A search to remember..., H'dares Search!

[Raevn]

The heavy thudding of hooves echoed through the empty field as a herd of runner beasts galloped out in the large paddock of long grasses. Their many coats rippling as the wind tossed wheat did, their manes and tails snapping in the wind as they moved.
A young woman stood on the fence holding the heard in, her own dark red hair and well fitting clothes pulled about by the wind as well. Her bright green eyes were distant and slightly saddened as her gaze went past what was in front of her. Her mind buzzed about the green dragoness that had come to her hold so many years ago when she was a child, and then again when the second one had searched her older brother. Tears rimmed her eyes as she went through the places she’d already searched for her brother, and through the so much shorter list of places she had yet to search. How would she be able to figure out where he had been? And where he was now?
The woman laid her chin down on her arms crossed on the beam below them and decided to just not think about it and watch the runner beasts that this hold was so famous for.

((Bleh, sorry for teh badness, it's late...XD))

[Sajora]

The cold of between preceded dark pair, both unsure as to why this place was chosen. Hopefully, nothing unfortunate would happen on this scouting trip. All they wanted was a little peace and quiet, some time set aside for themselves. So rare these days, what with two clutches on the sands. Large ones, at that. Something akin to thunder grasped both the dragon's and the rider's attention, pulling it towards the ground who's gravity they both defied. The herd was magnificent, even from these heights. Rhkalmir Hold, then. A low whistle of appreciation crept past the rider's lips as the beasts thundered along below him. He was no foreigner to horse flesh (who was?), but the beasts had always held a special interest to him. Shame that he had never purchased one. Maybe today would be the day. Only one way to know for sure. Wonder what they're like up close. D-
Without further questioning, the Brown on which the man was riding completely nose-dived, a rare rumble of draconic laughter vibrating his entire frame. Adrenaline shot through the young man as the dragon waited to pull up before he could swoop up and over the now frightened beasts.
There..
The dragon swerved abruptly towards the fence, the rider nearly losing his seat.
[i]A little warning next time?
The beast's answer was a jarring landing and a neck craned towards Faranth knows what. Several straps were nearly broken in an attempt to confront his bonded face to face, but the male was struck dumb at the female that the Brown was a hair's breadth from, eyes shifted to a content and accomplished blue.
"Vindith, what the shards are you doing?"
The rider was a surprisingly attractive young man, (but who on Pern these days wasn't?), with a very roguish appearence about him. The ice blue eyes were partially shielded by the ever ragged rider's crop, and the physique was strong beneath the wherhide, albeit his posture defiant and stubborn. A suspicious air clung to him as he took in the girl before him- what did his dragon want with her?
"Who are you?"

[Raevn]

As soon as the runner beasts turned and thundered about with fright, Zeyruan new something was wrong; then the dragon came into her sight. A beautiful beast with powerful wings and physique. She watched his aerial movements with awed silence; her earlier beat down composure vanished and then let out a short squeal when the dragon landed close to her suddenly. She had instinctively leapt away and covered her eyes at the wave of dust and debris that had billowed out from the dragon; then coughed lightly as she looked up at the brown and his rider.
The woman’s bright green eyes sparkled as she brushed the dirt from her clothes slightly now that the shock had worn of a little now that she’d heard the rider speak and was sure this wasn’t some sort of dream.
“Zeyruan Coneni.” She replied just loud enough for the male to hear. “But I could ask the same of you both.” The woman added with a slight hint of a tease; that’s how she was around people, instantly playful and amusing. Most of the time.

[Sajora]

So she was a cocky little thing, eh? The rider hooked his thumbs into his belt and picked his favorite 'shard off' stance. He regarded her for a moment while he confered with the beast beside him.
Why exactly are we here?
She seems...right. She'll Impress.
The man nearly lost control. Nearly. he kept his facials and demeanor in check- she didn't need to know just how alarming this really was. For all he cared, she was a sharding stranger. But back to the matter at hand. Since when could the sharding Brown Search? The dragon simply replied that it had nothing to do with being like his lesser siblings- she was Candidate enough that even a Bronze would have sought her out. Thus, the reason why he was here.
Fire-lizard.
Cattle.
The playful bantering continued as his attention shifted back to the woman before him. "I'm H'dare Katalakkis and this here is Vindith." At the mention of his name, the Brown flared his wings and reared his neck back. Anyone could see he enjoyed the attention. "Apparently, we're here on Search." The word was said with such disgust that he almost spat the dratted squish of syllables out. To think- a Brownrider out on Search!
I may be a sharding Brown but I'm still better than those Bronzes. And don't think for a minute that we're going to let anybody else claim this Candidate.
Blue eyes were rolled in annoyance- why couldn't he just have a normal day once in a while?
"As such, we would like to know if you would accompany us back to Ardien Ciele."

[Raevn]

“Search?”
The one word was just barely an audible whisper, and it shook Zeyruan’s body almost visibly. Her bright green eyes scanned the face of the rider, and the whirling eyes of the brown dragon as what the rider said clicked in her mind. She had never thought that a dragon would mark her out for search, though she’d always wished it. With the presentation of it though, the woman was nervous and shy at the idea.
The rider’s mood wasn’t missed on Zeyruan’s part though, quickly she eyed the male rider more intently, he was handsome, she had to give him that. But his immediate impression didn’t much appeal to her; what did that matter though?
“I will be able to get my stuff, right?” The woman asked, brushing some more dust from her front and looked at the dragon first, and then the rider; the answer was obvious, but it still didn’t seem as if the search was real.

