So many weyrs and so little time!

[Nia]

Weyrs, weyrs, weyrs! Everywhere, there were weyrs! And not weyrs like Weyrs with a capital letter, weyrs like weyrs. Like rider weyrs. Where the riders lived! Where he would live one day. Hopefully. Maybe. Sort of? He didn't really want to ruin his chances by saying he'd Impress, because then, knowing his luck, he probably wouldn't. So, he wasn't going to Impress and he was obviously only up here to stare longingly! That was creepy, though, and Riori certainly wasn't creepy. Oh no, not at all. He was just some random Candidate wandering around the riders Weyrs and glancing inside some, not like that was weird or anything... oh no, completely normal....

Well, anyway, the personal weyrs were pretty much empty with the occassional rider who walked by and didn't look twice at him. Riori figured it was better that way, no one to question why he was here and what he was doing. What was he doing? Well, the simple answer would be exploring. The complicated answer would be... er, there wasn't really a complicated answer. It was simple, he was just exploring the rider's weyrs.

Humming pleasantly to himself, the black-haired boy glanced inside one of the weyrs with an open door, and spotted a Green dragon sleeping when he tilted his head at an odd angle. Man, he shouldn't be here. It made him kind of envious to see the dragons sleeping contently with their riders somewhere nearby. But he was able to admire from afar... as long as he told himself that he was going to Impress one day and that one of these weyrs was going to be his. He was sure of it! But he pretended he wasn't. You know, so karma didn't come and kick him in the face.

As he stood there gaping at the Green with his head tilted all funny, he noticed that she was starting to stir, and immediately picked up his pace and ran deeper into the personal weyrs. She'd just startled him! Moving suddenly like that and all. And she... well, kind of looked a little bit scary. Not that he was scared of dragons! But dragons had lots of pointy teeth and could probably eat him if he interupted their naps. So Riori ran deeper into the personal weyrs, and soon enough he got himself lost. Now he couldn't even find his way back to the Green's weyr if he wanted to. Shards and shells, he was lost up here, wasn't he?!

Stopping, he stood there awkwardly, looking around. Surely someone would be around to help him, right? He wasn't above asking for help, sometimes it was the only way to get things done. He was easy around other people. People were just fun to talk to. Well, most. Some. A little? A lot of the rider's he'd talked to were a good sort of people (not that he'd talked to many) so he was depending on finding one that would help him out. Or even better, maybe he'd run into someone he knew!

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Okay, so he wasn't entirely sure how it had all come up or developed into a plan. He could only guess that the boy had come up in conversation, and that they'd gone from there...although no matter how hard he thought...he couldn't figure out why--or how--they'd gotten from "That Riori kid...he's rather interesting." "Kinda cute too~" to "Ooh! Why don't you dress up like a girl and seduce him?" "Great idea!". But it'd happened, and there was no going back now.

Not that he really wanted to anyways--he looked damned sexy.

Smirking oh-so-smugly Flaet continued along his way, trying to ignore the far-off giggling of his co-consipirator as he explained--for the fifth time--the plan to Gyth. The Pink still didn't get the point of the whole affair. Run and Ram were also with the rider pair, probably sitting on Gyth and conspiring to play with R'ish's beads or knock over something valuable while their owner dashed the familiar butterflies of performance and adjusted his movements to better play his new...part.

His normally prancing-pace was slowed to a more solid sashay, moving his hips in an even more pronounced manner to make use of the translucent pink--R'ish did have a hand in this, you know--harem pants and the jingling, silver-coin covered hip-scarves wrapped around them. He had to adjust his bouncing a bit more when one of the two melons--literal melons, mind you--almost fell out of the equally pink cloth around his chest and he gave a soft squeak, quickly adjusting it so none of the offending fruit could be seen.

Only an idiot would be fooled by a bright green breast poking out of a bronze-skinned "girl"'s chest binding.

Flaet's hair was pulled up again, although he had grudgingly let R'ish give him some long bangs to better disguise his face-shape--which would be a pain to fix later, but totally worth it--while two long bunches of hair were thrown in front of his shoulders, the rest held up in a high ponytail R'ish had somehow managed to fluff so that it looked ten-times as voluminous and much more girly than his usual "rat-tail".

