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Date Posted: 22:14:38 06/18/01 Mon
Author: T'kaal and flits
Subject: (OOC-Hehe. Thanks. I'll remember not to destroy the precious brain cells I have.)
In reply to: Ralek and flits... 's message, "(ooc- Calm down, T'kaal, you had no idea of knowing. No use denting your computer with that head of your's, eh?)" on 11:22:48 06/18/01 Mon

T'kaal is still rubbing his eyes sleepily when the WeyrWoman enters. He grins in greeting, awake enough to be friendly. Even though their shared passions last night had been a result of their dragons mating, T'kaal still thought she had been nice so far. He smiles up at her, inviting her to the seat beside him. "Good morning. Have some meat, I don't think I burnt it." He pushes the plate in her direction, still studying the charts, then looks up again. "How is Taliath? Still sleeping? Mnementh is, the lazy bum. . ." His blue eyes twinkle slightly with great affection for the bronze. He chuckles slightly, realizing he had barely touched his meat. He takes another bite and chews thoughtfully, leaving half an eye for Ralek as he studies the hides. A small smile slips onto his face when he finishes analyzing the charts, and he glances back up at his weyrmate, glad for the company.

Suddenly, a loud screech rends the silence. T'kaal winces, though he is thankful that Aureala waited until now to make her presence known. The gold flit glides down and chirps demandingly in the Weyrleader's ear. "All right, Aury. Here." He extends a piece of his meat, whereupon the queen snatches it with seemingly little regard for his fingers. He grins at his gold's fierce audacity as he feeds her morsels of meat. Then his blue Mir decides to join, and he laughs, being nearly overwhelmed by the little beasts' hunger. T'kaal's rather boyish face breaks into a similarly ingenuous grin at Ralek. "Bit. . . ah, much sometimes, aren't they?" he comments, grunting as he tries to get Mir to remove his talons from the thick wherhide jacket he's wearing. Finally giving up, he flashes a sheepish grin at his weyrmate. "Oh well." He chuckles, seeming disgustingly cheerful this early in the morning, having always liked the early half of the day, the earlier the better. He remembers all the time spent alone, out on the Weyr Rim, watching sunrises when his parents didn't know. . . He grins lopsidedly at the memory as he continues to grind away at his herdbeast steak.

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(ooc- LoL, yes, wouldn't want Ista to fall ill due to a WeyrLeader who'd beaten all sense from himself with his constant bangings against the table.) -- Ralek, 16:56:55 06/19/01 Tue
- T'kaal finishes eating as well. . . -- T'kaal and Flits, 21:09:26 07/04/01 Wed