[PRP] The Mom Friend [Zelaya/Laasya]

[ShinosBee]

Sweeping was something Zelaya was good at. Very good at. Quiet menial chores weren't glamorous, but they were easy, and not taxing like being social or lessons could be. The hustle and bustle of the weyr would just die away beneath the gentle swish of the broom and the repetitive motions of her arms. It also made sweeping larger areas easier, just melting into one long soothing session. Rider weyrs were one of her favorite places to sweep, of late, though not for the same reasons she thought most candidates preferred them.

She didn't thrill at the thought of seeing a dragon up close. Didn't hope to learn any secrets on how to appeal to a dragonet from the rider. No, what she liked was that most often than not, it only took one person to sweep them...and the riders were rarely in them. The solitude, itself, was what she enjoyed. And even if she wasn't exactly keen on dragons themselves, they left behind an almost spicy scent that wasn't unappealing.

And so the young candidate found herself breathing deep the smell of some dragon—blue or green, going by the size of the couch in the weyr's corner—as she finished up her efforts to leave the place's floor spotless. It'd taken her right up to the edge of her free time window...and so she lingered, just a moment or two longer than usual. She'd been sweeping this particular weyr for almost a month now...but hadn't ever really looked around. Distantly she wondered, just what sort of person lived here... Ah well.

~Kiana_Nala~

 

[~Kiana_Nala~]

Flying was the most exhilarating feeling that seemed to set the soul feel. Or at least that's what Laasya thought as she sat upon her dragon who was showing off for all the candidates milling about and any others who wished to bask in his presence. She laughed and patted his neck in affection. "Feeling extra showy today, love?" She affectionately asked her blue dragon who sent warm feelings through their bond. "It's good to grace them with my presence now and then. They love it." He replied, his mind seeking out a few people who indulged the blue dragon with waves as he looped gracefully above them at a leisurely pace. Laasya meerely shook her head in response. What was she to say to that? "Let's head back now." Laasya sent through their bond as she encouraged him to take them back to their room. Nusueth huffed in exasperation at his rider before slowly sweeping back towards the Weyr where their room was located.

Not more than ten minutes later the pair could be seen from anyone residing nearby as they landed on the ledge that enabled the blue to get them back easily into the home. "You did a great job today my dear." She cooed, stroking his head before cuddling it momentarily. Nusueth sent his returning affection through their bond before his eyes seemed to lock on a form located near the window just inside the living room--as his rider referred to it as. "What do we have here?" He asked with glee. Another adorning fan to faun over him? Nusueth laid down gracefully with his feet crossed over one another before laying his head upon them. Almost as if to say, look at me I'm beautiful and graceful.

Laasya whipped around with her body pressed against her dragon for support before her eyes settled upon the slight figure of a girl. Well, who was this?! A grin quickly spread across her lips as she ran towards the girl shouting, "hello there! I'm Laasya, who might you b---" She had begun to say before she tripped and fell face first in front of the stranger.

ShinosBee

I hope you can tell, but the green is Laasya talking. XD

 

[ShinosBee]

The sudden arrival of a dragon (a blue! the curious part of her mind chirped, keen to have at least one question answered) startled Zelaya nearly out of her boots. Had she been adrift in her own mind that long? Would she get in trouble for being caught loitering in someone else's weyr, any further chores forgotten? Her hands tightened unconsciously around the broom's handle, pale eyes flicking between the blue dragon (which had noticed her, and seemed fixated, intense...) and the...woman?

She hadn't known women rode blue dragons.

Well, she'd heard of it, but it was...an anomaly, to her. Something strange and nontraditional, which instantly made her even more wary of the rider, as well as the odd blue that wouldv'e chosen a woman. At last the blue seemed to relax, laying down rather than charging her, though it was still staring, those huge, faceted eyes locking her in place...Though that did little to avert Zelaya's instinct to take a step back when the rider woman ran at her instead. She was shouting something, but it all passed in a flash, and then...oh.

The woman had...uhm. That must have hurt, on the stone floor. In a breath all the tension seemed to bleed out of the candidate in a small breath that was almost a laugh, if you listened hard enough and used your imagination. "Are...you alright?" She knelt down, the broom still in her hands, unsure if she ought to reach out to touch the stranger, or if that might only hurt more. "Should, uhm. Can your dragon send for a healer?" She glanced back at the lounging blue. Well. If the rider was hurt, he probably wouldn't be that relaxed...right?

~Kiana_Nala~