The pain that never fades ic:dal eli and j'dol

Nevinth backwinged as she came to her ledge. She wanted out of the rain badly. And so did her rider. Dalrian, Mine and I would like to GOOTR. EM is vt. But she is happy to see you. The Amethyst landed and let her rider slide from her back, soaking wet, her hair falling in undignified tangles, which she grabbed in her hands and rung out. She smiled when she saw him. "I guess this just gives me more reason to cut it, don't you think...?" she asked him, walking over to him and giving him a quick kiss, doing her best to keep him from getting wet.

She wasted no time in going to change and dry off. She came back quickly, drawing a comb through her hair as she walked, now in a fresh tunic and pants. "Are you doing alright my love?" she asked him softly, placing a hand on the side of his face, searching his eyes and his expression. "D'rian... when I graduate, we can leave the Weyr if you want... I'll go with you. Maybe I can be stationed as a watch rider... or.... or something..." she said softly. She knew it was hard for him to be here. Now that Kelath was gone... She couldn't imagine losing Nevinth.

Speaking of Nevinth... the amethyst was usually blissfully unaware of the loss that had been suffered - simply because she had a very short term memory... but as her rider was thinking about Kelath the dragoness let loose a low keen for a moment. Her bronze, the bronze she had loved so much and thoguht was so hot.... was gone. Forever. She lay down on her couch and curled up tightly. Yanoya bit her lip and looked to where her two huntyres now sat on the table not far from her, looking at her expectantly. She smiled and reached out a hand to the two. Pryd wasthe first to respond, clamoring to get there quickly and be the first. He, however, did not quite make it as Swift pushed himself forward, causing a quick squabble between the two. Eliitra sighed. "Pryd, Swift! Shush." She reached out a hand to her younger Lunar and moved him to a shoulder. These two were very well trained... well... Swift more than Pryd. But it was something that had been very important in her family. To have well trained huntyres and firelizards.

"Let's get some hot klah and something nice to eat..." She reached up again and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to hers to kiss him again.

Dal smiled when Nevinth's voice filled his mind. Somehow, her presence there was soothing, like it filled some of the lonelyness kelath's loss had left behind. He stepped back letting the Amethyst land and Elitra slid to the ground. Picking up a towel he wrapped it around her shoulders as she wrung her hair out.

"You'll look beautiful either way Eli." He returned her kiss, then let her go get changed, grabbing a towel and starting to help Nevinth get a bit drier so she didnt create a pool on her couch. When Eli came back, dry for the most part and combing her hair , he patted nevinth's shoulder and tossed the towel onto one of the chairbacks.

He gave her a small smile. She would leave the weyr for him, he knew she would. But he couldn't ask that of her. Or nevinth. The little amethyst was too social to be expected to live the mostly isolated life of a Watchrider.

"I know you worry about me Eliitra. I'm stronger than I look. And anyway. What would he think? Me just picking up and leaving when all that he wanted to protect is here? I may not be a rider any more, but im not useless, I can still help here...I'm alright."He repeated outloud the same things he had told himself over and over again since then.

" And anyway, with the rebellion becoming more and more active the only way I want you and my little amethyst beauty out there is with a full escort of blues bronzes browns and garnets."
Nevinth's keen touched Dal's heartstrings and he scratched her eyeridges lovingly.

"I know you miss him Nevinth. I do to. But he didn't want us to be sad did he?" Amazingly the commotion up until now had caused niether Hisame Nor shigure to stir in the slightest. What DID wake them up, was the huntyre squabble. Shigure yawned long and slow, stretching each part of his body before wandering around and climbing up onto Dal's shoulder. Hisame blinked sleepily, looking around. That was the only time she looked innocent or soft at all, just when she woke up. Soon she would be demanding attention. His attention was taken as Shigure readjusted himself to allow for Eliitra's arms around his neck. He leaned down and met her lips, giving her a proper kiss hello, and as she came to herself, Hisame did just what she was good at. The large ametrine flew up onto his other shoulder and butted his cheek with her head, demanding petting. When he ignored her she cried and slid down his chest landing neatly between him and Eli, using her nose to probe and try to separate them so she could get the attention that was supposed to be hers.

chuckling softly into the kiss Dal, reluctantly broke it off and slipped his arm under Hisame to support her, petting her until she was content.

"Good morning to you too princess..." there was a familiar voice "Kayath! J'dol!" His smile was a little brighter as his friend entered. He'd only seen him once or twice since everything had happened. Dal had tried to keep to himself as much as possible since then.

J'dol grinned as Dalrian of all people was the one to answer him. "Well hey there handsome!" He waved first to the dragonless man then to Eliitra as she too greeted him. "Well aren't you two lovey dovey. Hope I'm not interrupting anything." That the two were an item was no secret in the Weyr and even J'dol knew the importance of privacy from time to time.

Kayath snorted, trying to shake off some of the water that had collected on her hide, though she stopped when Nevinth spoke, suddenly remembering why she tended to avoid the amethyst. Yes? Kayath snorted, not at all understanding what was being said to her. She never could wrap her head around the way the purple dragoness spoke. Translation Mine? She asked her rider privately, grumbling as J'dol gave her a mental shrug. Stupid useless rider!

“As usual? That hurt’s Dal… here I thought we had something…” He lifted a hand to his head, as if to faint. He grinned and caught the towel that had been thrown to him, doing his best to stop the dropping. “You know, if I really am interrupting feel free to kick me out. I can come back later.” Then he winked at Dalrian, “Or if you’re feeling particularly kinky I’d be happy to watch.” He prepared to dodge any objects thrown at him by Eliitra.

Finally, someone who is actually useful. Not like you, stupid rider. She huffed before lowering her head to look at Dalrian. If you would be ever so kind, I would appreciate it. She was a big dragoness though, not like Nevinth, as she knew Dalrian would never be able to get all of her hide if he tried. But it was the thought that counted. “No wonder she likes seeing you so much Dal… you spoil my princess rotten.” Now that he had gotten most of the excess water off he went over to try and help dry off Kayath as well.

Dalrian just chuckled and shook his head starting to gently dry kayath bit by bit. " I like feeling useful j'dol. After so link caring for him any time I can do something for them it makes it a bit easier.". By Him of course he meant Kelath, by them he meant dragons, and it was the re placement for life. He'd gladly spoil kayath if it meant he could feel some other connection to his lost partner.

"And I think my time for those kinds of things has been claimed by this little lady here j'dol. We'll have to take a rain heck I'm afraid. ". He gave the topaz rider a cheeky grin. Hopefully Eli would know I was all in good fun. Though the way she was glaring at him she may have thought it was a bit more serious? He winced at the first whistle. He knew what was coming. The two huntyres did just as elli had trained them to do and j'dol was soon put upon, quite literally.

"Ellitra, I'm not goin anywhere. Am I gonna need to start protecting my friends because you want so much 'us 'time?". He grinned and still yowled kayath with one hand using the other to reach out and make a grab for her hand to tug her back against him.