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Post by Zirin on Apr 13, 2012 1:03:39 GMT -4
Yufa smiled softly. "I think... I think the men and women who join them are quite brave." She said quietly, her thoughts once more ranging to her younger brother and the classmates she knew had gone between to the Rebellion hideout; many she knew only because braymoth had been the one to give out coordinates. She wished she could confirm that the 'lost weyrlings' were safe and sound, but Hirion was not necessarily an ally. "I do hope they remain safe."
Braymoth was growing bored with their conversation, so when he finally added his own input, he included Hirion just for kicks. I think the Rebellion would be fun. Think of the bloodshed, the excitement. Those lost weyrlings had the right idea if you ask me.
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Post by Kitsuneko on Apr 15, 2012 16:11:59 GMT -4
A different voice entered the conversation suddenly, and Hirion blinked in surprise. It didn't take her long to realize the source of the comment must be Braymoth; not only was Yufa's dragon the only one who would possibly have a reason to talk to her, but it just seemed like a very garnet-like thing to say. "Umm...not sure about that--" Hirion started to say skeptically.
Of course, Ferrth had also been listening to the conversation, and with Braymoth's intervention, the blue decided it was time for him to chime in as well. He had no problem including Braymoth and Yufa as well. I agree with him! I mean, not about the bloodshed and violence, necessarily, but it sounds exciting and adventurous, like it'd be a lot of fun, Ferrth chirped.
Hirion's palm slapped her forehead. "Ignore Ferrth. I'm pretty sure he has no idea what he's talking about," she said.
Spoilsport.
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Post by Zirin on Apr 17, 2012 19:44:51 GMT -4
“Braymoth please...” Yufa sighed, well aware that it had only been a matter of time before the garnet grew bored with the conversation. She took a deep breath, “I truly am sorry about him Hirion. I sometimes forget how… impolite he can be.” She had long grown use to his thoughts and opinions, and there were times she even forgot how terrible his thoughts could be. She chuckled as Hirion tried to cover for her own dragon as well.
“You have to admit there must be some sort of thrill for fighting what you believe in.” She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, glancing off the where Braymoth was with a small smile. If it wasn’t for her need to be at Trelis to train as a healer, she would have mounted up and followed her brother to the Rebellion. Braymoth was disgusting and vicious at times… but she loved him all the same.
Oh come now blue, how thrilling is it to tear the flesh from a heardbeast’s bones? How delicious is the warm blood down your throat? The garnet swished his tail, wondering if he should push and see just how adventurous Ferrth could be. Why, the only thing more thrilling would be to work from the shadows, don’t you think?
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