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Post by Kit on Jan 3, 2011 2:06:41 GMT -5
Arktos entered the classroom with a grin that could be construed as slightly malevolent. It was time for the lesson about sex and mating Flights. Perhaps it was slightly evil of him, but he rather enjoyed shocking all the Hold and Craftbed children with the way things went in the weyr. Still, it was important they had this information now. All their delusions of grandeur aside, it was just probability that a lot of them would Impress blues and greens, and so they needed to know now exactly what that meant before the greens started rising. Once the Flightlust began, there was nothing that could be done. Better to shock them now, so that when the time came, they would be prepared. He schooled his features to calm indifference and waited for everyone to arrive.
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Post by sorra on Jan 3, 2011 8:35:37 GMT -5
Viarnie was curious to see what their lesson would be this time. She had enjoyed the lessons so far and touching the eggs had been amazing. She couldn't believe everything that was happening. The teenager walked into the room. "Hello, Arktos," she said friendly before taking her seat.
Ravis walked in after a few others had gathered. To his surprise he was actually feeling quite happy and had enjoyed lessons so far. And no one had really made fun of his hand yet or shown so much sympathy that it was unbearable. Trig sat quietly on his shoulder as Ravis stepped into the room. He nodded his head at Arktos before taking a seat that was open.
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Post by Mik on Jan 4, 2011 15:22:14 GMT -5
Kanretia was a few stalling moments behind Arktos, knowing what this Lesson entailed and knowing that she would be needed for certain. Not every partner of hers had been a man due to her dragon’s decisions. She admitted that those few times had been awkward at first, but she had managed through them. She perched quietly to the side of the front of the room, an amused expression on her face at what was soon to come, letting Arktos have complete attention until she would be needed later on, Intrigue snooping around on the floor for a crawlie or something.
Veekally entered the Classroom quietly, seating herself toward the back and side of the room. She had not made many friends just yet, but she had made herself known to the crèche so far as her two younger companions were currently residing there. Evergreen eyes studied the CandidateMaster curiously as his grin was unusual, his Assistant’s likewise. She had only known them less than a sevenday now and looks like that had not been seen yet. She idly wondered when they might be going to see the eggs on the Sands since she had found out that it should happen sometime very soon.
Micala stepped into the Classroom amongst some of the other Candidates, confused somewhat by Arktos expression, the Assistant wearing a similar smile as well. Just what was this Lesson going to be about? The hazel-eyed Runner sat down quietly as she picked through her mind for an answer to the ‘Masters’ current behavior. The chalk board held nothing to hint about the Lesson, only the odd expressions of Arktos and Kanretia. Mikay trilled merrily as she said hello to Forge and Intrigue before circling back to land on the desk that her Pet currently sat at, taking to quietly chittering about her Pet’s thoughts to see if she could help any.
Mikan was behind his brothers that day, having been spending some of his freetime at the forge, working on a few simple glass bowls and plates, his tanned cheeks still aglow from the heat of the coals as he worked. His dirty-blonde bangs were in his eyes as he had yet to fix his hairpiece to get them to stay back for a little while. Pausing briefly to catch the looks on Arktos and his mother’s faces, he was curious about what this Lesson would hold. Either they were going to be doing something fun or something that he would rather not be doing. He was hoping for the former over the latter as he took a seat next to the Holder’s daughter, giving her a stray grin of ‘hello’.
Tialar was just behind two of his brothers in arriving, charcoal smudges on his fingers and cheek and his sketchpad in his arm. He had not had the time to take it back to the Barracks before this Lesson, but he was going to show up on time no matter what. A brief glance about the room with his dark eyes and he headed for an empty seat toward the front, giving Arktos and his mother a curious look at their expressions. What were they going to teach today?
Kanlar and Laret arrived together, both lads having been at the stables, cleaning out stalls. Neither of them minded the task. It was all part of owning runnerbeasts. Both brothers had straw still stuck in their hair here and there from Pip’s antics and somehow winding up in a game of who could fling straw and muck the furthest into the muck heap. Needless to say, they both remotely smelled of runnerbeast and muck, but neither cared. That’s what baths were for before bed. Taking seats next to each other, Pip zipped around in greeting to everyone already present before returning to land on his Pet’s shoulder and gaze around for something to occupy his time while his Pet behaved for the black cousin’s handler.
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Post by taenia on Jan 7, 2011 15:36:06 GMT -5
Ranelli was, as always, ontime for her lessons. She still favoured her new life and felt it exciting... She sat in the room with the normal smile on her face, acting inthe normal why whilst she waited to find out what the lesson would encompass.
