M'ko doesn't roll his eyes, ooooh no. Well, he does, but he's grinning, too. "Do you always put too much sweetner in your klah?"

Decata blinks quiet innocently, "Sweetener? Why, I never sweeten my klah at all." Nope, she's /naturally/ this way.

M'ko rolls his eyes again. "Sure you don't. What are you doing here, anyway?" He sounds like his normally grumpy self, but he's just teasing. Honest.

Decata crosses her arms, eyes glinting with cheerful evil, "Why, I've come to drag you out of course. I'm sure Eshoth and Vindrith would just /love/ a swim."

M'ko shrugs indifferently, though Eshoth gives an agreeable croon. Swim. Yes. "I don't care."

Decata beams. That's good enough for her. She grabs your arm and proceeds with an attempt to drag you over towards the pair of dragons, "Good then."

M'ko is big and huge.... But still gets dragged to the ledge. Unsweetened klah indeed. Hmph. "Fine." Sigh.

"You know, M'ko," Decata says in a warning tone, "If you don't get more cheerful I'm going to have to tickle you til you wet yourself." Grinning, she climbs up onto Vindrith's back.

M'ko pales. No tickling. Nooo. He scrambles up onto Eshoth's neckridges.

Eshoth(#325OVapqs$)
You eventually reach Eshoth's neck.
Eshoth> M'ko has arrived.

On the ground:> Eshoth rumbles softly once his rider is safely on his neck.

On the ground:> Decata climbs up to Vindrith's neck and settles between two neck ridges securely.

On the ground:> Vindrith trills softly as her rider seats herself safely.

On the ground:> From Vindrith's neck, Decata grins wickedly as she directs Vindrith to rise.

Sky Over Ierne Weyr
The Weyr stretches out below, with people scurrying around and firelizards playing airtag. From this vantage point all of the outdoor areas can be seen, as can the beaches and ocean to the south. The air here is somewhat colder, but not as unbearably cold and thin as above the bowls in the mainland Weyrs, which reside inside the calderas. Indeed here there is rarely reason to rise to a level which would put a dragon over the mountain's peak.

Dragons and firelizards can fly south to the Beach Sky, southeast to Ongola Hold, southwest to the Unified Crafthall, or Down to one of the many areas in the bowl. There are also Individual Weyrs dotting the mountain face.

Contents:
Vindrith

You head south.
Main Beach(#30RJ)
Course sand, mostly a pale sandy brown peppered occasionally with black and white grains and more rarely with mika-like flecks which catch the sun in glints, covers the beach. The beach stretches far to the east before being overtaken by forest and a cliff, while to the west it is busy with dockworkers, fishers, and more forest. Driftwood, seaweed, and shells all wash up on the beach in high tides and are collected by children as treasures. Fingerfish, rockmites, amd spiderclaws are also often found on the shore, as are occasional green firelizard clutches.

Stretching east and west are more beaches, while south leads to the water and north to the Weyr.

Contents:
Vindrith
Obvious exits:
Corral Area East Beach West Beach

You dismount from Eshoth.

Eshoth croons gently once his rider is safely on the ground.

Decata slides down Vindrith's side with the help of a green foreleg.
Decata has arrived.

Vindrith settles herself down comfortably once her rider is safely on the ground.

Almost as soon as Decata is free of Vindrith, the green goes splashing into the water, throwing droplets up delightedly with her wings.

Eshoth slowly lumbers after the green, absently sweeping a wing across the surface of the water, oblivious to the tidal wave he sends at the two riders on the shore.

Decata turns just in time to catch a wave of water in her laughing mouth. Sputtering nad spitting, she snorts, "Gee, thanks."

M'ko yelps, trying to shake off the water. "Blech." He looks at you and laughs. "You look like a drowned Wherry!"

Decata sticks out her tongue, "Like you look much better." Well, that settles it. She strips off her clothes and heads for the water.