The boy's lips were stained with red-fruit, and R'ish had had him chew on them a bit to make them seem a bit fuller, something which would never have crossed Flaet's mind and made him quite certain R'ish had been up to these antics before. It wasn't that hard to picture the Pinkrider dressed up as a woman, if only in order to weasel his way into something like a girls only party. That seemed like R'ish.

All in all, he looked like a very lovely model of the female creature, with his natural feminine looks giving him a perfect disguise. Now there was only to put the plan into action, which would mean he'd need to find his victim...who would probably be somewhere in the boy's barracks...where he wasn't supposed to go as a gir--oh wait.

Flaet blinked as the man of the hour suddenly popped into view, the blackette tilting his head in surprise at the coincidence before he cracked a grin--forcing the devious look away--and folded his arms behind his back, cheerfully skipping down the stairs towards Riori.

"Are you lost?" "She" chirped in a slightly higher voice, smiling eagerly as "she" approached, tilting "her" head as "she" blinked. Oh yes, this was a fantastic plan.

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Oh no, I see,
A spider web is tangled up with me,
And I lost my head,
The thought of all the stupid things I'd said,
Oh no, what's this?

Wanna go see Gyth and R'ish?
It depends on why you want to go.
My, I think I might be perverting you, love.
I simply know you very well, P'nayMine.
I promise I'll behave . . . As best I can. So, you wanna?
Sure.

The slender dragon rose from her couch and stretched for a moment. In the meantime, her rider stood himself and then stared down at his bare feet. Shoes, or no shoes? Well, he had a shirt on, so he could do without the shoes then, he decided fairly quickly, not bothered by the lack of logic there. Or the fact that considering how many articles of clothing you could ditch while still in public probably wasn't something normal people. It wasn't even as if he didn't like clothing. As an ex-weaver, he had quite the love of beautiful clothes and modern fashions. However, clothing just tended to get in the way of everything, in a multitude of ways with him. Looking up, he noted that his dragon was right there, kneeling and ready for him to mount up. He smiled at her, not his charming grin, but a sweet, more sensitive one. And then he scrambled up onto her back with a few deft motions and settled at the base of her neck. They were off to see the R'ish, the wonderful R'ish of Gyth.

Annith took off. For a few moments, she glided across the bowl. One loose curve maneuvered her into the perfect position to descend upon her target. Gracefully, she set herself down on Gyth's leg and crooned lightly in greeting to the pink and R'ish, announcing her presence and the presence of her rider to them. Her rider was smiling his classic, oh so amused, oh so confident, oh so 'I'm so hot and don't you want to jump me right now?' grin. He was very intrigued now; his very recently found best friend was giggling about something. Something was afoot, and why wasn't he involved in it? Oh, how hurt he was; this would have to be remedied immediately! He slipped off Annith's back as she settled.

"What are you up to, you scoundrel?" His voice was accusing, but in the sort of way that wasn't meant to be threatening, and it certainly wasn't angry. All he wanted was to be let in on the joke so that he could have so fun laughing too! But then he heard, faintly, a high voice, echoing in from the tunnels and stairs that provided an exit and entrance to all the weyrs by foot. Curious about that, and thinking that it might just have something to do with whatever R'ish was laughing about, he headed for the doorway and took a few steps outside of the pinkrider's weyr, craning his neck to look down the stairs from the landing. There was a girl and a boy, and the girl looked vaguely familiar . . . That slight way of moving . . . That skin and hair color . . . That butt . . . And then it hit him and he flung himself back into R'ish's weyr.

"That's Flaet;" he hissed at the pinkrider, eyes wide in shock with his jaw hanging somewhere near the floor. "Why is he dressed up like a girl? Why is he in translucent pink? And who is that that he's talking to? What are you doing and why am I not involved in it?" He kept his voice down, not wanting it to carry it all to the two candidates on the stairs, and crossed his arm to look slightly cross towards R'ish. Why was one of his lovers someone involved in dressing up someone he'd kissed like a girl?

I never meant to cause you trouble,
And I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,
O no, I never meant to do you harm.

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[Nia]

Riori hadn't actually noticed "the girl" approach until she spoke. He'd been kind of dazed, trying to remember which way he'd turned in order to get here. He didn't even know where "here" was. Somewhere in the weyrs, he was sure! Just not where, and he didn't know where the stairs were either. Which was a problem. If only there was someone who knew their way around here to help him....

