(05.16.2761) HATCHING FEAST- My Friend...The Dragon Rider (Rymeron/Z'ran)

[Allison Herzig]

Wine was a beautiful thing.  Rymeron had gone from pissed off, to merely irritated, to absolutely ecstatic in under a candlemark.  Of course, the hot girls hadn't hurt either.  Turned out, failing to Impress did indeed get you pity sex.  Damn, he loved weyr life!  He wondered if he could get that red headed one to sleep with him next...whatever her name had been.  She'd been making out with another Candidate, last time he spotted her, but it had been what, half a candlemark?  And the kid was like ten?  They'd be done by now.

But...he supposed he was supposed to make an appearance at that fecking Hatching Feast.  It was kind of a party...He guessed.  Plus, ginger might be there and she had been hot.  He thought.  Didn't really remember too well, actually...but...hey, it was a party!

And he had managed to snag a pretty snazzy Hatching Robe.  Sure, it was essentially a sack, but it was a sack that showed off his arms and he did have awesome arms.  AND now he could still get laid.

Stumbling in, Rymeron saw that everyone was already there...but there was no partying!  They were just...eating and talking.  Well, that was boring.  Frowning, he nearly left.  And then he saw him.

"Hey, Ziran!" Rymeron called out with a happy grin, "Didn't see you after the Hatching.  I had sex.  And you got a brown!"

OOC: Yes, Rym is really, really drunk, this is some time after him and Merric went on their little escapade.

[Alex Hines]

OOC: So this happened totally around when I spaced a bit, but I already like where this is going, if you'd care to continue this, I'd happily write up a reply!

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