[Sajora]

"It depends on what that 'stuff' is. If you plan on bringing your entire room, you can forget about it. A satchel will do well enough."
So he wasn't in the greatest of moods. But would you be if your dragon just decided to go on a scavenger hunt for random Candidates?
The fact that the girl was visibly shaken wasn't lost on him, and he sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"Unless you don't want to go- you do have the right to refuse us, you know. It's just that bonehead over here-" H'dare motioned towards Vindith with a wave of his hand. "-thinks you'd do well enough."
Hopefully she wouldn't throw herself on him, because that would embarass them both. Although, he had heard of it before...Faranth, please no. He definately was not in the mood to handle female hysterics.
See what you start?
What happened to Mr Suave?
He checked out for the day. Shard-face is taking all calls for the moment.
The Brown rumbled deep in his chest, and the rider smiled in response.

[Raevn]

Zeyruan shook her head, now smiling since the first wave of shock had already run through her system. Maybe she’d be able to find her brother, maybe he didn’t die in the war like every one thought, there was still a chance! The woman’s inner excitement was catching up to her now and her eyes sparkled with joy and a slight mischievousness.
“All I’ll pack is some extra clothes and a few other small trinkets that wouldn’t interest a high dragon rider such as you. And as for Vindith, he doesn’t seem all that boneheaded; besides, what woman wouldn’t want to be searched by such a handsome pair?” The woman bowed with a small flourish of her hands, the movement a tease to the rider as she straightened and pushed a strand of hair behind her right ear.

((*evil laughter* XD))

[Sajora]

A brow was raised at her praise, the smile still evident on his features. Thank Faranth- there was still some sanity in the day. Props to the girl for not blubbering away like a moron- 'Oh, my betrothed! My dresses! Wah, wah, wah.' Life was tough and the girl realized it. That and she obviously seemed geniunely excited to go.
Vindith had settled by now, and he proffered his foreleg without further questioning. There was slight discoloration to the normal blue, and it caused H'dare to move over to the Brown in worry.
Mine, we must go. Now.
Abruptness was key, and he turned back to the female. "Is it imperative that you get your things now, Zeyruan, or can I come back for them later?"
Please, say no. Tension crinkled along his arms and spine as a projected image from the Weyr came in- the Hatching. Shards! But the second wasn't even near ready yet! What would this mean for the Weyr?

ooc| Do you want to just skip ahead to the Hatching, or continue?

[Raevn]

((Even though I often find the searches enjoyable, we can go ahead and just get to the hatching, drop her off how you wish. ))

The woman watched the rider and his dragon with her shining emerald eyes. She noticed now H’dare seemed slightly worried, and she saw how the brown was no longer flaunting himself about. She glanced briefly back at the runner beasts now calmed a little, then pushed her bangs out of her eyes again.
“Items can be replaced; obviously both of you want to get back to the weyr.” Zeyruan said, her voice and features still oddly cheerful and teasing. The woman moved past the rider, remembering how the candidates of searches in her past had gotten up on the dragons; as well as the few times she had seen her brother after he impressed. She was climbing up onto the browns’ back and strapping herself in only moments after she finished speaking, then looked at the rider expectantly and patiently. Either she’d come back later, or she’d buy or make new possessions, there wasn’t really anything all that important at her house; all she really needed was with her anyway.

[Sajora]

A relieved smile broke across the worry, and he vaulted up in front of her. "Good then, because you're about to be dropped off in the midst of chaos." He left the straps for his waist undone, only bother with the ones for his legs. "The Hatching has begun, and apparently both clutches are presenting dragonets. I'll have someone ready with a robe for you by the time we get there." Shards, he'd have to give her a run down between here and the Weyr.
Mind asking Ragnaroth to have Saral fetch a drudge for us?
The Brown was silent for a moment as he confered with his friend back at the Weyr.
Done, Mine.
"Thank you, love. Now-" he talked over his shoulder without looking back at Zeyruan- if she wanted to go, she'd pay attention. "-I take it you've never been to a Hatching, otherwise you'd most likely still be at at a Weyr. So this is how it goes- you will be presented with a white robe and you will put it on over your clothes because there'll be no time to change."
Vindith, during all these instructions, had spread his wings and took a might leap, pushing off into the sky. The drive upward was lazy, giving H'dare enough time to explain as much as possible. "Once on the Sands, remain calm, reassuring, and open. If you get mauled, don't fight back, it just makes them even more sharding angry, got it? You may have several come up and reject you, or you may Impress right away. Don't ever try to reach for another dragonet unless it specifically calls for you." This time, H'dare actually turned and smiled, a roguish glint in his eye. "And whatever you do, don't piss off the clutchmother. She may look like she's just watching, but she'll do anything to prevent a dragonet from going between or getting hurt, and I mean anything. So take care to always have an eye on her, because if she sees something she doesn't like, she'll let you know, and it might be a physical warning instead of mental. Also-" the rider turned back around, flexing his hands as he put his gloves on. "-it takes the time of a thrice cough to go between, remember always that I am before you and Vindith is beneath you. We've done this too many times to get lost or have a disaster. Remain relaxed, and it'll just be a slightly wierd sensation. Ready? Go!" With that, the Brown disappeared between, leaving behind a now grazing herd and empty skies.

[Raevn]

((Hmm...Should I post here? Or go right to the sands???))

[Sajora]

((You can go to the Sands if you'd like- the rest is just trivial. You can always post her arriving at the Weyr; you can even godmode H'dare some if you'd like. ^^))

[Raevn]

((lol. Godmoding isn't my thing, I can never get any one elses characters right...XD. But, what do you say to setting up a topic after the hatching for H'dare and Zeyraun?))

[Sajora]

((Alright then. ^^ But yeah, another thread sounds great. Do you want to start that one, or shall I?))

[Raevn]

((You could. My brain is fried. XD))