I m p o r t a n t

[Calim]

It was one of those days after training where the hunger just gnawed away at Ita'fe's stomach. It had him heading to the dining hall in quite a rush. Despite his haste the unmistakable platinum blonde hair of a former harper caught his eye right away. Though... surely it hadn't been enough time for him to be let out of the infirmary with those injuries? Something didn't seem right at all.

As much as he wanted some answers, he had to get some food first. He took the most efficient path possible to the cooks, got some thick, hearty stew, and made a beeline right back to where J'us was.

"Didn't expect to see you up and about so soon..." he said, taking the liberty of sitting in the seat in front of him. He shot him a bit of a suspicious look, adding, "or are you even meant to be here yet?" Well at least the redpinkrider was bothering to eat something for once. He wouldn't survive weyrlinghood without it, he thought.

"Because I have half a mind to give you a good one across the head if you weren't so shardin' mangled," he said, clearly having little patience for any of J'us' foolishness. He didn't care if the remark offended the vain weyrling somehow, since he had a small realization that it might.

"Well, then?" he said, looking at him expectantly, like he was scolding a child.

[Drunkenwasp**]

(850017)

Alvaceaeth had been busy exploring the dining hall something weyrfolk and dragonriders alike were used to when it came to younglings. They merely got out of her way, as they should, and smiled indulgently when she took a piece of their food without asking. Really no one wanted to scold the extremely fragile looking 'pink', and plus the fact that she had such an aura of capability around her already was very promising.

J'us, feeling quite worse for wear, was staring down at his plate with a grimace. Not because he didn't want it, no now that he actually ate well..he found himself hungry more often(no shards!), but mainly because the walk down here to get actual food had been taxing on him. His skin was slightly grey, the bandages on his shoulders spotted with red blood, showing that he had in fact re-opened the still healing wounds, and sitting quite awkwardly since his ribs were still healing.

The ex-harper jumped nearly a foot when Ita'fe sat down he blinked, frightened at the redrider before he realized who it was and let out a little quite 'Ow'.. when he realized that landing from that jump had caused him a bunch of pain.

"Oh go away why don't you. A pretty face like yours isn't going to make me feel any better." He sniffed feeling quite pathetic. "If I'm going to eat I refuse to eat the pig slop they feet in the infirmary, it all tastes like glue." He sounded tired and took the breathing time to stick a fork full of thick stew in his mouth.

"I'm eating, at least. I refuse to eat glue though so you can very well deal with it or-" He stopped talking when a red form made its way towards them quickly stopping short of running straight into Ita'fe. Alva settled her head on level with the redriders, glaring at him, a fresh new coat of red blood covering her pink spot.

You are a bad assistant! You didn't even come visit him, and I had to deal with his stupid day dreams filled with YOU, doing things I don't even know what but it was gross and looked painful! Least you can do is give me proper respect and at least tell him you quit the job or something so he can stop moping! She all but screamed into his head.

"Alva..." J'us sighed. "Do you want her? I doubt theres anything bonding about this, please take her...'

[Calim]

"Well 'this pretty face' seems to be the only one with the guts to tell you to get back into your bed," he shot back plainly. He was eying the bloodied bandages with a bit of a worried frown. He would have dragged him to a cot right then and there if it wouldn't kill him. "I suppose I should keep an eye on you if you're going to be stupid about your injuries," he muttered.

He didn't expect the dragonet pink to obscure his vision so suddenly, and he jumped a bit at first. Though as she screamed at him his expression turned deadpan and thoroughly unamused, not seeming at all intimidated by the dragonet. And as the dragon continued to ramble on his glare turned even more threatening and seemed to say 'I willl skin you here and now if you don't shut it'.

When J'us spoke, the intimidating look on his face softened and he even smiled somewhat. "That's not how it works, Jairu- ...J'us. If it weren't a bond, she would be dead by now, gone between. You've got it easy compared to some riders I've seen and heard of." He scoffed. "And no, I will not take another dragon. You cannot tell me that some part of you didn't not want a dragon since you did show up to a hatching in the end. If this was something you really didn't want, I'd imagine someone like you would fight tooth and nail to avoid it, hm?" He nonchalantly took a few bites of his stew and eyed him expectantly.

