Mneoth senses that Farleth flickers joyful images of blood and meat at Skeseth, that being the happiest part of his day.

Mneoth senses that Skeseth hisses lightly at the images of blood and meat, even if he is sated at the moment. A few quick sparks and an image of him snapping at all the meat that there could possibly be out there. Just as happy with food, of course.

Issryuith snorts lightly at her rider, moving over and pulling on a sleeve with her teeth, "Okay, I'm getting up Iss. Calm down. Okay, see? I'm up." Hiza is, indeed, standing. "What do you need?" Is asked aloud, and as an answer: a headbutt. "Me? Okay. Here I am." Blink.

X'ner isn't really out in the barracks. Noooo. Of course not. He's snuggling his pillow, all sleepy-like. Of course. Why should he get up right now? It's still morning! At least for a little while. Blue and green hair falls into little bronzeling's eyes. Snooooore.

Nezdarvyth is watching those colored strands avidly eyes almost crossed in examination. His body tucked neatly next to his lifemates until he moves leaning back to snap at the hair. Sure he missed but no one was watching right?

X'ner has purty hair! No snapping it! Ner rolls...and promptly tumbles off the side of his cot. ^_^; Well...at least he's awake now, yes? "...Ow."

Nezdarvyth snorts in surprise creeping to peer over the edge of the couch. Eyes whirling faintly faster though the look X'ner gets is one of just what are you doing down there

Hiza is half off of her couch, one arm looped about sleeping draconic head, small body wedged next to green, who is already longer than Hiza is tall. Both emit littel whuffling sounds in a state of deep sleep. Draconic tail twtiches, sending a dismemebered pillow(one of many) skittering across the room. Rider turns in her sleep, mumbling, "But Raevs, I took my greeensst... paint and made it pretty for you." Snoooze.

Sua is all the way in the back, having nothing better to do. No, that's not right, because those that are closer can see that her clothes is dripping, hair is smeared across her face, as she is scolding the dark figure stalking another weyrling pair in the water. This rider doesn't appear to be having too much fun, that is until her lifemate sends the smaller blue running out and she can't help but chuckle lightly. "That wasn't too nice, 'Seth." Cough. And she laughed, right? "Sorry, A'sh," she mumbles at last.

X'ner sits up a bit, blinking a few times, then looks up at Nez with a smirk. "Um..hi there. I like it down here. It's nice." Suuuuuure it is, Ner-baby. We believe you. The flying pillow is taken note of. Blink. He didn't know those could fly!

Nezdarvyth raises his head looking over to the snoring pair. Head tilts to one side before he remember Ner on the floor for some reason. Moving as gracefully as he can which isn't much he heads off the couch. Watchout here I come!

X'ner merfs and rolls a little more before getting up. He doesn't wanna be a stepping stone for a bronze lump! That'd kinda..you know..be uncomfortable. Beware barracks, Nez is up and at it. 'Ling just finds a new place to sit and look sleepy. "Morrrrrning." Is called to anyone else awake.

Uzasnyth is sprawled in front of his couch, whuffling happily in his sleep; growing brown head is rested across Pae's lap, whom is also snore-whuffling, leaned against the couch. Aw, how cute.

Nezdarvyth rumbles at his lifemate ambling over to but the bronzling in his stomach. Looking up at him he sniffs the air experimentally. The buckets of meat are eyed pointedly before he's moving off towards them with purpose. Stopping half-way there he looks back at Ner. The snuffling and snoring of others gets another snort from the bronze as if they should not be disturbing him with their noise

X'ner makes a slight face, before smirking again and getting up to follow Nez to the meat buckets. "You're hungry /again/?" Rumble. "...Ok. Can't blame you. I'm hungry too." Wah! Somebody feed the Ner! He plops again on the floor beside one of the buckets and pulls it over to him before looking at his lifemate again.

Sua kicks her legs over the edge of the pool, slipping into the water as she does so. And almost immediately comes the brown, slithering closer to his lifemate with only a bit of his head out from the water. Cue Jaws music. Skeseth leaps out, mouth open, and just about moving in a direct path to his lifemate until he quickly drops right in front of her, a wave of water slipping out from the pool. "Look what you did now, 'Seth," Sua huffs, even if it didn't matter at all. Those that she knows, a bit further away, are given a wave from the pool until she takes some of the sweetsand she brought with her and begins cleaning the dark hide of her dragon.

Nezdarvyth rubs his head along Ner's knee before nudging the meat with his muzzle. Eyes emplore the rider who's more than likely already sleeping again you know.

