Relaxation {Hinata}

[Akira]

Guinevere sighed quietly as she made her way to the Hot Springs for a nice, relaxing break from the constant torture of her dragon. There wasn’t much that could embarrass her down there, so it was one place she felt relatively safe. She cautiously looked around her before taking a tentative step into the springs. They were just what she needed to make her muscles relax, and help her forget all of her worries. Well, most of them anyways. Please Mine, don't stay away too long. I am getting bored sitting here. Gwen hung her head at her dragon’s loud voice. Please Kimieth, just let me be for a little while. She kept her thoughts calm as she sent them to her dragon.

[Jilli]

Noita carefully peeled out of her clothes being careful not to disturb the almost healed wound across her ribs. It was still sore, but the pain had grown less and less each day, and now it had almost completely closed thanks to the healers that saw to her every day against her wishes. There were far worse injuries to look after, and the springs had been doing their job just fine.

Stepping into the hot water she couldn't help the sigh that followed. It felt like she had stepped into heaven. The warm waters easing all the strains and tensions that seemed to build with each passing day. The rebellion was doing well, angering trelis's dogs more with each hour that passed. That was worth all that happened.

Dont stay in there too long Noita lovemine. You'll do more damage than good.

Oh go hunt will you? You've been grumbling about not being able to all morning
Her thoughts were slightly perturbed. Nag Nag nag. That's all her dragon seemed to want to do since she'd been hurt. One of her riders was stepping in and she smiled lifting a hand in greeting.

"Guinevere, how are you faring today?"

[Akira]

Guinevere jumped slightly when she heard someone talking. She had thought she was alone, but because her dragon was so distracting most of the time, she had completely missed seeing that Noita was already there. Oh…h-hi Noita. Um…I am…um...well. She was in shock, and her inability to speak a coherent sentence was proof of that. I am sorry, Kimieth has been quite distracting lately. She dipped her head in apologies as she spoke to her leader, the leader of the Rebellion. She took a few deep breaths, and calmed herself before lifting her head and looking the other woman in the face. She smiled softly as she watched Noita. She was doing her best to tread lightly, and not get herself, or her dragon, into any trouble, though she feared that the peace would last only so long.

Miiiine, I wanna play. Will you come play with me now? Kimieth’s voice was loud, as it typically was, but it was hard to listen to when she started whining. Please Kimieth, just wait a little while longer. Guinevere hung her head as she sent the mental message to her dragon. It was almost a constant battle between the two of them. But for some reason the large green was being more difficult than normal, and the young rider was at a lost as to what she should do. Kimieth was almost two turns old and acted like a hatchling most of the time. No doubt Noita had noticed this, and Gwen felt like a harsh punishment was headed her way because she was failing to control her dragon. But how could anyone change the way a dragon was once they decided what they wanted to be?

(((OOC: Sorry my mind kinda died on me there near the end.)))

[Jilli]

Noita's smile was warm, one she rarely used during most of her appearances as their 'leader' her eyes were still cold, but then that was as warm as she ever got. The young green was so playful and hatchling like. She had thought Kimieth would have grown out of it by now, but apparently not. It was a little unconventional, but nothing that would bring harm, so she saw no reason to put a stop to it. Guinevere seemed quite nervous, then, most people were around her. Even their allies treated her with an uneasy sort of wary restlessness.

"She's quite the playful little thing isnt she? " she carefully reclined against the edge of the spring taking a length of clean cloth she'd brought with herand carefully washing her shoulders and abdomen, being careful to be exceedingly gentle around the wound. The girl seemed to be depressed, or self conscious.

"Don't worry that she disappoints me or the rebellion in any way. Greens serve their purpose even with personalities like theirs. Most of them are playful, flirty, flighty, and seem to all the world like the only thing that matters is having fun."

Her eyes found Guinevere's and hovered there for a moment.

"She is serious when she needs to be, and that is enough. Her play doesn't place us in danger, so dont let it worry you so much."


Very good mine. You are getting better at being kind to them when it's not quite in view of a public audience.


She almost growled as the sweet alto voice filled her mind. would you stop snooping please? This is aconversation between riders and i think i can handle myself here thank you. She loved her dragon, franath knew, but the constant mothering! She could not wait for Sylencath to fly again so her attention would be off of what she could be dong better and more concentrated on fending for and protecting her eggs.

[Akira]

Guinevere was slightly afraid of Noita, but mainly she was afraid of disappointing her. She wanted to prove to everyone on the Rebellion that she and Kimieth were very useful and not a real threat to anything but maybe themselves in Kimieth’s case. Yes, yes she is. Her voice was soft and respectful as she spoke to her leader, and desperately hopped that something bad wasn’t about to happen to her or her dragon. She watched Noita carefully as the other woman cleaned herself. Gwen wasn’t here to clean, but then again, Noita had a wound that she hoped she would never get. But living a life in the Rebellion was no guarantee of safety. Her brown eyes sparkled with joy and amazement when she heard Noita’s words. She wasn’t upset with them, which meant that they had done something right.

Thank you Noita. The excitement Guinevere felt showed through into her voice as she thanked Noita for her words. She would make sure to take Noita’s words to heart, and keep them in her mind when dealing with her dragon. So the two of them wouldn’t get in trouble for Kimieth’s playfulness, that news made Gwen feel as though a great weight had been lifted from her chest. She felt Kimieth’s purr of satisfaction and shook her head. I think that might have gone straight to her head. She hadn’t meant to think allowed, but the thought was already out of her mouth before she even realized she had spoken a single word. She looked at Noita, wondering what the leader of the Rebellion would do, and hoping that she wouldn’t be upset about it.

[Jilli]

Noita almost laughed. The girl went from nervous jumpy wreck to excited, happy, and almost glowing in a matter of moments. Her tinkling laughter DID come through after though, when almost as if lost in thought, the girl made a comment about her dragon being very self satisfied with the non-rebuke they had obviously thought they were due for.

Your riders know how important this rebellion is and they respect you. You're a bit hard to figure. You must remember mine, they are used to female leaders as weyrwomen, not as a weyrleader like you. They're unsure of what to expect, but they know you'll do what you must. A little encouragement every now and then will not hurt.

Within a matter of seconds Noita grimaced. The warmth in her face momentarily eclipsed by annoyance. She was guilty of the same thing Guinevere had just done.

"Would you desist Sylencath?! I know that already! Just go eat!"
After a moment of blessed silence from her dragon, she relaxed again with an apologetic look at Guinevere.

"Have you ever wondered what it would be like if your concsience ever actually had a voice that you could hear?"

She needed to be more personable around her riders, they respected her yes, but they also feared her. While their fears, if they had been her enemy, would be well warranted, she wanted her riders to have a different impression of her, so she gritted her teeth and tried to appear more nice and human than she usually was.