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Date Posted: 19:48:50 01/06/05 Thu
Author: Pup-ness
Subject: I promised you! He's my naughty boy

Insolent Fool
NAMED
K’mir

AGED
Thirty-two

GENDER
Male

APPEARANCE

Clothing
Red tunics, black slacks, and calf-high boots. However, he likes to leave his tunic off, and unbutton his white shirt most of the way down.

Weapons
Boot dagger, crossbow

Height
Six foot three

Hair
Shoulder length, blond curly

Eyes
Green

Nose shape
Beakish.

Basically very muscular,

Personality
He is a very amorous man. He is a perfect match for a green or blue, but he acts as if he rides the Weyrleader’s bronze. He prefers male flight mates, but when he came to a weyr that housed several female blue riders, he was all ‘bring it on’

History
Kimir was born of a brown rider and a fourteen Turn old Holdbred girl. He never knew his mother, having been fostered as soon as he was born. His father took over his training sometimes when he Turned seven, and K’mir learned basic Smithing. When he was sixteen Turns old, Kimir was allowed to Stand at Hatching. He didn’t take that time, but he was flown to another clutch at a nearby Weyr. He attached to green Smith, and has never looked back.

K’mir was put into weyrling lessons, and learned all about Flights. As a green rider, he had to take copious notes on what to expect in a flight, and whom he should go to if he encountered a rider who acted out of order during such a flight. His studies also included lectures by ex-riders who had lost their greens due to flight fights.

Smith developed her wings, and her hide deepened to a glorious early twilight emerald. Finally, while K’mir was watching a few of the Weyrbrats as a favor to a fellow weyrling, he heard the screeches of a green going into flight. He herded the weyrbrats to a kitchen Auntie, and headed to the flight grounds. A straggling bunch of five riders crowded around the twenty Turn old man, and Smith took flight.
Thirty minutes later, the flight was over, Smith drowning in the affections of a bronze. K’mir and the rider adjourned to the flight weyr, and it faded to black.

K’mir and the rider did not stay together very long, nor did Smith and the bronze. K’mir under went several flights, and then he discovered possibly the best invention of all. Stand-in flight companions. That is, he discovered the fact that women were there to do more than cook and clean. He kind of went a little overboard though. He became convinced that all women were there for him to do with as he chose, and Smith became unhappy. Smith was a sweet dragon, and very sensitive. She didn’t like the way her rider was treating the female drudges that came within a room of him.

So, Smith and K’mir transferred. Several times, in fact. Finally, they ended up at a weyr where female blue riders were allowed. Smith hit her cycle, and went into flight. Several blues, a brown, and a bronze went after her. But she became entranced with blue Myth. She allowed him to fly her, and in her rapture, didn’t notice the fact that K’mir was acting at his worst, having an excuse. Myth was the first dragon she stayed with, and the two were together for over a Turn. Then, Maria dropped a bomb on them. She was pregnant. K’mir left, not wanting to deal with a child. Smith had to go with him, but she never wanted to. She wanted to stay and look after a little child. Seeing as how she was a green, that pleasure was denied her. But she always enjoyed being with younglings.

K’mir has since then only had male flight mates. He has forgotten the touch of a woman, and sweet passion. He still has an oil painting though. Of him and his only female weyrmate, Maria. Maria was in Gather finery, and he was in smith’s clothing. It has a place of honor on his bedside table, as well as a shard of Smith’s shell.

Now he is transferred to New Isle. He spent several sevendays getting drunk, then Smith made a surprising announcement. Myth was there. And where there’s Myth, there’s Maria. He intends to see her again. He has forgotten how he acted when Maria was his weyrmate, and how frightened she became. Deep down, he knows that he would do the same thing if he sees Maria again. He’s just hidden it, and hidden it well.


Loving discomfort
NAME
Smith
AGE
Sixteen
Gender
Female
Color
Green

Exact description.

Smith was born a dusty green color, kind of like spring-green leaves in a late frost. Her wings are longer than her body, which makes her a little awkward on the ground. In the air, she is not as agile as others of her rank, but she has more stamina. As she aged, her color deepened and intensified. By the time she turned four, she was an emerald color, much like a polished emerald when seen through dusty twilight light. Her wings are, however, more dusky than her body.

Personality

Smith is a sweet dragon. The sweetest there is. And when she chose K’mir, he matched her. Now, he’s changed. She doesn’t like that at all.
Her greatest wish is to be able to see Myth again. He is like her second soul mate; K’mir, then Myth. She also likes Maria, but is afraid that K’mir and Maria won’t get along. She is also a little worried by the fact that she recently learned that Korea, now K’rea, has Impressed. A blue.

Pets

Tender child
NAME
Jam
AGE
Five
GENDER
Female
APPEARANCE
Five inches tall at the shoulder, and about nine inches long, Jam has a broken calico pattern. Her coat is rich black, gold, and has highlights of red where the sun has bleached the paler gold. Her neck is white, as is her belly fur, and under her jaw. Her front legs are black, her left hind leg is gold, and her right hind leg is white. Her tail is long and the color of her main coat.
PERSONALITY
She is more of a lap kitty than anything else. Jam will hunt every so often, but she is a lazy feline. She loves to sun herself, and right now, she has a reason. All is ready for her pending kittens.


Passionate Hunter
NAME
Maria
NICKNAME
Ria
AGE
Eight
GENDER
Female
SPECIES
Feline
APPEARANCE
Ria is nine inches tall at the shoulder, and twelve inches long. She is a pale gold color, mostly bleached various colors. She has patches of white, pale red, copper, and some black where the sun bleached her.
PERSONALITY
She is a hunting kitty. If she sees so much as a tunnel snake dropping, she goes into a fury. This is very useful in keeping a clean Weyr. She hunts most of her own food, but comes to K’mir for the warmth of his hearth, and the love that she gets.

K’mir likes to take his kitties out in the woods. Ria stalks prey far too large for her to bring down, and Jas likes to stay in a basket K’mir has for her, or in his arms, or walk next to him.

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