Post by Raelyn on Jan 28, 2012 22:32:47 GMT -5
Y'san took a deep breath, looking in the mirror in his bathroom. He nervously reached a hand up to his hair and attempted to smooth it. Then a second later he ran his hand through it. Y'san wasn't sure if he liked it smoothed down or mussed up. He couldn't decide, but made the decision to make no decision at all. He gave a sigh and turned away from the small mirror, exited the bathroom, and moved into the bedroom of his weyr. Nrieth was dozing on the dragon bed. He'd been sunnign himself most of the day, obviosuly in a lazy mood, and now that it was getting dark out, it was also getting chillier in the Weyr so he decided to doze. It was late december, cold enough that even during the day the people of the Weyr had to be bundled up. And at night, it was frigid. Y'san did a once-over in his head. Blue button-down long sleeved shirt that matched Nrieth's hide - check. brown wherryhide jacket - check. Grey full-length trousers - check. Nice pair of boots - check. Okay, he was ready. It wasn't such a big deal. Y'san tried to convince himself of that. But after Aireth's flight, and their night together, and that kiss, he hadn't seen Transiit much around. Then again, the whole Weyr was still mourning Raiin's loss even months after it happened. He supposed he ought not to be so self-centered. But Transiit kept popping into his head at the most inconvenient moments.
He shook his head to clear the errant thoughts and looked back at the sleeping Blue, a smile on his face. See you in a little bit love Nrieth snorted softly, touching his rider's mind lightly before falling back into slumber. Y'san glanced at the calendar. 2 weeks until the Turningday Ball.
That's what he was dressing up for. More specifically, he was about to go and ask Transiit to go to the ball with him. He felt a small smile tug at his lips. She was beautiful, and fiery, and... he really, really liked her.
Y'san left his weyr and walked into the hallway, heading for the weyr he'd memorized his way to and from on the one occasion he'd been there. Just in case.
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Y'san paused at her doorway and smoothed down the front of his shirt, ran a hand through his hair again, and took a second, steadying breath. Then Y'san reached forwards and knocked on the door. Y'san smiled and examined the stone of the wall.
He shook his head to clear the errant thoughts and looked back at the sleeping Blue, a smile on his face. See you in a little bit love Nrieth snorted softly, touching his rider's mind lightly before falling back into slumber. Y'san glanced at the calendar. 2 weeks until the Turningday Ball.
That's what he was dressing up for. More specifically, he was about to go and ask Transiit to go to the ball with him. He felt a small smile tug at his lips. She was beautiful, and fiery, and... he really, really liked her.
Y'san left his weyr and walked into the hallway, heading for the weyr he'd memorized his way to and from on the one occasion he'd been there. Just in case.
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Y'san paused at her doorway and smoothed down the front of his shirt, ran a hand through his hair again, and took a second, steadying breath. Then Y'san reached forwards and knocked on the door. Y'san smiled and examined the stone of the wall.