Do You See What I See? (Gray)

[Kiran]

Misty loved love. She add seeing the chemistry as two people came together with sparks and deep emotions, loved seeing them enjoy each others company and have fun together. It was what made life worth living! And her human, Quellyn, was the perfect person to help. What with his ingenious plans and stories, he managed to feed her addiction with gusto! It was brilliant. She had definitely made the right choice with him!

Right now, both of them were keeping an eye out in the weyrbowl for people who needed a dose of love in their lives. Quellyn kept getting distracted by other things, like the dragons that were flying by and the play that was going on between the weyrbrats, all of which made good fodder for other stories. Right now, he was a touch caught up in how the brilliant blue dragon-that-was-once-sky was trying to show other kids how to fly (would he be successful?), having gotten sidetracked from the original purpose of coming out here.

Quellyn was rather aware of how much Misty liked romance, but some of the encounters they had engineered hadn't come out quite the way they had hoped. He was fairly certain some of them had actually been fights or other disturbing things, much to his dismay. But Misty was happy, believing them to be bits of fate, events that would lead the two hearts to join together and beat as one. Or so Quellyn liked to imagine, since Misty simply seemed happy with the events. It was the feeling he got from her. Thankfully, his bright imagination meant that he could elaborate on his pillie's emotions with ease. He might not always have been accurate, but he could elaborate.

A tap from Misty meant his attention was drawn back to scoping for potential Vic... Candidates for creating a love match. Misty seemed to be drawn to a girl that was coming out from the Weyr nearby, one with dark hair and didn't actually seem to be all that much older than them. Possibly a candidate. Definitely one, Quellyn noted by the knots on her shoulder. "Misty, we can't. She can't love anybody until after she impresses and becomes a weyrling. We need to stick to riders and crafters," he admonished.

But Misty would not be denied, scurrying across the ground to the girl and waving her antennae at her. Quellyn sighed and followed closely behind. Oh, well...

"Hi," he introduced himself, a bit shyly, unsure of how she would feel about the whole situation. "I'm Quellyn, and this is Misty. Do you have someone that you like?"

[Gray]

Chores in the morning. Lessons. Chores In the afternoon and then more lessons. Busy, busy, busy. She felt like she was always busy. It had been like this at the Hall too. Work on top of work. But, that was rather refreshing. At least it wasn't work required to survive, like hunting was. Stretching, she enjoyed the sun's warmth, closing her eyes against the brightness of the outside world. Her trio fluttered around her, enjoying the warmth in their own, flittery ways.

Sighing, Matilda opened her eyes slowly, attempting to let them adjust. She had some free time, some actual relaxation time now, but how did she want to use it? That decision didn't seem to be up to her as the odd bug-thing crawled up to her, waving it's antennae.
“Hmm?” Matilda looked at it from the corner of her eye. Weird. She had, of course, heard about Dalibor's famous pillies. But she had never really encountered one up close. This one had a kid with it too.

Grinning an almost unsettling grin, she turned to face the boy and his pet.
“Hello there.” Her grin fell quickly to a small pout of pondering.
“Like someone? Well...” She thought for a few.
“There are people I tolerate, but no, I don't think there is quite anyone I like. At least, not here. I've not been here long enough, I think, to develop such feelings. But that doesn’t mean I won't.” She rambled a bit, shrugging slightly.
“Why do you ask? I'm Matilda, by the way. Apprentice Weaver and Dual candidate. These three are Clotho, the pink, Lachesis, the light green, and Atropos, the darker green.”

This was all rather odd, no one had ever really asked Matilda if she liked someone before. Truthfully, she had never quite thought about it. She liked her friends at the holdless camp, and she liked the ones that came here. She, of course, liked her brother well enough. But she didn't like anyone. Why would she? Her relationships were not as important as the relationships of others!

[Kiran]

Quellyn hummed as he listened to her response, intrigued by it but also disappointed. And he had wanted this to be easy, simply because of her rank. His pillie was waving her antennae eagerly, however, and he had already approached her. In for a thirty-second, in for a mark! "It's nice to meet you Mathilda, Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos." He paused a moment, studying the darkling girl, smiling her up.

Figuring out if she would be his victim or his helper on this mission, whatever Misty wanted.

"I was asking because Misty thinks that you should be in love with someone, and believes that you are the perfect candidate - literally, it seems - for us to help romance. Though that would be tough if you don't actually like anyone. I suppose step one would finding someone that you liked. Though there is something delightfully tragic about someone falling in love with you instead while you didn't... Or couldn't... Reciprocate those emotions." His eyes held a glimmer in their depths that spoke of brewing plots.

Kzzz! Kzzz! Kzzzzzzzzz! The pillie besides him was not to be denied, however, and made her feelings on the matter known, wielding her way around Mathilda's legs and then around Quellyn's. The pillie would be too big for that soon enough, but she was happy to also circle on the outside. Quellyn could feel a hint of what Misty was expecting, a flutter of anticipation.

The boy sighed. "But Misty prefers it when two people like each other. That was why we were out here. We were looking for people to pair together. Set their hearts aflame."

[Gray]

The flitters all twittered their response, Clotho being the first to venture over and give Quellyn a quick look over. Oh yes. This was a person! She knew people! Lachesis and Atropos both were more interested in Misty, and Lachesis landed to get a bit closer to the large bug. Matilda, on the other hand, listened and twisted bits of hair around her fingers, tangling them up. Her smile grew bit by bit as he spoke.

“Oh it would be a tragic romance, wouldn't it? So perfect. Tragic romances are my favorite, I think. Relationships are important, not just romantic ones either. Piecing people together, watching them form friendships, or become enemies. It's really interesting, huh? Finding the perfect enemy is just as important as finding the perfect love, I think.” She rocked on her heels a bit, spreading her hands out wide.
“Think about it, the perfect enemy, the perfect antagonist. Someone you despise so much you push yourself to become better, just so you can spite them! I think they add a lot to people's lives, don't you? And it would make romance all the sweeter.”

She laughed a bit as the pillie wound around her and the boy. Pillies were so alien. She couldn't imagine being linked to one like she was her flitters. Lachesis took the winding to get closer to Misty, chirping at her.

“Hm, well, I don't think there's anyone I like. Or anyone who likes me. But maybe I could help. I think Love would do the Weyr well. A new love story always lifts the hearts of those around them.” Atropos landed onher shoulder and flashed a color of seafoam through Matilda's head. Matilda just wrinkled her nose and shook her head.
“Oh no, he's a horrible candidate for love. He can't even focus on love anyways. Not yet.” The firelizard drooped some and Matilda looked at Quellyn.
“Did you have any leads on love, or are you just picking at random?”