Gather Festivities

[Wolf]

Tieler was eager to get off of Akki’s back and be sitting on her own where she wouldn’t be making any sort-of physical contact with the Bluerider. She liked her space just fine and would be damned if any one tried to take it away from her. When Marletta reacted the way she did over Tieler’s comment about her having “grubby hands” Tieler was truly tickled, though she kept a neutral appearance that didn’t lead on to the fact that she was gaining pleasure at the girl’s expense. All she wanted to do watch the runner races; not focusing on any one around her anymore. She’d obviously ignored Raska’s question about her being all right; not caring at this particular moment-or any moment for that matter-to describe what was going on in her head. It was for her and her alone to deal with, that’s how it’d always be. She rolled her stiff shoulders, likely stiff from having slept on Akki’s lap in an awkward position. Her gaze remained on the runner races even when Sh’rel came bounding up with her glass of water. She took it from him with a grunt, drinking the water down at a slow pace, like she should’ve done with the alcohol. She hoped that she’d never have to repeat such an experience again but even she knew that she never learned from her experiences, even when they had bad repercussions.

She didn’t show any real excitement at seeing the horses run, though a hidden twinkle could be found in her eye as the announcer hollered out; of course that twinkle could’ve just as easily been her imagining putting the man on a spit for increasing her migraine. At one point in the race she turned to Raska and pointed a finger to the mess that was her hair: “Could you?” she asked, a gentle tone to her voice. She bet that Raska would be just as hopeful that some one would get the braids out of her own hair if some one had done the unkind deed to her of putting them there. Tieler didn’t exactly hold a grudge against Akki for having done it, since she bet that she’d likely deserved it for firing off her mouth time and time again. “EvenTide!” was the name that she heard called out, and she whipped her head in the direction of the race, seeing that it was over. She wasn’t really fanatical on seeing who had won anyhow, its not like she’d had anything to lose or gain from the race since she’d not bet anything on it. She preferred to save her money for things she knew she’d benefit from. As things were cleared away and a dance floor made clear Tieler remained planted in her seat, refusing to move from here on in. There was no way that she’d ever partake in something so foolish as dancing! She glared at the couples that made there way on to the dance floor, females dancing with boys whom were as dumb as sticks.
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Wolf shook her head back and forth in response to Kaiya’s question. “No, its all right, I prefer to just watch them run,” she said honestly. She wasn’t one for betting, like she’d said. She preferred to enjoy a moment with out having to be concerned to whether or not she’d be at a loss or gain. “They’re so beautiful, after all,” she added, wondering if Riler would’ve heard her over his shouts. She chuckled, watching him stand-up and yell to root on the runner he wished to win. “I’m sure the horse will want to win knowing that you’re looking like that!” she yelled to him as a measure of teasing. She remained seated, eyes widening when the announcer yelled EvenTide’s close win! “Aw,” she frowned, feeling bad for Riler-had Kaiya bet on EvenTide though? “Sorry Riler,” she said to him once the noise had died down and the dancing was about to start.

Wolf turned her attention away from Riler, watching as the Lord and Lady Holder made there way through the other people to be the first to dance. Every one else waited, showing their respect for the pair, letting half a song go by before they joined them. Wolf felt her face turning a light shade of red as she watched the couples dance. She looked over at both of her friends slowly, and then quickly looked away again-staring at her feet. “So, do you guys want to go and get some more food or something?” she asked, hoping that they agreed to her quick plan. She had a feeling, from Riler’s comment before, that he’d probably want to engage in the dancing. If that was the case, while she hoped it wasn’t, she’d have to make a get away with Kaiya… unless Kaiya wanted to dance too; then she’d have to escape all on her own. She silently prayed that she wouldn’t have to be apart of this current event, not having looked up from the ground.

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R’xis was literally taken aback, completely taken off guard by how Rhiyo had responded. He wasn’t mad, not at all? “Yah… They can “get on” like that,” R’xis coughed. He felt embarrassed that Rhiyo had even mentioned it, but obviously the boy hadn’t thought much about what he’d said. He bet he didn’t even understand the concept of flights. R’xis nodded his had, “Yah… It is great. She is quite beautiful indeed, isn’t she? Thanks, I’m just glad you understand-,” R’xis broke off when he heard the announcer shouting. He grabbed Rhiyo’s arm, dragging him over to a free seat. He pointed to where the runner’s were racing, gaze following their movements while his subconscious was going over Rhiyo’s last question. He turned his head to Rhiyo, giving his late reply: “Yah, Akki does know…” He gave a small smile, as if the thought pleased him, which it did. He then turned back to the runner races, surprised at how quickly it had gone.

When EvenTide won he snapped his fingers, “Shoot! I thought it would’ve been Here Comes Trouble Too for sure. Oh well,” he shrugged. As the dancing began, after the Lord and Lady Holder started it off, R’xis stood up with a nervous laugh. “Dancing, huh?” he said to Rhiyo, looking down at his friend. “I’m not too big on it, unless there’s actually some one to dance with… you know?” His gaze quickly darted around the area, trying to spot the only person that mattered at this moment. He held the necklace that he’d bought her tightly in his hand, wondering if she’d accept his offer to dance… Would it be too awkward for her? He thought that it’d be a possibility but there wasn’t really anything too weird about two friends dancing, right?

