Beach Party with the Boys

[Kitari]

((Calling Fallen and F'rallen! Wow, that's a mouthful o.O))


It was a perfect day. Just perfect! Brinne had woken early, yet well-rested, and had peeked out of her bedchamber to spot a clear sky and Rukbat's golden glow. Quickly, for there was far less of it now, the greenrider had washed her luxurious red hair and scrubbed her skin til it was pink, then dressed in swim clothes and pulled on a tunic and pants over top. This was just the kind of day she had been waiting for! No Sweepriding duties today, which meant F'rallen was free, and Elinth was fed and clean. No, there was nothing else this day could be used for except a swim at the beach!

As Brinne strode out of her bedchamber to scratch the slowly-waking Elinth's eye ridge affectionately, she paused a moment to ponder her day. Why, she hadn't really thought of it before, but wouldn't it be nice if she invited someone else along as well. After all, she and F'rallen spent lots of time together, especially since they were partners for Sweepriding, and it might be fun to spend the day with someone new as well. Besides, she was sure F'rallen wouldn't have a problem with it; he was fine with everything. So why not!

Growing more excited now, Brinne hurried over to a hide scrap stretched out on a table and jotted down two notes, then tore the hide in half. She tied one piece to Duke's leg and sent him off, rather begrudgingly, to find F'rallen. The other she attached to Damsel, who was far more willing, and directed the young green to find Fallen. There!

Like, what are you doin'? Elinth asked, curiousity piqued. She raised her mossy green head, turning to consider her rider.

"I sink it eez a perrrfect day for a swim, and I deecide-ahd to invite Fallen and F'rrrrallen. You like Vicroth and Dacrith, no?" Brinne included the dragon's names as an anchor for the green, since dragons didn't tend to pay attention to any human's names aside from their own. The girl picked up a redfruit she'd taken last night from the Lower Caverns and not eaten, biting into it while she moved to get her dragon harnessed.

Omigod, I like, love that idea, mine. I love swimming! And I totally love friends to play with. Although she was less excited by the idea of Dacrith being there, Vicroth was a very amiable bronze, and she had quite enjoyed his company in the past.

"I sot you vould be 'appy!" Brinne smiled, doing up the straps on the harness and pulling herself up into place. "I could uze a day in ze sun, some tann-ahng on ze beach, and a dip in ze vater. In zat order, zo, mesinks."

Feeling her rider comfortably in place, Elinth stepped off the edge of her weyr, dropping towards the floor of the Bowl before flaring open her wings. She swooped upwards and then between, coming out down the beach from the wharf, so that they would be in a quieter, more secluded area. The dragon glided slowly to the sand, touching down lightly and crouching so that Brinne could more easily dismount.

Are you like, totally sure that you don't want to swim first? Elinth inquired, gazing back at her rider sweetly.

"No, darrrling, I vill let you play vis ze boys fairst," her rider assured her, clambering down. Her toes scrunched up, enjoying the feel of the gritty sand, and she stepped away from Elinth so that the green could amble into the ocean.

Rukbat was not far over the horizon, but its warm rays were already baking the sand. Waves were gently washing onto the shore, their frothy tendrils rushing up to tease at Brinne's toes, and a couple of sea-birds were crying out as they circled high up in the sky. Brinne breathed deeply of the salty air, smiling broadly, and then stripped off the tunic and pants to leave only her swimming gear. She then settled herself onto an already-warm mound of sand, closed her eyes, and started soaking in the sunlight. Knowing men, it would take those boys a while to get here, so she may as well get some tanning in before they arrived!


((Brinne ze Frenchy and Elinth la ditz!))

[D'gellin]

((Power played Damsel a bit, hope you don't mind, Kitty! ><))

Even with a day off from sweepriding before him, Fallen woke early, getting to the Lower Caverns before the morning breakfast rush had crowded the tables. As he sat drinking his klah, he absently weaved some string together, running over old patterns in his head. The Weaver Hall hadn't been his home, but weaving itself was something he couldn't drop. He paused only to stuff a piece of food into either his firelizard's mouth or his own. So absorbed was he in his morning ritual that he didn't realize there was a new presence in his midst until the eager little green Damsel was right in front of his nose!

"Ai-" Fallen caught himself just before tumbling backward off the bench, one hand catching the table in time to right himself. The young fire lizard chirped endearingly, offering her letter without any fuss. Ah, this must be one of the flits from the mail service then. He didn't recognize her, in any case. "I thank thee." He muttered, a smile tugging at one side of his mouth as he rewarded the green with some food. Kaine only glowered from his own perch on Fallen's shoulder, ruffling indignantly at having his portion of treats so flippantly given away. He could ferry letters if he wanted to as well!

