Visualization Lessons (2/2)
Dragonsfall Weyr
Amber Hills Hold
Vintner Hall
Healer Hall
Hidden Meadows
Dolphin Cove Weyr
Dolphin Hall
Emerald Falls Hold
Harper Hall
Printer Hall
Green Valley Hold
Leeward Lagoon Hold
Barrier Lake Weyr
Sunstone Seahold
Citrus Bay Hold
Writers: Iluva, Sia
Date Posted: 13th May 2024
Characters: T'mhas, M'thos
Description: The dragons comment on T'mhas' pop quiz
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 1, day 15 of Turn 11
}: Your Dolphin Cove pictures are all wrong. :{ Fianwyth told
Ghraisath simply, though she tilted her head in the direction of the
human-sized section of the weyr. }: Are we going on a trip? The beach
would be nice. :{ She paused to consider the non-reply from her rider,
tail slowly swishing like a feline that caught sight of a toy. }: Hm.
That's not what this is about. :{
Fianwyth was right of course. }: What is- :{ Something was very off
with the next image and the bronze only grew more confused by what
T’mhas sent him after that a moment later. }: That one’s not much
better. :{ He told him, inclining his head in the same direction. The
whirl of his eyes accelerated as nothing but smug amusement trickled
lazily through their link.
Ghraisath sent her the image, blurred though it was. }: They are
playing some sort of game with us. :{ He guessed as a rumble
reverberated deep through his chest.
}: How are you traveling /between/ with images like that? :{ Fianwyth
asked, baffled. }: I can hardly tell what's happening here. What's the
point of this game? :{ She paused. }: Oh. I think yours is going to be
in trouble for those bad images, Ghraisath. :{
}: They are not normally this fuzzy. We are definitely not going
/between/ with this. :{ Ghraisath assured her. The bronze paused at
her warning, backtracking through the barrage of mental images. }: Oh.
Oh yes that one was rather… explicit. Apologies, Fianwyth. :{
Then, at last, a vivid image, the clearest yet. }: You want me to do
_what_ with it? :{ Slightly amused, Ghraisath wasn’t sure what to do
other than hold the scene T’mhas sent at a mental distance much like
one would a thrashing and dirty youngster, unwilling and unable to
pass _that_ to the green. }: That isn’t _Dolphin Cove_ and you know
it. :{
Fianwyth, for all her prim composure, practically perked up with
interest. }: He didn't send an image of Amber Hills. Ghraisath didn't
show me. :{ She said to her rider after a moment. Then, with a
matching interest, }: I need the picture, if you please. :{
In a rare twist of fate, Fianwyth was wrong: Ghraisath was the one in
trouble. He, a chivalrous and utterly charming specimen of dragon, a
bronze undoubtedly worthy of ballads and bounties, was faced with a
dilemma. }: No. She is a _lady_. Our lady. I can't send her an image
of her rider doing that. :{
Faint yellow tinged his eyes as a near identical image replaced the
first, albeit with a few crucial changes. }: And _definitely not
that_. :{ To Fianwyth, he admitted casually, }: Mine keeps sending the
wrong image. He seems… tired. :{
Fianwyth's eyes whirled blue with mischief. This wasn't the first
time, nor the last, that she plucked an image from M'thos' mind and
casually passed it to the bronze as casually and subtly as sliding a
piece of paper across a table. The same scene, from a different
perspective. Clear and sharp as any image they could use to /between/.
Ghraisath rumbled in surprise as the previous cascade of images
startlingly reversed, like he’d been bumped out of their minds and
into the ones next to them. }: Really, Fianwyth? You too? :{
He’d hardly been oblivious. In fact T'mhas had made no effort to
rebuff his dragon’s curiosity earlier that evening, only breathing a
little harder while first showing the bronze exactly what he was
looking at - a strong jaw that led him right to M’thos’ neck and
throat - then showing him everything beyond that, all the things that
excited him, the sensations and formations familiar and close enough
to make it feel like they were, in a way, chasing after all.
But the crystal clearness of seeing his rider _like that_ made him
wonder what he was doing sitting here on the ledge dumbly holding the
same graphic image from T’mhas’ perspective. }: Fine. You chase today,
I’m chasing tomorrow. :{ Ghraisath told him. Then, to Fianwyth, he
finally sent her the image of ‘Amber Hills’ she’d requested.
Last updated on the May 16th 2024

