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Date Posted: 19:39:49 03/12/03 Wed
Author: T'yin and Viouth
Subject: Comment est-ce qui vous sentez en vivant?
In reply to: Peth and J'neli 's message, "Whee... Emotional Rush... and I much prefer this to that of D'tir..." on 22:44:57 03/10/03 Mon

Higher. Ever more strongly do powerful green pinions beat against the air that almost seems to hinder her as Viouth rockets upwards, neck outstretched and snout breaking the wind like a hot knife slicing butter. Half-lulled and half-encouraged by Peth's love-sick chorus, the blue's voice barely reaching her in her speed. Somewhere in her mind, where sanity has not fled, she knows that it will only take one arc, and one dive downwards. That will be it. No surprise stumbles her wings as she suddenly feels Peth's mind, oh so deliciously close to her own, and with little effort she also feels J'neli, almost as well as T'yin. Is this what it's like to have a weyrmate? she wonders without thinking, a simple emotion-question half-formed in her mind and let drift back to the blue, almost as though to let him peruse it and tell her his conclusions. But all of this is only a passing moment, a mere glimpse, a lull in the passion.

And like a wave, lust crashes into the green once more, flooding her body and coating her emerald form with the bright glow of health and desire. The temporary stabilization of her speed is tossed away as refuse, and the green's velocity steadily increases once more, wings beating ever stronger, sending her ever higher. The air begins to thin, but being an average-sized green she is not bothered by this abrupt lack of buoyancy, and a triumphant bugle is screamed into the head-wind:

Prove yourself as the fastest blue in all of Pern!

T'yin is there for every blissful, arrogant second - he can feel every wingstroke strain his muscles, every lusty song rip out of his throat with unparalleled passion, and the very air thin around him as he soars into the skies and seemingly reaches out towards space. And at the same time... he remains reasonably motionless on the ground... hand clenching and returning the pressure. Somehow, the greenrider is exquisitely aware of everything at once-- the musky smell of dragon, the wind rushing past, Peth's song, J'neli's matching hum, the electrifying touch of skin on skin, the sheer intoxicating nearness of the bluerider, and Peth's pursuit, just out of reach. Unlike other flights, T'yin does not panic, nor does he resist the emotions surging through him any longer. Desire cascading from above, it's really all the greenrider can do to grip J'neli's hand and stay still, shoulders twitching ever so often with a particularly powerful wingbeat.

And Viouth flies ever higher.

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