"And what's this about all these supposed daydreams of me? It'll be a hard turn for you if your sex drive is already over the top.." he chuckled.

[Drunkenwasp**]

The worlds first ever lady red glared right back at the rider uncaring that he seemed not the least bit bothered by her. Well, she would show him! But on second thought one look at the grey tinge of her person deemed it a better decision to go to him first. She could eat noisy redriders later. Hmph.

Laying her head in his lap, looking particularly cute for something covered in dried blood she did her best to comfort J'us, while out right glaring at the man across the table. Unknowingly J'us began to carefully stroke her with his good hand taking a break from the tedious work of eating and talking.

"I didn't want someone in my head all the time." He protested giving a glare back. "That seems wrong, and if you had eyes at the hatching you would have seen my brothers green didn't let me get very far, in fact she dangled me like a treat for that stupid red." He shuddered at the memory.

"As for my sex drive, "A rather pained look, "None of your business what I do and what I do not do. You are what, a friend? Nothing more to me, and knowing such a handsome face as yours you are probably already courting a half a dozen ladies or men anyway." Hurt, him? Naw..okay a bit.

Alva sighed shifting herself to roll her head a bit more at Ita'fe.

You will apologize to Mine She said imperiously every inch a 'king', One would think a fellow redrider would know manners but apparently not. I am to believe from his memories your dragon is all muscle and no brains anyway. I will bring forth the reign of terror of the Lady Reds, I will show everyone what power I have!

J'us just sighed giving her a look. "Can you not sound like psychopath?"

She huffed flipping her tail at him.

[Calim]

"You'll just have to get used to that, J'us," Ita'fe laughed, taking a few more bites of his food. "And regardless, you could have rejected the bond. Hell, you still could... but I know you won't." He looked back up at the pinkrider with a smug look on his face and he motioned at the fact that J'us was giving the little ladyred some kind of affection at all. "See? Doesn't look like you hate her all that much."

He saw the hurt in J'us face from what Ita'fe only meant as a trivial jive, and his expression softened quite a bit. "Yes, you are my friend..." he admitted. He poked gingerly at a little chunk of meat in the stew, adding, "And no... I actually haven't gotten anyone into bed since you. Contrary to what you might think, I actually do not throw myself into anyone's bed to looks at me with a hint of a seductive look. I like to know who I join in the furs beforehand."

He looked at the angry little pink/red with a somewhat amused smile. He just couldn't take such a small creature as that imposing. "Well I'm sure Carth would like to convince you otherwise soon enough."

He turned his attention back towards J'us. "Seriously though... I will make sure you go straight to the infirmary after this. You're already bleeding through the bandages..."

[Drunkenwasp**]

Alvaceaeth(Pink) (850017)

Alva jumped on those words quicker then a terrier would a mouse. She looked up at Ita with a flash in her eyes and curved her head proudly, not before of course nuzzling and crooning to her human to prove just how much she loved him and why she aided him down here. Bleeding, pft. She could smell his blood(and thankfully knew the differences between HIS blood and any other red blood) but a little bit of injury would toughen you up, right? Her person had a -metal- hand for shards shake, surely a bit of bleeding wouldn't kill him!

I wish to meet this Carth! Yes yes, now. You can carry Mine outside if you are that worried over his health... She cast a sly(as sly as you could get with a dragon face), look at Ita'fe before she did something that made poor J'us squeal like a little girl. She licked his ear.

He crumpled covering his face and trying his best not to go into fits of giggling, because there was nothing sexy about that. Not really anyway. When she finished, proud of herself, she sat down waiting impatiently to go see Carth while J'us picked himself up and looked very very red.

"She's a bitch." He complained though there was no question about doing away with the bond, he hadn't even batted an eyelash at those words. So he wanted to trade her yes, but trading meant he could still see her...right?

