A Toast (open... angry words and women welcome)

[Dizzy]

The Hall was abuzz with gossip, laughing and grumbling. Not all were happy with the events that had transpired... but Kedenth had caught Savath and that now gave them no excuse... G'llahar by rights was Weyrleader, at least for now.

The tall man with sinful green eyes looked up and down the table at his wingmates, grinning like a fool. Sidus was still the Weyrleader's Wing. The Wingsecond slid his highbacked chair out from the dark skybroom table. His motions were rough, punchy and he stumbled as he stood and raised his mug of beer in a toast. "To our Wingleader and Weyrleader... I hope now that son of a wherrie eases up on us..." The dark haired man's words were slurred but it didn't stop him from taking a long pull on his tankared, before wiping the back of his hand across his mouth.

[namelesslilly]

Temor looked up as one of the riders stood, he seemed drunk…. Very drunk. elbowing his friend in the ribs the quiet boy pointed and hid a smile behind his hand. Personally he could careless who the Weyrleader was as long as he aloud him and Tomar to sand on the sands at least once. Tomar looked up from his food as Temor nudge him in the ribs, and spluttered at the sight of the man standing to give a toast and then again at his choice of words. “This new Wyerleader must be purity laid back if his wing riders could say such things.”

Temor being the nosey boy that he was made sure to sweet talk the hole story out of a cute candidate girl he very night after the flight and new who the Wyerleader was even if he didn’t know anything about him. “hey Temor,” setting down his fork Tomar turned to his firend, “what do you think this new Weyrleader will be like?” but Temor just shrugged, sighing Tomar took out a small block of wood and a carving knife, when he caught the questioning look from Temor he just smiled his wicked smile before answering, “well there is only one way to really find out isn’t there? The new pair deserve a gift for there new position, I’ll just carve something up and give it to them.”

Tomar would have elaborated but with Temor he didn’t need to the boys seemed to share a strange link and Temor knew exactly what he meant, depending on how he reacted to the gift would depend on how Tomar viewed the man, and treated him.

[shawncameron]

S’hon looked up as the Sidus Wing Second stood and gave his… blessing. The Bronze Rider raised his own glass in a silent solute. S’hon had no fancy words to offer, or even drunken ones for that mater, all he had to give was his arm his dragon and his service and the Weyrleader would have all of those things.

Drinking deeply from his own flask S’hon looked down his table for the reactions of his own wing. what do you think of this Maz? there was a slight pose that made S’hon set his drink down in concern, well since I was not flying myself I can’t complain. S’hon’s eyes widend at this coment and at the slight bitternes in the Bronzes voice. Maz… it was S’hon’s turn to hesitate, he would do nothing to hurt his dragon and anything if it would make him happy, You didn’t want to fly did you? S’hon held his breath and was to intent on the conversation in his head to care if anyone noticed. It was a long time before Mazbeth answered, No. S’hon let his breath out but before he could ask what the problem was the bronze spoke again in a rush, but someday… someday I would like to fly even if I don’t catch…

Mazbeth… S’hon didn’t know what else to say.

[dragonshadow58]

((Angry?.... why are we angry?))

Yuri walked into the hall washed and relaxed but late. The Sidus wing second was already standing and speaking when she entered but she stopped and gave him her full attention when she realized what she had walked in on the only problem with this was that it made G’nor run right into her. Cursing loudly the Blue Rider came in scowling at his old friend and not paying attention to what was going on, “what was all that about?! You can’t just stop in the middle of the door way!”

H’ron stepped in after him and punched him on the back of the head as Yuri made hushing noises and pointed to the table with the new Weyrmaster. “ow what was all that about! Oh…” he fell silent after finally catching on to what was going on, quickly finding a seat Yuri looked questioningly at H’ron, “what is all this about anyway?” the Bronze Rider did not answer right away but glared up at the high table for a moment, and didn’t trouble to lower his voice as he answered. “we have our new Weyrleader. He was the Sidus wing leader but he’s too young if you ask me.”

Next to him G’nor was shoveling food in his face and looked up talking though a full mouth, “well no one asked you did they?” at the questioning look from Yuri and the scowl from H’ron G’nor swallowed, “so you where off hunting when the queen rose. You think you could do a better job? Your younger then he is!” “And stupider” Yuri piped in innocently as she piled some food onto her won plait. H’ron just continued to scowl and started to cut up his stake with a little more force then was needed. He knew the brown Weyrling was just kidding with him he did it to her all the time but still if he had been in the flight would things have turned out differently?

[didster7]

S'for nearly choked on the roast he was eating when G'llahar's wing second made his toast. Coughing loudly he managed to get the piece of meat from his throat and dispose of it in the napkin. He continued to cough for a few more seconds before finally getting his breath back. He looked toward the head of the table to see the reaction from E'mion and S'hon.

S'for thought G'llahar would be a good Weyrleader and didn't think his youth would be a factor. Although he didn't associate with G'llahar or his wing much he respected him enough to know that G'llahar would not let the position go to his head. He lifted his goblet of wine and standing saluted the new Weyrleader and Weyrwoman.