Best Worst Idea [S'fin]

[madb]

You are distracted.

It wasn't a question. R'get glanced up to meet the whirling, curious eyes of his green. Pallath tiled her head slightly, a habit he was sure she had picked up from him, and he couldn't help but smile. Pal, honestly, I'm sorry. He patted her side and she grunted in acknowledgement of the apology. I thought I'd gotten used to getting up this early again, but you're right, my mind's been drifting. I'll focus better once I get some food in me.

On a rare day off, Rau and Pallath had nevertheless woken up at the fifth candlemark in the morning to settle into their new routine. The start of the morning meant a gentle warm up, consisting of Pallath flying a slow, steady circle around the weyr while R'get jogged. After that, they typically broke fast for the morning before heading into drills today. While there were no official drills set for their wing, R'get and Pal planned to continue on their own later that day.

Not like they were planning on pushing it, however. There was a reason they had break days - Pal was especially infamous for ignoring pain, which had been a heartache and a half when she'd been hurt in a Fall last. Rau was finding a good balance these days between working hard without enabling Pal to overwork herself.

As they made their way back to the weyr, Pallath nudged him mentally. That was not what you were distracted by.

No. R'get sighed. I'm just worried about Azzy. He's looking thin and worn down these days, and as fun as it is to tease him about it... I dunno. I feel like I should be doing something more, to help him out. Pallath rumbled, low and soothing, which R'get took to mean she was sympathizing. We're friends! If we were still brats, I could drag him off to -

He trailed off. For a moment, Pallath waited patiently for the thought to be completed. She landed on the opening to their weyr before she started to grow impatient with him, and pressed slightly more demandingly against his mind.

Sorry, Pal. Just being an idiot like usual. He dismounted, giving her a light slap on the foreleg. I mean, honestly! Why can't I just drag A'zael off someplace fun? I mean, maybe he won't want to at first because of 'duty' and 'responsibility' and all that but, shards, we get days off. So should he! Even if I have to drag him out of that office myself.

This sounds like trouble. Pallath stated, dryly. Almost like stealing the Weyrleader. 

'Kidnapping' is the word you're looking for. Rau corrected, distractedly. She snorted. Really, Pal, the question here isn't if I should do this. The real question, my friend, is what I should do.

Which meant he needed a planning partner. And really, who better than Fin, who, as Azzy's brother, probably was exactly the person to bring into this. What luck that they shared a weyr! Though he wasn't actually too sure what S'fin would think of think of it. At this stage, this initial burst of excitement it felt almost like a prank - or, 'like trouble', as Pal put it - and that was more his and Azzy's thing. He'd never plotted with S'fin before. That was fun in its own right. 

Look, maybe Azzy was Weyrleader and Rau was getting more responsible but that didn't mean they weren't all still young men all of a sudden. What was wrong with a bit of fun? A break? 

Maybe all those extra drills were getting to him.

"Hey, Fin!" R'get walked into the living space, looking around for the other green rider. "Are you up yet? I need to run something past you that might be either the best or worst idea I've ever had. I am bribing you with whatever you want for food. Actually, guess what, tell me what you want and I'll even bring the food up here."

Where was he, anyway?

[Zen]

10th Pass, 5th Turn, 7th Month
(I thought summer would be more fun for kidnapping xD)

S'fin :: Green Rusath

S'fin was always on time to drills, always. He and Rusath worked hard, followed orders, focused entirely on the task at hand. But that didn't mean he didn't like to relax when the chance presented itself. He was responsible, not a workaholic. Work and play were equally necessary parts of life. It was all about balance. Like sleeping in on your days off instead of getting up at the crack of dawn. That was always nice too. Though Rusath did not agree. His Green was up at dawn with or without him, and generally left their weyr to try to find herself a decent sunning spot while she waited for her rider to wake.

Not to mention S'fin was enjoying finally being able to sleep comfortably now that summer was in full swing. No more shivering under layer upon layer of furs or bundling himself up in just about every article of clothing he owned. Or both. He'd been sleeping like a meat-stuffed hatchling ever since warmth had returned to the island. And that's what he was still doing when Rau returned to their shared weyr and started yelling about something.

“S'no purple dragons...,” he muttered as he drifted in that place between waking and sleeping, his dream slipping away and mixing with reality, leaving him a little confused, blinking blearily up at the roof of the cave.

Rusath sensed his waking and brushed against his mind, You have the strangest dreams. Do you know what I dreamed of? The most delicious herdbeast I've ever had.

That... did not particularly help with S'fin's confusion. He sat up in his bed, raking his fingers through his hair as he looked around, trying to figure out just what had woken him up, and he caught the tail end of Rau's words. Something about food? Why was everyone on about food this morning? Well, he supposed now that he was awake, he ought to eat something.

Sluggishly, he pulled on a pair of pants and tugged a loose shirt over his head before joining Rau and Pallath in the main living area of their weyr. Barely stifling a yawn, he gave Rau a wave, “Mornin'.... What's going on now?” He glanced around, still not entirely awake, “D'you say somethin' about food?”

Have you even seen to your hair? You know its always terribly mussed when you first get up, Rusath's voice intruded into his mind and S'fin mentally pushed her away, Leave me 'lone, mommm. Outside on a ledge somewhere, Rusath snorted, but returned to sunning herself, Look like a fool if you wish, then.

[madb]

Hello Rusath Pallath greeted the older green, mentally, though she did not join her on the ledge. The breeze is pleasant and it is comfortably warm. It seemed a suitable greeting to her and it was as friendly as she could truly be. She had no strong feelings either way about the other green dragon, but there was nothing unusual in that, for Pallath had never been the most social of dragons. It had always been up to R'get to forge bonds for the both of them.

