Post by Tashe on Oct 19, 2008 16:25:35 GMT -5
Threading her fingers through the tips of her hair, Gina eyed the Junior Weyrwoman as she tugged on her shirt sleeve, obviously wanting to tell her something. "Huh? What is it Kaegan?" It hadn't been her plan to spend the day with the Goldrider, it just kind of happened that way, she and Saraina had run into on their way into the Gather Square. And of course, the Greenrider wasn't going to refuse to hang out with Kaegan, she was her friend after all.
"Can we go to the Tanner's stall after this? I need to get some new leathers for Condor."
"Tch. Yeah. Condor needs new shoes too."
That interjection was of course, put forth by her Bluerider companion, her voice always had mocking tone to it... whether she means it to be, or not. "Sure, we can go there. And Saraina, you better not let Soleil chew on anything." Arching an eyebrow and casting a glance down at the devious looking puppy, Gina frowned slightly before setting off once more, the Gold and Blue Riders dogging along behind her. "First stop, Weaver's stall. I need new yarn." The Greenrider gave the others no say in the matter. They were going to the Weaver's stall first and that was that, no arguing, no complaining. /Gimine, are you buying things that will embarrass your Queen?/ Why would I buy something that would embarrass Aslath or Millieth? Grinning as a flustered amount of emotions flitted over their bond, Gina let go of her connection with Dasmonth before turning into the Weaver's Stall, surprised to see one of their classmates there. It was a small world, especially confined to a small space such as the Gather Square.
Shrugging slightly, Gina wondered over to the Yarn section, happily eying the amounts of colors and textures. Oh this would be fun!
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Grimacing as Ismaroth intruded his thoughts, the Brownrider was tempted to exit the stall and just return to the Weyr, Gathers were just to crowded. /Come on Romine, just get your things. I think you can handle dodging the people, if you can dodge my tail you can dodge people./ His Brown could be so annoying sometimes, but E'rro knew he wouldn't trade the big lugnut for anything. He had been the only thing that kept him somewhat whole through his stay at Benden, and the one who had forced him to stay here after the attack, for which the Boy still hadn't forgiven him for... but finally decided to accept his new life. Although he might have accepted that, he couldn't accept the fact that these shirts were utterly atrocious! Ruffles had gone out of style in the North even before he had come to Selenitas for a final time.
Narrowing his eyes in disapproval, the Brownrider moved over slightly, almost as if he was sure that the bad fashion was contagious. Sorting through the other not-so-out-of-style shirts, E'rro glanced up in time to see three Selenitas Riders (plus a little pup) enter the Stall, unfortunately they were all female's and they were all familiar to him. The Green and Blue Riders he had spent time with in Weyrling lessons, and the Goldrider was... well she was the Junior Weyrwoman, nothing much else to that. Returning his attentions onto a black shirt that he had sorted out, E'rro was determined /not/ to interact with his fellow Selenitas Riders.
"Can we go to the Tanner's stall after this? I need to get some new leathers for Condor."
"Tch. Yeah. Condor needs new shoes too."
That interjection was of course, put forth by her Bluerider companion, her voice always had mocking tone to it... whether she means it to be, or not. "Sure, we can go there. And Saraina, you better not let Soleil chew on anything." Arching an eyebrow and casting a glance down at the devious looking puppy, Gina frowned slightly before setting off once more, the Gold and Blue Riders dogging along behind her. "First stop, Weaver's stall. I need new yarn." The Greenrider gave the others no say in the matter. They were going to the Weaver's stall first and that was that, no arguing, no complaining. /Gimine, are you buying things that will embarrass your Queen?/ Why would I buy something that would embarrass Aslath or Millieth? Grinning as a flustered amount of emotions flitted over their bond, Gina let go of her connection with Dasmonth before turning into the Weaver's Stall, surprised to see one of their classmates there. It was a small world, especially confined to a small space such as the Gather Square.
Shrugging slightly, Gina wondered over to the Yarn section, happily eying the amounts of colors and textures. Oh this would be fun!
---
Grimacing as Ismaroth intruded his thoughts, the Brownrider was tempted to exit the stall and just return to the Weyr, Gathers were just to crowded. /Come on Romine, just get your things. I think you can handle dodging the people, if you can dodge my tail you can dodge people./ His Brown could be so annoying sometimes, but E'rro knew he wouldn't trade the big lugnut for anything. He had been the only thing that kept him somewhat whole through his stay at Benden, and the one who had forced him to stay here after the attack, for which the Boy still hadn't forgiven him for... but finally decided to accept his new life. Although he might have accepted that, he couldn't accept the fact that these shirts were utterly atrocious! Ruffles had gone out of style in the North even before he had come to Selenitas for a final time.
Narrowing his eyes in disapproval, the Brownrider moved over slightly, almost as if he was sure that the bad fashion was contagious. Sorting through the other not-so-out-of-style shirts, E'rro glanced up in time to see three Selenitas Riders (plus a little pup) enter the Stall, unfortunately they were all female's and they were all familiar to him. The Green and Blue Riders he had spent time with in Weyrling lessons, and the Goldrider was... well she was the Junior Weyrwoman, nothing much else to that. Returning his attentions onto a black shirt that he had sorted out, E'rro was determined /not/ to interact with his fellow Selenitas Riders.
