Hyde in the Night {Knight}

Je'kyll shook his head exasperatedly, he loved Hydeth to pieces but she was troublesome. Something about the manner in which she chose to conduct herself always concerned him. What worried him more was that the suggestions that plagued his mind were always considered by the Pink to be a perfectly valid option. She had a violent streak, this he had slowly come to accept, but it was worrying that she still changed into a lovable, social creature following some displays of pointless aggression.

The arrival of the Blue and His was no different matter. Initially Je'kyll felt rage flow through their bond at being disturbed and heard a deep rumble. But, just as suddenly as it had started, Hydeth sat up straight and observed the Blue. Je'kyll himself was somewhat annoyed that their solitude had been disturbed and pushed some of his less-than-pacifist thoughts from his head. He remained fairly impassive at the greeting and nodded a little.
"Of course. Nothing better than looking at the stars and wondering whether anything is up there waiting to spring an attack. Ready to decimate Pern..." He stopped and laughed non-nonchalantly, "But, ah, that's neither here nor there."

He coughed. Truth was, there was something waiting to destroy their planet. But the dark manner in which he spoke was, perhaps, a little too dark for the tastes of some. Hydeth stretched her neck and then turned towards the blue.
Hydeth. Mine was speaking of Thread, of course. I will eat it if it harms him.

She seemed to take great pleasure in the thought of destroying something and rumbled pleasantly. She swayed a little, dreamy passiveness returning as she observed the stars herself. She eyed the Blue with some caution, trying to judge whether he was good enough to be near Hers. She seemed pleased with her findings. He had a nice colour after all... She needn't snap at them at least. Not yet anyway.

Je'kyll's eyes narrowed a little as he listened to and watched the other rider, unsure as to what was wrong with him. Must have been drinking or something. was pleased that G'night had somewhat caught onto what he was saying. Perhaps this night wouldn't be entirely wasted after all. He had not wanted company and, despite the scariness of the somewhat hyperactive Rider before him Je'kyll thought he might be able to speak to him. Well, he would have to deal with it for the moment anyway. Maybe this Rider would surprise him. He already had just now.

"Well, ah, yes. I suppose that's what I mean. Um... But don't you ever look up there and wonder whether there might be more things than just Thread."
Je'kyll didn't think it very likely but the thought of something else being able to completely destroy Pern was a magnificent thought. Sobering, but magnificent in its splendor. He looked back up at the sky briefly and then turned his attention back to the other Rider who had seemed to move off the topic of the stars and onto something else. Je'kyll could only stare in shock as he began speaking of klah. Je'kyll smiled crookedly.
"Hmm... Well, I suppose it is pretty good." He replied and got to his feet.

Hydeth rumbled happily at the question. Flaming was all good and well, and in all honesty that was what she'd do, but the thought of snapping her jaws over something and tearing it apart was a little more gratifying. Sure, flames were pretty but she preferred the thought of tearing it apart.
Eat it or flame it. We will have fun, yes? Hydeth replied happily, Yours speaks very fast. Mine speaks too slow.

She looked at the two Riders wishing that they would both find a happy medium. Her's needed to speak a little faster and His needed to speak slower. If they could somehow make it so they spoke just right... Well, Hydeth wouldn't be attempting to find out what in the world MidnithHis was saying.

Je'kyll looked back at the sky for a moment he was going to respond but the other Rider didn't seem to want to dwell too much on the thought. Je'kyll figured he was probably not too keen on considering the though of even more things coming down to destroy them. For Je'kyll it was a cause for deep consideration. The Blue Rider seemed a little more interested in discussing matters of little importance. Je'kyll frowned but his expression returned to being rather inscrutable a moment later.

Mine... I like Midnith. You will make an effort or I will crush a Wherry and leave it in your bed.
Je'kyll's eyes widened at the thought and he coughed. He smiled and paid more attention to what the Rider was saying, not particularly wanting a Wherry in his bed later that night. He nodded along with G'night's speech, attempting to determine what he was saying. Klah was pretty good he would admit that much to himself. When G'night finished speaking Je'kyll stared at him as though wondering whether he would say anything more.

When he was satisfied the other male would not suddenly start speaking again he smiled in a slightly awkward way.
"Well... I, ah, I guess I miss klah. I don't often drink it. I should."
Yes, you should Mine. Hydeth grumbled to Hers and then turned her attention to the Blue, There is not too much need for that. I have spoken to Mine also. He will stop being slow now.

Hydeth seemed pleased with her reasoning and held her head a little higher. She hummed happily and kept swaying from side to side. Whether she had meant speaking slow or being slow of mind was not particularly clear and the quick dismissal of the fact seemed to suggest she didn't care how Midnith wanted to take it. She loved HerJe'kyll to pieces but she would not deny the fact that he did think and some silly things. Why think them if he was not going to act upon them?