She watched as some of the others came in, smiling at each and everyone of them.. she didn't quite know them yet, but was trying to time to try and remember their names.
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Post by Kendrall on Jan 10, 2011 10:28:49 GMT -5
Mordecai made his way into the classroom, and noted quite a few Candidates were already present by the time he arrived. But one look at the Candidate Master's face, and the young Harper suspected this wouldn't be a fun lesson. Not like the last one where he'd spent a good deal of time kneeling at that one Egg in Chrysoberyth's clutch. No, this was different, and oddly enough he couldn't explain why.
He tried to take note of the other Candidates: Viarnie, Ravis, Kanretia, Veekally, Micala, Mikan, Tialar, Kanlar, Laret, and Ranelli. Nodding his head and offering a polite, soft greeting to each of them, Mordecai finally turned to give his full attention to Arktos and bowed his head in deference to the man. But he couldn't shake the feeling this lesson was going to test his very resolve. He needed to focus. On what? Tara hadn't made her way into the classroom yet; he could easily get lost in those eyes of hers yet still give half an ear to whatever lesson was being taught. He was good like that, the ability to multi-task when needed. Truthfully, he'd rather go exploring through the lower caverns of the Weyr with the Handler than to sit in a classroom environment.
Muttering softly to himself, Mordecai simply shook his head as he prepared to take notes...
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Post by Kit on Jan 10, 2011 13:13:42 GMT -5
Gailardian arrived later than usual, hoping to avoid Lirona's constant pestering. He didn't know why she insisted on following him around especially since she was way to young for him, but it was getting on his nerves.. Seriously. He slunk into the back of the room, glancing up to see the evil smile on Arktos's face. A quiet groan escaped his lips, he knew what lesson this was. He slumped into his chair. Of course Lirona switched seats to sit by him.
"What's your problem? Does it have something to do with fact that the Candidate Master looks like a feline contemplating a mouse?"
"It's not a very fun lesson," Gailardian replied somewhat miserably.
Arktos looked over at Kanretia, wondering how she felt about having this lesson with her sons as Candidates. Well, she didn't look upset.. In fact she had a similar look of evil amusement. He walked over and shut the door so that no passerby would happen to overhear. "So today we're going to talk about mating flights and implications on sexual relations in the weyr. How many of you have seen a Flight or been around during a Goldflight? If anyone has, then I want you to tell the class what happened."
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Post by sorra on Jan 10, 2011 20:23:40 GMT -5
Kikaya quietly slipped in and sat at the back of the room. Kikikaa had spoken with Arktos and Kanretia about the girl sitting in on this lesson. She hadn't learned any of this while at the rebel Weyr and Ralith would be rising soon. She was still nervous about that and she couldn't help it. The girl listened quietly. She wondered if a red flight was anything like a gold flight.
Ravis and Viarnie shook their heads. Neither of them had experienced a gold flight yet. Although both of their eyes widened when Arktos said what the lesson was about. Ravis was a bit nervous. What could they possibly have to learn? Viarnie on the other hand was listening intently while trying not to fidget.
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Post by taenia on Jan 14, 2011 17:50:45 GMT -5
She watched as the last few candidates joined them, returning the smile to the male candidate.. Mordecai she thought his name was, but hadn't had a chance to actually speak to him yet..
The topic title caught Ranelli's attention, and she found herself feeling slightly embarassed just be the mention of it. In her hold up bringing, she'd encountered a sexual relationship before, it hadn't been available to her until after she had 'married' ...Tardol would have been her first, if she hadn't run away from the wedding.. Even in the few turns that they had been together, their relationship hadn't been initmate.. it wasn't allowed to be, and even if it was.. she hadn't been comfortable with it.. and she still wasn't, in anyway.
Despite her feelings of embarasment, Ranelli still found herself 'listening' in inticipation of what would be said, both curious and worried at the same time.. what effect did a gold fligh have on one? She'd not been around the weyr too long, and had certainly not experienced a gold flight before..
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Post by sorra on Jan 17, 2011 8:55:27 GMT -5
Bresala flushed slightly as she slipped into the room late. She hadn't meant to. The young girl slid into a chair at the back of the room. Her eyes widened when she heard what the topic was going to be. She had never been near a dragon flight let alone a gold flight. She wouldn't know the first thing about them. And she definitely hadn't been with anyone. She was way too shy for that. At least she thought she was.