"Hey, Fin. Your hair looks awesome." R'get grinned. "Sorry about being so loud - I kind of figured you'd be asleep."

He slung an arm over S'fin's shoulders. "But really, buddy, Rukbat is bright in the sky, the weyr is waking around us, time to get up and face the day. I have an idea to pass along to you and I kind of need you a little more awake so I can bounce a few ideas. What do you say? Breakfast?"

He glanced toward Pallath as he felt her spike in hunger reverberate between their bond. I would like to hunt. Rusath is also hungry, I believe.

R'get knew he was being a bit pushy, but he was just excited by his half baked idea, and S'fin looked like he was barely awake. Couldn't blame the guy for taking the chance to sleep in a little. Sometimes Rau got like this, in a spin about an idea or prank, though it hadn't really happened since he'd Impressed the much more stark natured and solid Pallath. It was fun, though. It was already fun and he hadn't even really figured anything more than the bare bones of the idea.

Calm down, Pallath rumbled, amused. You are very young, sometimes.

Rau smiled at that, because Pal was only a few turns out of weyrlinghood herself, but took it in good humor. He did have to get to the point eventually, instead of flitting around the idea, like a silly firelizard. "I was just jogging - sorry if I smell, by the way - thinking about, you know. Az has been completely. Not over his head, exactly? But he needs a break. And I was just thinking, it is such a shame we aren't still kids, because all I'd have to do would be drag him out somewhere, away from the stress, and that's its own tragic thing that being a Weyrleader is the cause of his stress and kind of it's own prison from escaping it at the moment."

He frowned. "Where was I going? I do not think clearly in the morning. My brain is still fuzzy, obviously. Hm. Basically I realized Azzy won't want to just up and leave his responsibilities. But that's the whole problem! Everyone needs a break, and so - so I'm going to just. Uh."

Pallath was very amused with him as Rau's brain caught up with what he was suggesting. To his credit, he stuck with it.

R'get grinned sheepishly at S'fin. "I guess what I'm saying is I'm thinking about kidnapping the Weyrleader. Wanna help?"

[Zen]

S'fin :: Green Rusath

Rusath shifted slightly on her perch on the cliffs as Pallath greeted her, somewhat surprised. While she had nothing against Pallath at all, neither of them were generally that talkative. Rusath far preferred her rider's company to anyone else when it came to conversation, even if he did brush her off half the time for worrying too much. Someone had to worry about the fool; anyone who knew him at all would know he never worried about himself half as much as he should. Hello Pallath, she replied pleasantly, agreeing with the younger Green, It is quite a nice day.

S'fin made a face as Rau mentioned his hair, and right after Rusath had asked him about it as well. Halfheartedly, he reached up to smooth it a bit, but became distracted from the task when Rau slung an arm around him. He laughed lightly, teasing, “Mmm... listen to you, sounding all responsible.” He stifled another yawn, “Breakfast sounds great... I need klah.”

You need to see to your hair if you plan to leave the weyr, Rusath reminded him and he mentally groaned at her, running his fingers through it a few more times, It's fine. Drop it already. Honestly. Rusath rumbled amusement, apparently satisfied, and after a moment's pause, returned her attention to Pallath, Would you like to go hunting with me? It seems to me that our riders will be discussing an awful lot of nonsense this morning. Nonsense she had no desire to be part of if she could be hunting instead. She at least trusted S'fin not to get into too much trouble without her, he had never been one for such things, after all.

And then Rau was launching into some convoluted explanation of... something. Without any klah yet in his system, S'fin had quite a hard time following along, not that Rau's explanation was entirely easy to follow for anyone that was fully awake either. His friend paused for a moment, giving S'fin half a heartbeat to try to catch up. What was he saying? Something about Az being stressed and needing a break. Yeah. Well that sounded right. And then the phrase 'kidnapping the Weyrleader' fell from the younger man's mouth and S'fin was lost all over again.

All he could do was stare at Rau for the longest time, trying to wrap his head around this. Then his gaze narrowed slightly, vaguely suspicious, “Wait.... I get it. You're joking. Hahah, funny, Rau....” He eyed R'get critically for another long moment before he realized he wasn't joking and spluttered, “You... you're... you wanna... what?” Okay, no. This wasn't. It wasn't exactly like that? Rau was just being dramatic. All he really wanted to do was get Az out for a while, have a bit of fun. Kidnapping... yeah... that was just drama. It wasn't... he wasn't actually....

He rubbed a hand over his face as if he could wipe away his confusion and shock with the simple gesture. He could be realistic about this. Az did need a break; his little brother always just looked so tired all the time. Sure, most people probably didn't really notice it, but they didn't know him like he and Rau did. While he couldn't be prouder that A'zael was actually taking his responsibilities seriously, he was growing as concerned as R'get that he wasn't taking good enough care of himself in the process. As Rau had said, everyone needs a break, his fun-loving brother especially. Before all this working wore him down to nothing.

“Okay...,” he said, hesitant, “Okay. Az needs a break. I can agree with that. But. Erm. Kidnapping is perhaps a bit extreme, Rau....” He gave another soft laugh, clearly still a bit baffled by the fact that Rau had suggested such a thing. It had to have been a joke, just a dramatic way of saying they needed to save Az from himself, so to speak. “I... I really need some klah.” It was hard to think straight. He eyed Rau again, “Maybe... we both need some klah....”