Personality

Writers: Devin, Eimi
Date Posted: 10th April 2006

Characters: Gilsha, N'vanik
Description: Gilsha and N'vanik confess their true impressions of each other
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 11, day 15 of Turn 3

N'vanik

}:Hurry! There's a handsome bronze next to me and I want him to see how pretty I look when you wash me!:{

**I'm coming, Pali,** Gilsha replied with a smile as she entered the Weyrlake's cavern. She scanned the line of dragons until she found hers daintily spreading her wings to give the bronze next to her the bestview.

}:Oh! He's looking at me! Hurry before another green comes!:{

**Shards, you are such a flirt,** her rider chuckled as she walked across the sands. She stripped off her tunic and pants and picked up her brush and sweetsand.

"Hey!" N'vanik protested as his dragon splashed him. He had finished one side of the bronze and was coming around to scrub the other side.

}:She is showing off for me,:{ Loseth said smugly.

Turning to look at the green, N'vanik saw her rider approaching. It took a moment to place her. **Ahh, the screw-up.** "Looks like your dragon knows a good thing when she sees it."

**Ah yes, the bronzerider who can't admit when he's wrong...** "Yeah," Gilsha chuckled as she waded into the water. "That one will flirt with anyone, I swear."

**Here we go again.** "Loseth seems to think he needs to endear himself to every green he meets," N'vanik said.

"That's not a bad policy. Palialohath sure seems to like the
attention," she said as she scratched her green's neck affectionately.

"Loseth also seems to think I should be as friendly with their riders, but we've argued enough about that over the turns." His bronze leaned slightly into the brush, urging his rider to scrub harder.

"You're not the friendly type, I take it?" she asked as she started scrubbing at Pali's green hide.

}:Don't forget, I want to be pretty,:{ her green reminded her softly.

N'vanik snorted. "No." Especially not lately . . .

"Some how I got that unfriendly vibe from you," Gilsha smiled as she looked at him over her shoulder. "Good to know its not just me."

"You don't seem to be terribly friendly yourself, although maybe I just got a bad first impression." He turned slightly to glance at her.

"Yeah, I think that's just your impression," she said with a chuckle.

"I can be very friendly if I feel like it." N'vanik smiled. "Well, I can be very friendly, too, but that's usually
when I'm trying to get a girl into bed."

"Thanks for the warning." The greenrider stretched to reach the brush as high as she could. "At least now when you start acting friendly towards me, I'll know what you're _really_ thinking."

"Well, I've ended up sleeping with half the women I yell at around here," N'vanik said as he scooped up another handful of sweetsand, "so there's a chance you might already be in trouble."

"Only half a chance," she reminded him. "And I _do_ get a say in the matter, so I think your likelihood of sleeping with me at the moment is next to none."

"Ouch! I really must have made a bad impression."

Gilsha shrugged a shoulder as she dipped the brush into the water to work up more suds. "I don't know, bronzerider. I'd say you haven't made much of an impression on me at all yet."

"I haven't been trying," he shrugged. "There isn't much incentive."

"Well, I'm glad to see you got the hint," the greenrider nodded as her green daintily lifted a wing for her.

Her indifference was starting to get . . . irritating. "So what does impress you?" N'vanik asked.

"Personality, I guess." **You're going to have to lift your wing higher if you want me to scrub under it.**

}:That's such an awkward angle, though. I look better this way.:{

Gilsha shook her head and ducked under the sail of her dragon's wing. **Just don't move or you'll drown me.** "Did you say something?" she called to the bronzerider. "You'll have to speak a little louder. She's showing off for your lifemate."

Loseth responded by lifting his own wings, splashing N'vanik again. The bronzerider sighed and shook water out of his hair. "What I started to say -- before I got interrupted -- was that everyone has personality. So what kind are you talking about?"

"Umm... I can't really say for sure..." **Are you sure you can't lift it just a _little_ bit for me Pali?** The green reluctantly obliged. "You know, just a personality that interests me."

"And do _you_ have an interesting personality?" he asked.

"I can't say," she said as she ducked back out from underneath the wing. "Pali seems to think so, and she's the only one who matters."

"That's so true." N'vanik sent his lifemate loving thoughts. "Your dragon is the only one you can count on."

"Oh well, people aren't bad either. But it has to be the right kind of people. And right now, I don't know any of that kind here."

N'vanik snorted. "I don't know many of that kind here, and I've been here five months." He reached up to scrub under Loseth's wing.

"Well, thank you," Gilsha chuckled, shaking her head. "That sure gives me hope."

"Eh, it's probably just me. I don't play well with others," he said.

"What a shock," Gilsha muttered as she climbed up onto Pali's neckridge.

N'vanik got a hold of Loseth's tail and started scrubbing. **Why did her green have to come over here?**

}:Because she thinks I'm handsome!:{ the bronze said, ignoring his rider's irritation.

Gilsha set to work scrubbing Palialohath's back while she looked at N'vanik out of the corner of her eye. "So just why don't you play well with others, bronzerider? Or is that too personal a question?"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "Just the way I am, I guess."

The greenrider snorted. "Well, isn't that a convenient excuse."

"What do you mean 'excuse'? It _is_ the way I am. Most of the time, I'd rather be by myself." Loseth lifted one of his legs so N'vanik could wash his foot.

"Because, what you are really saying is that is how you _choose_ to be."

N'vanik rolled his eyes. "Don't play mindhealer with me."

Gilsha laughed outright. "Mindhealer? Me? That could be dangerous." She shook her head. "You are full of excuses, aren't you. You can excuse your lack of friendliness on an irreversible personality flaw, and then you can excuse not listening to common sense because I sound too much like a mindhealer. Well, I have news for you bronzerider - sometimes the mindhealers are right."

"You don't even _know_ me, and you're already passing judgment like you have some special insight." He stopped scrubbing to look at her. "I'm not the only one that needs to work on their friendliness."

She shrugged. "You're right, I don't know you. So I can only tell you what I know from what you show me, and so far you have shown me that you like to blame others for your mistakes, that you're only friendly when you want something, that you will fly off in people's faces at the slightest hint of criticism, and that you have some kind of aversion to mindhealers."

"Oh-ho, is that right?" N'vanik said sarcastically, trying to cover his surprise. "Well, dear greenrider, I can tell you that you're cold, distant, seem determined to judge me negatively no matter what I say, and you have a liiiitle bit of a superiority complex. You should scrub your dragon a little harder, I think she's hiding some gold under that green."

Gilsha threw her head back and laughed. "Well, there bronzerider, I believe you might be right. She is rather more a gold than a green. But I think its because I've spoiled her." She leaned down and lay her cheek affectionately on her green's back. There was no gold on Pern half as precious as her Pali, though.

}:I am a very beautiful green,:{ Pali agreed as she crooned her
contentment as well as her love for her rider.

Shaking his head, N'vanik went back to washing his dragon. "People like you are the reason I avoid conversation."

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