M'ko sheds the drenched and probably ruined leather jerkin, and tunic. The boots and belt go too before he takes a running leap into the water. Kersplash.

Decata is once again splashed, but doesn't really seem to mind. She strokes out after you, long slender body moving easily through the water.

M'ko dives down into the water, plopping down on the ocean floor below...And he doesn't resurface just yet. Ha ha. Let's see what she does about this.

Decata frowns faintly after a time, brows wrinkling just a little as you fail to come up. Suppose she should go after you... Well, we can wait just a little bit.

M'ko stays underwater. He's not coming up.. Nope.

Decata sighs, shaking her head, and dives down, searching blindly along the bottom for you.

M'ko promptly swims up, popping through the surface and cackling wildly.

Decata rises after a failed search. When she spots you, she promptly sends several waves of water at your face, "BRat!"

M'ko laughs, splashing back. "Had you going for a minute there, eh?"

Decata sniffs lightly, hiding a grin, "Not at all."

M'ko raises his eyebrows. "So you weren't worried about me? Hmph. See if I try and save /you/ if you drown."

Decata grins quietly, winking, "I'm sure Eshoth would have been quite a bit more worried if you'd really been in trouble." She motions to the pair happily frolicking further out.

M'ko snorts, green eyes rolling sky-wards. "Well, nice to know I have such concerned /friends/."

Decata just grins, wading towards you.

M'ko wades the other way.. Toward Eshoth, actually. Of course, Eshoth is too busy floating along on his back at the moment.

Decata speeds up a little, trying to catch you.

M'ko is oblivious to your following and climbs up on Eshoth's belly.

Eshoth> Vindrith projects to Eshoth, << My rider wants to know if she can climb on your belly too. >>

Eshoth> Vindrith senses that Eshoth gives the mental equivilant of a shrug. << I do not mind. >> He doesn't relay this information to his lifemate, of course.

Decata grins, and climbs up after, settling next to you.

M'ko cranes his neck, peering at you. Green eyes do widen in surprise, though. "What're you doing up here?" He asks, grinning.

Decata grins ,and holds up her hands threatningly, "I'm gonna tickle you to death."

M'ko blinks, inching away. "Are not..."

Decata cackles, "Who's gonna stop me?"

M'ko wrinkles his nose, sticking out his tongue. "/I/ will." And in one quick movement, he reaches out and grabs hold of your wrists. No tickling.

Decata erks. Foiled. She counters with a grin, eyes glinting, "Now what're you gonna do?"

M'ko's shoulders roll in a shrug. "I don't know.. Maybe /I'll/ tickle you." He grins, though his tone and expression are threatening.

Decata smirks faintly, noting, "You'll have to let go..."

M'ko smirks back, shaking his head. "Do you think I'm a dimglow like you or something?" He grins, sticking his tongue out again, shifting to hold both wrists in one hand. He holds up his free hand, wiggling his fingers. "Give me one good reason to not tickle you."

A green tailtip taps on your shoulder from behind, and Decata laughs softly.

Okay, maybe he /is/ a dimglow. He blinks, turning around to see what just poked him. Of course, to do so he had to release you. Hrm.

Decata pounces immediately, her fingers fluttering over your sides, tickling mercilessly. "Gotcha!"

M'ko giggles insanely...And slides off Eshoth. Kersplash again.

Decata cackles. I'm king of the mountain!

M'ko floats back up to the surface, spitting out water. "That's it!" He exclaims, leaping up onto Eshoth and pouncing on you. Ha!

Decata eeks! She falls back under the assault of the rather large rider, giggling and squirming.

M'ko laughs, pinning your arms down. "I'll /get/ you for that." He grins, green eyes twinkling with amusement.

Decata squirms under you, kicking her legs. She grins all the while though.
Decata says "Oh yeah? What're you gonna do?"

M'ko grins evilly. A pale brown tail rises and pokes at your side. Tickletickle.