And then, she'd appeared! Exactly when he'd needed her! Rider or not, he was lost, and she was a girl. Wait, she looked kind of familiar. Hadn't he met her somewhere before? He must have. Riori thought for a moment, narrowing his eyes slightly. Well naturally he'd seen her around, right? She lived at the Weyr, he lived at the Weyr. They were bound to see each other at one point or another. She might even be a Candidate! But he wouldn't mind if she was a full rider, either. She was cute! And definitely his type, and trust me, Riori knew his type.

"Lost?" it took him a moment to actually realize what she was asking, "O-oh yeah! Lost! I'm lost," he sounded pretty stupid right about now, but he greeted her with a suggestive smile and a slight raise of his eyebrows. He was way more on his ball today than he was a few days ago with Lynx. But he liked her, she was cute too. But this girl just had something about her that Riori liked. Or maybe he was just in a better mood today. Plus, there wasn't anyone else around to make him feel awkward.

There was a Yellow dragon that'd approached, but Riori wasn't too interested in the Yellow or her rider. Yellows were kind of rare, though, and that's all he had to think about that. In fact, he hadn't even seen the Yellow's rider, he'd just seen (and heard) her approach. Well it was none of his business, just a rider going back to her/his weyr, Riori supposed. "I could probably use some help, though," he said with another small smile, "or maybe just the pleasure of your company," he added as an afterthought. There! He was back to his normal, hit-on-every-girl personality. Too direct, too upfront, but hey, why waste time?

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[jack]

Gyth lifted her head as Annith crooned her greeting, a chirped greeting of her own echoing as R'ish turned, still holding back giggles even as he waved at P'nay. Finally free of his gigglefit he sidled over, grinning wickedly, "Oh nothing much, P'nay my dear." He chirped, swaying from side to side in excitement. He moved to snag the yellow rider in a hug, but the devious man sidled away, R'ish huffing.

Arms crossed and head tilted he wiggled his eyebrows as the man reappeared, looking all together too smug. "He's dressed up like a girl 'cause that boy is in denial; he looks damn sexy in see-through colors, pink especially; that boy's name is Riori and needs to learn that girls dont' have a thing on boys; and I'm up to absolutely no good and you can't help 'cause you'd either jump Flaet, or he'd get distracted by you and fail utterly."

Grinning he sidled back over to P'nay, slipping his arms around the other's neck and drawing in close, "Somethin' wrong with that, dearling?"

Flaet gave a cheerful laugh and smiled, slinking a tad bit closer, arching a brow as "she" did, "Well I certainly wouldn't mind lending a hand," "she" replied with a wink, smiling cutely as she tilted her head, "Even if it is a bit of company."

Okay, this was going well! He already hit on him, and Flaet'd only popped in a second ago! R'ish had totally been onto something. "My name's Laeri." She smiled, giving Riori a quick look-over, "What's yours?"

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I will live through this again.
And I never said I love you,
I hope you know that's what I meant,
Cause you're on my mind again.

P'nay's brain was having trouble processing the provided information. It did that sometimes, probably because he spent way to much time with people who tended to do things he wished at times he really hadn't known about. And R'ish wasn't being helpful with all his stupid sexiness. (Why was no one ever helpful for him?) Even as he allowed himself to be drawn in close by the pinkrider, he fixed him with a dour, not happy look and crossed his arms so that they couldn't get any closer. The entire thing was reminiscent of a pouting four turn old. The rider did four turns old very well.

"Yes, there is a problem with that! I would not jump him! I do not jump candidates." In his mind, he added a very small amendment to the end of each of his offended statements - 'probably' and 'usually.' He continued to glare at R'ish for a moment until he slowly started to soften, largely because he began to enjoy just how amusing this situation was. He had to give them that Flaet did look very good in translucent pink, and he made a fine girl in general . . . Fine, maybe he probably would have tried to jump the boy, but that was really beside the point, in his opinion.

Uncrossing his arms, he snuggled up against R'ish, smiling now. He was trying not to be tempted into peaking outside again to properly hear the 'girl' and the boys conversation. That was much easier when he was pressed up against a sexy pinkrider, who could be a jerk sometimes but was general very charming. Though, he has told Annith he'd try to behave . . . But she hadn't asked for him to try to control R'ish. Yay for loopholes in his obligations!

