New Roost (Deebear)

[Alyx]

G'rett and Bronze Mastromideth

The new personal weyr was like a breath of crisp morning air; one that G’rett relished. It was no secret that G’rett and his former roommate, D’nel had not gotten along. Though both Bronzers from the same class and clutch, that was about all the pair shared in common. Between differing views on the ranks and Colors of dragons, their classmates, and almost everything else, the pair had literally done everything in their power to not be in their weyr at the same time. G’rett wasn’t sure about D’nel, but he knew that he’d gone as far as to switch shifts in the infirmary as to avoid running into the other Bronzer.

So where the rare chance came up to shift to a weyr that was away from D’nel AND being enough for Mastromideth’s massive frame, G’rett had jumped at it. Yes, that meant a new room-mate, but it also met that room-mate wouldn’t be D’nel. He doubted that D’nel had been sad to see him leave, and he’d been quick to both claim his section of the new weyr and shift everything he owned to it. Surprisingly, the other half had sat empty for almost a seven-day; not that G’rett minded the privacy, but it had left him to wonder who would finally claim it.

When he did find out, the man had almost burst into laughter. The irony was not lost on him, honestly. He’s done his best to dust out the other side of the weyr, and at least do a little prep work for her before she probably even knew she was getting her assigned a weyr. Mastromideth had spent the time sunning, watching the weyrlings’ take their manned flights for the first time while G’rett had hunted down a few pillows and some storage baskets. He reported Sonath’s smooth flight, a hint of pride in how his little Green friend had grown.

When the class had finished, G’rett assumed they would be returning to the barracks to get their things; most were eager to escape to their new weyrs, a bit farther away from K’ton and one of the biggest steps in being a ‘real’ dragonrider. He remembered he couldn’t get out of the Barracks fast enough. He looked over the other side of the weyr a bit more, lighting the fire between the areas and setting the kettle on the hook before returning to his own side.

Mastromideth remained out on the plateau, enjoying the fresh air, as G’rett caught up a book and flopped into a chair at his table. He cracked it open, thumbing through the herb images as he waited for his friend to finally come to claim her half of the weyr.

deebear

[deebear]

<Fly!>, came the joyous whisper of Mari's green. Despite every fear and worry she had had, despite everyone else thinking she couldn't do it, Sonath had flown out over the lake with such determination that she didn't falter except at the very end, and even that was minimal. 'Yes, love. You flew so well! I am very proud of you!' <Proud!>, Sonath echoed back before whistling happily.

Marilsa had, of course, checked her dragon all over for any major pulls or strains, and found only minor aches after their flight. It had been exhilarating, though she had been full of worry too. She liked to think that they had even surpassed the weyrlingmaster's expectations, but she could rarely ever tell what he might have been thinking.

As it was, she was not overly concerned with what anyone thought about them right then. Sonath flew beautifully, with her on her back! That had been so much wonderful and she looked forward to running every errand possible, to continue to work on Sonath's endurance. Of course, that could wait until the next day, right then it was time to pack up her things and head to her new weyr. They were finally moving out of the barracks! <New. Home?, Sonath asked quietly, though she sounded a little sad. 'Yes, love. New home, bigger home. Up high so you can see everything and fly!', Mari told her as she packed her things quickly. She didn't have much, her clothes and riding gear of course, but she had a couple of books on plants and she even had a couple starts in makeshift planters that she carried in her arms after she was laden down with all her other items.

Help?, Sonath offered when she saw her rider come out of the barracks with two packs and an armload of plants. She smiled up at Sonath and said, 'I've got it, Sonath. Give me a little bit and I will call you up. Oh, here...Take Rascal with you please." Sonath chirped her approval of this, as dangerous as the little sea spitter could be, Sonath loved the little thing. She let Rascal crawl up here tail and waited until he laid down between her wings then went off with her charge, to lay in the sun until she was called. Mari smiled as she watched her little girl and crazy pet wander off to rest while she began the slightly daunting task of hauling her crap up a bunch of stairs to hopefully find the correct weyr she was assigned to.

