Alone With My Thoughts(Open, Echo!)

[Darvin]

He bowed his head, slightly, at her words. He remembered keenly the occasional loss of a hatchling to injuries sustained in Impression; Or the less occasional loss of a Candidate to their over-eager reach.

"During my Impression," he responded, quietly, giving a soft chuckle, "I was sure I was going to die." He gave a slight smile to her. "This Bronze had set its' eyes on me, and had wobbled its' way through the crowds of hatchlings almost from the moment it broke the shell. I think it was trying to get me to run! The others did. He moved with such a single-minded determination..."

He grinned widely, as if at some private joke, "And then," he chuckled, "Just as he came up on me, he tripped! Caught a foot over the base of his wing, squawked, and hit the sands right in front of my face."

He shook his head, his smile slowly fading. "And when he tilted back his head to look at me, and spat a bunch of sand out of his mouth, I-" He cut off, mid-word, at the leathery snap of wingbeats. His head tilted back, just as the hatchling's had, and stared up at the wing.

The formation was entirely too familiar. But how could-

The moment he saw the cocky smirk, the ornate weapons, the immaculate clothing, he knew. He stood, sharply, his lips curving into a frown. He inclined his head at K'rill's distasteful greeting.

"K'rill... I hadn't expected to see you again. I'm surprised, for it; I thought your flight from Ista was the end of you."

"K'rill," he spoke, half-turning to face both Lilia and Echo, "Is my former Wingthird, from my Wing, out of Ista Weyr."

"Former Wingsecond, N'vil," he gestured to the Bronze, "Riding upon Bronze Tsalanth. G'rin," he gestured to one brown, "on Brown Vith. K'rol," he motioned to the other brown, "on Brown Sonth. S'vet and L'nal, on the Blues, Tirith and Volath." He gestured to each in turn."

"I wonder that you should come here, again, all dressed in your finery. But where is Kae?" He tilted his head, slightly, looking over them. "She, and her Green, Simorith, were hardly an hour behind you. Did you leave her behind?"

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[K'rill and Morisath]

Kirill frowned, taken aback by the lack of response from the Masterharper, and the seeming wariness of the other. "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Echo," he replied, after a moment, the smile restoring itself after just a carefully-timed heartbeat.

"This is the new Weyr, is it? It is far advanced for such short residence," he commented, initially ignoring D'vin's rambling introduction of his Wing.

Each Rider nodded their head in response to the address.

What caught him, however, was his mention of Kae. His head swivelled to address D'vin, frowning, "... She did not come after us. I told her to wait at the Weyr."

He seemed to falter, after a moment, "But, she certainly returned to the Weyr - And she is here, now, correct?"

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[Darvin]

D'vin shook his head, slowly, and frowned. "She's not here... We were hoping she had caught up to you."

He sighed, softly, his eyes closing. "Welcome to Dragon Weyr, K'rill. I suspect the Weyrleader, R'enh, will want to talk to you; He's from Benden. Former Wingleader. He's already assigned the Wingleader positions, and the Wingseconds have filled out."

D'vin gestured to the Weyrleader's Quarters. "He ought to be up there. Ask around if not."

D'vin promptly turned from the Brownrider, and faced Echo, "My apologies, Echo. K'rill and I have not been on the best of terms."

He turned, and addressed the Masterharper, fully turning his back to K'rill. It was a clear dismissal. "Pray think nothing of it, Masterharper," he spoke, inclining his head, "My apologies for his intrusion."

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[K'rill and Morisath]

Still shaken by the news, he took in the information on the state of things in the Weyr. His face colored, however, as D'vin turned from him.

With the turn of his back, K'rill turned his back, as well, and walked back to his dragon, simply pointing to the Weyrleader's quarters wordlessly.

He leapt up on Morisath's back, and the Dragon carried him swiftly into the air.

The rest of his miniature wing went after him, only a moment later.

End: K'rill

[Echo and Anayeth]

Echo did not know what to say. This was the oddest of circumstances indeed, and she had just sat there, closed-mouthed and tight-faced until the rather strange Brownrider remounted his dragon and left. To her it was as if he were vying for power, as if he wanted to feel it under his clasp... but then again he was gentlemanly in a way that threw her off her seat. But, still... he was a weird one. When he left, Echo glanced over at Lilia and then over to D'vin before sighing.

"Well, that certainly was interesting." Echo said, playing her words carefully. "He's a very strange character, but I'm not one to judge."

In fact, Echo never judged, not even on first look. She should, sometimes, but a life of Healing, and later Dragonhealing, had taught her that people were not as they first seemed. She had taken a good look at the guy and, while he seemed polite enough, there was something rather off about him. His Brown seemed to be alright, though. Echo was better at judging dragons than men (or women) simply because of her job.

"Huh," was all Echo said after that, her eyebrows slightly raised as she folded her hands into each other. "Well that was a strange display."

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[Darvin]

D'vin frowned, and tried to give a sympathetic smile, but it came out as a grimace. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Echo; I'd probably best be off. Things are going to be," he paused, and winced visibly, "More interesting, from now on. I probably ought be somewhere R'enh can find me, if he needs to talk about the boy." He sighed, softly.

"Thank you for your time, Echo." He inclined his head, "And I look forward to speaking with you, further."

He bowed to her, slightly, and then moved off briskly, toward the main of the Weyr.

End: D'vin