"It's probably for the best anyway. I'm not sure the darling 'girl' has figured out just how promiscuous I am. And, no, I did not sleep with him;" he murmured to the other man in a husky. "I just kissed him;" he added at a mutter, not quite so huskily, more just depressed. He trusted his beautiful, interesting pinkrider boyfriend (who said you had to have just one?) and it wasn't as if he could really go about judging him on that, considering their first evening together, which had involved a wherhandler . . . Plus, it wasn't as if kissing a candidate that was that bad. Just pretty much against the rules and very much frowned upon.

Is it cold there where you are,
And I know you say you'd bleed for me,
But I have all the scars,
It was good but now it's gone.

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[Nia]

Awesome! He sure was lucky today. This girl seemed interested in him as well! Yes, she was definitely interested. That made the whole process a lot easier for him. He felt a sort of odd nagging at the back of his mind telling him that this was a bad idea, but that feeling had happened so often that it was almost a habit just to push it away. So he ignored his subconscious skeptism. Afterall, what could he possibly have to worry about? It was just for fun, and it wasn't like Candidates weren't allowed to have fun.... Everyone else did it, so that meant it was okay.

"Sounds great," he replied, habitually reaching up and pulling a piece of his black hair out from behind his ears. It made him look better, and obviously these encounters were almost always based on appearances. But it had just been a subconscious movement, he hadn't really thought much about it. Just as he hadn't thought much about their chosen place of flirting and just how many riders could be watching them at the moment. And getting them in trouble if they wanted to. Because Riori was pretty sure that Candidates weren't allowed to be in relationships. Something about dragons... or something.... or was that Weyrlings? Shards, he couldn't remember.

But enough about that, he figured he should tell her his name. "I'm Riori," he said, "Laeri, huh? Well, it's very nice to meet you, Laeri," he commented, taking her hand and kissing it. And he thought he'd been able to move away from cheesey pickup lines! Obviously not, but at least it hadn't been as bad as it could have been. He'd come up with a lot worse than that over the years. It was just gentlemen-y, really. Not cheesey at all.

Riori had seemed to have forgotten that he was utterly lost in the personal weyrs, and if he'd remembered he probably would have brought it up. But it didn't matter where they were, they could always sneak into a Rider's weyr if they had to, though Riori was a little apprehensive about breaking too many rules. He did still want to Impress, afterall. It was fairly easy for a trouble-making Candidate to get banned from going to a Hatching.

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R'ish scoffed, glaring at the other's crossed arms, "Well then you're missing out." He replied, still staring, "Personally, I would jump him. In fact--I did." He grinned, nuzzling up under the other's chin like a dog requesting some petting, "Gave him a big hug and a nice squeeze." He gave a devious smirk, "Boy has a nice ass, he does."

He grinned as the man's arms moved to where they were supposed to be--around him, of course--and gave a pleased purr, leaning in to press his nose against the other's neck, breathing in with a hum. "I'm sure he could handle it.." He crooned, nibbling on the other's throat softly, "But then again~" R'ish gave a wicked little grin, looking up at the other even as he gave the man's jaw a good lick, "I might get jealous if you were to fool around with too many other people."

"A pleasure." She crooned in reply, giggling at the kiss. But when he moved to straighten she flipped her hand, hooking a finger beneath the boy's chin to draw him close, a sweet smile on her lips. "Mind if we skip the formalities though, Mister Riori~?" She whispered, leaning in to brush a featherlight kiss against his lips, "I'd much rather...get acquainted with you in other ways."

The "girl" winked and straightened, hand still under his chin as 'she' began to back up, beckoning him softly, "What do you say, handsome?"

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You’re such a flirt, I know you hurt,
And so do I, I empathize,
I see you out, you never cared,
A conversation that we never shared.

P'nay was well aware that Flaet had a nice ass. He'd noticed that, because he noticed things like that. And there was a twinge when R'ish commented about it, but he let it go, since the pinkrider was begging for some attention. He craned his neck back when he started to nuzzle and nibble at it. That crooning voice, that pleased purr, was so sharding intoxicating. Even the best Benden wine couldn't compare to what some people could . . . R'ish and wine . . . Faranth . . .

