By Invitation Only (Slumber Party Thread)

[Rei]

Raylin listened carefully to Dorava’s answer. She made it sound so simple and matter of fact. When the time came the green weyrling was sure she would be completely petrified. She turned towards her sleeping dragonet thanking Faranth that it would be months and months before she even thought about rising. “Your answer was perfectly fine Dorava. Thanks.” She said with a little smile and turned to watch Saeo respond.

Raylin was rather surprised when Saeo remarked she wanted a question. She had figured that the girl would go for quest given her rather random nature. She already knew the mechanics behind Elle’s name so she turned her attention to Val’s mander just as he fell off the shelf straight into a bubbly pie. Thank heavens they had cooled off by now or the poor thing might have been very uncomfortable.

At Frosstyth’s entrance she turned a surprise eye to C’oar. “You do realize,” The dark haired girl returned rather waspishly, “that you are interrupting a all female gathering?” She raised an eyebrow and rose slowly, waiting to see what the male’s response would be. He was quite drastically outnumbered after all.

[nightingale]

An expression that was somewhere quite near to disappointment creased Saeo's features as Dorava inquired about her kitten's name.

"Oh, is that really all?"

She pouted, freckles gathering over the bridge of her nose as she twisted her face into a pout. That wasn't much of a challenge at all...she'd been hoping to at least end up blushing by the end of her turn.

"Well she's named after the letter L of course. I snatched it off of C'oar when he impressed -there's no point in letting a good letter go to waste after all."

And then out of nowhere, a large brown object rushed past her and headed straight toward the sleeping dragonets. It was the figure she spotted standing in the doorway that clued her in as to what exactly said object was.

"I say brownrider! Do you often wander into ladies' bedchambers uninvited?"

She asked, raising a scrutinizing eyebrow in the boy's direction. She was certain that coming to a slumber party uninvited and without any baked goods was an offense punishable by death in some countries...but then again, she supposed she must owe him a favour for something...

Leaving Freckle to nibble on the edges of her bubbly pie, the girl rose to her feet and advanced on C'oar in a very business-like manner, arms folded behind her back.

"Well, since you two are uninvited and Frosstyth already seems intent on staying...I think that you'll have to prove yourself before we let you inside."

She smiled, her expression eerily pleasant.

"Quest or Question?"

[dragon]

Dorava nodded, after a moment, of figuring out how one got 'Elle' from a letter. It only took her a half moment to figure it out though ... it had been a long day, so it was okay. She was pleased ... one more puzzle cured. And she went back to nibbling on her pie, before discovering that Val was swimming in someone else's pie. "Val!" She scolded.

C'oar just looked around for a moment, and then over at Raylin. For a moment, he was just silent, and then he shrugged. "He's not female, last I heard." He mentioned, in reply, indicating where Pepsi was parked.

Really what had possessed a giggle of girls to allow that wild thing into thier midst, he had no idea. There was no telling when he'd up and bite one of them, after all.

And then he looked over at Saeo as she strode over and confronted him. At first just one dark brow ooched its way upwards, and then he grunted. "I'm not in your bed chambers." He pointed out, to be difficult. "I'm in the doorway."

And then after a moment's thought, he shrugged. "Why would I want to play that game?" He asked. "I can easily just leave, and let you deal with Frosst yourself?" He offered.

[Rei]

At an unspoken command from his bonded, Vega glided off the shelf to land on C’oar’s head. Raylin gave a sideways glance at Saeo and then turned back to C’oar. “You really think we would just let you leave now?” She asked adopting an innocent tone, a sinister smile spreading across her features. Normally shy around men she was a bit emboldened by her female group. Plus this was just C’oar, he was a friend not really a threat in anyway, at least according to her thoughts.

Raylin turned to look at the rest of the woman present, winking at Ieoha. “I don’t know girls. What do you think? Should we just let him leave?” The girl turned again to C’oar as she waited for responses. Vega yawned and settled into C’oar’s hair. His had said watch, and that was what he was doing. If the boy made a brake for it he would be in the perfect place to let them know exactly where he was going.

Ebolath shifted in her sleep tucking her wing to pull Peppeth closer, like a teddy bear. Her head shifting to lay beside Frosstyth’s.