A while later she was huffing as she had managed to nearly drop one of her plants after getting turned around twice. That was the last time she listened to someone else tell her where to go. Once she got back in the correct hall she was fine. Until she finally found the door to her weyr and opened the door.

She didn't see him right away, as the angle she shouldered into the room had her facing the other direction when she entered. However she noticed right away that there was a fire going, and it wasn't just embers so it was fresh. She saw the empty area, then turned to see if her new roommate was still in the weyr and squeaked.

There, sitting at his desk, book in hand, was G'rett. Giving her an all too familiar grin. "G'rett! I..I..I am sorry...So sorry.", she stuttered just a bit, her cheeks almost instantly tinged faintly pink as she stared at him, embarrassed to no end. "I must have misunderstood my weyr assignment.", she told him, slightly exasperated that she would have made such a terrible mistake. Not that she would really complain about sharing the weyr with the other healer at all, she rather liked G'rett, however, she was quite certain they weren't meant to be sharing weyr space except with the same gender. Right?. "I wrote it down...give me a moment and I will sort it out and get out of your weyr." She set her plants down and shifted one of her packs so that she could reach a pocket, rummaging for the scrap of parchment she had written her wyer assignment on.

Alyx

[Alyx]

G'rett and Bronze Mastromideth

Hm…maybe he should plant some redwort? He’d yet to try that particular plant in a container, but it was useful enough that it might be worth giving a shot at it. He glanced over at his small but growing garden of medical plants were they lived at the edge of his room. He'done his best to find the stop that would get the best sun, without having to put them out on the actual ledge where Mastromideth and Sonath might knock them over. Truthfully, he was more worried about the first over the last, given that Sonath was tiny, even for a Green – and Mastromideth, for his years, was still often forgetting how large his build was.

The thought flutter away soon enough, the door’s motion pulling his brain back to the present, the weyr, and why he was sitting here gathering dusty thoughts rather than making himself productive. He watched her calming over the top of his book, his boots still kicked up on the edge his table, eyebrow tilted at how she was managing to balance all her thing without dropping one or two of them. The moment she saw him, the reaction was pretty much everything he had expected.

Marilsa squeaked and blushed. G’rett chuckled, closing the book as the younger healer stammered an apology. Dropping his feet off the table, his boots hit the floor with a scuff as the girl started fumbling for something among her belongings – while still trying to hold all of them, G’rett shook his head and shoved up out of the chair. “Relax, Mari. You aren’t in the wrong weyr, promise.” Setting the book on the table, he left his side of the weyr, crossing with quick strides to help his friend before she broke something with her juggling.

“Here, let me help.” He caught one of the packs in one hand and one of her plants in the other. “So how did flying go? Sonath have any problems?” He stepped away from Marilsa, crossing to the empty bed and setting the pack down on it to make clear his point. He set the plant on the small side table, then looked at the other healer. Her look… he shook his head again. “You’re in the right place, Marilsa, unless you don’t want to share space with me? Mastro might be disappointed, but I won’t hold it against you if you don’t want some bronzer in your space.” Crossing his arms, he leaned against the edge of the bed and smirked at her, waiting for her brain to catch up with his words.

Was she going to hit him with something? Probably – but right now it was safe, her hands were full, and she wasn’t going to risk one of her plants to throw it at him….

deebear

[deebear]

<Mar?>, came Sonath's concerned whisper, followed by a wash of love and concern that warmed her heart. 'I am okay, just in the wrong place. Stay there with Rascal.' It took a moment but Mari could feel Sonath's reluctant acceptance of her rider's answer. Mari was thankful that Sonath was such an easy-going dragon, most of the time, and rarely argued with her about, well...anything. Sonath went back to sunning herself and Mari went back to hunting in her packs for her sharding weyr assignment. G'rett's movements weren't lost on her, she had caught his movement from the corner of her eye, heard the scuff of boots on the floor. When he spoke she frowned slightly and paused her search and glanced over at her friend with a lifted brow. "There's no way..", she started with a faint shake of her head before trying to juggle her second pack. She couldn't believe that she would be allowed to share a weyr with one of the guys, let alone a bronzerider. Although, if she had been thinking clearly she might have given thought to the fact that they were both healers and would likely get along well in that regard, regardless of them having already been friends. She knew Sonath wouldn't mind in the least, she adored G'rett's big bronze as he was one of the few dragons that did not seem to mind her peculiarities and lack of speaking.

