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Date Posted: 19:40:16 03/31/05 Thu
Author: Ralyn*Rask and Senko
Subject: R'lynS'nko
In reply to: Marja; Liandro 's message, ">~<" on 16:52:24 03/31/05 Thu

More than ever...

The two men walking through the woods Outside the Weyr might seem alright—even ordinary—to most, but the two were actually of a genre very few could understand, much less be a part of. The taller of the two was tall, and very tan, with chocolate eyes and short auburn hair. His tunic was of a dark blue. The younger and shorter (though tall by normal standards) of the two was pale, red-headed and emerald eyed. He wore a deep, dusky emerald green. Both, however differant they looked, were possibly more alike than anyone could ever guess.

These former-weyrmates were also former-riders.

However, Ralyn and Senko didn't have long to think in peace. A small, brown creature yipped at Ralyn's legs, brushing his ugly—though, beautiful in Ralyn's opinion—head against the former greenrider's legs. Smiling sadly, Ralyn knelt next to the young wher,inwardly wondering. While Rask was only a baby, he was much smaller than most young browns his age; he was more the size of a newly hatched greenling, and then a small one. Rask chirped happily, rubbing up against his bonded, and looked up pitifully. Ralyn smiled, and scratched behind the long ear. Making a sound like a sigh, Rask closed his eyes, and moved in rhythm to the wonderful rubbing.

I wish you were here...

Senko chuckled. "He's a sweet little thing, once you get over the appearance."

Ralyn looked up. "And you wonder why he doesn't like you!" he grinned good-naturedly, though even his smile looked like a frown nowdays. "If you keep insulting his kind, I might just have to let him chew up your boots."

"Isn't that odd, though?" the older boy asked, crouching and looking at the small thing. "He's small, and chews up just about everything. You sure he's not a canine pup?"

Ralyn didn't get to answer, as a sharp sqeal came from the small creature. At first, Ralyn had feared that Senko had angered him, but then he saw the trouble. There were stranges nearby.

"What was that all about, Raly?" Senko asked, standing and brushing himself off. He instantly flushed at the sight of his ex-weyrmate's face. "Sorry, Ralyn. Forgot."

I feel your presence all around...

"S'alrigth." Ralyn said, looking down. Even Rask quieted. Raly was what green Syth used to the boy, and Ralyn was still affected by it as if her death had been just minutes ago. Waking up that afternoon to find himself with healers, feeling himself half-dead, not whole, having them tell him she was lost from him forever...

Senko broke the silence. "Let's go say hi to them. They look nice."

Ralyn nodded, and scooped up Rask into his arms, getting up. "If they're riders, we're leaving."

Senko nodded solenmly, reminded of his own blue Math. "Don't worry. If they are, we'll go."

Senko got to the others first. He gave a warm smile. "Hello. Haven't seen you around. I'm S'n—Senko," he caught himself. The two hadn't talked to anyone new since they were riders, as Ralyn needed extra care (he's so sharding sensative!), and introducing them again was weird. "And this is my weyr—friend, Ralyn. That's his wher, Rask. May I ask your name?" Senko hadn't felt that embarrassed in a long time...

Ralyn was feeling a bit queasy, and looked down. He didn't trust himself to speak, not while his mind was on Syth so strongly...

But you are never there...

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