
Eorawth snorted. It's true, you need to rest and enjoy yourself. And His would, if he had any say in the matter. Which he did. Lyraeth, my love, Mine says he will be there, and is curious about what she has planned. In truth, the bronze was curious too.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2018 11:42 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2018 4:36 pm
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Oh, I'll keep the secret, Eorawth reassured Lyraeth. It will be worth it to see Mine's face when the surprise is sprung on him. Sticking his big bronze head in the weyr, he whuffed at Z'haq. We should go, Z'haqmine. Lyraeth and hers are expecting us.
"Can't keep a couple of ladies waiting, can we?" Z'haq pushed his chair back and stood, stretching again. "Give me a moment, I'll be ready to go."
True to his word, the bronzerider took no time at all locating the requested tunic. Sliding aboard Eorawth's broad shoulders, it was a quick glide across the Weyr bowl to the beach, where Lyraeth's golden form was easily spotted. Eorawth landed nearby as Z'haq dismounted with a jump to the sand. "Resa," he smiled fondly, then sketched a bow toward Lyraeth. "You requested, I have arrived. I heard there was a picnic dinner?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2018 9:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2018 9:57 am
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Eorawth sidled up to Lyraeth's side and gave her a quick nuzzle. No, I have never seen a human hatchling. The bronze snorted a chuckle. He was pretty sure that Z'haq had never seen one either, especially not one that he had sired himself. Oh, this was going to be so much fun!
Gathering Resa in his arms and holding her close, Z'haq gave a contented sigh. "I won't ruin it, I promise. And yes, Lyraeth requested it specifically." He gave the goldrider a kiss on the forehead and released her to look at her. "You are just… so lovely, Resa. How can I let my work get in the way and prevent me from seeing you as often as I'd like?" With a wry laugh, he shook his head. He really did miss her, though at times being a Wingleader was worth it. But not often.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2018 10:22 am
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Mine says we will, but that it will take a long time, Lyraeth offered, with a nuzzle. I don’t like waiting, but perhaps one day they will Impress! Then we will have a hatchling, too.
“She would,” Resa smiled, shaking her head. “She told me she thought you ought to look your best.” She smiled up at him, and placed a kiss on his cheek. “I don’t know how you can stand it,” she teased. “I have a surprise for you later, but you’ll have to eat first. You working so hard seems to distract you from a decent meal, too!” She poked his ribs.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2018 8:01 pm
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That will be exciting! Eorawth wondered why it took so long to hatch a human. But the prospect of a hatchling of their own, once the small human grew up and Impressed, was also very exciting. His eyes whirled happily -- he was with his Lyraeth, there was going to be a human hatchling between their riders, and His was going to get the surprise of his life. It was a good day.
Z'haq tried to dodge the finger in his ribs before it tickled him through his tunic, and was only partly successful. He grinned at Resa and shrugged. "I try to remember to eat!" he said, lowering himself to the blanket spread over the sand. "I can't exactly have my wingmates bring me food! And I feel funny about asking the kitchen staff to deliver. I'm not that important -- I'm a Wingleader, not the Weyrleader!" Reaching up, he took her hand and drew her down to sit beside him. "So, what's for dinner? And what's this about a surprise?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2018 8:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2018 8:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2018 8:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2018 9:52 am
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We could. I will suggest it to him. Eorawth's attention turned to Z'haq. This was it, the big reveal! He couldn't wait to see the look on his rider's face. If the big bronze could have grinned, he would have.
"A… a father? Me?" Z'haq blinked stupidly and stared at Resa open-mouthed. A father? If there was one thing the Wingleader had never imagined himself to be, it was a father. He wasn't a womanizer, so it was unlikely that he had any progeny floating around Pern; he was a hard-working man, though, and felt he'd never have the time to properly devote to raising a child. But here it was, sitting right in front of him in the form of his love Resa and her serene yet bemused smile.
The open-mouthed expression turned into a grin. "You're… going to have a baby? My baby? Well, of course my baby, I don't think you've been with any other men… I-I didn't mean you COULDN'T have been with other men, I've been so busy you-- I mean…" The bronzerider laughed and shook his head. "I'm making a fool of myself, aren't I? A baby... Our baby…"
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2018 12:41 pm
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