Decata jumps, squealing, "Hey now! This isn't fair!"

M'ko laughs again, nodding vigorously. "Is too. You deserve it." He sticks out his tongue. Pppbbbt. So there.

Decata whines, and pouts up at you, trying to hold back giggles, "For what?"

"For tickling /me/." Moe pbbts again.

Decata pouts, but its aborted by another squeal as she arches, trying to wriggle away.

M'ko chuckles, shaking his head. "It's no use trying to get away." He grins, keeping you pinned down.. Though Eshoth does stop tickling. He's tired and lazy. Yaaaawn.

Decata stops, and pouts up at you cutely.

M'ko is immune to cuteness... Well, sort of. "Hmm. Can I let you up now, or are you going to tickle me again?" He asks, smirking.

Decata smiles innocently, trying to hide the crossing of her fingers, "I won't tickle you anymore."

"I don't believe you." Moe smirks wryly.

Decata puts on her irresistable pout again.

M'ko snickers. "Nice try. I'm not going to let you up.." Not until he knows he'll be safe from tickles, anyway.

Decata harumphs, and steadfastly refuses to say anything. You'll just have to keep her pinned all night.

Well, that might start some interesting rumors around the Weyr.. Sigh. "Oh, /fine/." Moe sits up, finally unpinning you.

Decata grins ,and immediately her hands move to your sides, tickling.

M'ko giggles a bit, but snatches those wrists again. "Ha. I knew it." He smirks.

Decata blinkblinks innocently, her lips twitching with the threat of a grin.

M'ko sighs, though that smirk stays on his face. "So what am I going to do with you now?"

Decata just blinks up at you.

M'ko blinks back, then scowls. "What?"

Decata giggles softly, "Just waiting for you to decide."

M'ko blinks again. "Decide...?" Maybe he really is a dimglow, after all.

Decata nods, "What to do with me."

M'ko blinks, then blushes furiously, letting go of you again and sliding back into the water.

Decata lifts a brow, sitting up and glancing after you a little unsurely. "Was it something I said?"

M'ko got away without being tickled? Woo! He glances back up, fighting the grin and keeping his features serious, green eyes cold. "No." He mumbles, wading to the shore.

Decata harumphs, and lays back on Eshoth's belly.

Eshoth> Vindrith projects to Eshoth, << My Decata wants to know what's wrong with the red one... >>

Eshoth> Vindrith senses that Eshoth just gives an amused snort.

Eshoth> Eshoth senses that Vindrith prods at your mind gently, << What? >>

Eshoth> Eshoth projects to Vindrith, << Nothing, Vindrith... Nothing. >>

M'ko plops down on the beach, idly running a finger across the sand, but remaining silent.

Eshoth> Vindrith projects to Eshoth, << What should I tell Decata? >>

Eshoth> Vindrith senses that Eshoth gives another amused snort, then adds, << Tell her that he is... >> He gives another snort, confused. << I do not know. He will not say. >>

Eshoth> Eshoth senses that Vindrith becomes confused as well, "Why will he not say?"

Eshoth> Vindrith senses that Eshoth would pout, if it were physically possible for him to do so. << He says that /I/ cannot say. >> ..That he cannot say that there really isn't anything wrong. Evil Moe.

Decata grumps quietly after conversing with her lifemate, and dives off Eshoth's belly into the water.

M'ko pays no attention. So there.

Decata slogs out of the water and flops down next to you, getting parts of her nicely covered in a light coating of sand. "So. Spill it."

M'ko blinks, but doesn't turn to face you. "Spill what?"

Decata reaches over to poke your side lightly, "Why won't Eshoth tell Vindrith what's wrong?"

M'ko giggles. "There isn't anything wrong." He eventually turns to face you, grinning.

Decata hrmphs, and pokes at you, "Brat." She turns her back, pouting.

M'ko just chuckles and rolls his eyes.

Decata sniffs. Two can play this pretending game.