[antinanco]

The old auntie wasn’t much surprised as C’oar entered. Really. She dealt with adolescences all her life, she knew their psychic. A room full of scantily clad teenage girls? What boy couldn’t resist that? At first she was content sitting back and giggling at the exchanges, returning Seao’s wink, but when a certian flitter landed in her pie and splattered berry bits all over her clean dress, she was forced to put it down and go into action!

“Now, now girls…. and Pepsi,” Ieoha tutted, rising to her feet a bit slower than the other younger women, “If C’oar wanted a peek at our beautiful figures, we can’t really blame him, can we? And besides, he’s right, he could just leave….”

“But then we’d report him to Sel’n for breaking into an occupied female’s Barracks. What d’you think the punishment for that would be?” She turned to Seao, her trademark impish grin slowly growing on her face with every word. “Double, triple chore duty at least? But, I’m sure a manly brownrider like you could easily deal with spending all his free time peeling tubers.”

Ieoha waved C’oar away with her cane. She loved reverse physiology! “Honestly, you wouldn’t be able to handle our petty girly games. I mean, things like a makeover if you lose? Please! You wouldn’t be able to get past the eyeliner without bolting for the exit. Now go along your way, C’oar, before we infect you with cooties!” The last word was underscored as she stamped her wooden cane against the floor.

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[dragon]

C'oar jerked backward instinctively as a flitter flew at for all the world looked to him like his face. But Vega only landed on his head. Returning to his casual leaning on the doorframe, allowing the silly flitter to just sit up there on his head, if the blue thing so felt like it.

Ieoha's reverse psycology wasn't working very well ... in fact it was making C'oar more inclined to leave. There was no way he was going to sit around with a giggle of girls, and let them paint him. He had better things to do than that. Pepsi was just weird ... but then everyone knew that already!

Frosstyth crooned softly to his clutchmates, and nuzzled thier shoulders in warm tenderness. He loved sitting with them ... and watching all thiermine's do strange things. It seemed to the brown that mine's never did anything that was not strange. Even his mine did strange stuff. Though ... his mine usually explained what it was he was doing, which was better than just leaving everyone wrapped in curious pondering mystery.

C'oar pondered for a moment ... he didn't think that any of them in that room could stop him, really, if he just walked away. But for now, to humor his two friends, he stayed put, just giving them a crytical look. Just one black eyebrow was ever so slightly higher than the other as he regarded them.

First they didn't want him there at all ... and he couldn't blame them. He didn't want to be there, either. And now they were trying to hogtie him into staying? Girls were weird.

[ladybug]

Burena looked up in surprise when a weyrling and his brown interrupted their gathering. She wasn't one to object to the presence of any moderately handsome male, and C'oar wasn't exactly ugly, but on principle she had to be annoyed with him for being there.

At first, she was more interested in the brown dragon than his rider. What was his name? Frosty? Burena moved across the room to the dragons, holding out her hand to the brown. The others had seemed sleepy, but this one was definitely awake, so she felt less guilty about bothering him. "Hi, Frosty!" She said cheerfully. "You can stay, even if your rider is too stubborn."

Grinning, she glanced back up at C'oar. "Hey, I have an idea! Since we have a boy now, we should play spin the bottle!"

[nightingale]

It was difficult to tell if Saeo was truly cross. Her love of theatrics aside, she didn’t really have the facial structure to pull off a proper scowl, meaning her attempt to glare threateningly at C’oar came out as more of a pout than anything else.

“Well! Considering that YOU don’t spontaneously bleed from the crotch every month, I’m not sure you have any right to be using THAT attitude.”

She growled, crossing her arms over her chest and giving her hair a haughty little toss. She glanced over her shoulder as first Raylin, then Ieoha suggested to the brownweyrling that it might be safer for him to just come inside. Saeo wasn’t totally in objection with this idea...but she certainly didn’t want to just hand him the privilege.

“Extra chores? I was under the impression that the punishment was ten lashes. My, but they certainly have gotten lenient these days.”

She commented dryly, casting a falsely innocent glance over her shoulder at the old crechewoman. She was about to inform C’oar that he was wasting precious time and had best decide where he was going before she lobbed a pie at him when Burena piped up. Saeo wasn’t sure if it was the tone of the girl’s voice or the way her eyes seemed to flash when she looked in C’oar’s direction that made her skin prickle and her muscles tense...