Hiza and Issryuith somehow remain sound asleep in the midst of all this noise, whuffling in rhythm with each other. Another flick sends another dismembered pillow toward the rest of the werylings, and a soft snort indicates that Issryuith is only pretending to be asleep. Hiliza shifts again, curling into a little ball and subsiding into quieter sleep.

Uzasnyth actually awakens first, blinking slowly as the barracks obtains unblurred focus. A brief rumble -- for the sole purpose of awakening Pae -- and he stretches languidly, shifting into a standing position. "Oof, Uzi.." Brownlet mutters tiredly, following suit and stretching in synchrony with the brown. "Y'just woke up, Uzi.. and you already want a bath? Aw, thbbbt. I'm goin'." Uzi rumbles once more, nudging Pae insistantly. Bath. Now.

X'ner smiles at the little..yet..not so little when compared to himself bronzy. "Good idea." He moves the bucket into his lap a little and picks up a piece in his hands. Squishy! He grins a little. Nah, meat doesn't bother him. After all, he's the one that was cleaning out herdbest entrails from Dsalth's mouth. Yum. "Here, open up Nez."

Nezdarvyth opens up obdeintly it would seem for the moment. Eyes watch his 'ling carefully making sure the biggest possible piece that'll fit is chosen. The rousing of his clutchmates and their lifemates gets a slow look after all one must watch your back

X'ner sticks his tongue out a little at Nez for the moment, though grinning, and pops the piece of meet into his jaws, eyeing the dragonet carefully. Just to make sure he chews, of course. Yes. Must make sure of that. Up and down.

Skeseth's lashing tail is just about to hit a green dragonet that enters the bath before her rider, but instead it is snagged by Sua, giving it a good rub with the sand as her excuse. No, of course she wasn't trying to stop it from hitting the pair, she only wanted to clean it well. Even as the 'ling is working on the tail and every other spot that she missed, her eyes are roaming over to the other clutchmates and their problems. She takes another handful of the sand, moving to the other side of her brown to work on.

Nezdarvyth pauses first as if he'll just swallow it all down at once. That look given to his rider that this is his choice to chew of course and he must know that. Skeseth's actions are watched with interest the assesing look in his eyes one to be careful of.

Pae softly shoves away from Uzasnyth, slowly rising to her feet and streeetching again. "C'mon, Uzi, y'can wait for a minute. Let Sua 'n' 'Seth finish!" Brown hisses audibly in response, frustrated; /he/ wants to bathe. "Suuuuu-a." Whine. "Are you 'n' 'Seth almost done? Uzi's bein' impatient." Brownling receives a not-so-stern glare. Huff.

One last dismembered pillow goes flying out of the couch, landing with a thud in the pool, stuffing flying everyone. Hiza suddenly awakens with a start, and looks around, calling, "Raevs?" before realizing where she is. "Oh... Hi Iss. Did you wake up before me? No? That's good. Wouldn't want you to be bored." Her lifemate is an angel, really. A stretch as she rolls off of the couch, and pads toward the food. "Come on, I'm not bringing to to you." Hiliza laughs, tone light and breezy, before polloping beside a bucket and waiting.

X'ner reaches out and lightly strokes bronzy eyeridges, grin plastered to his face. "Why of course it was all your idea to chew it!" Nez is the evil mastermind, after all, not the Ner. Slow nod. Mmmhm. Of course. Fingers are wiggled in Hiza's direction. "Heh, mooorning."

"You can come in," Sua eyes Pae a long moment, her eyes blinking curiously. "I believe that I'll be here for a bit." As if anyone can notice the thin tail soon wrapping around her waist underwater, a her hands still working on the hide. What she meant, of course, is that her fellow brownrider can come in while she holds Skeseth back. "'Seth doesn't want to leave yet, it seems. But the pool is large 'nough for the two of us." She sends her brown a glare, patting his side as she answers something to him silently.

Nezdarvyth sweeps his gaze back over the now waking 'lings rumbles of claim heard loudly enough. Rumble the pool looks nice enough too but not just this moment. Mouth is opened once more as he waits tail twitching for more meat to be offered him.

X'ner giggles faintly to himself, blue and green locks falling into his eyes. "Here, here.." He hands over the pieces of meat to be chewed. Chewed, then swallowed. Yes. Swoop! Four firelizards..minus one sleeping gold, fly around his head, shrieking. Yo! They havn't been fed either!

Mneoth senses that Nezdarvyth snorts >>Sticky? Who wants sticky things when there's mushy dark things?<< no lemonade smell here he smells of darkened winter nights and lonely coldness

Mneoth senses Nezdarvyth looking at him.

