Hello, friend, and welcome to Solace Weyr, the dead-as-shit Dragonriders of Pern site which was recently liberated from invisible-thread hell. Nobody roleplays here any more, but this place is still pretty great. Feel free to stay a while and admire its quiet beauty.
Post by danaphantom on Oct 9, 2011 19:45:53 GMT -5
Norra had a mission. She was dusty and smelly, an unfortunate side-effect of firestone sorting. She may be a Searchrider, but no one could truly be spared for Threadfighting. Depending on the current events, her duties either tended towards searching or general riding. Today, with Threadfall on the horizon, and a lull in searching due to Grenth's... condition, it tended towards the latter.
Clad only in the light mists that rose from the magma-heated pools, the Searchrider organized her possessions in preparation for her bath. Clean clothes, soapsand... oh, right. A bright grin spread across her face as she lifted the vial. She had completely forgotten about purchasing the infused oil at the last hold she had stopped at. Holders and crafters were always eager to hawk their wares at Dragonriders, and often Norra was more than happy to oblige.
She stretched her lean body to her full height, stretching out sore muscles as she mused on the fact she was about to go from rank to refreshed... with soft skin, scented sweetly... Mmm. She let out a gentle sigh as she sank an elegant foot into the water, ready for her bath.
Y'kar was sweaty; he wasn't sure if it was from working out, dragon rider duties or perhaps the person he had rolled around in bed with for a bit. Either way, he needed a soak, he considered using the privates baths that riders had, but part of him really just wanted to go to a public setting and talk to others. It was a nice day to be out and even though he had only put on a pair of loose pants and a button up shirt(in which he left unbuttoned). He wandered aimlessly around the baths, finding that most of them were empty until he found one in which there was a young woman standing in front of a pool(obviously naked.)
The green rider shimmied out of his pants and shrugged off his shirt before boldly sauntering past the woman who was dipping her foot into the water. He didn't bother checking the water out, he simply ungracefully slid deep into the water and let out a moan of pleasure from the heat that hit his skin. It was so delicious that he allowed himself to sink deeper into the water before he looked at the woman, allowing his eyes to travel over her form even though there was no lust in his dark brown eyes.
"Those are some nice boobs you got there." He grinned at her, obviously teasing her as he twisted around and looked around for his sweet sand, he could have sworn he had brought some, he frowned and tapped a finger to his chin. Must have left it back at the weyr then, he shrugged to himself before twisting back around and wiggling deeper into the water. "Quite sure you can get frost bite anywhere if left out in the cold long enough." His grin grew larger, almost like a chesire cat.
She wasn't really teasing... though Norra certainly would if she had spotted any pretty ladies in the baths today. There wasn't any, which wasn't surprising but was certainly disappointing. Ah, well, there would be time for flirting later... when she wasn't grayed by firestone and reeking of phosphorus.
A wry grin spread across her face as she recognized the man that sank into the pool opposite her. Y'kar... she hadn't known him long, but when they did get together, it was always fun times. Even if it wasn't that kind of fun.
"Oh, aren't they?" she asked cheerily, squishing her pair together. "You really ought to try them sometime." Of course she was aware of his orientation - that's what made it all the more hilarious.
No longer messing around, she sunk into the water (mostly to cover up the threadscarring that lined her right shoulder and back), letting out a light sigh as the warmth surrounded her.
Y'kar had only known Norra for a brief time, but he had come to love when they met at random places. She had a great sense of humor and she was like him(in her own way), she was riding a dragon of the opposite gender that usually went to males instead of females. There weren't a lot of female blue riders, but neither were there a lot of male green riders. If Y'kar had been bisexual, people probably would have still thought he was homosexual.
The male tilted his head to the side as if thinking about it before pushing his chest out of the water and twisting to the side to give her a look at his chest from the side angle. "You know, I've been meaning to get some...but I just don't know if I have the right shape for it." He pushed at the skin on his chest, but there wasn't enough to manipulate to make cleavage or anything. "I'll just have to live my dreams through your boobs." He said with a laugh before sinking back into the water.
The green rider grinned at her words before pouting as if he was upset by her words. "What? Don't think I could bring in all the males with my handsomely good looks?" He gave a shrug and leaned back in the water, rubbing at his arms a bit in the water before stretching.
"Got any sweetsand I can borrow? Left mine back at the weyr."
Post by danaphantom on Nov 8, 2011 13:27:44 GMT -5
Norra regarded her friend as he posed, her fiery brows knitting together as she pondered. Her thoughtful frown turned into a devious grin as she retrieved her sweetsand. Oooh, this was a good idea. This was one of her best ideas yet. Yes...
"Oh, I know how we can get all the boys to your weyr. ... Maybe not all the right boys, but hey..." she started as she drifted over to the Greenrider, eyeing him as best she could with the two of them mostly submerged. "We're about the same size, right?" They were of similar height, at least... there would need to be some alteration...
"How about... I'll bet we could get some rag or something from the lower caverns..." She looked down at herself, trying to judge how much they'd need. "It's settled, then!" the Bluerider declared, without giving Y'kar any option to ask what in the world she was plotting, or even say no. "After this, you're going to come to my weyr, and we're going to have some fun."
Y'kar didn't miss the look that his friend gave him, he stopped posing and looked at her curiously. His eyebrows raising at the devious grin on her face as she began to move closer and closer. If Norra wasn't homosexual, Y'kar would have worried that she was planning on assaulting him. The words she spoke though made him frown a little, he wasn't exactly sure if he wanted that kind of attention from people though.