"I'm not going to die though, you know. I've been eating well, " He gave him a dirty, hurt look, "I've been lonely as hell also. So why don't we let her meet Carth? Maybe she'll stop with the whole.." One look at those now glaring eyes made him awkwardly clear his throat. "Well you know..'

[Calim]

"Now...?" Ita'fe asked, rather confused. He had no idea why the little pink would have such a strong desire to go see his dragon... probably had something to do with this silly 'ladyred' thing she had going on. he figured that was something that the pink would grow out of sooner or later. "I... suppose we could."

He laughed at that tickle that J'us got out of that lick. Oh he would have fun with his new dragon he was sure. "A bitch huh? I so very certain that you truly think that." He finished up his soup and got to his feet. "And just because you've actually started eating like a human being doesn't make you immune to dying from injury and blood loss."

He walked towards J'us and so very very gently picked him up as the pink had 'ordered' and took great care not to jostle him too much in his arms. "Right. I'll call Carth then and maybe your bonded might... realize something."

Carth get over here... Jairu- J'us's dragon wants to meet you. She seems to think she's some kind of female red or something.

The red perked up from his perch at his ledge. He remembered the little red-colored pink from the sands. Meeting her might be amusing to pass the time. He took off and made his way to the exit that Ita'fe would likely take them and sure enough Ita'fe carried J'us outside to be greeted by the gigantic 40 foot red hulking mass of dragon that utterly dwarfed the tiny pink dragonet.

Greetings, J'us. And who is this young lady...? he greeted with his usual smooth charm.

[Drunkenwasp**]

"I can walk you know!" J'us protested because while he was a delicate young man-he wasn't this delicate. He had legs, thats what legs were for. But he realized as he was picked up that damnit-he had missed this. He missed the warmth and scent that always seemed to be around Ita'fe, and not just that from his dragon. He sighed giving a dramatic air before he began to rest against his chest, realizing just how exhausted he truly was.

"Thank you." He muttered, so quiet so low that he hoped Ita'fe didn't hear it. Knowing his luck though..

He waved at Carth. "Can I count on you to have him visit me when I pass these stupid rituals?" He asked the dragon with a faint grin, because Carth had been the primary reason why he had ended up in Ita'fes bed in the first place.

Alva was having none of that talk though. She bustled her way towards the reds head stared at him with whirling red-blue eyes, a sickening combination and promptly bit him on the nose.

"ALVA!" J'us screeched out, horrified because for that moment he could see Carth swallowing her whole..


The lady red snorted at her rider lifting her wings a bit and settled down, more lady like, in front of Carth now that dominance had been shown. She was clearly the best red here, just because he had size(and a lot of muscles...) didn't mean anything!

Hello Red-Carth. My name is Alvaceaeth, you may call me the Lady Red. My egg did not form proper, nor give me the proper nutrients to grow, but that matters not. I will bring on a reign of terror, of proof that women can fight and be just as Kingly as you silly men. Will you join me in bringing forth this?

J'us sighed giving Ita'fe a 'help me god' look.

"She sounds insane..'

[Calim]

Ita'fe merely smiled quietly to himself when he heard J'us express his thanks. Didn't want to prick a little hole in the weyrling's pride after all. He was fragile enough right now in more senses than just physically.

Why of course... he answered him with a fair amount of smugness. I can just about guarantee it.

"Oh boy.." he chuckled. But the smile on his face was suddenly wiped off and even he looked horrified at the brash move that the little dragonet did to a dragon that was many times her size.

Carth though just drew back in surprise, looking more like a bug tried to sting him. He huffed and snorted, though not in anger. The red's eyes squinted shut as his head reared back with what must have appeared to be the intention to strike, but his head lurched forward in a tremendously violent sneeze all over Ita'fe and J'us.

"Aw hell what the...!?!" Ita'fe cried out as he turned away from a faint spray of mucus. At least Carth wasn't sick or something.. that would have been far more disgusting. At least Ita'fe's instinct to turn away saved him from being drenched. "...well that will be fun to explain to the healers..." he sighed, looking back at Carth.

