Thanks for the Memories (Open)

[nightingale]

(( If your charrie knows Saeo, they were invited. If they know someone who has an invite, they can tag along. XP ))

It seemed to Saeo that the rainy season had come early this turn. The weather outside was cold, spiteful winds driving marble-sized raindrops against he walls of the canyon in a powerful tattoo that challenged even the roar of the falls. Inside the young bluerider's wyer however, the violent thudding of rain on rock was muffled and rhythmic, and it's intensity lessened still further by the presence of a dozen sparkling glass containers filled with glows, bathing every flat surface in a soothing light. The smell of freshly baked pastries and warm klah permeated the room thanks to a display of treats she had pilfered from the kitchens earlier that evening.

Baby was was absolutely ecstatic. Parties -even if they were called 'small get togethers' by his brainless Mine- meant people, and people meant an audience. Oh and he was going to put on a grand show, he told himself as he scrabbled around pies and pastries in an attempt to find himself a suitable pedestal. Freckle, who was significantly less thrilled with the idea of humans invading her personal space, had concealed herself in a large bowl of glows that had been placed in the center of the room. Only her eyes and the tip of her electric green nose were visible as she glared red and orange spirals at Baby through the glass. Her most recent spat with Manners seemed to have put her in an even fouler mood than was typical of the bad-tempered green, and Saeo had found that no amount of reassurance could stop her from murmuring obscenities under her breath. The girl only considered herself lucky that Baby was serving as a distraction, and that she didn't have to worry about dodging Freckle's verbal attacks while she was getting ready.

“Alright darling, that should be it.” She sighed, sliding the last of her wayward books onto the shelf beside it's siblings. The blue dragon who lay curled on the opposite side of the weyr tilted his head at her, a smile creeping across his expressive features. Would you like me to call them now Mine? Cherilith asked eagerly, aquatic shades of blue washing across his eyes. The girl nodded, prompting a deep and resonating croon of pleasure from her dragon's chest. My friends, Saeomine would like me to tell you to tell Yours that she would like them to come over now. He broadcasted to the dragons he and His had previously invited to the turn-ending festivities. His tone was bright and eager, as the young blue had been looking forward to their party for quite some time now.

A small yawn crept between Saeo's lips, the fatigue inspired by her most recent infirmary shift catching up with her as the sunlight faded from behind the clouds. She adjusted the hem of her tunic, then moved across the room to do the same with Cherilith's bandanna -a thin navy blue tablecloth she had recently liberated from the mess hall. I thought you were worried that this one didn't match your stripes. She commented with a wry grin, tugging it into place and smoothing against his freshly oiled hide. It does not match my stripes. Cherilith replied simply. I am wearing it because it is the same colour as your shirt, and it makes us match.[/i] The girl pressed affectionately against her blue's mind and lay a gentle kiss on his neck. Thank you darling. Don't worry, you look wonderful.

AIE COULDA DAAAAAAAAAAAAANCED ALL NIGHT! Came the first of Baby's eardrum-shattering attempts at 'warming up'. I COULDA DAAAAAAAAAAANCED ALL NIGHT! AND STIIIIIIIIIIIIILL HAB BEEEEEEEEEEEEEGGED FOR MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE~ Saeo winced visibly as the salamandyr's mindvoice split through her thoughts like a carving knife, blissfully ignorant to the agony he was causing. NOT STUPIDBABYPEST BADBADBADBAD!! Freckle scolded, scrabbling clumsily to perch on the edge of her bowl and frill at him. Elle, who had been watching Freckle squirm amongst the glows with great interest up to this point, took it upon herself to hop up onto the low table and bat the irate green back into protection of her glowing nest, hissing and spitting vulgarity all the way. Saeo sighed, her blue mimicking the sound with his own melodic croon.

This is going to be a long night, isn't it? Well...yes. Yes it is.[/color]

AIE COULDA DAAAAANCED DAAAAAANCED DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANCED AAAAAAAAAAALL NIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT~[/i]

[Rowana]

It is time! Peppeth practically bounced with excitement. The rain couldn't dampen her spirits tonight. They were going to see Cherilith! Let us go! Come Farryl-mine! Farryl glanced outside with a worried look. It wasn't far to Saeo's weyr, but the weather looked terrible. "Are you sure you won't stay behind? I'm sure Cherilith will understand and his ledge is only so big." Peppeth was already poised to take off into the storm. I am going! she said firmly and that was that. Farryl smiled to herself. "Alright, turn around then, so I can fix you up."

A short while later, Farryl arrived at Saeo's door. She was dressed in the blue and green outfit she had warn for the masquerade gather, including the ribbons in her hair. It was good to dress up once in a while. "Saeo! Happy New Turn!" Farryl gave her friend a hug. It seemed ages since she had seen her last. Hobbs flitted around the room and greeted Baby with a musicle trill. Such a lovely song he was singing! Zellos thought the whole thing was stupid and pointless. He just sat and glared.

"I'm sorry, but Peppeth insisted on coming. She should be here soon." Indeed, Peppeth landed with a splat on the ledge next to Cherilith! Hello, brother! she cheered. She shook herself, spraying water everywhere. It is so good to see you! What a pretty scarf! Peppeth herself was wearing a large blue ribbon around her neck to match Farryl. The little green crooned and nuzzled Cherilith happily. Who cared that it was raining?

[dragon]

The invitation to a get together was a surprise, but C'oar wasn't going to say no. He'd made sure that nothing else was going to interfere with it, so he could be there. Frosstyth was sound asleep when the call came in, and he roused himself only enough to inform his rider of the call before curling up into a tighter giant mass of brown ball and going right back to sleep in his couch, well out of the reach of all that pouring rain. C'oar didn't mind ... there wouldn't be any point in rousing Frosstyth anyway. There was no where for the brown to go, given where things were going to be. Massive even for his color, there was certainly going to be no room for him on a blue's ledge. Even if there were no other dragons there... which there certainly would be.