"Um?....I think I'm happy with just the attention I'm getting now." Y'kar usually only slept with those who had one his green in a flight and wasn't a female or heterosexual. The right attention was something he'd rather have, he wondered if Norra even knew what the wrong attention entitled anyways as the young woman moved close to him. Okay, now Norra wasn't making much sense, he shrugged at her question. He figured they were about the right height, his body was bigger than her because he was a male and they just weren't skinny or willowy when it came to their chests being wide rather than large.
"In case you've forgotten love, we're both homosexual. We don't do that kind of fun." He didn't know what Norra was talking about, in fact he was worried that his friend had lost her mind and was trying to take him down with her. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, wetting it as he tried to figure out what half of her rambling had been about. Weird questions, weird looks and definitely weird half formed sentences.
Post by danaphantom on Nov 9, 2011 13:30:18 GMT -5
Norra laughed heartily at Y'kar, in part because of his confusion (oh, if he only knew!) and because of his last statement.
"Honey, you're not my type! Don't worry! You'll feel right as rain... even better!" Before the Greenrider could respond, however, she dunked her head underwater, scrubbing dust out of her fiery hair. Drifting away to give the man some space and privacy (if he needed it), she surfaced a few feet away, breathing in the steam and scent of soapsand.
She hummed quietly to herself, her devious grin slightly faded as she concentrated on washing herself, trying to keep her scored shoulder slightly hidden. It was impossible to completely hide the wound without clothing on, but she was self-conscious about it. Sure, plenty of Riders were scored... but that didn't make her feel any better about it.
He figured he wasn't her type, she wasn't his type either but he still looked at her doubtfully. He opened his mouth to respond to her rather vague answer but she was already disappearing under the water to get her hair wet. He pursed his lips together, irritated that he couldn't figure out what she was babbling about but at the same time overly curious to know. When she surfaced he moved towards her to take the soapsand from her, he knew she was plotting something he just didn't know what. He took a handful of it and gave her back the bag before beginning to scrub vigorously at his skin.
He glanced at her, watching as she tried to cover her scars. Y'kar had seen a lot of threadscores before, his skin was unmarked by the wicked parasite but he knew most had some scars. He had seen it when he came sauntering in earlier, but he had merely shrugged them off. Norra was beautiful to him as a friend, there was no point for her to feel uncomfortable about those scars around him. He ducked his head in the water for a brief moment before pulling it out and shaking the water as he scrubbed soapsand into his scalp.
"Do I get a hint to what you're planning my wicked friend?" He asked, digging his fingers deep into his dark hair as he worked in the sand. He paused to scratch at a but if skin before continuing to work on his hair. Sadly, he wasn't the stereotypical homosexual who cared too much about their looks. He liked being noticed, but he didn't go to dramatic lengths to get attention.
Post by danaphantom on Nov 10, 2011 0:27:00 GMT -5
After another quick dunk to rinse herself, Norra turned her attention to Y'kar, smiling gently. She pondered for a moment, trying to think up a good hint.
"Well, for one, don't call me wicked." She gave him a teasing wink. "Well... hmm. I guess I could ask... do you feel pretty?" For being a male riding a Green, he was surprisingly non-feminine... though that didn't mean she couldn't try to change that. Or at least get a few laughs. "It's just a little fun, is all. You only need to do it once, then I'll leave you alone. Promise."
She dunked under once again, before grabbing another handful of sweetsand for a second scrubbing. "That is, unless you beg for more."
Y'kar kept scrubbing at his skin. smiling back as Norra winked at him. Oh he'd called her wicked all he wanted until he got a straight forward answer or at least enough clues to figure out what she wanted. Perhaps his mind was just in the mud from what he had been doing previously, but he still thought it had something to do with sex. He wasn't interested in it either even though she had said something about attracting males, but she also had said it wasn't the right kind of male anyways. So, he wasn't exactly sure what she was plotting, but it obviously wasn't good.
"I feel handsome, pretty just isn't me." He grinned at her, he wasn't really feminine like some male green riders. To be honest, he blamed the reason he was a green rider on the older harper who had originally been his first love. He wasn't upset that he was a green rider, in fact he loved Tarith with all his heart but he still pointed the finger at the blue rider. "I still won't sleep with you though." He laughed, unable to keep from laughing at the thought.
Post by danaphantom on Nov 24, 2011 0:22:55 GMT -5
Norra laughed again, rolling her eyes. She was having fun being enigmatic, but Y'kar's constant insistence that he wasn't going to sleep with her was starting to get annoying. Well, no duh. She wasn't interested, anyway. How many times would she have to say that.
"I already said, you only have to try once. Maybe you'll like it. And if you don't, no big deal." She'll just find some other hapless victim. The Bluerider drifted over to a submerged ledge so she could sit and scrub her legs, holding out the sweetsand when she was done. "Need any more? You'll want to make sure you're squeaky clean!"
Feeling that she was properly scrubbed, Norra drenched herself again, washing away the soap sand and the dirt and grime from her firestone sorting. She felt like a whole new person, now... and she certainly hoped Y'kar would feel the same way very soon. In a good way.
"Nearly ready?" she asked conversationally as she rose from the warm water.
Last Edit: Nov 24, 2011 1:00:34 GMT -5 by danaphantom