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Post by yamamoto on Sept 3, 2008 23:35:34 GMT -5
B'mre sat next to Zenth in his weyr. He was waiting for Des'ran to show up so that they could go over some things. He sighing gald that they had put him with someone that he had liked in the first place. He had know the other sinice being a candidate and that made things much eisar and aslo the fact Zenth and Yiveth were clucth mates. He turned and looked at Zenth and siad " When are they going to be here." Zenth looked at B'mre and siad Don't worry Mine it should not be long.
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Post by Dragonmage on Sept 4, 2008 16:01:35 GMT -5
Des'ran stalked into the room, a person could hardly call it a 'weyr' if it didn't have at least one opening to the Weyrbowl. At least, that was Des'ran's opinion and anyone who told him to think it was a 'weyr' could go play in Threadfall. His face warped from a forced calm to an expression that could have frozen boiling water. The Pinkrider was angry enough to have chewed iron bars and spat out tacks.
"That condescending, useless, Silver-Bronzeriding son of a wher," he ranted under his breath, his voice shaking with the effort to keep himself under control. "The next time I hear another crack about Yiveth, I'm going to punch D'yle so hard he'll be talking out the other side of his mouth for the next two months."
Yiveth didn't even try to calm down her rider, she knew that Des'ran was angry because it was his own father that had made the last crack about her. She nuzzled his shoulder though.
My Des'ran, he is a fool, and what have you told B'mre about fools? Yiveth paused to rummage through her rider's mind.
That a fool's words are of less worth then a flightless Weyrling in Threadfall.
Des'ran didn't respond but sat down heavily next to B'mre.
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Post by yamamoto on Sept 4, 2008 16:13:02 GMT -5
B'mre saw that Des'ran was mad. That someone had insulted Yiveth. Zenth siad to B'mre Des'ran does not seem to happy. It is sad that his own father would say such things. B'mre shook his head and said Yes I agree with you. I am getting quite tried of this. I am gald my family is not like that. Poor Des'ran does not deserve that kind of treatment and nethier does Yiveth. When Des'ran sat down beside him B'mre immdently moved behind the other and reached up and began to massage the others shoulders and siad to him " Having a bad day today my dear. Don't worry about anyone who talks about Yiveth is a fool. We will prove them wrong and will free our pinks and then we won't have to hear it form them. Becuase no matter how much they don't want to admit it they need us." He countied to massage the others shoulder and aslo his upper back in a effort to help relax him some.
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Post by Dragonmage on Sept 13, 2008 22:09:33 GMT -5
Slowly Des'ran started to relax as he felt B'mre massage his tensed-up shoulders. He still wanted to go get his father, but not enough to do anything stupid.
"Of course they need us," Des'ran said scornfully, "They wouldn't know the first thing about cleaning, cooking, or anything like that. We have to free them. There is no other way." Yiveth began flapping her wings in flight practice.
"I've been having her practice in secret and it looks like she might be able to fly if the chain was off." Yiveth crouched as if she were ready to spring into the air and held the position.
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Post by yamamoto on Sept 13, 2008 23:32:50 GMT -5
B'mre smiled as he contuied to massage Des'ran's shoulders and siad " Well you don't have to worry becuase I have gotten us some help. Plus I have a plan. We are going to leave. Is going to steal the keys to the chains and teach us to fly and then we are going to go to a secert desition that she will tell us. Then we wait until she says it is ok to come back." B'mre luaghed alittle bit and siad " Though I have added somthing to this plan of which she does not know about. When she says we can come back. We will refuse until we get a apolige for all these years of bad treatment. If they don't give it to us we don't come back and then there entire system crashes and burns. So they really have no choice."
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Post by Dragonmage on Nov 24, 2008 21:26:42 GMT -5
((Insert fuzzy time jump to a while after the Hatching here))
Des'ran and Yiveth had just returned from carrying three bags of flour to the kitchens. It wasn't a hard job, but it just left him with more time to think about how to escape. Yiveth and Zenth were ready to fly away any day now, but what about the other pinks? They were smaller and might not be ready yet. However, the longer they waited, the greater chance someone would snitch or just try to find out where Macara was going on those nights.
He and Yiveth entered the room they shared with B'mre and Zenth and closed the door, there was no need to spill the beans about the escape plan to those pinkriders who were not necessarily understanding and you never knew exactly who was outside. Des'ran asked the question that had been preying on his mind, "B'mre, what are we going to do about the pinks who aren't strong enough to fly away for good yet?"
