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Post by menta on Oct 18, 2006 22:24:18 GMT -5
She was off as soon as he said the word, not bothering with the "ready, set, go" and speeding off along the shore. She knew that G'del had a physical advantage over her, but she could play dirty. Her strokes were long and smooth. She wasn't generally physically inclined, but she could swim. "Come one Bronzer, lets go!" She yelled at the man she had left. Her arms were long and wiry and she pulled through the water well, not having much weight to drag along. She past the rider's bronze and kept pulling. She took a glance behind her. G'del would be up with her in moments, she knew.
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Post by brimstone81 on Oct 19, 2006 21:26:02 GMT -5
G'del was powerful, with years of muscle training behind him, he quickly caught up. He did of course, required more edurance to stay on top, and he would burn up his reserves if he kept his strong breast strokes. He started to pass her from the inside, trying not to look at her, lest he get distracted. He felt heat in his bicepts and triceps, and started to use his legs more and his arms less. He certainly was not a pro swimmer, but had learned as a child because his mother was afraid he would drown. She was probably the more agile and skilled swimmer, but he had great propellers...
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Post by menta on Oct 20, 2006 18:10:49 GMT -5
Brook glanced at G'del as he cought up to her. She kept her strokes long and even, making sure he didn't pass her so early, but not really putting anymore distance between them. She smiled as he was so near to her and stuck out a raching hand, properlling herself along with her other arm an her legs and grabbed him by the bicep, pulling herself into him. "Hello Bronzer." She said, still swimming with threee of her four limbs and both dragging him down and hitching a ride at the same time. Well they had decided on any rules before hand. Never a good stategy with Brook. She stook by rules, usually if they wre given, but if not, anything was open.
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Post by brimstone81 on Oct 22, 2006 15:27:24 GMT -5
"Brook! What are you-" Brook's move startled him, and he started flayling to stay above the water, but those two seconds of surprize-panic caused him to stop swimming. G'del started to sink into the water, and then bobbed up, pulling his arm with the young woman hanging on up. He spit some water playfully at her. "Silly girl, what is your motive?" The bronzerider kicked his legs out and started to swim, draggin her. He was going considerably slower now. He shook his wet head, and the hair let go many pellets of water like a canine. "Are you so tired milady that you cannot swim? You know I do not have as much endurance as my dragon," He grinned to himself, knowing what kind of scandalous thing she might expect from him, so he added with a laugh, "Well, that is to say, only in the water."
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Post by menta on Oct 22, 2006 15:39:15 GMT -5
Brook laughed at his reactin after she was sure he was ok...she wasn't trying to drown. She smiled at him and kicked out behind her, leaving behind again as he struggled to right himself again. Hehe, as long as he didn't drown, no harm done. "Come on, silly. You can't even pull a little girl?" She teased as they bout reached they halfway mark. She began to feel a small strain in her muscles but continued kicking hard, expectign that he would be back up with her soon. She laughed at his last comment. Not such a gentleman after all was he. Well she could work with that.
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Post by brimstone81 on Oct 23, 2006 18:41:58 GMT -5
He grunted. "Little, you are not!" He laughed lightly, his arms and legs propelling him forward. His pride would not let him loose. He started to gain on her and grinned to himself. He could feel the spray from her movements splash across his face. Again, G'del lurched forward with a burst of strength. He grabbed hold of her left ankle, pulled lightly, just to give her a scare, and then started to pass her on the inside.
He put a little distance width wise between them, determined not to fall for her tricks again. He had attempted to settle the score, so to the bronzer, they were even. He looked ahead of him. It was the last stretch, the last sprint, "Hurry up, Queenie." He started to pump his arms and legs faster to try and beat the woman. He. . . could. . . not. . . loose! He strained as he tried to gain distance, but she was light and could probably propel herself a lot easier than he could himself.
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Post by menta on Oct 23, 2006 19:01:59 GMT -5
Brook gasped in fake shock, "Are you calling me fat?" She called back, laughing. She kept swimming hard but felt her muscles tiring, he was gaining. She squaled as he tugged her ankle and lost a second getting back into her motion. She sprinted with all her strength....but as they crossed hte finished, the bronzer had obviosuly oen, bu not by two much. She paddled over to the shallows, nearly gasping for air. Once she had regaiend her breath she took a look at G'del. "Not too shabby bronzer. I guess this earns you another clue. Actually shard the clues....this earns you the whole surprise. To the Barracks." She said smiling. Holding a hand out to the dripping rider. This was quite a treat in fact.
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Post by brimstone81 on Oct 23, 2006 19:25:43 GMT -5
G'del grinned, he had won, not by much, but it was a good thing. The candidate barracks? He had quite forgotten that they were going there. She held out her hand, so naturally he took and brushed his lips against it like a gentleman. "You are a gracious looser, milday." He then pat her hand and put down. He smiled friendly like, "Since you are so bent upon taking me to your barracks, show me then!"