Before she could finish her thoughts here was beside her, relieving her of one of her packs, causing her to stutter and make random sounds of protest, as no words seemed to want to form in her mind. She turned on her heel, not moving, just watching him, slightly in disbelief, as he took her things and set them down in the empty side of the weyr. All the while he was asking how their flight went and basically giving her no further room to fuss or argue, not that she wasn't going to of course. "Now wait just a minute... Oh, our flight went fine.". she said, switching from one frame of mind to the other as she thought of how proud of her tiny green she was. Right on the end of that statement she paused then gave him a hard look, though not too hard of a look, and said, "Don't try to change the subject Bronzer.", she told him, pointing a slender finger at him, but had no real fire to her words. However, his next question of Sonath having any issues killed whatever train of thought she had. He was always kind enough to ask and she couldn't help but appreciate him for that. She gave a little huff of defeat then smiled at him warmly. "She tired faster than her siblings, which is usual for her, though she is getting better since we have been practicing. She had one little dip but it wasn't anything that caused me or her any true worry. She was so determined, G'rett, you should have seen her!", she gushed, she couldn't help it. It pleased her to no end to prove everyone in the weyr wrong, that she and Sonath were not going to be useless or a hindrance to the weyr.

She had followed him to the other side of the weyr, the empty side, the side that he said was hers, the side of the weyr where he very specifically had placed her things like it was completely normal that he should be sharing his weyr with a woman who was not his weyrmate. Now there was a thought that was likely to fly around the weyr faster than a green in a mating flight. Oh, Shells. It was a little dusty, but she could tell there had been some cleaning done, she assumed the culprit of said cleaning was right there in front of her. She made a face, still very much concerned that she was in fact in the wrong place, which he instantly caught, she could tell by the look on his own face and the shake of his head.

Then he spoke. Did he just..?

Her mouth hung open just slightly, but there was no true sound, more like a slightly strangled squeak. "Now, wait just a sharding minute... I didn't say I didn't want to stay with you!", she said, giving an air of being offended, although she really wasn't. She also realized how said outburst might have sounded, but she ignored the thought for the moment. She placed a hand on her hip, after setting her other pack down on the bed and looking at the man before her, leaning his hip against the bed he claimed was hers, arms crossed and looking at her with those damn blue eyes and that smirk that she really hated to admit looked good on him. Oh, that was the exactly wrong train of thought, but oh well, too late. And of course, he would use Mastro against her, knowing full well how fond on him her dragon was, how sad she would be if she found out that they were supposed to share the space with him and his rider and her rider had chosen not to. "That...", she huffed, defeated of course, and crossed her arms as he had done. "You...That's just..." Not fair!, is what she wanted to say, but she already knew how well that would go over with the other healer. What she did say was, "If you snore mister I'll... I'll put trundlebugs in your bed.", she halfheartedly threatened him. "Oh! And if I didn't want you in my space, I wouldn't be friends with you.", she told him with a huff and went about fussing over one of her plants, trying to hide the amused look on her face. She really couldn't stand him, truly. Not., came Sonath's quiet and amused voice. 'Oh, hush you.' She could still feel the green's amusement, even as she received images of the weyr from the air. Home? 'Yes love. Home. You can come up. Be careful.'

A short while later they were joined by the green and one cute, but slightly dangerous, blue creature.

Alyx
(Sleepy post is sleepy. Sorry if it doesn't make sense. xD)