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Post by yamamoto on Nov 24, 2008 21:32:35 GMT -5
B'mre just smiled as he approched Des'ran and put his arms around him and siad to him " Don't worry about that we have that all handled. The young pinks should be old egough to fly while the midnight rider's dragons carries those who can't fly on there dragons. So everything will be fine. The escape will be during the night so I am sure everything will go ok." He kissed the other on the cheek and let go and then siad in a sad voice " Though you know there is a risk that some might die. Sinice it will be there first time bettewening. "
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Post by Dragonmage on Nov 24, 2008 21:51:11 GMT -5
"There's more than one midnightrider helping us? I know there is a risk, but we have no choice. Maybe we could practice betweening a bit, just to make it a little easier on them." Des'ran didn't want to think about any of the pinks dying between, although he knew in his mind it was a possiblity. Yiveth was ready to go whenever the riders decided to leave. She wanted to feel the wind under her wings and watch the Weyr that had treated them this way fade into the distance. She liked Des'ran's mental images of D'yle trying to clean his own weyr and toppling everything over due to ineptness.
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Post by yamamoto on Nov 24, 2008 21:56:43 GMT -5
B'mre thought about for a moment and said " Well actully there is just the one midnight rider. I mispoke. Though we don't really have time to teach them. Though luckily we did practice it with some at the last lesson if you remember though not many showed up. So we are just going to have to go with what we got."
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Post by Dragonmage on Nov 24, 2008 22:13:42 GMT -5
"Faranth be with us. I just thought of something. Is there anything we can use to make sure the riders and others sleep more deeply than usual on the night of our escape? The deeper asleep they are, the less likely it is that they will be able to stop us. We'd need to dose most of the Weyr, but keep ours and Macara's apart as well as the dishes of any other riders we can get to help us. I think the more people we can get in on this, yes it's risker, but the more help we'll have."
Des'ran stroked Yiveth and tried to remember who of the riders was neutral or sympathetic to the plight of the pinks. There was a scarletrider who he thought might be helpful and Yiveth had said that the scarlet had talked to her like she was a fighting dragon, not a drudge. What was her name?
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Post by yamamoto on Nov 25, 2008 13:24:04 GMT -5
B'mre nodded and siad " Problery so. It would be a good idea to do that becuase if we do then they will not be able to cacth us. Good thinking." B'mre was so happy he had Des'ran. Without the other pinkrider he had no idea what he do somtimes. He problery would have jumped the gun by now. He said softly " Des'ran will you come hold me." He needed it right at this moment. Becuase he was so worried about how everything was going to go and if anyone would sirviuce.
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Post by Dragonmage on Nov 25, 2008 13:37:06 GMT -5
"Of course, B'mre." Des'ran moved closer to his roommate and friend and put his arms around B'mre. He hoped to Faranth that the plan would go off without a problem, but they would have to plan for the worst possible outcome. That way if it all went to the Red Star in a handbasket, at least he and B'mre might be able to sneak pinks away one by one.
"We need to plan for the worst outcome we can think of. The two of us have the largest and strongest pinks, so we will be the ones who will have the least difficulty getting away. If worst comes to worst, how will we sneak the pinks away?"
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Post by yamamoto on Nov 25, 2008 13:46:19 GMT -5
B'mre felt comfornted in the others arms and thought about his question for a moment and said " Well if we have to do it that way. Then it will problery fall to Macara to get them out one by one over time. I am not really sure how we will do it at that point. Though I quess it will have to be a one a night thing if our all at once plan fails. Though me and you will have to go first so we can set everything up on that end such as being accpected into the Wild fair that I have chosen and such." In reality B'mre did not care as long as he had Des'ran with him. Though he had promised other pink riders that he would free them and that was what he was going to do.
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Post by Dragonmage on Nov 25, 2008 14:01:41 GMT -5
"If I can remember the name of that scarletrider, Macara might have some help in getting them out. So what can we use to drug the Weyr? I just want to have some back-up plans in case something goes wrong. I hate leaving things to chance. Hopefully, the dragons will be affected by the drugging of their riders so we can get away easily."
Yiveth tried to twine her neck around Zenth's platonically. Neither of them would ever mate, but their riders were mates, so was there any reason for them not to act like mates? There was none to Yiveth.
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Post by yamamoto on Nov 25, 2008 14:16:51 GMT -5
B'mre just shrugged and said " I will have to talk to Maraca about that. I don't really know of anything that will put people to sleep. To bad we don't have a healer on our side becuase they might know. Though I would like to meet this scarlet rider. You think your pink could call for them." Zenth crooned to Yiveth and helped the other pink twine there necks around each other as she curled up next to Yiveth. She agreed with Yiveth there was no reason they should not act like mates.
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