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Post by Jammi on Jan 17, 2011 22:51:05 GMT -5
Tara was running late again. As usual she knew the time of the lesson, and had even checked the marked candle regularly to make sure she had left in plenty of time. Now this time wasn't because of her leaving late, nor was it because of a runaway pup, nope this time was due to her own feet getting her lost. No matter how many times she had taken this same route, there was always one wrong turn she managed to take. Well today instead of one, it was two and both seemed to just make matters worse. So what could Tara do but enter the lesson late? After a mumbled apology, Tara moved towards a seat in the back. Granted she wasn't all that late this time around, but still, as usual she would be given some nasty chore in punishment. Shaking her head in a soft rebuke at her own misguided feet, Tara tried to tune into the lesson.
Luck was finally smiling on her when she realized the lesson had just started. But what the lesson was covering wasn't as easy to adjust to. Lust, dragons and mating. Oh Tara knew the basics, for one doesn't grow up on a farm and not know such things, nor was she as shy about it as some of her classmates where given the blushes spreading throughout the room. Nope the only problem the tomboy had was the fact that it was a male teaching the lesson. Back at home Mama had told her the facts of life, even though the girl had known such things from her lessons in beast-craft. The fact that a male, especially one with a smug smile, was teaching the lesson topic instead of one of the lady riders was Tara's problem. Surely there were things that a male just wouldn't understand about the intricacies of love?
Speaking of such foolish notions, Tara could feel a pair of eyes darting over her direction every few seconds. Now who could be so bold? Surely her tomboy ways had scared off most of the boys in her class, so why would anyone be stealing glances at her? The blush that was stealing around the room lit the girl's cheeks as Arktos asked if anyone could explain what happened during a queen's Flight. Since timing had been on Tara's side, she had been lucky enough to miss the last Flight. But maybe someone else had managed to be here and could explain things for her... Just maybe.
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Post by Kendrall on Jan 18, 2011 9:20:41 GMT -5
Ranelli returned his smile, and Mordecai blushed slightly before the Candidate Master's words captured his attention. "So today we're going to talk about mating flights and implications on sexual relations in the weyr. How many of you have seen a Flight or been around during a Goldflight? If anyone has, then I want you to tell the class what happened." Mordecai tried to will himself lower into his chair. This was the lesson he'd been dreading. The sexuality lesson. He'd never been one to consider the possibility of being with another man under the furs - in fact, he wasn't quite sure how he would handle it - but trying to justify what amounted to "sleeping around" with whomever as a result of a Dragonflight? That was something he'd have to think about. Mordecai wasn't one to go chasing after the girls; rather, he preferred exploring the vast network of caverns underneath the Weyr. If there was one girl he'd prefer to chase, well...
He heard a commotion in the back of the room, and he spared a quick glance in that direction. A girl slipped in - Bresala, he thought her name was - and shortly after her was Tara. The Harper quickly turned back around and nearly dropped his hide parchment. Tara was late again, and Mordecai always winced whenever she was handed extra chores as her punishment. He devoutly wished she would be a bit more attentive, but there wasn't much he could do to change her mind. Still, it was her very presence in the room that gave him a bit of a thrill, and the Harper shot furtive glances in her every so often. He was smitten with the Handler, all right. That last glance in her direction earned him a reward - Tara was blushing. It actually enhanced her physical attractiveness, at least in his opinion, and Mordecai tried to fight the grin from creeping onto his lips and into his cheeks.
But to the lesson at hand. Mordecai waited to see if anyone would give an answer first...
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Post by Kit on Jan 18, 2011 19:38:20 GMT -5
The room was silent, except for shuffling of feet, and the small sounds that the Candidates made as they shot each other furtive glances. Even Gailardian was sunk low in his chair, and Kanretias children were silent. Two Candidates came in late, one was Tara again. Arktos decided to have Kanretia talk to her, she seemed a bit intimidated by him, which was just as well, but if something was wrong, he needed to know.
"Well, I see that all of your tongues appear to have fallen out. In that case, I will speak about my experiences, which I am sure you are all dying to hear about my love life, and Kanretia will also speak, given that she rides a female dragon. As I'm sure you are all aware, I have been through mating Flights as an unbonded person, a rider of a brown dragon, and after my dragon was killed, I became the charming wherhandler you see today," he grinned, waggling his eyebrows in attempt to rouse laughter from his students.