But she didn’t like either.

“Absolutely not!” She cried, grey eyes hardening of their own accord as she cast an eye in the candidate's direction. “Not only does having only two boys take all the fun out of it, but we haven't even got a bottle."

It took a lot to make Saeo blush, which made the heat rising behind her freckles that much more bizarre to witness. To her credit though, the girl played it as if it wasn't happening. If anyone chose to point it out, she would more than likely say very innocently 'Oh, am I really? How strange."

“Now you,”

She said returning her attention to the boy hovering in the doorway in front of her.

“Can either cripple yourself, polymorph into a fire lizard or leave. Raylin was quite right in saying that this is a gathering reserved for females and specific exceptions only.”

Cherilith, confused and upset by the flurry of emotions his bonded was sending him, lifted his head wearily. Oh, hello Frosstyth. He greeted with vague surprise, suddenly aware that the brown had snuggled onto the couch along with himself, Ebolath and Peppeth. Whatever was Frosstyth doing here? In truth he was too tired to wonder about it, and having in fact forgotten why he had woken up in the first place, the little blue yawned and went back to sleep.

[dragon]

C'oar stood there for a moment, rather bewildered. Some of them were making noises like they wanted him to stay ... and some of them ... most notably Saeo ... were acting rabid. She was even biting at some of the others now. Golly, she was getting scary. Lashings? That didn't sound fun at all.

Though that comment about spontaneously bleeding was a tad bit on the ... too much information side, for his peace of mind. Golly ... the things that Saeo would say. But even through all those things said, and all the thoughts he was having, C'oar's face stayed impeccably immobile as he watched and listened. Though ... he had to admit that strange pout Saeo was pulling looked kinda cute. Almost cute enough to earn a pat on the head like a sad eyed pup.

Spin the bottle? No ... he'd rather not be there for that. Really ... he would have left already ... a long time ago, really, if it hadn't been for two reasons. One: his dragon was in there, still, and showing no inclination to move. And two: doing absolutely nothing at all was getting quite a show out of Saeo ... and it was quite interesting. As much of a pain in the rump as she usually was, he couldn't help but get a minimal bit of revenge by doing what he did best ... being solid. Immovably so.

No, he wouldn't enter, but he wasn't particularly interested in leaving, either. Not at the moment, anyway.

Frosstyth looked up as Burena addressed him, and then patted on him. He warbled softly, pleased for the attention, squinting his eyes shut. He could stay! Oh boy! Yes ... he was going to stay. Right here with his siblings, and get his head patted on. Wonderful! The only way it could get better was if his would stop being silly and obstinate and come join him. Yes ... that would be perfect!

But even at Frosstyth's prodding, C'oar remained where he was, leaning on the doorframe, neither in nor out of the room.

Dorava just watched this all going down, a grin stuck to her face even as she retreived her mandyr from Ieoha's pie. "Silly goose." She told him quietly, hanging him by his tail from two fingers as she acquired a napkin. Thus armed, she dropped Val into the napkin, and started cleaning him.

The blue mandyr didn't even squeak, merely looking around with big eyes as his pet wiped him off. Pie filling, juices, and yes - even bits of crust were stuck to him. One particularly big peice of crust was situated between his eyes, right where he couldn't see it. Licking his snout, Val looked around thoughtfully.

[Avu]

Is?

The query came from a small brown form that had slid lithely, silently, around the corner and had frozen at the sight that he beheld. People! And lovely, pretty greens, too! But...oh, there were some not-so-pretty excuses for greens, too, in the little pet Bondeds that were scattered around the room. One - a blue one - was even dripping in pie. How disgusting! And, a doubly bad thing, there were people that Stupid did not approve of, too - namely, C'oar. Stupid silly brownbutt. Stupid puffed up, frilling his irritation at C'oar and tacking on a sharp shriek for good measure. Bad! Badbadbad! the 'mandyr snapped defiantly, but the sight of the greens discouraged him from immediately attacking C'oar. Latching onto the undamaged earlobe seemed a good idea, but there were greens that needed protecting from the brownbutt, and Stupid heroically intended to play the guardian.

