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Post by cerinthe on Dec 20, 2005 15:35:12 GMT -5
"Oh" Rylene said as they danced to the tempo. "I learned from my mom...and I practiced with my siblings a lot. Thats how we would play sometimes." Rylene smield fondly as she talked of her family. She was missing them more everyday. Though she could see them whenever she wanted to.
"Can you believe that we might Impress." She couldn't stop herself, Rylene still hadn't been able to believe totally that she might be a dragonrider someday soon. "I just can't believe it." She laughed as they danced, and then the song ended and of course the dance did to. "You hungry? I wouldn't mind a few more of those pastry's. " Rylene giggled evily and then scurried over to the bench and the delicious tasting pastry's that she couldn't get enough of.
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Post by dragonmenta on Dec 26, 2005 8:59:28 GMT -5
Zylaera smiled as Hanen and Rylene walked back over to their table. It seemed they all kne whow to dance. She grinned, holding two bubblies out to the pair. Dancing always made you hungry. "Its good that song finished or there'd be none of these left. I just love good pastry!" She added grinning. She took a swig of Wine to rinse her mouth of the flakey treat and waited for the others to satisfy themselves.
It would be her turn next to dance with Hanen. She mouthed to Allyopa to play a slow song. Hanen would need a bit of a break from the more lively beats.
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Post by cerinthe on Dec 29, 2005 13:35:38 GMT -5
Rylene smiled responding to Zylaera's smile, then she took her bubblie that Zylaera was handing out to herelf and Hanen. "These look so good...they smell good too." Said Rylene as she admired hers, then without further ado ate it in three big mouthfull's. "Mmmmm..." Rylene sighed, she loved food.....especially stuff that she hadn't made.
Whiping her mouth Rylene turned to Zylaera before she wne toff dancing with Hanen again. "You wouldn't mind handing me the wine would you? I'm parched.after all that dancing and eating....my throat couldn'y swallow if it wanted to" She giggled becasue she knew that wasn't true, but she wanted to see how good of wine Zylaera had managed to...encounter.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Jan 2, 2006 8:49:35 GMT -5
"I know how to make them, so if you ladies ever want one..."He smiled roguishly. Hanen took his pastry from Zylaera, and began to eat it slowly. He never had been one to eat many sweets...though the cooks would like him to put on a few pounds. He was skin and bones they said. It was all due to his early growth spurts. He hoped they wouldn't fatten him up as he never wanted to be pudgy. He really ought to start working out more. Running in the morning was not enough. "Which wine did you manage to come by?" He asked with interest. Hopefully it would be a dessert wine.
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Post by dragonmenta on Jan 2, 2006 12:28:12 GMT -5
Zylaera obliged the two to generous glasses of wine. She tutted Hanen imperioulsy," What kind of wine do you think. We are having pastries so it is obviously a dessert." She smiled, cocking her head to the side so that strawberry hair tumbled down her shoulder. She nibbled on the last bit of her own pastry, waiting for Hanen to finish.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Jan 7, 2006 9:10:31 GMT -5
Hanen took a few bites of his pastry before filling a glass of wine for himself. The rich taste of the wine was sweet enough to compliment the pastry. Before long he had finished his pastry and the wine. Standing he looked around at the girls. "Ready for another go?" He couldn't wait till the next Weyr gather, all this practice made him excited for it.
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Post by cerinthe on Jan 7, 2006 10:02:04 GMT -5
Rylene yawned as she watched Hanen offer to dance once more. All this dancing and eating and drinking was making her feel a little bit sleepy, even though it was still slightly early.
Her eyes were half-lidded as she took another sip of wine, it was very good and the flavour was fast becoming a favorite of hers. Rylene shook her head to fight off the drowzyness. Blinking her eyes and moving her body to get back to life she turned to Zylaera, figuring that she had a minute with her before she went back to dancing.
"Zyaera where did you get such good dessert wine, i absolutly love it." Rylene smiled and giggled, she was getting alittle more tired each minute that passed. "Wow i can't believe I would be so tired this early....must be all the work and dancing we've been doing." Rylene spoke and then yawned, as her head tilted slowly to the table, and her eyes too, were closing.........
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Post by dragonmenta on Jan 9, 2006 10:05:01 GMT -5
Zylaera finished of her wine and nodded towards Rylene, winking," Thats for me to know and you to hopefully, never find out." She laughed and placed a hand on Hanen's arm. "Shall we?" She asked, eyes twinkling. Allyopa struck up a sweet, slow ballad and Zylaera led Hanen to the empty space they had been using. She noticed that a few other people, most of them she didn't know, had turned up as well at her siser in-laws music and were enojying themselves as well.
