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Date Posted: 19:11:00 12/14/05 Wed
Author: Loveth--S'non
Subject: I think I'll try Defying Gravity...
In reply to: N'deau-Riorth 's message, "Re: Everyone Deserves a Chance to Fly!" on 16:37:20 12/03/05 Sat

Loveth, in all her splendor, loops in a great arc as the first male enters HER air. At first, she notices her pursuers not, because she’s too enraptured in her own lust, but Raskith’s loud bugle instantly smacks her back into reality. Her eyes whirl with girlish pleasure; two blues and a brown! Not a bad crowd, really, even if none of those overrated bronzes came. Actually, she preferred the wonderful inferiors, who didn’t dare try to make themselves sound more important than she. Call her prejudice, but at least it was in their favor!

Giving a loud scream of pure pleasure, Loveth curves in a semi-elliptical arc, for a moment facing all three of her boys. She surveys them with a keen eye, and in second’s time comes up with small bodily observations. The first blue, Myth, was very sure of himself by posture. He seemed determined. Raskith seemed to think not of the others, instead focusing completely and utterly on her, and that was good. Riorth, by far the biggest because of his birthright, seemed good in size yet also a bit rushed. No favourites from this bunch, as of yet. Which, of course, would make it all the more fun in the end, or, at least for the mistress of the skies.

She gave a draconic laugh—those simpletons thought they had a chance against her? Hah! As if to prove their silly notions wrong, she flew in a path to take herself right in the center of the three, not any closer to one than the other two, though she accidentally flicked her tail and brushed it against Raskith’s blue hide. However, as her flight patterns before had been to keep away, not dart at, she had probably startled her faithfuls, or else somehow evaded them so as not to be caught so early. Ha, ha! So none knew her well enough to catch her yet—that was good. She knew fully well some males loved nothing more than to end it quickly to prove themselves to the female, but she loved nothing more than to keep testing them, to root out the toughest jewel from all the other simple rocks. And she knew just how to do that, too!

Giving another laugh and sneer, Loveth gave a great heave of her wings effortlessly, and shot upward, away from the sparkling of the nearby oceans. Her hide glimmered all the more wonderfully with the reflection of the light on water, and for a moment she could’ve been mistaken for white-silver in colour. However, this was merely a trick of lust and light, for no dragon of normal birth could be such a colour... even if she was far from normal anyway (or, at least in her mind), the dainty little beast that seemed to float instead of flap. She gave a scream of mirth, temporarily forgetting her pursuers, and, after she had breached the mist of a large gathering of cloud, she arced again, then sharply turned. A flash of colour—whether blue or brown was indistinguishable—reminded her of her lovers, and she watched out of her peripheral vision to see if the entire trio of males had remained faithful.

On the ground, it took more self-control than S’non looked capable of to keep from running underneath his dragon, becoming a more active part of the Flight. However, S’non had a wonderful ability of keeping still and silent, as was needed from his childhood, and kept his feet firmly planted. Though he was too dragon to distinguish very far the three who gathered ‘round, he could see two boys and... a girl? He didn’t know any of the female blueriders, and had never had a female weyrmate. In fact, he’d known of his bisexuality since he was around twelve, so he’d always thought himself destined to end up with male lovers. Then again, he had a two-in-three probability of keeping his gay relations, a one-in-three of having a straight one... and his brain hurt with the effort of keeping so much of his mind from Loveth. So, he decided to shift these thoughts away until they REALLY mattered, later. For now... on with the flight!

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