He didn't normally care one whit about how he appeared to people, but for this occasion ... and an occasion it was indeed, he'd made the effort. Instead of a tatty sleeveless tunic and vaguely burnt looking trousers, he donned what on him could arguably be called new clothes - even more unusual, the shirt had sleeves on it. But customary as always, he still wore his blade. He would certainly look very strange without it, anymore.

His route took him through all the back corridors that allowed him to travel out of the rain and bad weather. But with a long stride, C'oar made short work of the distance, coming upon the back entrance soon enough. A moment was spent there, as it seemed totally awkward to just ... walk in. To someone else's weyr. Finally, movement occurred again, and C'oar continued onward through the doorway. The chaos he encountered inside however gave him pause and left him completely silent as he tried to adjust to both the massive amounts of light that nigh on blinded him, and the sheer amount of noise.

[nightingale]

It was exceedingly difficult to stay in a foul mood when, upon opening the door, you were greeted by someone with enough radiant optimism to blind every wher within a three mile radius.

“Happy new Turn!” Saeo responded, the tiniest of smiles working it's way across her face despite her mental fatigue. She gave her friend an affectionate squeeze before stepping back to hold her at arms length. “Why Farryl, don't you look as lovely as a queen in flight! You've not aimed to upstage a girl in her own home, have you?” She scowled darkly, but was able to maintain the expression for only a fraction of a second before her smile returned with renewed vigor. “Come on then, get inside before every bluerider on this floor comes wandering in after you. I've set us up near the fireplace.” SHEEEEE MAY BE DA FACE I CANNED FORGEEEET~ Baby warbled in tuneless indifference as the greenrider moved past him, hopping up onto his hind legs and displaying his lovely dark blue frill for her. Saeo moved to close the door, only to discover that it was occupied.

The girl placed a hand on her hip, tilting her head back in order to get a proper look at the sight before her. “Sleeves, Cloar?" She commented gingerly, pale brows arcing sharply into her forehead. "If I didn't know any better, I could swear that you were trying to impress someone -or else you've decided to take up the life of a wandering harper." She brought a hand to her chin and nodded approvingly, a smile sneaking onto her face. She then promptly slipped her arms around the brownrider's waist -which was really about as high as she could reach on level ground- and snuggled against his chest with a heartfelt sigh. “I really missed you." NO BAD BROWNPEST MINE SAEOMINE NOTPESTBADFRECKLEMAUL KILLBADPESTKILLMAULKILL!! "I'm afraid Freckle hasn't though.” The green salamandyr shrieked in response, trying and failing to escape her glowing prison as a velveted paw bopped her sharply on the head. “She and Manners had another spat this afternoon.” Saeo explained with a soft groan of annoyance, stepping back a pace and straightening out the wrinkles she had put into the front of C'oar's shirt. “Let's just hope she never gets out of there, or you might get another shot at that earring.”

There was a wet splat from outside as Peppeth landed.Peppeth![/i] Cherilith exclaimed happily, moving to part the makeshift curtains Saeo had put up to keep out the rain. He gave the tiny green and affectionate nuzzle, crooning a happy note deep in his chest. I am glad that you like my scarf. You look very pretty yourself my Peppeth, even when slightly damp!

A loud thud from outside the curtains caused the entire weyr to shake.

Good evening friends! Lord Jaymith has come to visit with you! My Cherilith...this ledge certainly is small...where are you?[/i] Ke'rin was in the doorway a moment later, slightly winded but dressed for the occasion in a full brocade tunic/jerkin ensemble. “I'm so sorry Saeo.” He groaned, as embarrassed as he was apologetic. “I told him that there was no room, but you know how he never listens.” MINE implied that you did not want me here. He is quite ridiculous sometimes.[/i] Jaymith snorted irritably to the humans, poking his great bronze head inside the cavern as Cherilith lifted the curtain for him. Oh, of course you are welcome here Jaymith! Cherilith explained cheerfully as the bronze attempted to wedge himself inside the cavern despite the fact that it was far too small for him. But um...you are rather big...perhaps if we moved to your weyrledge, we would have more room for everyone?

The bronze tilted his head to the side briefly, then snorted his affirmation of the good sense presented to him. Indeed, that is very clever of you Cherilith! Come, we will go there now! But...Cherilith and Peppeth, why are you wearing such strange things on your necks? The bronze inched backward onto the neighboring weyrledge -which barely contained his great bulk as it was- and with a beat of his great wings slipped effortlessly into the updraft. We will be back before bedtime Mine. Cherilith assured his rider with a backward glance, cooing graciously to the assembled humans before taking a similar leap of faith.

“I ah...brought you a box of candied fruits. Thought it would help the festive atmosphere” Ke'rin offered sheepishly as the male dragons set off, raking his hair back with one hand and proffering the box with the other. He bobbed his head in C'oar's direction, part in apology and part in greeting. Saeo grinned, accepting the box and seizing the bronzerider in a tight hug at the same time. “It's been a while, Ke'rin.” She smiled, releasing him and admiring her new possession. “Glad to see that you and your queen still have time for the little people. I think I'll put these on a plate...” The young man smile wryly at the jab, but allowed himself to be ushered inside without complaint. “Come on then everyone, let's not hover in doorway like death himself." The bluerider chirped, her mood seeming to improve all the time. "I expect to hear great things about the great wide world beyond the infirmary.”[/size]