When his lover commented about getting jealous and gave him a good lick, he laughed. Jealousy sometimes decided to walk beside him, but him and those that consorted to much with that emotion tended to end up on the wrong foot. But he doubted that R'ish was really likely to get jealous. People who didn't mind being involved in threesomes within moments of meeting the other two people didn't tend to get jealous. It was just a pattern that he'd come to notice and found very logical. He gave a pinkrider a quick peck and then wrinkled his nose playfully at him with amusement.

"I think I might actually like to see you get jealous, love. I don't advise tempting me to try;" he said wickedly. But then he heard snippets of the conversation going on in the stairs outside and he dragged the perfectly adequately sized man entangled with him over to the doorway so he could peer out. He was careful to only make it so that his eyes, his forehead, and his short hair were visible, and hard to notice, even at that, with the angle he set it at.

"Shards, that, er, girl is good;" he breathed, not even hardly talking to R'ish. He felt a flicker of jealous inside himself when he say Flaet, or whatever he was calling himself in his feminine form, give the poor, unsuspecting boy he was with a kiss. However, he dismissed that inner demon as some bit of his conscience protesting his ploy, and thus ignored it entirely. For all appearances, it looked like their cross-dressing candidate friend was going to succeed, and he wasn't going to interfere. Not that he could, considering he was little weighed down by R'ish, who he could only drag so far.

But it’s so strange, it’s something new,
Amazing feelings that I have for you,
I close my eyes when I’m alone,
Wonder what it’d be like to make you moan.

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[Nia]

That nagging voice that told him that something was wrong wasn't going away. Why wasn't it?! It was starting to annoy him. His own paranoia was starting to annoy him! Was it really that hard for himself to fully believe that a girl wanted to be with him? No. But the Riders in the other weyrs around them might be watching. Shards, but Riori didn't care about that. Let them watch! They'd certainly all be jealous that he was scoring with a hot chick and they weren't. He'd been a bit surprised by her directness, but didn't react with much more than a flirtatious smile.

Riori certainly didn't object to a girl who knew what she wanted. Especially when what she wanted was him. Finally, someone as direct as he was! All that beating around the bush and distracting conversations were useless. He liked to get to the point, and he felt relieved that he wasn't going to have to bother with any more useless conversation. She wanted him, and she'd made that known. Great! So why did he feel kind of hesitant? It was true, he hadn't actually been with a girl for a long time, but if anything that should just make him more willing. Maybe he really was losing his touch....

But he ignored these hesitant feelings and couldn't help a small smirk. "As you wish, Miss Laeri," he said with a slight raise of his eyebrows, dropping his voice to a bit of a huskier tone. "You already seem to know a place, right? Lead the way," he added, walking after her. His heart was beating fast, but he wasn't nervous or anything. He was a pro at this! There was no one better than he was! At least he wasn't blushing or anything, he didn't want to seem inexperienced, because this girl certainly didn't seem inexperienced. But he picked up his pace so he was walking just a little behind her, as she was, after all, "leading the way".

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R'ish scoffed, giving a lop-sided grin, "Okay, you're right." He chirped, nuzzling the other playfully, "I haven't been jealous since I was a kid." He winked, "And I was only jealous until I snatched the toy away~"

The young man hummed, smirking, then paused, giving a bemused frown as he was dragged, "Oh-ho~ You are obsessed, my good man." The blond chirped as he slipped away, sticking his own head out the door, "Best be careful--you might get yourself in too far."

"Of course." "Laeri" winked and grinned, taking the boy's hand and leading him quickly down the hall. He stopped at a doorway, giving his price a quick smirk before escorting him inside and to the private area.

"You know.." She whisered as she lazily strode into the bedroom area, glancing at the bed absently, "I do need to tell you something before...anything interesting happens." She gave a lop-sided grin and sidled over to Riori, gently taking his wrists and driving him towards the wall, pinning him there without pressure.

She leaned in and pressed her lips against him, giving him a deep, sound kiss before breaking away with a longing sigh that was..oddly remorseful. "Ya see.." She crooned as she rested her head on his shoulder, one hand moving to brush the pads of her fingers against his neck. "I, my good boy, am not exactly what I seem."

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And you want to be dressed in poetry,
But imagery doesn't fit,
And you want resizing,
But darling dear get a grip.