Pae scowls at her lifemate's persistancy, although she is too lenient to actually reprimand him. Thbbbt. "Oh, hush, Uzi. Yes, I know, Uzi. Uuuuu-/zi/ -- oh, yay! C'mon, Uzi, to the water!" Giggling all the while, brownlet and brown scurry to the pool, the former leaping childishly, the latter pausing at the water's edge. "Aw, c'mon, Uzi! Doncha' worry, it's waaarm!" A hand is jibed into the water, splashing it toward Uzasnyth. Said dragon snorts, eyeing the droplets cynically.

Nezdarvyth looks up at the 'lizzen curiously eyes whirling with interst. Thoughts swirl through his head as he ponders. Tail flicks up and towards Ner's ankle and ha the 'ling is caught!

Hiza pats Issryuith as she finishes eating, and says, "Later, you can have another." in a soft-ish voice. "Right now, we need to get you a bath. And me too, it looks like." What, Hiza just hasn't bathed since last time Iss did, that's all. She slips toward the water, dragon in tow, and peers around, "But lets wait for the browns to get finished, so we don't get splashed too much.

Mneoth senses that Uzasnyth snorts, disgusted. >> Pae likes the sticky things. I do not. << A picture of Pae surfaces, complete with the jar citrus sweetsticks; then, a conjured image of the same sweetstick jar -- only shattered into multiple fragments.

"Yes, yes, Mneo," Khena mutters, "I am trying to find it.." Eyes darting here and there, she finally takes a few strides toward a jar of oil, then quickly back to Mneoth, who's crooning impatiently.

X'ner acks! And not for the first time, the Ner is captured by a bronzy tail. Hm. Didn't this happen when Nez corrup...um...claimed him? He pokes the tail a little bit. That a tail or a shackle? "Neeeeeez."

Mneoth senses that Issryuith imagines herself eating one, tastebuds coming alive, >>They're good.<< Mind-voice dissolves and returns, quiizical. >>My Hiza says there are different.. fla-vors.. Maybe your rider has the wrong kind. But I'm not sharing my Hiza's. No! They're mine.<< Pause. >>And hers.<<

Skeseth looks smug, really, and even his head lifts away from the water to eye the arriving brown pair closely. Sua, instead, has a bright smile on her face, waggling fingers in greeting over towards Pae. "Oh, is he afraid of the water?" She asks, curious eyes focusing on the other brown until she gets a rather tight squeeze of a certain tail around her waist. "Oh, 'Seth, don' be such a brat. Let 'im come it, Pae, 'Seth won't do 'nything, 'm sure." And the dark hide is given a poke. "/Right/?" But all Skeseth does is grunt and enjoy his bath.

Nezdarvyth sends a look towards the water now filled with brown hides. Tail tugs on the imprisoned ankle. Then he lets loose all of a sudden hide jumping as an itch trails over one sensitive foreleg and he swivels to look at it rumbles of discontent about his own skin turning traitor

Watch out 'lings! Nezdarvyth's skin /attacks/ things! Like...Nez! Oh the horror! Oh the evil! Oh the..giggles. X'ner giggles a little more at that, although he does feel a twinge of sympathy for the bronzling. Aww. Poor baby. Still snickering softly he stands.

Uzasnyth isn't /scared/ -- how absurd! As if to the prove that point, the brown stalks into the water, sloshing idly at it with his tail. "Pffft, Uzi! Don't splash me yet!" After this good-natured scolding, weyrling awards fellow-weyrling a nonchalant fingerwiggle in return. "Hihihi! He says he's not afraid, just doesn't want it to be cold." Well, that's what she translates his stolid 'whatever' into. "D'ya think 'Seth and Uzi will be friends? They're both so-o-o-o cute!" Pae giggles effeminately, patting at her dragon's neck fondly. "I won't let Uzi do nothin' either, 'Seth. Doncha' worry, dearest!" Uzasnyth swings his head from side to side, snorting at the water idly. Depends.

Khena kneels down besides Mneoth, placing the large jar on the floor, struggling to open it. The brown's croon becomes even more impatient as he turns his head to regard his lifemate expression clearly saying; what's taking so long? "Well, I have to get the jar open first, dear," she says, through clenched teeth, letting out her breath as she finally get the lid off the jar. "There we go!" One hand goes in the jar and Necha globs it on the neck of the brown dragonet who croons more satisfied now.

Nezdarvyth watches his 'ling retrieve some oil. That skin still twitching and itchy just not natural you know. Heading over to follow Ner is the little bronzling all thought of world domination put on hold for now.