"And I don't think I've ever had the, erm, bubbly pie was it? I suppose it's just one of the things I should eat sometime. There are many."
He was speaking a little faster now, trying to prove to Hydeth that he was making an effort. Who knew? Perhaps he could make another friend at this Weyr. He didn't actually have any. so far G'night was tolerable. That could always change very easily.

Hydeth bobbed her head happily to the Blue. He didn't seem too bad at all. She just remembered her first flight with that disgusting Blue. Then again, Queth had been rather lovely. She supposed there were just some dragons who seemed to have no manners at all no matter what colour. Midnith was not one of them. Thank goodness. Hydeth had become so sick of dealing with the slovenly Dragons at Fort whom all seemed to want nothing better than to face her wrath during a Flight. Usually she could put up with it for the most part... If Midnith was anything to go by the Dragons at Dalibor would certainly prove far more interesting.

I do hope so. She replied happily, Have you been here long? We transferred recently. Although the people at Fort seemed to think it was a joke.
She huffed a little at the memory of the indignant and somewhat confused responses they had received from the Fort riders. The Weyrwoman especially had seemed to think Hers insane for wanting to move to a Weyr apparently devoid of proper leadership. Hydeth thought, so far, that Fort seemed to be the Weyr most lacking in leadership.

Je'kyll tilted his head a little in thought. He'd not ever really been to a Gather before. He'd always thought them something only the higher-ranking riders went to... Then again, he hadn't had a lot of political capital to begin with. He certainly had none now. Anything he could say to, well, anyone would fall on deaf ears. Sometimes he just wished he could force them to listen... A little firestone, a dragon and some hooks would sort that out. Why, he already had two of those things!
"Well, I haven't really been to many gathers." He started speaking slowly but then sped up a little, "Except when I was a Runner. I went to a few at that time. Between Weyrlinghood and... Everything else, I never really went to one."

He hoped things would be different at Dalibor, that he would feel wanted irrespective of whether he was impressed to a Pink, Green, Blue, Bronze or Brown. It certainly seemed that way. Especially with the threat of Thread.
Mine, perhaps you should get some klah, not just talk about it.
It's much nicer out here... I think it would be better to stay here.

He wasn’t so sure that he wanted to wander around the Weyr. He was energetic for the most part but since they had graduated he’d found much solace in simply sitting. They were running around all the time performing duties… There was time enough for movement later.

Hydeth liked this Blue a lot. He was certainly not on her list of Dragons to maul when she got the chance. No, she would certainly not maul this Blue. So far she had no dragons on her list. Except that Black who had greeted her so coldly. Even that Black was not high on her list. Yes, so far she had no reason to be upset with any of the Dalibor Dragons. Had she been back at Fort she’d have found herself rather busy during her Flight. So little time to show them that she would not be treated so poorly.
Well, thank you Midnith. It means much to me. I am pleased to be here… So far the dragons here are much kinder than those at Fort.

Well, the ones she had met were rather kind. She had only come to know a few dragons at Fort and she’d hated all but one. Or two. Most of them were just silly and deserved to be torn from the skies. Something she had accomplished with at least one of them. He had deserved it though. That dragon had been cruel to her. He would fly again, eventually. Maybe. If dragons could smirk, Hydeth would have been smirking darkly at that moment.

In the short while he had dealt with G’night, Je’kyll had come to a conclusion. The Bluerider was certainly tolerable and he did not want Wherries in his bed. He could feel that Hydeth had taken something of a fancy to the Blue… Perhaps he reminded her of Queth. Perhaps she was merely pleased to be somewhere different. Maybe the Pink was just in a good mood. Either way, her happiness flowed through their bond and made G’night more tolerable to Je’kyll than he would have perhaps been had Hydeth been in a rage. She seemed to have cheered up since snapping at the Flitt earlier.


“Well, I suppose a Gather would be interesting enough. And Bubbly pies sound tasty. Yes, I can see that as a possibility.” Je’kyll replied after consideration.
It seemed things at Dalibor would prove far more interesting than he’d previously thought. Good.

Thank you! Ooh! Much better than Fort. Hydeth mused happily.
She started her swaying again, humming quietly pleased with the new acquaintance. Hopefully they would be friends soon! Hydeth had no problems with that. Much better than being all alone anyway. Hers hardly said anything and yet… People seemed to do all the talking for him. He was a strange Mine, Hydeth decided. Strange thoughts. That was why she liked him.