P'nay didn't reply to R'ish until Flaet and Riori disappeared into a more private area. He wasn't jealous. He wasn't jealous. He wasn't jealous at all. Not at all. Once the stairway was empty and the voices were muffled to almost inaudible to them by stone walls, he whirled on the pinkrider, glaring at him with some bit of fire in his eye. "I am not obsessed with him;" he said, voice steely. Then he fell to deathly silence, and his anger seemed to waver about him, suppressing noise itself for simply being there. A small bit of his face twitched. He shifted his weight every so slightly, eyes fixed on R'ish, thinking and considering something very carefully. It was impossible to guess what though. Until he acted upon it, anyway.

What was the most probable thing for him to do? Make-out with R'ish, of course! Doing things that most probably wouldn't think was appropriate for the situation was utterly his style. Grabbing the scruff of the other rider's shirt is, he pulled him back fully into the weyr and pressed their lips together forcefully. It only last a very passionate, practically dripping moment before he broke apart.

The fire in his eyes had turned from anger to something entirely different, thought possibly still dangerous. That all depended on how you looked at the situation and who exactly you where "You're my current obsession, darling;" he drawled huskily, grinning a devilish smirk. His hands had released R'ish's shirt but had twined up around his neck. Fingers, warm and soft, brushed against sensitive skin. His breath, airy and warm, easily crossed the short distance between their faces. P'nay knew how to flirt and be sexy, charming, sensual, and all those sorts of thing. It was how you got people to sleep with you, which was obviously what he was interested in doing. He was a complicated man with a one track mind.

Behind them, Annith sighed. Mines; she commented to Gyth. Why did this have to be always how it ended up?

And your makeup on my pillow is proof,
But do you think I am telling you the truth,
It's just a lyrical lie,
Made up in my mind.

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[Nia]

Riori allowed himself to be led to the private area that Laeri had found, finding it a bit odd. Usually he was the one to lead the girls around. Well, he didn't mind being led himself for once. It meant less work for him! And less work was always better than more work. It wasn't a bad area he guessed, but the decour of the room didn't really mean anything, there was a bed, right? That's all he really cared about.

Though, Riori was rather taken aback when she pinned him to the wall (lightly, but it still counted). Had he just not been finding the right girls before? They usually weren't so agressive. Well, it was alright with him. He'd never actually been kissed against a wall before, and he decided that he kind of liked it. Maybe. It was different. The girl's lips against his felt odd though, unlike any other girl he'd kissed before. Or maybe it'd just been far too long since he'd kissed anyone.

Ah, she had some sort of secret she was hiding. Riori had almost expected this. She must have a boyfriend or something and he hadn't been satisfying her enough, so she'd sought out a replacement. Riori didn't mind that, he'd certainly dealt with it before. But the way she'd phrased her next sentence was odd. Not exactly as she seemed? Maybe not as single as she'd seemed? Or maybe she was a Weyrling and wasn't allowed to even do this. Or a drudge? Riori's mind went through countless possibilities (but he never even considered the correct one) before he decided it didn't matter.

"It's okay," he started, "you can tell me," he finished, his voice slightly lust-filled. He hoped that she wasn't just going to turn around and leave after they'd come so far. That would be extremely disappointing.

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Oh wow. P'nay was definitely a bit angry. Both brows shot up in surprise as R'ish stared for a moment, a steadily more and more wicked look bleeding into his face. "Thanks for the affirmative." He crooned, licking his lips as he put both hands on his hips, head tilting subtly. "Denial is the first stage of acceptance, you know~"He whirled on his heels, arms folded behind his head, and moved to leave, only to grunt as he found himself spun around and pulled forwards, lips pressed insistently against his own. He chuckled and replied lazily, smirking smugly as the man withdrew.

"Yes, yes." He agreed with a snicker, clearly deducing that the yellow rider's actions were naught but a distraction from how close R'ish was to the truth. But he wrapped his own arms about the man, leaning in to nibble at the other's neck--a favorite place--playfully. "Alright then...let's go at your 'current obsession', shall we?"

Gyth, who had set her head down for a nap, gave a soft giggle of agreement, cracking one eye open to grin at Annith before standing and wandering to her second favorite snoozing place--well away from Her's semi-private quarters.