My... a brief sniff, apologies...

The red looked more disgruntled and confused by Alva's actions than anything else. He started to question whether that really just happened.

Now that was hardly necessary... Why not converse as a lady as I converse as a gentleman? And merely because I am male does not make any implication that I disagree with these values of yours... Actually he seemed more fascinated by her little display, if anything. And he also seemed thoughtful at this idea she put forth that she was a red that just didn't come out quite right. He uttered a deep noise that was something like a 'hmm' as he watched her.

[Drunkenwasp**]

Alvaceaeth being the stone cold bitch that she was(okay she was shaking in her booties but she tried not to let it show), stood there, glaring defiantly at the red as he reared by to strike at her. Come on her pose said, I can take ya! Any day of the week, come on, hit me with all you got! And mentally she was whimpering a tirade of non stop gibberish to her bonded about how sorry she was, could he please save her from the evil dragon-

Sneeze.

J'us winced and held his hands over his face, because hell his face was his best assets clearly, trying to hide against Ita'fes much larger chest and muscular arms. Thankfully he only got minorly covered with dragon snot and quite disgusted showed just how angry he was by flinging hand fulls of it back at Carth with a dirty look.

"Now I need a bath, and new bandages." He told him, feeling entirely off put.

Alva eyed the larger red for a moment before she decided on a more comfortable spot to sit. His head. With dainty care not to make him sneeze again she crawled up to lay herself down over his skull and forehead draped like some princess.

Lady-RED. Get it right. Normal ladies are disgusting. All they do is sit about pretending to look pretty and make faces at the smallest of things, like bugs, or dirt, or bugs with dirt She sighed dramatically crossing her front paws in front of her, quite like a delicate lady indeed.

I'm going to show everyone that females don't have to be 'Queens' to be important. I am a King, A Lady Red. I don't want to lounge around all fat with eggs. That's boring. No see I want to take my red-brother down a few notches, and do other things! Clearly you can see this? She patted him with affection on his eyebridge.

J'us stared at the entire scene with a look between confusion, pain and trying not to giggle.

"You know her pinks not showing, she still has the blood on her." He whispered to Ita'fe. "Maybe if Carth can just pretend, you know be a gentleman and all that she'll think he agrees and I can go get changed and not stink of dragon snot."

[Calim]

Carth just couldn't believe how very bold the youngling was. Never had he seen a pink act this way... maybe Alva's claim that the egg simply wasn't cared for properly had some merit after all...

The red merely stayed frozen in bewilderment as the tiny pinkred thing clambered on to his head which alone was a fair amount bigger than her. He shut his eyes when she patted him on the eyeridge, and just looked confusedly at the snot-covered Ita'fe and J'us afterwards. He just did not want to move his head the wrong way and drop the little one on the ground. But very slowly he raised his head just a bit so that he wasn't bowing down uncomfortably like before. At least the pink was getting a good view of the scenery from there.

Ita'fe relayed that information from J'us to Carth, to which the red answered. Pretending won't be necessary... in a rather bewildered tone. And to that... Ita'fe wasn't sure what to think.

So I see, little lady...red. You are quite different from any other female I have spoken with.

But it was probably better to get the 'little princess' in his arms some place to clean up before he had a hissy fit.

"Okay, let's go.." Ita'fe said, returning inside. Though he was heading towards the infirmary, whether J'us liked it or not.

[Drunkenwasp**]

She was so proud of herself yes she was. Sitting up on his head, higher than anyone of her clutch, even that bastard little red brother of hers. Ha! She wished he could see her now, curled up like the King she was on a red that towered over every other dragon. She all but purred her delight nuzzling his head and giving it little licks. Yes, this Carth, this one would be perfect. She could groom him, he was a bit rough, alright a lot rough, but with some grooming and some training he could be the perfect ally.

And her red brother would just fall to the ground begging her apologies.

J'us, who was privy to these thoughts thanks to the dragon not blocking them, stared at her as though she had grown a second head. "Are they all diabolical psychopaths?" he asked Ita'fe quietly, under his breath so the pink couldn't hear him, lest she take her wrath on him.

