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Date Posted: 16:25:50 12/22/01 Sat
Author: Channa, Wrelth, Seye
Subject: *Young girl and blue hatchling enter, side by side.*

*Giggling, Channa leads the way up to her sister's personal weyr. "She still has stuff from when I visit, and usually she has a dress or two for me. Ugh, a dress. Oh whell." Self-consciously grinning, the slim girl prowls through S'sha's rooms, Wrelth following and his talons making clicking sounds. One hand still leaning against her heart, a brown flit cradled there, Channa pokes her head into her sister's wardrobe. "Here we go." Careful not to dirty it, she picks out a simple midnight blue dress, ankle-length and without any fancy additions. I like that. It matches me well. "I'm glad you like it," the girl murmurs, scritching Wrelth's eyeridges quickly. "Alright," she adds, laying the dress out on her own small bed, "now for Seye." She snags a small pillow and sets the baby flit on it, letting him doze. "I'm going to give you a little more food Wrelth, then oil you, then I get to pamper myself!" Sounds good to me. I'll take a nap while you bathe. The pair descend again and Channa sneaks to the Bowl, grabs a small bucket, and sprints back while Wrelth soaks in a tub of warm water. "Food!" she cries, and gets knocked on her rump by a hungry dragonet. "Ah! Don't forget to chew!" Wrelth gulps down the meat, chewing occaisonally, before burping. I feel better. I want bathed and oiled! "Alright! Let's do that. Get back in that water, mister!" Channa, obviously feeling a tad giddy, splashes and scrubs her partner's beautiful dark hide clean, before pulling him out -or trying to- and drying him off. Ooh, I itch, I itch! OIL! Apparently, her energetic mood is affecting her lifemate. "OIL!" Channa responds, massaging the vaguely sweet-smelling stuff into the soft, tender hide. Aaaahhhh. Better. Wrelth snuffles at her arm. You smell. "No kidding. I need a bath. I smell like eggshells and sand. C'mon, you can sleep on my bed in S'sha's room while I clean myself up, okay?" Let's go! Laughing, Channa races her blue up the stairs and again, into the Weyrlady's quarters. "Watch the dress!" Move it then. The black-haired girl smoothes the soft dress and drapes it over a chair as Wrelth climbs into her bed, curling up and dozing. "My turn to feel clean and fresh," she murmurs, rubbing oil into a still-sleeping Seye. Once finished with her brown flitter, she dives into a warm bath, taking longer than usual to scrub her tan skin clean. Finally as clean as she'd come, and smelling like flowers and dragons -a surprisingly pleasant combination- Channa emerges, combing back her boyishly short hair and scrubbing the black curls mostly dry. Grinning brightly and bright blue eyes dancing, she slips into the comfortable, loose dress, and compares her color to the freshly-oiled hatchling. "You outshine me, dear heart," she murmurs as Wrelth opens one slowly whirling eye. You look a lot better. And you smell nice. She laughs, "Thank you. Ready?" Don't forget Seye. I like him. "How could I forget this adorable little brown baby?" she coos, picking up the sleepy flit and settling him on her shoulder. Kneeling before her blue, she gives him a big hug, cheek pressed against his supple neck. I love you too, Channa. Practically purring her happiness, the slight girl leads the way down the stairs and towards Igen Weyr, midnight blue dragonet following.*

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