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"You've met me before." the "girl' added, leaning in to brush her lips against a sensitive place by the boy's ear, "But it wasn't "Laeri"." He grinned and shifted, cupping the other's cheek with one hand as he leaned back, looking the Candidate over softly.

He really didn't want to stop. This fellow was more fun than he'd expected--and he never thought that this little prank would get so far! The whole meaning of the game had changed, and Flaet was so very reluctant to stop. But...even if he didn't Riori would figure it out...and wouldn't the reaction be worse? At least this way he could think of it as a prank...and maybe Flaet would get to toy with him again some day.

"You remember. A dancer." He crooned, biting his lip as he buried hsi face in the other's chest, giving a deep sigh before straightening and giving a lop-sided grin, "Who convinced you to dance with him once~"

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There's a field near by, with words written in stone.
"My love will not die; please let it be known."
This place is dead, it echoes through town.
There isn't one voice. I haven't heard a sound.

P'nay was gleeful when R'ish wrapped his arms around him and nibbled at his neck despite his irritating words that one would think might cause at least one of them to have no interest in this. Whatever Riori and Flaet, or whatever he was calling himself to pretend to be a girl, were doing didn't matter. All that had to matter was that a very interesting man was eating at his neck in a very sexy, enticing way. Unfortunately, that same interesting man was ruining it by saying stupid things when he wasn't at all interested in any of his snarky comments. Not while both of them still had their pants on anyway. He might start not minding some snark if their was a significant enough quantity of clothes on the ground.

"Shut up, R'ish;" he ordered the pinkrider with a lopsided, amused grin on his face. To make it nearly impossible for him to get in any more comments, he took his face in his hands so he could hold it still and kissed him again. Busy doing that, and with them both entangled with each other, he dragged him towards where he happened to know was the bed. He didn't want to think; he wanted to do. He didn't care if some practical joke was going on outside, if this wasn't a good time to do this. All he knew and cared about was that R'ish knew and didn't care, so it was all just peachy.

Gyth was giggling and shifting about. Her rider and the pink's rider were moving off. Now was probably a good time to just leave. Rumbling a farewell to Gyth, Annith hopped off the edge of the weyr's entrance. Her wings fanned out to either side of her and she glided lazily away, humming to herself. Perhaps she could go eat, get a snack before she needed another proper meal because it was never fun to be really hungry but she would need to eat again soon she knew. Perhaps she could go visit Reyith. Or maybe it would just be best to go back to her own weyr for a bit before going back. Maybe she should just go back to her weyr and stay there. Her rider could walk or Gyth and R'ish could bring him. Hmmm.

The friendship we made, is a waste of our time.
There's no one left here, to show a future that's kind.
It's a world of hate, gone incredibly wrong.
We cared too late; we just followed along.

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[Nia]

Riori didn't want to stop either. He shuddered as "the girl" touched the sensitive place on his ear, and he didn't want her to stop. He was going to go all the way with this no matter what she revealed. They had met before, apparently. Even with his mind half-filled with lust he doubted he'd be able to forget a face. He was very good at remembering people! And he hadn't seen her before. But he'd let her talk, maybe she used a fake name and wig to get his attention and he had ignored her. He was pretty oblivious sometimes. Riori was very certain about this time though!

Until "Laeri" happened to mention the dancing part. His expression completely changed as the gears in his mind turned and he finally realized. It wasn't a girl at all. The girl Laeri was actually the boy Flaet he'd met a few days earlier. Riori was stunned, completely stunned. A... a boy. He'd... kissed... a boy. He'd wanted to... he'd wanted to.... Oh, Faranth. What had he gotten himself into?! Sure, being homosexual wasn't too big of a deal on Pern, but it was a big deal to Riori who liked girls and not boys. Yeah, really.

Anyway, after a brief period of speechlessness, Riori finally found his voice. "F-Flaet?!" Great, he was stuttering now. He never stuttered! He was always very sure of himself. Well, okay. Maybe not now. But this was a special case. A very, very special case... this had never actually happened before. Besides, he'd kissed a boy! And he'd... liked it. But she was a girl at the time! Didn't that count for something?! He was tricked!

Riori laughed though, the laugh of someone who'd been very cruely tricked and was trying to escape. "Funny. Really funny," he lightly pushed Flaet off him, very determined to get out of there. "I, uh, have to go now though. I have something to do. It's important," he said with a trying-to-fake-cheerfulness-and-failing smile as he slowly made his way out of the room. This couldn't get any more awkward, and Riori wanted out of there.

