Who

K'mine

What

Just Vedziyath doing Vedziyath things a little brighter than usual.

Profanity

When

It is evening of the fourth day of the fourth month of the fifteenth turn of the 12th pass. It is the sixty-fourth day of Spring and 75 degrees. As the night wears on, the storm blows itself out leaving the night clear and bright and full of stars.

Where

Igen Weyr - R'kyr's Mom's Room

OOC Date 16 Oct 2018 07:00

 

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R'kyr's Mom's Room

Just past the heavy curtains is a weyr adorned simple, with light colors to contrast the red of Igen. A few small tapestries hang from the walls, just gradients of soft golds and blues, resembling the glow of daylight with the way they're arranged. A large circular rug sits in the middle of the room, in sea foam hues free of design. A wide couch sits here, cream in color, with a pair of arm chairs facing inward towards a heavy dark stained wooden table. On the table, naturally, is a giant cream hued doily. Off to the left is a small loom and stool with a tall cabinet to store items of the rider's former trade. The right? A small table and a pair of chairs, tucked off to the side and out of the way with another matching cabinet. A smaller alcove sits in the back, blocked off from view by a standing screen with the depiction of firelizards threaded in white over a canvas of midnight, away from prying eyes where a bed and other personal items likely resides. The same midnight hues adorn heavy pillows on the couches and chairs, as well as a knit blanket draped over the back of the couch, offering some resemblance of comfort to an otherwise boring and cleanly scrubbed place.


With the changing of the seasons, Arroyo finds no shortage of work to do. More people are going outside and getting into more trouble, and nature along with it. After a long day, paperwork complete and submitted, gear cleaned and stowed, K'mine can finally settle down for the night. He pads into his weyr, shoulders slumped and he yawns heavily as he moves to his couch. In the darkness, he just closes his eyes to ease the building ache behind them and he rests while duty allows. Vedziyath is freshly cleaned and resting comfortably in her couch…

Or so he thought.

Blinding, the lights assault those green eyes as though a spotlight has been shining directly on them. K'mine frowns, but waits to see what madness this is because chaos is usually his dragons fault. The lights withdraw, and they're replaced with a row of warm golden lights, illuminating a stage. "Ved, I-I’m really NOT in the mood for this shit right now."

The stage roars to live with blinding blue and white lights flickering upon the stage, like the days light over a distance sea. The warmth of the greens mental heat begins to permeate through.

« See the line where the sky meets the sands? It calls me~ And no one knows, how far it goes~ If the wind in my sails on the dunes stays behind me~ One day I'll know, if I go there's just no telling how far I'll go~ »

"Please don’t do this." The lights abruptly blink out. Inviting the darkness but the stage still stays lit until the lights flare back to life, alternating hues of reds, yellow and orange neon lights creating a wall of flames upon the stage.

« BE A MAN! We must be swift as a coursing river »

"No. Stop."

« BE A MAN! With the force of a great typhoon »

"PLEASE"

« BE A MAN! With all the strength of a raging fire »

"VED."

« Mysterious as the dark side of the MOOOOOOONS! »

Those blinding multitude of over saturated colorful lights finally fade to black, including the stage. The greenrider takes in a deep breath and just waits, quietly, his teeth grinding and lips pressed to a fine line. Beads of glistening sweat sit upon his aching brow. K'mine just waits, one deep exhale only when he finally feels safe to just let his mind rest and look for that precious sleep…

"Thank Faranth." Until a low green pulsating light begins to glow. Then it grows brighter, brighter, brighter, now blues and whites mingling into the fray. A brilliant white light sits right in the center, like the moon just under the oceans glassy surface.

« Under the sea~ Under the sea! Darling it's better down where it's wetter~ Take it from me! »

"Are you fucking shitting me?!"

« And it's nothing like I've ever known before~ Love is an open dooooooor~ »

The barrage of lights finally fade to black once more, including the lights upon the stage. Nothing but complete darkness… Complete silence. A spotlight comes to life. Sitting on center stage is a peculiar sight, something that only brings the man's veins rising in anger and his face flushed red. A unicorn plushie (def has a bow tie), a strange bottle and a box of tissues? K'mine's eyes open wide and he pushes himself upright, tilting his head towards the entrance of his weyr with venom and

"OH, FUCK NO. NO. DON’T ENCOURAGE HIM. DON’T DO IT!"

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