"Now, a Gold rises about every one to two years, and silvers rise once a year. From firelizards, we can tell you that what happens is very similar for both colors. For a week or two before the Flight, the dragon will often be irritable and out of sorts and her hide may appear brighter. She may be flirtier than usual. On the day that she rises, she usually wakes up from sleep furious and glowing like she swallowed a glowbasket. She'll think she's hungry and go down to the feeding Grounds, it's her riders job to make sure she only drinks blood or else she'll be too heavy to fly."
"Meanwhile, all the males brown and above will be gathering around. They blood their kills by instinct and snap at each other while they wait for the Queen to launch. All the riders go to the weyr of the female and gather around the female's rider. If you don't want your dragon to chase the Queen you have to leave the weyr. The Queen spreads her emotions on such a wide band that it affects everyone in the weyr. Children and weyrlings are usually taken from the weyr to avoid causing them emotional damage. Adults are on their own. The emotions of a Goldflight are very strong, and can only be ignored by the string-willed, or very drunk. I have done it, and it is not any fun. However, getting sucked into the emotions of the Flight has it's own consequences. You may find yourself doing things you've never done before with people you never thought you'd do them with, the desire is that strong. If you have a weyrmate, of course, it can be quite a bit of fun, because it amplifies emotions and sensations, and tends to erase any natural shyness." Arktos smiled a pleasant and secretive smile, and those who knew him saw that he was thinking of his own weyrmate, the greenrider Kiyoni.
"But the emotions for the participants of the Flight are even stronger. Whichever rider is bonded to the dragon that wins will end up sleeping with the rider of the female regardless of personal preference. The bond to your dragon is so close that to deny those desires could distract the dragon enough to drive it between. And the losers of the Flight often walk out in such a state that they will latch on to the first person that looks amenable. In fact, lonely riders often wait outs the doors to catch such desperate persons, especially if they've had their eye on one in particular. It's hard to describe the strength of such emotions before you've experienced them, and you may occasionally find that you have bedded someone that you hate personally, or is of a different gender than what you may be attracted to usually. It's a very confusing experience. However, you must know it advance that this has happened to every rider before, no one will look down on you for it, and no one expects you to continue a relationship with this person unless you want to. If a child is concieved, the mother is allowed to decide what she wants to do, and the father has no responsibility unless he wants it. If the female rider doesn't want the child she may abort," he winced, "or leave the babe in the weyr crèche, where he or she will be well cared for until they reach the age of Candidacy. All children of riders have a right to Stand as long as they are of age. Now, questions before we move onto the smaller colors?"
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Post by sorra on Jan 18, 2011 20:45:12 GMT -5
Viarnie's eyes widened as she listened to Arktos. Was it true that a flight could really make you do things that you wouldn't normally? She couldn't see why Arktos would lie to them. She shivered a bit. Flights sound exhilarating but scary too. She didn't even want to think about ending up with a male. She wasn't sure she could handle that. But she might not even have to worry about that. If she didn't Impress then she could always go back with the Traders. Although deep down she hoped to Impress.
Ravis' face paled. He had never thought of the possibility of ending up with a male or even someone that he didn't like. These flights definitely sounded powerful. And kind of scary if he was honest. He glanced over at where Shem was sitting. He wondered what she thought of all this.
Bresala sat quietly. She had heard a bit about flights, but still. She had never really thought about it. She glanced over at her brother before turning her attention back to Arktos. It appeared that there was no way to avoid embarrassment totally. She folded her arms and just listened. Would she be able to handle that if she did Impress? Well, she'd just have to wait a see.
Kikaya shook her head as she listened. She knew her brother had already experienced flights with his blue and she had gone though Chyrsoberyth's flight, but she had a feeling that was totally different. And what would Ralith's flight be like for her? She was kind of nervous to ask though. But then again she knew that Arktos had been through this kind of thing and Kikikaa had suggested that she come and listen and learn.
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Post by taenia on Jan 22, 2011 13:58:02 GMT -5
Ranelli was shocked, to say the least.. in fact, part of her denied that any dragon could enforce such feelings on anyone! Surely, nothing could make you do...that. Surely? She hoped to herself, the idea of having sexual relationships with someone whom she wasn't going to married had always been frowned upon in her upbringing, and Ranelli was finding it very, very difficult to change her outlook on that tradition.
Her mother had always said that weyrfolk were.. improper with their relationships and.. had many relations with many people, and up until now Ranelli hadn't really seen any reason to believe that particular point in her mother's view, until now.. now it sounded like perhaps Lady Ellimae had been right, and Ranelli wasn't sure she could cope with that...