Saeo seemed the most distraught, so - despite the fact that she rode blue - Stupid skittered towards the girl, climbing quickly to her shoulder where he bobbed up and down eagerly, frilling at C'oar before he cooed happily at Ebolath and Peppeth. Brave Stupid, yes, big butt badbadbad, Stupid pr'tec braaaave. His words were delivered with great enthusiasm as he flicked out his tongue, touching Saeo's cheek lightly. Ladies, eat your hearts out - SuperStupid was there to save only the prettiest and most worthy of the pretty greens! The 'mandyr bobbed again, crooning, this time to Saeo, whom he approved of. She didn't like the brownbutt either, right...? Right, because she wasn't friendly towards him. So she didn't, and they could save the pretty greens together! Stupid, and his loyal sidekick....whatever the girl's name was.

The 'mandyr didn't know Saeo, really, and he didn't particularly care, either. She wasn't a green. Conspiratorily, he leaned towards the girl's ear, though he still spoke for the entire room to hear. Bite? Bite big butt bad? Big butt, issa meeaaaaan, bite hard bad! He squirmed, exceptionally pleased by the "plan", and then, cheerfully borrowing a word he'd learned from Showoff, Butt BOOM. BOOM bite! Oh, yes...he liked that word, very much. Almost as much as his name! Boom boom boom! Butt fall die fail. /Fail/! he added emphatically, and then chirruped at Saeo, clearly expecting praise for the amazingly detailed, lovely, intense, dramatic, and heroic plan he'd just laid out for the entire room, prey included, to hear.

Oh, yes, yes. He, Stupid, was clearly the most epic planner of all plots! Excited, energized by his discovery of prey and "predator" - i.e. Saeo - in the same room, the brown reared onto his hind legs, one foreclaw resting gently against Saeo's ear as he blinked around at the entire party. What an odd mix! There was that wild stupid that His didn't like, and an old stupid. And greens! Lovely, lovely, shiny greens! Mostly, they looked sleepy...Stupid huffed curiously at Peppeth and Ebolath. They were sleeping next to other males...why? He was the only good male here, right? Right. So...Norra bad? Was that it? Were they - Frosstyth and Cherilith - were they good, too? Not better than him, right?

Surely, surely not.

[Rei]

Raylin shifted her weight to put one hand on her hip and give C’oar a hard look. “What’s wrong feline got your tongue? Perhaps the great C’oar now thinks himself above the law?” Her next comment was cut short as a familiar mind voice filtered throughout the room. Is?

The dark haired girl frantically searched the room until she caught sight of Stupid already on his way up Saeo’s form. “Stupid!” She exclaimed in a surprised tone. “What are you doing here? Ebolath’s asleep dear. I doubt she will wake up.”

Her eyes widened at Stupid’s colorful insult and she immediately broke into a fit of hysterical laughter, obviously spurred on by the large amounts of sugar the group was ingesting. “Big butt C’oar.” She managed to choke out before succumbing to another fit of laughter. “Faranth he’s right C’oar. Your posterior is rather large.” She was laughing so hard she had to sit on the bed. Unfortunately she misjudged the distance and landed on Pepsi's lap instead. Oops.

Ebolath unable to sleep while so much noise was going on raised her head and gave a surprised snort. Clutchbrothermine? I did not know you were joining us. The green shook her head and gave a yawn before catching the end of Stupid’s question. Norra bad? The dragon crooned a heartfelt welcome to the mandyr even as Vega hissed his displeasure. Hello Stupid. Have you come to join our party? Her tail tip twitched in excitement. You may stay by me if you wish little friend.

[Rowana]

Peppeth was naturally delighted by the arrival of another of her brothers to the party. <Hello Frosstyth!> she greeted happily. Having visitors was much more fun that watching the humans talk.

Farryl was too busy trying to solve the problem of the eternally lazy Laef, to notice C'oar coming in. Taking Ioeha's last advice to heart, she plucked Laef up again. For a moment she held her, feet dangling in midair, staring hard at the stubbornly serene little face. Then she shrugged, raised her high above the bed, and dropped her. If this didn't work, she would just be stuck with a fine hat the rest of the night, which was just as fun in her opinion.

Glancing up from her experiment, Farryl waved at C'oar. "Don't tell me your scared of us females?" she asked with a playful grin. The poor boy did look distinctly uncomfortable. Farryl almost felt sorry for him. Almost.