X'ner drifts quietly into slumber.

Skeseth snorts over to the slightly less evil brown, right? He just gives him a long look, almost thoughtful, before glancing back over to his rider. "Yes, 'm sure that they'll be friends. How can't you be friends with 'nother brown?" She beams, giving her lifemate a quick hug even if he simply seems to shudder it away. "An' the water isn't cold at all, either, so don' worry about it." She finally finishes cleaning the last bit of spot on her dragon's neck, attempting to get it nice and clean. "Itching yet, love?" But the brown's attention doesn't seem to show his need for oil yet.

Issryuith squirms a bit, and then sits and dips her tail in the water, flicking it every now and then to splash at the brown riders. "Iss, don't! That's.. Sua and Pae and they're my friends." Well of course they are, Hiza is friends with everybody and their.. dragon. Haha. The green croons in confusion and her rider replies, "A friend is someone you enjoy being around." Pause, blush. "No, not like that! Who told you about /that/?" Another pause, and a deeper blush. "I wasn't either." But she'll never say what she wasn't, so it would be useless to ask.

Khena is far too busy globbing oil all over Mneoth's body to notice what everyone else is doing here, nor remembering that the dragonet hadn't had a bath before the oiling. >>But I was itching. No time to clean me first<< Rub, rub, rub. Sitting back the 'ling admires the work she's done, smiling as she washes her hands against each other. Eyebrows suddenly shoot up in a surprised look. "No, no.. Of course I didn't forget the other side!"

Scrubscrubscrub, goes Pae, removing any dirt that has accumulated from Uzasnyth's hide. He leans into the scrubbing slightly, only expressing his pleasure faintly. It wouldn't be buff to croon and all. And Uzi /can/ be evil, because Pae is actually evil, in that extremely hyper manner. Ha. "Tee-hee, /everyone/ luffs browns!" Brownrider leans in, to whisper once again, "'Specially when they're the cutest in the Weyr!" Issryuith-induced splashing interrupts the conversation, although Pae doesn't seem to mind. Now, Uzasnyth on the other hand.. He growl-rumbles in displeasure, shuffling in the opposite direction of the green. Weyrling-rider beams. "Aw, Hi', it's okay! We're already wet anyways!" 'Brows raise quizzically as she eyes the greenrider in bafflement. "Who told her what?"

Zylpheth comes out of Zylpheth's couch.
Kh'ryn comes out of Zylpheth's couch.

Sua chuckles lightly, bobbing her head in agreement towards the other brownling. "Yup, the best of 'em all." And while she leans against Skeseth with nothing better to do at that moment, she glances towards the greenrider with a bright smile. "H'lo, Hi' an'..." She can't remember names right, but with a quiet querie to her lifemate she adds, "An' Issryuith. My, that's a mouthful, it seems." But they're gone and she simply looks back at Pae with a wicked grin. "Yes, 'course," and that towards the whispered comment. Skeseth glances over when he hears the growl-rumble, adding his own irritated grunt. That other brown might have some potential, it seems.

Khena starts in on the Other side of Mneoth, rubbing oil into his brown hide, the dragonet's croon becoming more and more satisfied, his eyelids closer over the manyfaceted eyes. "I know you like it, Mneo.. I actually like doing it." A smile forms on her face as she dips her hand in the oil jar once again, bringing out a large glob of sweetsmelling thick oil. "Just don't fall asleep out here on the floor, 'kay?"

Zylpheth slides from his couch, nearly knocking his lifemate off in the process. Kh'ryn only chuckles as the ever-growing blue passes him by, and then shakes his head at how fast Zylph has grown. Reaching over, he brandishes his jar of oil, and grins at the dragon. "Well, it's that time again. Shall we start with the left wing this time 'round?" It's only then, when he turns back around, that Khor realizes that there are others in the barracks with them. "Oh. Hello," he states, blushing faintly. Seems nothing or no one else tends to exist when he's with Zylph... But, he's sure the other weyrlings understand.

Uzasnyth lapses into disgruntled silence, emitting the sparse rumble or growl here and there. Petulant greens. "Um, uh, later, Hi' an' Issryuith!" Wavewave to the greenling pair, and a greeting-wavewave to the blueling pair. "Hihihiiii, Khor! -- er, Kh'ryn. Yeah. And," Pause, as draconic partner informs her of the blue's name, "Zylpheth! That's lurvely name, it is!" More water is splashed upon Uzi's hide, and 'rider begins the scrubbing process on his back now. "I can't /wait/ t'leave these barracks for a while.. I need the fun-stuff in the bowl! An' the caverns an' all that stuff... not that I'd I mind sacrificing that for my cute-boy Uzi!" The latter is added quickly, with an assuring beam.