Huh, but who would be writing to Fallen? Curiosity piqued, the bronzerider unfolded the note, squinting at the words for a moment. What hast thou received, Fallen?[/color] "An invitation." The rider replied around a bite of bread, glancing back at the green flit just before she blinked back between. He'd long since lost any fear that people would think him crazy for talking to apparently thin air. Most of the riders of Vicroth's clutchmates likely knew him for his stubborn habit of speaking aloud to his dragon. Anyone else could go- From whom?[/color] The bronze pressed. "From Brinne." And then for Vicroth's benefit. "Elinth's rider." Oh! Oh Fallen, can't we go? I beg of thee![/color] Fallen smiled absently, running a hand over his mouth as he leaned an arm on the table. He could just see Vicroth craning his neck eagerly toward the lake after gleaming the information from Fallen's unspoken thoughts.

"If only for thy happiness." He relented after a pause that left Vicroth squirming in the suspense. Brinne and, he supposed, F'rallen, had always been good company, and he had been at a loss until now for what to do today. As Vicroth hummed happily, preening himself in anticipation, Fallen flipped the hide over and jotted a quick reply to thank Brinne for the invite and let her know he and Vicroth would be joining them shortly. With Damsel already long gone, Fallen allowed Kaine the opportunity to prove his worth in messaging, and sent him off with the note. Having already finished his meal, Fallen leisurely headed back for his weyr. He might have even been a little merry, despite his old limp.

Thou art so slow! Rukbat shall set before thee is ready![/color] Vicroth complained. Fallen had given up trying to understand what it was about Elinth that made the bronze so happy. Puppy love? What ever it was, it managed to press him enough that Fallen was strapping the bronze's harness on in little time at all.

Vicroth bugled a friendly hello as they blinked from between to the beach, gliding across the water and flicking his tail so a little splash sprayed playfully in Elinth's direction. Good morning, Elinth! He said as he touched down on the beach, just a little ways off from Brinne's resting place. Thou art lovely as ever. I trust that I find thee just as well?[/color] Fallen chose to ignore Vicroth's innocent flirting, dropping off the bronze's arm to the warm sand. "And don't you look cozy." He commented with a teasing half grin to Brinne as he took off his boots and shirt. Why did between have to be so sharding cold? It made traveling in warm climates such a pain...[/font]

[Kitari]

((Damsel don't mind!))

The warm rays of sunlight played along her form, from her toes to the slender fingers splayed loosely across the sand. Brinne lay with one arm behind her head, propping her up comfortably as well as keeping at least some of her hair free from the grasp of the gritty sand. Her green eyes were closed against the radiant light, with her long lashes falling demurely across the tops of her cheeks. Brinne gave a slow sigh, a smile playing across her lips, as she soaked in the warmth and relaxed.

Until her serenity was interrupted by the flutter of wings.

Eagerly, Brinne's eyes flashed open, and her head turned on a long, elegant neck. Only to be disappointed. A flitter was buzzing around with a note tied to his leg, and the girl's brow creased unprettily in a displeased frown. "Surely one of them isn't declining," she breathed, calming the flitt long enough to retrieve the message and scan it. "Oh!" she continued in delight, frown immediately melting into a pleased smile. "Fallen's coming. That's Vicroth's rider, dear!" Brinne added for the benefit of Elinth.

He is? Elinth replied shyly. The green dragon was now submerged up to the base of her neck, and Brinne giggled at the sea serpent-like image her darling had created.

"Yes, and hopefully he'll come quickly," Brinne murmured, lowering herself back down into her comfortable sprawl. She was all too aware how such a position would appear when the boys finally arrived. Her back was arched slightly over the mound she was lying upon, her flaming locks spread like a wave over the sand and teased at her shoulders, and her long, shapely legs were laid out to best effect. The swimming gear was a two-piece outfit of a rich emerald colour, and it was perfect for accentuating her curves and sparking imagination.

Oh yes, Brinne was ready.

Thus, when the bugle of a dragon sounded, moments before Elinth informed her of Vicroth's arrival, the girl didn't startle this time. Instead, she held her pose quite deliberately, turning her head slowly upon her arm to regard the bronze dragon settling onto the beach and the man dismounting from his back. At his teasing comment, Brinne's lips quirked in a playful smile, and she gave a low, sultry laugh. "Quite cozy, indeed. You really ought to join me." She was pleased to find Fallen in such an amiable mood already, for he had presented quite the challenge in warming up to her before. This boded well, indeed.

And he didn't seem to mind the slighest about her shortened hair!

As Fallen shed his clinging tunic and straightened, the light fell upon his face bare chest, highlighting quite exquisitely his chiseled features. Brinne's eyes raked over his muscular form, and she wet her lips with a slow play of her tongue. "Oh, this heat," she murmured, fanning herself lazily with one hand, "I feel rather...overwhelmed."

With Vicroth's arrival from between, Elinth looked up with a whirl of excitement in her eyes. His playful splash elicited a mental giggle from the green dragon, and she tilted her head sweetly to watch him land on the beach. Good day, Vicroth. You are too kind... She dipped her head. I am quite well, thank you. Would you be interested in a swim?