The ex-holder sat very still and very quiet on her seat torn in many different ways, and filled up confusion. For the first time since coming to the weyr, Ranelli was starting to doubt her abilty to be a successful dragonrider. She had thrown herself into her lessons previously trying to make sure that she would make herself the best she could be.. aiming not to let down the weyrwoman who had stood so strongly beside her. She didn't want to let her down, but was now wondering... could she actually change her ways enough to be able to do this.. ...afterall, Arktos had mentioned that a dragon could be driven between on a flight.. what if she caused that? Uncertainty continued to plague Ranelli as she tried, but struggled to pay attention to the rest of the lesson..
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Post by Mik on Jan 25, 2011 12:59:36 GMT -5
Kanretia looked around the classroom for a volunteer and was not surprised that she did not see one. Her boys had not shown up until after the last gold flight and so they had never truly experienced one as they had all been too young to really be affected by them in the past when they were in the Weyr. The blushes told her of whom would be bothered about the Lesson’s teachings and other expressions showed just who would enjoy the facts given, like her boys Mikan and Kanlar…She grinned at Arktos’ next words, unafraid to speak of her experiences, even the uncomfortable ones. That was what happened in Weyrlife and she still found a way to enjoy it. She noted the young rebel rider at the back of the room and tried to read her expression on the impacts of flights.
Veekally blushed ever so slightly. She had never really been given the sex talk as her caravan had been destroyed by the Rebel Riders before her parents could tell her anything. She supposed she would have to learn some time and so she schooled her expression while shaking her head in answer to Arktos’ question as to if she had experienced a flight or not. At Arktos’ words, Veekally turned her head slightly to the side. The WeyrlingMaster had had a dragon once? She had not known that. She needed to learn a little more about these things, she thought. Veekally squirmed slightly at Arktos’ explanation of the impacts of flights. You slept with the first person that crossed your path? That would be very uncomfortable. She had no questions, somewhat embarrassed to ask any had she had one.
Micala blushed when she realized just what the Lesson was about. Mating flights? She had never experienced one and had never had a liking toward anyone in particular to know what the meaning of any sort of affection was. Even Mikay had yet to Rise to mate at two turns old, so she had no idea of even how a firelizard’s flight affected their master. Arktos’ next words deepened the blush on Micala’s cheeks. Yes, her WeyrlingMaster was handsome in his own way, she supposed. Micala sunk lower in her chair. He had mentioned one’s connection to a firelizard and she had yet to experience a flight with Mikay. The thought that she could end up with another girl did not sit too well with her either. That would be far too embarrassing!
No blush or feeling of discomfort touched Mikan’s features as he grinned at the explanation of what they were going to learn today. This was one of his favorite subjects though he had never managed to bed anyone yet. Kanlar always whisked them away when he was just about to get that far. He cast an evil grin toward his second youngest brother at the idea. Mikan sobered only slightly at Arktos’ reference to his dragon. He knew that the man was dragonless. His mother had been certain to tell him that so that he at least behaved somewhat around the now black wherhandler. He made a face at the idea of sleeping with another guy. That was just crazy! He did not swing that way for sure!
Tialar blushed ever so slightly at Arktos’ words. He really did not want to be discussing this. He was too shy as it was to even approach a girl he fancied. Tialar sunk a little lower in his chair. The idea of sleeping with someone was bad enough, but the thought of the other person being another guy was a little worrisome to him. He knew that it happened, thanks to his mother’s odd occurrences, but still!
Kanlar grinned, glancing toward his oldest brother, already guessing at what was running through the older GlassSmith’s thoughts. He had yet to bed another, but he had gotten far closer to it than Mikan had and he reveled in knowing that he was better than his older brother in some area of life. Kanlar’s grin faltered somewhat at the idea of sleeping with another guy. He knew it happened in a Weyr, but it would be awful weird to him for it to happen. He only had an eye for the ladies.
Laret blushed a little at Arkots’ explanation. He had yet to start fancying anyone, but he knew that it would eventually happen. Either way, he would go with it and hope for the best results. Pip had chased a few times, so he knew a little bit about the feelings of lust, though he knew that dragons had a far greater impact than firelizards did. Laret sunk in his chair, Pip chirruping curiously at the swing in emotions he just felt in his Pet. The little blue stepped closer to his Pet, trying to figure out just what had caused the sudden mood change. The lad did not like the idea of sleeping with another guy for any reason…
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