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Date Posted: 19:35:33 04/02/05 Sat
Author: Wessae~Shrineth
Subject: Filled to the brim with girlish glee, eh? Yay!
In reply to: T'bel - Quilth 's message, "Teehee..." on 18:48:00 04/02/05 Sat

Wessae watches T'bel rise, not quite willing or able to take her own advice. Instead, she admires the physique of her new weyrmate as he moves about in his task. A slow grin lights across her face as a mischeivious thought dances through her head. He really was tanned all over, wasn't he? And he looked perfectly at home in his skin as well, just altogether...right somehow. She's marveling about this when the announcement comes. She's surprised for a moment, but the look is quickly obliterated by one of pure delight and wonderment. She couldn't have dreamed up a more perfect fellow then T'bel, that's for sure!

Rising carefully herself, for she is still cradling her own egg, she gently kisses the shell and then deposits the egg next to T'bel's in his jacket. "I hope you don't mind," she murmurs to him as she steps past him to take her bath, a trailing hand reaching out to fleetingly caress his arm on the way in. The bath is pure heaven, and she scrubs every inch, from head to toe, laying her head back and sighing with relief. Her fingers dig into her massive pile of dark hair and scrub that too, it had been neglected for a little while and washing it felt wonderful. Toweling off, she drains the tub dry, scrubs it out a bit, and refills it with clean water, setting fresh scrubbing sand nearby. In addition, in case he needs another one, she places a towel within easy reach.

"Your bath is ready, T'bel," she says in exactly the same tone as he had used, curtseying in the towel that's clinging to her frame. It looks just as silly, but she's grinning with the fun of it. "I do hope you enjoy." Heading to her clothing drawers, she fusses and sorts to find good clean clothes to put on. The clothes from yesterday, dirty and yes, a little bit torn, are piled in a heap like a shed skin. She feels she indeed HAS shed her skin, life before the flight and this wonderful discovery is like a distant memory, and the clean things she dons now are the new and iridescent beginnings of a second life.

Shrineth? Are you hungry, love? Do you need oiling or a bath? Wessae feels warm again all over at the emotions running through the gold's mind as she dozes with Quilth. Eyes flicker open and the azure color of the gold's standard, stable mood meets Wessae's gaze. The two share a bit of a knowing, pleased smile as the Weyrwoman steps over to give her lifemate an eyeridge scratch. Careful not to disturb Quilth, she merely stands in silent communication with her dragon.

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