If klah and bubbly pies touched his mind, as it seemed to have done the Bluerider, Je’kyll wasn’t sure he wanted them anymore… Still, he struggled to hide his thoughts from his features and Hydeth, arranging them so they remained rather blank for the moment. Blank faces always hid everything. It was like his safeguard against being called out for his thoughts. He watched the movements of the other male, head moving as his eyes followed the Rider. Not that G’night was moving too much but it was just enough that Je’kyll found it interesting to watch him. He certainly seemed to have boundless energy. Imagine if there was some way to harness that kind of energy in a more… Productive way.

He raised his eyebrows a little as he noticed that the pair much have been speaking to one another. He glanced at Hydeth but could not quite see her face. She was still swaying back and forth dreamily, looking at the starry skies.
Do you suppose that there might be another Dragon like myself looking at the stars wondering the same thing? Hydeth asked Je’kyll.

It was an odd question, really.
Probably.
Hydeth hissed at that and glared at Je’kyll, But then she would try to take you. I would destroy her. She would never come anywhere near you.
Uh huh.
“Hydeth seems to have the attention span of an overactive Firelizard sometimes.” Je’kyll explained to G’night.
If Hydeth scared the pair off with her behaviour he would be the one with a Wherry in his bed… And much worse. He shuddered at the thought.
“She’s just being silly now, actually. So, yeah… Dragons are definitely silly.”

Hydeth returned the little smile to Midnith in something of a reassuring manner before she replied to his concern.
Mine said something very silly about there being other dragons up there. She looked up at the sky It is all right though, I set him straight.

Hydeth seemed thoroughly pleased that she had sorted that business out. Hers was sometimes very silly and said stupid things. But she still loved him for it. His thoughts always kept her on her toes as such. They were always rather interesting to listen to. When she had walked across the sands she had wanted someone fierce but also someone with strange thoughts. Je’kyll had been the only one to fit that description. She nodded as though the matter had been settled and then took to looking back at the sky.

Midnith was certainly one of the most interesting dragons she had ever really met. He certainly seemed a little different to them. He spoke little and she rather liked that. Sure, she liked having a conversation with others but she also rather enjoyed when she could sit and watch things with the other dragons. So long as none of them annoyed her or Je’kyll. When Je’kyll got annoyed she found it difficult to remain as kind as she could.

Je’kyll nodded in agreement. Yes, she was not precisely a ‘bad’ silly but she was most definitely still rather strange. He did not agree with the sentiment about attention spans, however, he seemed them extremely important. He got extremely impatient when some did not pay any attention to what was happening around them. Then again, he got impatient with a number of things.
“Yes, I have heard that some of them are a little different.” He agreed, “Hydeth said there were a few dragons she had met so far who seemed rather silly.”

She hadn’t but she didn’t seem to be listening for if she had she would have retorted.

Hydeth had always found it difficult to make friends. Normally Je’kyll made it rather difficult with his emotions. She loved him dearly and wanted to protect him, which generally turned out to be the problem. She turned her gaze back from the sky to look at Midnith. He was almost like the night sky himself. Mysterious and distant but still familiar enough to feel safe around.
Who is the strangest human you have ever met? They are all odd in their own ways but there must be one stranger than the rest. Hydeth asked, somewhat out of nowhere.

It was something she’d often wondered about. She thought Hers was strange enough but there were definitely stranger people out there! She wanted to know for certain that Hers was not one of those. Other than Je’kyllHers she thought some of the Greenriders were rather… different. But she didn’t tend to like the greens too much. Some of them were not nice at all. A number of them seemed to enjoy running about, causing problems for everyone else.

Je’kyll wasn’t sure what he thought about a dancing dragon. She surely wouldn’t be able to move all that gracefully all things considered. Then again, pinks were the smallest females, discounting the few female Whites and Grays, so it could turn out to be quite the show. Rather interesting considering the agility a number of them had.
“That would have been a great show. Hydeth tends to hum a lot and sway but I’m not sure her skills extend beyond that.” Je’kyll stated with a shadow of a smile.

He wasn’t sure she had heard him. She seemed far too interested in Midnith to pay attention to his subtle taunting. Perhaps she was merely ignoring him. Well, regardless, he had only ever seen Hydeth sway and certainly had never seen her do much remotely musical. Certainly she took great joy in swooping through the air but he’d hardly call that ‘dancing’.
“Probably some of the Reds or something.”

Hydeth seemed to nod a little in agreement. Yes, the Weyrwoman did seem strange but perhaps it was not in a bad way. She was different to the Fort Weyrwoman and that was probably a good thing considering the attitude she’d had. Hydeth had been thoroughly unimpressed with having to follow such a narrow-minded fool. Then again, some probably said the same of Fajra. She couldn’t imagine what she would do if Je’kyll was in a position where people were horrible to him behind his back. Actually, she did know and it wouldn’t be pretty in the slightest.

