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Date Posted: 00:33:21 06/08/05 Wed
Author: Massath & R'ven
Subject: >Green flight!<

((This is a completely open flight, and I really don't care if R'ven even knows your character as long as Massath gets chased. ^_~ Do keep in mind, though, that while female blueriders can join the pursuit, none of them are going to win unless their posts absolutely blow me away, because R'ven really swings one way and one way only.))

As R'ven had hoped, he has a good half-hour between the time he realizes that Massath is going to fly today, not tomorrow, and the time that she actually becomes fully aware of this himself. He uses the window to get ready and to find a good spot on the edge of the Bowl, and by the time the green dragon races from their weyr, shrieking her lust to the Weyr, the tall, broad-shouldered man is perched on a nicely secluded boulder, not so open that anyone could wander by and see the flight's participants, but not so hidden that said participants can't find him. The firelizards, wisely, have fled, so for once there isn't a possessive golden weight dangling from his long pale braid. Interestingly, preparing for the flight had apparently not included putting on a new shirt, and it's a fair gamble that R'ven doesn't even realize that he'd left his on the floor of M'telle's weyr. The bandage the young bluerider had wrapped around his shoulder is the only thing covering his upper body, but the weather is peaceful enough that he's oblivious to the lack. His full attention at this point is on his dragon.

Massath is a bright lime-green even under normal circumstances, right now she's glowing in a shade closer to neon. She explodes from the weyr with a scream that sends the herdbeast in the Bowl scattering in terror, her rapidly spinning eyes a dark, deep red that's heavily tinted with violet. The shriek modulates into a brassy bugle, far deeper than the first sound but high-pitched for a dragon, and then her eyes fix on the herdbeasts far below. The big green's wings fold inwards so quickly that one almost expects to hear them snap under the stress, and she streaks downward, diving towards an isolated animal. Her wings unfurl at the last moment, and the talons striking the herdbeast's back also drive it into the ground, she's timed it so close. Landing beside her kill, Massath's head darts down towards its belly and the delicacies within. Her teeth are actually brushing fur when a stern, insistent voice rings out in her mind. /Massath! Blood it!/ Snarling in outrage at this interloper who had dared interrupt her meal, Massath jerks her head up, trumpeting her fury. But the implacable cry rings out again inside her head, and to silence the infuriating voice, she tears at the herdbeast's throat instead, draining it of blood and leaving the tempting entrails behind. The same voice keeps her from feasting on the second, and by the third, the ancient flight-instincts are taking over, fire running through her veins instead of blood, and she barely even needs the voice's reminder.

Alive with flight-lust, Massath tilts her bloody head back and screams her desire to the sky, then launches herself into the air as if in pursuit of her cry. Powerful wings bearing her upwards, muscular body glowing bright, the green dragon surges towards the clouds. Another bugle springs from her throat, a taunting, brassy challenge, and she circles once, impatiently, scanning the Weyr below her for males willing to brave the flight. Then she turns on a wing-tip and hurls herself northwards, not willing to stay and wait for the sluggardly males to realize what's going on. They'll have to work to make up the distance themselves if they want to catch her!

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Replies:

*Clones, clones* -- S'peer -- Scarth, 02:35:50 06/20/05 Mon
- (OOC) -- Kain, 22:26:16 06/20/05 Mon
  - Re: (OOC) -- GC, 01:14:05 06/21/05 Tue
    - Wilkith flew without one.... -- LG, 11:01:15 06/21/05 Tue
- >~< -- Massath & R'ven, 12:08:39 06/21/05 Tue
  - |__| -- S'peer -- Scarth, 13:45:53 06/21/05 Tue
    - *hums under her breath* Hit me with your best shot.... -- Massath & R'ven, 13:06:58 06/22/05 Wed
      - Mua-hahah. You can't get rid of me that easily... -- S'peer -- Scarth, 14:02:35 06/22/05 Wed
        (OOC: Teh Bugle) -- Kitty, 19:24:17 06/24/05 Fri
        I take it you're not a Pat Benatar fan? I'd use more current lyrics if I could find a current singer that I liked.... -- Massath & R'ven, 23:21:07 08/18/05 Thu
        Everyday is a new day... -- S'kil*Abeoth, 21:11:28 08/26/05 Fri
        Sorry. Font kills. -- DS, 21:13:15 08/26/05 Fri
        Wish I could say I knew who that was...alas... -- S'peer -- Scarth, 04:20:21 08/27/05 Sat
        Kids today, no appreciation for decent music. *mock-grumbles* C'mon, everybody's heard "Love Is A Battlefield". -- Massath & R'ven, 02:08:37 08/28/05 Sun
        This bloody road remains a mystery... -- S'kil*Abeoth, 18:50:04 09/02/05 Fri
        Ack... and I was doing so well with Voy for a while! -- DS, 18:51:20 09/02/05 Fri
        I feel very stupid now...*Sheepish grin* Still don't know who she is... -- S'peer -- Scarth, 09:28:03 09/03/05 Sat
        She can be a bit heavy on the angst, but in small doses, she's great to rock to. And a very good ANGRY sound, rather than whiny. -- Massath & R'ven, 21:20:20 09/08/05 Thu
        *Drags self* -- Scarth -- S'peer, 16:46:52 11/01/05 Tue
        >Caught!< -- Massath & R'ven, 17:56:54 11/01/05 Tue