Alvac' was far to busy planning to pay attention to her person, she only knew that he was going back upstairs to get clean and was in hands of his 'assistant' a man which frequently visited in his dreams.

Of course I am. I am one of a kind. I am not like..like them! She cast a claw skyward pointing to two greens that flew by, above them. One took a long look at Carth and the lady red snarled her dislike up at such insolence.

With you, I will prove such. I don't need to chase males, like Mine does. I will show my stupid brother-red the error of his ways. He called me names you know! He hurt mine, you know. I did not want a boy with scars! But, alas this is fine...I like you Carth, you are very comfortable

World domination done she yawned, made an adorable squeak noise and curled up safely on his head for a nap.

J'us sighed glaring up at Ita'fe. "I don't want to go back to the infirmary." He knew he was whining, like a child but the healers were all..well mean. And boring. "There's nothing to do! And Alva's having fun with Carth.." If you could call psychotic rambling fun. "Surely you don't want to ruin such a tender dragon mind by just dropping me off at the infirmary like so much baggage?!" He asked, voice hurt, acting turned up a full six notches as he fluttered pale eyelashes at him looking faint and sicker by the moment. He was to good at this.

[Calim]

"Pretty much yes.. they all are," he answered jokingly... sort of, as he carried him away from the two dragons. "And I thought you might say that about the infirmary. But that's where you belong, J'us, especially since I was there when you had shardin' chunks pulled out of you." He looked at J'us with a look of sincere worry on his face.

But that expression was soon replaced by a sly little grin as J'us complained about the oh-so-torturous conditions in the infirmary. "You need more hobbies than just sex so that you can entertain yourself then..." he teased lightly. Ita'fe planted a gentle kiss on his forehead that was almost apologetic, adding, "Dropping you off like baggage? You harm me so with such words..."

Carth meanwhile was still being baffled by the little pinkred on his head. Well there's no need to prove to me that you are not like the others.. the red insisted. He was going to reply about her brother that had nearly mangled her bonded to death, but he was aware that the little pink was going to nap.

Why did it have to be on his head?

He sat there frozen, and now quite sure what to do with the fragile little red hat on his head. He was afraid to drop the little creature all those feet down onto the rock below. But finally he slowly lowered his head till it rested on the ground. He might as well rest too if the little... red, as Carth was starting to see it, was going to stay there.

[Drunkenwasp**]

Okay so maybe he wasn't going to just..drop him off there, but still. He gave him a rather put off glare when he mentioned needing more hobbies than sex. "I'll have you know I wrote more songs than any harper here." He told him with a rather disgruntled look on his face, and added because Ita'fe didn't seem the type to know a good song from a bad, "good ones too,you know. Even such an uncultured rider like yourself would appreciate a few of them." He was teasing though and it was clear by the rather odd look on his face-he wasn't entirely sure how to deal with Ita'fes odd show of..worry. Why was he worried about him?

He flushed, and with his pale skin and even paler hair he near glowed as he hastily looked down at his hands trying to tuck his burning hot face against Ita'fes chest to hide. It failed, of course but fuck it he was trying.

Not wanting to hang there, saying nothing for so long he cleared his throat looked around to make sure no one was near by(not that it mattered this was the harper who had sat on a mountain cliff pretty much naked), and finally, awkwardly tried to talk to the kingrider holding him. Talking, him! He used to be able to just..make people fall for him, they lavished at his feet, panted like dogs in heat and now he had to..talk and..ugh. This was just stupid.

He was sure he was going to end up with a broken..something to, he didn't want to think about -what-. But still the idea of Ita'fe just leaving him bothered him more than he could explain and he awkwardly tugged on his sleeve.

"When we clean up..will you stay for a bit?" He sounded shy, him, shy! He frowned biting his lip and hoped he could blame it on such silly common place things as you know, losing a pint of blood. "I'm sure I can..think of something to amuse you...especially since you cant get away..your dragons a bit..indisposed." He gigled.