Lucky she was a pink really. She thought about her answer to the question. She was tempted to say G’night. He certainly seemed extremely full of life… But he was still not all that strange compared with Hers. She was privy to his innermost thoughts, the ones he kept from the other people. And yet, perhaps G’night was stranger to Midnith. For just as she could hear Je’kyll’s thoughts Midnith could hear His’ thoughts.
Well, I agree the Weyrwomen are certainly very strange and odd. The woman at Fort who led us was very odd. Hydeth sniffed.

She did not respect the woman and had deliberately left her name and title completely away from her observations. Je’kyll noticed it but said nothing to the pink. He wholeheartedly agreed. Roha had not truly compared with the leadership of other Weyrs. Shards, it would have been better to have a yellow as a leader than the stupidi and conservative nature of the Weyrwoman Roha. Well, at least they were away from the oppressing leadership of Fort.

“I am certain if she wasn’t so enamoured with Midnith currently Hydeth would thank you.” Je’kyll replied with a shadow of a smirk.

He wasn’t sure that swaying constituted dancing but whatever made her happy he’d be willing to accept it. Whatever worked. He did nod, however, in response to the comment about the reds. He had brought it up but G’night had voiced the opinion he tended to hold. They were all rather insane seeming. He knew Hydeth had anger issues but hers were minimal compared with the reds.
“If there were such things as calming pills or something I would happily prescribe a whole boatload of it for the reds.” Je’kyll said mildly.

Hydeth seemed pleased with her comments. She rarely got the chance to be so frank with another dragon; they tended to withhold many of their thoughts. Then again, she was doing much of the talking with Midnith. He didn’t seem to be the type of dragon to pass what she was saying onto another. Then again, if he did she would surely be able to fight back with tooth and claw. No. Midnith was different. He was special and wonderful. He would never do anything like that.
Of course, I suppose that some of the healers Mine has had to work with are also strange. Some of them seem so grumpy.

She mused about that for a short while before half shrugging her shoulders. Even HerJe’kyll seemed to act a little grumpy when he was assigned to his healing. She supposed there must have been some sort of illness that spread amongst them as they were forced to work late hours. When they had graduated, Je’kyll had spent a considerable amount of time helping in the infirmary. Even now he seemed to keep odd hours. They were awake at this moment after all.
I guess some of them have to work very hard though…

Je’kyll could hear Hydeth’s comments and got the distinct impression that she was doing a lot of the talking. One-sided conversations were always rather amusing to him. He rather enjoyed hearing Hydeth attempt to entice others into joining an intellectual debate that she would almost certainly lose. She was primeval in her actions. She seemed to think everything would be fixed if she only destroyed it. He thought almost the complete opposite. And yet, it seemed as though Hydeth’s method ultimately worked.

Je’kyll grinned slightly at the bluerider and inclined his head in agreement. Indeed, if he could figure out a way to make the reds less volatile he would have engineered the perfect subqueen. It seemed that every dragon had their flaws but none more than the poor reds. He used the term loosely but they certainly did seem to struggle.
“Quite. I am certain we will be heroes one day. It is only a matter of time before Thread falls.”
He stretched a little and gestured to the dragons.
“As they seem distracted, we might as well see if we can find some food. A midnight snack never harmed anyone.”
He rather wanted to try bubbly pies now…

Hydeth agreed with that. Hard work was annoying but it was worth it in the end. She did like the feeling after a long flight. Flying enough to get that feeling was the annoying part especially when it came after tough wing drills. She thought that Thread would probably just about be the death of her in a sense. It sure would be tough to do much when she got tired. She supposed that was the reason for having all the annoying drills in the first place. The way she saw it, there was a difference between hard work and flying for fun.

She wasn’t really a lazy dragon, more that she didn’t see the point in working harder than was necessary. Perhaps that was why she sometimes found her energy faltering when she flew.
I don’t mind it too much. If it is for something I guess it makes sense. It’s annoying but I do like how I feel afterwards, accomplished and energetic sometimes.

Je’kyll couldn’t help the smile that crept across his features as the other male rider mentioned that the Holds might not like them should they fail when Thread fell. Well, if they whined about it enough Je’kyll would make certain their crops failed. They were, after all, risking their lives for Holds. Some of which, on occasion, denigrated the riders and their way of life. Well, they would get what was coming to them eventually. Sooner or later they would realise that there was nothing they could do against Thread.

“Bubbly pies then.” He said softly and got to his feet.
Hydeth didn’t seem to care at all that Hers was wandering off with someone they had only just met. Normally she was a little more possessive over her rider but tonight she seemed to have decided she had made a friend. It was enough to put her in a good mood. Then again, Hydeth seemed to have a thing for quiet blues that listened to her.

“I hope they are good…”
They were strange words, even to him, but he actually rather hoped the pies would be as good as G’night had said.