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R'ish outright chuckled as P'nay's hands found his face and lips pressed insistently at his mouth. Well, if P'nay was determinded to ignore the truth...R'ish would gleefully fall into his place.

Eagerly allowing himself to be led away R'ish gave a soft hum, pressing his own lips hungrily against P'nay's with his hands slipping to their belonging place on the man's hips, fingers both lifting up his shirt and cleverly sneaking into his pantline even while R'ish broke away, licking his lips. "Alright, alright, love..I'll keep the truth to myself..."

He leaned in, nipping his jaw, "For now."

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Saddness was not an expression that ever crossed Flaet's face. He was bright, he was cheerful, he was fearless in his own little way. But there was a flicker of sorrow deep in his eyes, a shadow of shame narrowly hidden in his pale smile.

He watched Riori with a tilt of his head, biting his bottom lip as he observed. He'd expected the other to take things...badly...but somehow the panic and disgust in Riori's eyes made his heart drop. Maybe despite knowing full-well what he was up to..he'd expected a different reaction? How strange...

Flaet licked his lips and furrowed his brows, looking fairly pitiful as he ducked his head ever so slightly, looking up at Riori from a downward angle. "It...it wasn't a joke." He said softly, a small smirk gracing his lips.

The thought ingrained itself in his thoughts and he suddenly straightened, bright look back on his face as he blocked the other's attempt to leave, gently but strongly pinning him back against the wall. "I wasn't joking, Riori." He whispered before catching his lips in an impromptu kiss, deepening it hungrily. A heart-beat later and he stepped away, bowing cheerfully as he grinned and winked. "See you around, Riori~"

[Nia]

No, it had to be a joke. It couldn't be anything other than a joke. He wasn't... he wasn't like that! Riori wasn't like that. He liked girls, he flirted with girls and he only kissed girls. But he'd liked it when Flaet... no, that was only because he was dressed as a girl! There wasn't any other reason why he felt so attracted to another boy. It was his fault for being tricked, this was just him being punished for his own ignorance.

The saddness that flashed quickly in Flaet's eyes disturbed the boy though, and he found it harder to move away. He wanted to get out of there, it was so awkward he could barely take it, but at the same time he didn't. It wasn't a joke... that's what he'd said. Then why go through all the trouble of dressing up as a girl? Wait, that didn't make sense. He'd only go through all that trouble if he really did like Riori, not just for some careless prank. The thought scared him. But at the same time it made him stop leaving the room.

Not that it mattered anyway, since Flaet had stopped him and was now kissing him against a wall again. Riori felt his heart pound painfully in his chest and he didn't know how to react, so he kind of just stood there with his blue eyes wide. He had no idea what to do. He hadn't known Flaet all that long... it wasn't like they were really close friends or anything. They'd only talked a few times before this, and Riori hadn't sensed any sort of weird attraction between them. Well they had danced... but nothing about that had mattered, it'd just been for fun.

"W-wait," he stammered, lifting his arm hesitantly. What was he doing?! Was he out of his mind? Now that Flaet was leaving, did he suddenly want the attention again? That wasn't it. But he knew he didn't want Flaet to leave. He wasn't going to accept it. Riori simply needed some company at the moment in this confusing time for him, and Flaet was the closest person around. If he'd been a girl Riori would have done the same thing! It didn't mean anything. "I... um," but he had no idea how to say it, "Why don't you just... stay? A little... longer," he muttered, not even able to make eye-contact anymore. Shards, this was so embarassing, he was acting like a girl!

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Wait

Flaet--who had begun to trail out of the room--paused mid-step, glancing over his shoulder with a blink. Riori...wanted him to stay? His smile returned and he nodded, lazily striding back towards Riori, only to whisp to the bed and plop down. "Alright." He chirped softly, tilting his head to regard the young man thoughtfully.

As if only just realizing he was still wearing melons he burst out laughing, pulling them from his shirt and removing the annoying thing entirely before shooting the other a sheepish grin. "Sorry..." He moved to rid himself of the other feminine qualities before speaking again.

"I didn't mean to upset you." He chirped, glancing at hum curiously, "Didn't know you were...so against guys...uh....like me?"