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Post by LyricalBlue on Jun 2, 2006 1:33:54 GMT -5
I'slen opened up his pale eyes slowly and looked at Tujal and sighed. Well if she was in that sort of mood he would just let it slide off him. "Enjoying it doesn't matter. Its something you all have to hear." He stood and collected the skins on his desk. Placing them over one arm he began to walk out of the room. Blasted girl couldn't give him a moment's peace could she. "Don't be late for your chores." He stepped out of the room and began to walk down the hall. His office and weyr were just a few steps away. Which made access to his Weyrlings easy but it also meant Tujal plauged him constantly. Hey Wes, think you could get Amenth to make Tujal lay off it for a while. The bronze, still all laughter relayed the message adding in all his loving and admiring comments to the little Queen.
You sound like a blasted Harper. Wes snorted in laughter again. I just say the truth. With all the embelishments you can add. Not that Amenth was anything but a fine dragon. She looked much like her dam and would seem to have that same leggy, sleek proportioning. See you like her too. Of course I do you big hunk of dragon meat. Then tell Tujal how much you like her. Hmm well that was an idea indeed, it worked so well on himself and most other riders. No doubt it might work on Tujal, maybe even hush her up for a moment or two.
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Post by Memorie on Jun 2, 2006 1:38:00 GMT -5
**Moving to General Barracks-type Area**
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