"I hope you don't mind a slow song," She said softly, flipping her hair over her shoulder, "I think they are much more...hmm." She hummed softly, smiling flirtaciously at hanen. She had perhaps drunk more than she had thought.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Jan 10, 2006 9:49:18 GMT -5
Hanen had not really had much wine, one glass seemed to be enough to make his eyes glisten a little. Thats what happens when you have no built up tolerance he thought. Hanen took his position on the floor with Zylaera and began to dance smoothly. "I don't mind slow songs myself." He said a bit quietly. The wine might have gotten to him or maybe it was the fact that Zylaera was a beautiful girl...he didn't really know, all he knew was he felt like the room was getting smaller.
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Post by dragonmenta on Jan 10, 2006 10:24:32 GMT -5
Zylaera sniled softly and let the music weave its spells around her. She chouldn't stop looking at Hanen. He was a good friend. A friend...just that. She was a tease, but she didn't want to mess with him. She had broken to many hearts in her short years. Her days as a wild child were over. And yet...looking at him she felt an internal stir that sent her stomach afluttering. How many glasses had she had...not counting the long draught she had taken from the skins on her way to the hall. She matched her body fluidly to Hanen's and she had to admit that they certainly danced well together. She looked into his eyes, saying nothing but the message was clear. The feelings she had tried to ignore and shove away for her friend were resurfacing.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Jan 13, 2006 14:38:27 GMT -5
He felt that it was good Zylaera was a friend. She was a notorious flirt and such so he couldn't very well expect her to feel anything toward him. He had begun to build a resistance to the girl's charms, at least he hoped that much. She was a friend and he would do nothing to ruin the trust of that relationship. Besides, he was too young for her. When they impressed things would still be on the friend level and they would not have to worry about the whole relationship dragon issue.
Hanen's dark eyes looked back into hers and he felt his sanity slipping away from him. The way she was looking at him made him slip even further...shells! Girls were complicated.
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Post by dragonmenta on Jan 17, 2006 9:39:05 GMT -5
Zylaera grinned, twirling away from him and then turning back in close. Her expression was bright but her eyes a little lucid. She kissed him full on the mouth, laughing when she broke away. She was gone, totally gone and not for the first time. She had almost forgotten what being drunk was like after haveing been sober for so long. She didn't want to do anything that could stop her from impressing and here she was again. She looked expectantly at Hanen, her eyes darkiening with dangerous flirtation. The wild child was back.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Jan 17, 2006 11:51:56 GMT -5
Hanen had been confused before, now he was completely lost. She had kissed him and he could do nothing but smile like an idiot. He managed to continue dancing somehow through his shock. He figured he should shrug it off... it was all in good fun, she had probably been drinking too much. He would not do anything he would regret and neither would she. As he pulled her back toward him he kissed her back in a gently flirtatious way. He didn't mind having a little fun. Someday after they were dragonriders they could do more without anything to hold them back. Hanen decided to take this all as light hearted fun. He could never expect Zylaera to love him, at least not so young as he was. If he ever fell in love, it would be to a girl like her...wild, fun, able to break or make or break him. Daze had grown a bit jealous again, her eyes whirling a light orange color. she was extremely agitated. Her body anguage said as much. She ruffled her wings and made loud chittering noises. Daze was glaring at Rylene who was the closest target for the flit's anger.
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Post by cerinthe on Jan 18, 2006 11:52:30 GMT -5
Rylene's eyes opened. Though she didn't know why she had woken-up. Raisong her head up off of the table, she encountered a unhappy-looking Daze, who seemed to think that she could scare Rylene away by hissing and glaring at her. Rylene glared right back at the agitated fire lizard, then she coaguth movement out of the corner of her eye. Turning her head she watched slightly startled as Zylaera kissed Hanen. No wonder Daze was mad, she was slightly shocked herself though from the way Zylaera was smiling she guessed that she had a a cup to much of the wine.
Turning herattention to the green flit Rylene shook her head sadly. "You know he won't always be your's forever....better get useed to it." Rylene turnd her back to Daze as she stretched, ignoring any hissing Daze may hve been sending her way. "Well those to are getting quite frendly." Rylene remarked as Hanen kissed Zylaera. Rylene simply smiled at the to as they danced, she doubted anything would come out of those little kisses....not this close to the Hatching.
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Post by hrsegrl245 on Jan 18, 2006 12:03:34 GMT -5
Daze fluttered her wings and left Rylene alone. Possibly the flit understood she had nothing to do with it. Hanen was hers and that was that. Daze was still a young flit, she would learn with time about humans. She stood on the edge of the table like a gargoyle, unmoving and staring right at the two dancers.
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