Mneoth senses Zylpheth beams his ever hyper thoughts across. >>Love it! So warm.. So slippery. And it makes the itching /stop/!<< A slyness slinks into his thoughts then. >>Ooh, I think Kh'ryn needs an oiling too! Yes, yes. He must see how glorious it is!<<

"Heya, Khor," Khena says, beaming a smile at her favorite blueling. "How're you two doing today?" Another glob of oil is applied to Mneoth's tail as she speaks, hands moving in small delicate circles, taking their time to rub the oil deep into the hide.

Sua waves over towards the arrival of the familiar bluerider, smile curved still upon her face as she gives him a finger-waggle. "H'lo, Khory!" And whatever name he changed it to, of course, but she still rather enjoys the old name anyways. Skeseth doesn't seem to be much more interested in the water, slipping out after uncoiling his tail from around the 'ling quietly. He gives a leonine stretch, though the wet surface causes him to slip and he gives the floor a loud hiss. Wait, what's that semi-evil brown still doing in the water? Hrm... Perhaps if he was evil enough, he would be this brown's twin. Then he'd be able to call him... Mini-me. No wait, they're mostly the same size. Ah well. And so Rupa climbs out afterwards and goes to get a pail of oil and a paddle.

Kh'ryn nods to Khena, and the others. "We're just fine," he replies, and Zylph head butts the blue rider, as though to say, >>We are not. Rub! Oil! Now!<< He certainly can be demanding. Blond man just grins again, and shrugs his apology. Less talk, more oiling. Opening the jar, he scoops out some of the mixture, and begins to apply it to the dragon's left side; starting at the end of one wing tip, and slowly moving across in rhythmic circles. A wince as he catches the last bit of Zylpheth's comment to the other dragons, and suddenly, he backs away, just in time to miss the tail that comes heading towards his jar-holding hand. "I don't think so.." Kh'ryn states. "You have to be quicker than that, or atleast mask your intentions better... Seems he's not the only one who's poor at blocking his thoughts.

Mneoth thinks to you, >> I bespoke Zylpheth with: Mneoth drowsily answers in his evercalm, everlogical way, >>it is oil, it is good. Human's do not need oil. Khena says so.<< <<

Nezdarvyth goes home.

Samesize-me. Better? Uzasnyth /sprawls/ across the pool, now, splashing Pae absently. The brownlet continues to scrub, now nearing the completion of her lifemate's bath -- woo! "Su-a." Another whine. "Wait for mee-ee and Uuuu-zi. We're almost done!" At about that moment, the brown confirms he has reached the appropriate level of cleanliness, and begins to prowl from the pool. "'Kay, 'kay, I'm goin', Uzi. Gimme a minute! Lemme' get the /oil/, for Cadgwith's sake.." Another chafed rumble from Uzasnyth. Hurry up, Pae.

"No! Mneoth, wake up!" Khena calls out suddenly, quickly putting the lid back on the jar, then pulling at Mneoth's neck (gently, of course), she manages to get the brown back unto his couch. "I told him not to fall asleep in the middle of the floor," she sighs, sitting on the edge of the couch, shaking her head, then crawls into her piled up furs. Somehow the dragonet's drowsiness was infectious.

Mneoth goes into Mneoth's couch. You head into Mneoth's couch.

Skeseth considers that, but yeah... Samesize-me sounds like it might work of course. Ever seen twin dragons? Perhaps Uzasnyth and himself are, but who can really tell. Even if it is noted that it isn't possible. Couh. Anyways, Sua is always one step in front of Pae, not on purpose but because she has a brown awaiting her. "'M waiting for you two, but 'Seth doesn't really like waiting." And the dark brown confirms it with a growl and his tail lashing out impatiently. "See, I brought it all, see?" And she dips the paddle in the pail, slathering a large amount of the oil on his hide.

Zylpheth rolls lazily over on his back. So his plan to cover Kh'ryn in oil didn't work, but now, let's make it harder for him to get his bit done, shall we? Kh'ryn, meanwhile, groans aloud as half-smeared wing dissapears, and belly is offered instead. "How am I supposed to oil you all, if I can't finish even one tiny part before you move again?" Seems this blue is just as bad as some of the kidlets he's tried to care for in the past. Eyes go distant as the two lifemates communicate, and then he smiles. "No no.. Not mad. Just.. You have to stop moving, ok? Just let me do this, and then you can have fun... Promise.." As long as that fun doesn't mean embarassing him, or anything..

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