He had by this time caught his breath, and had forgotten all of his misgivings. He rubbed his muscled biceps out. "You are a tough one to beat, however, Brook, I'll give you that. Ah, Solarith moves." The bronze dragon stretched his wings out and swam to shore. Then the bronze took off, I am going to lay on my ledge. Don't do anything silly, Mine. G'del snorted, silly, like what? He would never be silly. Never. He was sensible, he was a thinker. His bronze worried over nothing. "Well, lead on, Brook."
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Post by menta on Oct 24, 2006 18:41:59 GMT -5
Brook rung out her long red hair and pulled at G'del by the hand. She was very excited, she'd been waiting to enjoy this surprise her self, and a new drgonrider at the Weyr was certainly a good occasion.
She led the Bronzer into the Weyr, the warm air drying the pair quickly enough. The candidate walked through various halleways and passages until they reached the barracks. She knew all the routes well. "Home sweet home." She said, "Welcome to the Barracks bronzer."
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Post by brimstone81 on Oct 24, 2006 21:23:28 GMT -5
He walked, memorizing the passage ways so that he wouldn't get off track later. Perhaps not directly to the candidate barracks, but just in general he wanted to know his way around. When they got to the candidate barracks he wasn't exactly surprized in how they appeared. He looked around. It did not seem different than the barracks at Fort all those turns ago. It wasn't too many, but enough for his memory to be a little hazy. He tried to look interested and said, "That's a nice colored blanket. Some one must have brought that from home."
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Post by menta on Oct 24, 2006 23:17:42 GMT -5
Brook smiled at G'del's attempt for small talk. "Yah yah whatever." She said and then ushered him over ot her trunk. She began lifting out nice dresses and trinkets and such and putting them on her bed. "Aha!" She said and pulled out a bottle from the bottom, dusting off the skin and blowing on it gently. She licked her lips slightly and brought it over to G'del. "Its Benden, yes Benden wine. Older stuff, amazing red," She said grinning widly. This stuff was hard to come by now, but she had friends.
"I've been waiting for a reason to open it..." She said, raising an eyebrow at him to pose the obvious question.
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Post by brimstone81 on Oct 26, 2006 20:40:28 GMT -5
She watched her and at once he tilted his head back ever so slightly and said, "aha." That was what the clue was for. And Benden wine? Did she come from a wealthy family? He was slightly envious, for he had only drank from a bottle of Benden when he was a rambunctious weyrling, and pooled his marks with five other weyrlings, so he never got much of a taste, much less a buzz. He never drank much at all, he didn't like the feeling of no control. But what the heck? A glass with a pretty woman couldn't hurt. Just as long as he stayed sober and left at a decent hour. He was becoming friends with the young woman. She was nice to him, and not skeptical. "Well now you've got it, don't you," He said with a grin.
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Post by menta on Oct 29, 2006 14:26:00 GMT -5
She smiled at his reaction. It had taken quite a fair sum of money and flirting for this bottle and she wasnt about to waste a drop. She took out two glasses and poured them both a glass. She passed oe to the bronzer. "Cheers." She said, smiling at him and takin a sweet long sip. The savored the smoothm rich tasted between her lips for a logn moment before swallowing. "Good hunh?" She said, moving slightly closer to the Wingleader, eyes bright. This was quie a treat.
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Post by brimstone81 on Oct 30, 2006 16:51:29 GMT -5
G'del drank deeply, more than he had originally wanted to. While he had not a taste for alcohol, Benden had a great reputaion-and for a good reason. It was a great blend, and he silently praised the vitners. He looked at her and smiled, "It is very good, my thanks for sharing it with me." He must have made a good Impression on the young woman, for it was quite a treat to get Benden wine, and greater still if someone else bought it and shared with you. He took a drink again, this time a bit less. He didn't want to drink to quickly, lest he start buzzing. Head aches and wing practices did not go well with eachother. Although he had never actually given the "for sure" on practice tomorrow afternoon. It could easily be cancelled if necessary. He lifted his glass, toasting, "To you, Lady, might you get everything you ever dreamt of."
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Post by menta on Nov 4, 2006 21:08:09 GMT -5
She took a long drink, smiling into her glass at his lavish toast. She shivered slightly at just how delicious the drink really was. "It tastes like...like..." She tried to think of a way to describe te Benden, she smiled fliratiously, "Like a liquid kiss. A really, really good kiss." She said. She took a smaller sip next, savoring it.
She licked her lips. "How about we play a little game?" She proposed devlishly "Have you ever heard of i never?"
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