[Kino]

Khris nodded when Hasima asked if they should go, and he followed the group to the races. When they got there he struggled through the crowd and finally came to find a seat on the other side of Hasima, watching the races with the bright-eyed interest of anyone who was seeing it for the first time. His plan on betting on a runner had been simple, and probably not that effective. He'd liked Eventide's name.

At the end of the race when the runner he'd bet on came in first Khris simply stared for a moment, not quite sure if he'd actually witnessed it correctly. It seemed his luck was finally turning around! First he'd been searched and 'rescued' from his life of aimlessness, then had discovered he was a had. The boy had already made a few good friends, and - not long after spending his own last mark - he'd apparently won some others. Honestly, he didn't know how many he'd won, but any would be great.

Khris looked over to the group he was with. Mainly, he cast his gaze over towards K'tan. The Rider had been to races before, so he assumed that the older man would know exactly what to do at this point. Luckily enough he'd put his marks on the same runner, so they'd have to head that way anyway. "Well, what now?" he asked.

[Spirithawk]

OOC: Wolf you keep switching from runners to horses. There aren't any horses in Pern. I noticed that you had put that a few posts back and in your last post. You also put there instead of their lol.))

Christae smiled. It had been a good race, full of suspense and drama. She was glad that the runner who had fallen was able to finish the race unharmed. She knew that many times a runner had to be put out of its misery due to a broken leg or worse. She slightly disappointed that Tempest hadn't won but she was glad for Eventide and her owners. The runner had put up a good fight. She waited until most of the people left the track and then turned to her companion. "I will head towards the dance floor J'red. I want to watch and maybe take part in some of the traditional dances. Also, the feast should be served soon." She smiled again and started to make her way towards the floor.

[Wolf]

(( OOC| Sorry Hawk. :x I'll make sure to keep it to runner's this time... I'd thought I had but maybe my subconscious just let it slip a few more times.
xDD I've always had problem's with 'there' and 'their.' *Goes to get a Dictionary and beat Microsoft Spell Check.* ))

[Sparrow]

“Prove my manliness, eh? Well then I suppose asking you to teach me how to braid someone’s hair isn’t that manly. I’ll have to work on that.” Sh’rel said with a lopsided grin. The Brownrider turned his attention to the races cheering on Sunscrape and Rip Tide.

It was all for nothing, however, as Eventide took first place. “Shards, looks like I lost.” He glanced over at Akki with a grin, “I do think consecutive order should count for something. Although, the two I bet on were also in consecutive order, third and fourth.” He didn’t want to rub it in though he was surprised at his luck, though he wouldn’t admit it was just luck.

He turned to Raska, “See I do know something about Runners.”

It was then that he heard the start of the Harpers’ music. The dancing must be starting soon, he thought to himself. Sh’rel had been to many gathers before but usually never made it to the dance floor.

~Will you dance tonight?~ Rolaranth.

Maybe… you know I’m not the best dancer.

~That makes it more fun to watch.~

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Marletta smiled at Akki for trying to take away the sting of Tieler’s comments. She then laughed at Akki’s comment about loving them as if they were her own child. This blue rider was a strange one. “It is alright. I should not let what she says get under my skin like that.”

Turning her attention to the races Marletta was on her feet cheering on Tempest. She seriously felt the runner had the potential to win this race, particularly with that burst of speed. Marletta bit her lip as the Runners neared the finish line. Tempest could win it!

When the Harper announced "AAAANNNNNDDDDD It's EVENTIDE by a nose!" Marletta slumped down in her seat with a frown.

“Tempest was so close to winning, oh well I suppose that’s what makes the races exciting, right?” she said to really no one in particular.The girl perked up at the sound of the music though, “Oh, dancing. I love dancing.” She gushed.

[Akki]

Akki smothered a small grin as she noticed that Tieler looked slightly stiff. It must be karma, due to the fact that Tieler drank so much. Of course, Akki slightly preferred Tieler when she was under the influence. The girl was more fun, and more ready to get into all kinds of shenanigans which Akki approved of whole-heartedly. She was actually considering giving the girl more alcohol before mentally slapping herself on the wrist. She wasn’t doing a very good job of being a proper adult, then again was she ever considered a proper adult? Probably not. “So Tieler. Do you now know of the perils of drinking?” Akki asked the girl with her famous crooked grin as she eyed the girls interesting and tacky hair style. Akki snickered as she watched Tieler send leers towards the couples who made their way to the dance floor and made the assumption that Tieler was not one for dancing.

Akki looked over to Sh’rel and nodded with all her might. “It’s true. The only way you can learn how to braid and make it manly is if another guy teaches you. I guess you’ll just have to ask every male if they know how. But you might get a few weird looks.”. She was fond of Sh’rel now, the brownrider had a sense of humor and was a generally nice guy. She was quite glad that he had found them and had accompanied them so far into the gather. Akki drummed her fingers against her jawline and sighed, “I admit defeat Sh’rel. You clearly beat me out in the race. You got a better consecutive order than I did. I applaud you.” Of course she wasn’t actually upset about losing, it made a better conversation that was for sure.

Akki grinned at Marletta. “Exactly. And if she does say things like that again, just hit her a few times.” She paused for a second, frowning as she reconsidered her words. “I probably shouldn’t be approving violence. Forget I said that.”. Her grin became even rider as Marletta voiced her love for dancing. She pushed herself up from the seat and spun away from the group, only to stop and look over them. “Well then? Who’s going to join me for some dancing? And I hope you all know saying you can’t dance is a not a legitimate excuse in my books.”