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Writers: Avery, Eimi
Date Posted: 9th October 2007

Characters: Gilsha, Ishek
Description: Gilsha drops by Ishek's office for an informative visit
Location: Garnet Valley Hold
Date: month 6, day 19 of Turn 4

The journeyman took the pack from the greenrider's hands. "This could take a couple candlemarks. Why don't I meet you in the kitchens when I'm done?"

"Sure thing," Gilsha replied with a sweet smile, but she rolled her eyes as soon as his back was turned. **That's right, friend, I'll meet _you_
in the kitchens when _I'm_ done!** With a sigh she gave her green's neck a pat. **Why don't you go up to the heights and sun yourself, Pali?**

}:What are you going to do?:{ her green asked curiously as she nudged her rider affectionately with her snout.

She shrugged. **I don't know. Maybe look up a friend...**

~*~

"I'm not disturbing anything terribly important and Lordly, am I?"
Gilsha asked as she peeked her head through Ishek's office door.

"Gilsha! Well, this is a pleasant surprise." he said with a smile. He usually saw riders from River Bluff, and they didn't always interact with him. Since he'd met the Dragonsfall rider, he'd thought about her a few times. She was different from others, intriguing. "No, you're not.
Just hidework, which can be put off."

"Perfect," the greenrider smiled, striding into the room as if it were the weyr of a friend and not the office of a powerful man. "That sharding journeyman wants me to wait for him in the kitchens again, and I'm sorry, but if I had wanted to spend candlemarks in the kitchen I would have stayed in the Hold and been a proper wife. No offense."

"There's time in the laundry too, and mending, and..." Ishek wasn't really sure what else there was. "Though I admit, I'd likely be bored as well."

"Ah yes, mending," Gilsha sighed, with a nostalgic roll of her eyes.
"If I never see another embroidery project it will be too soon."

"Not your favorite task?"

"Most definitely not. My mother would sit me what passed for our Ladie's Solar for candlemarks practicing perfectly straight lines, pretty little flowery designs... I mean, it came in handy later on in life, but I have to say, I still feel a little nauseous every time I pick up a needle and thread."

"It sounds terrible. I'm glad I never had to do that." Ishek admitted.
"What a challenge being a young lady must be."

"We survive somehow," Gilsha replied modestly. "Although I think the only reason my soul wasn't completely crushed was that I found my way onto the Sands. That certainly saved me." Her smiled turned much softer as she cast loving thoughts towards her beautiful Pali, truly her better half.

She looked pretty when she smiled like that, Ishek noticed. "I have a firelizard named Yimas. I love him, and it was wonderful when he hatched. I know it can't compare with a dragon's love, though."

"Yeah, not really," the greenrider chuckled. "But a flit is much easier to wash, I can guarantee."

"They are far smaller." Ishek agreed. "He likes to sleep and not carry messages, but occasionally he will work."

"He doesn't snore, does he? Pali snores sometimes, and I swear she shakes my whole weyr."

"He snores, but it's quiet and cute. I find it relaxing. I imagine a dragon's snore would be far louder."

"Everything about a dragon is louder," Gilsha nodded. "Especially when Pali starts to get prody. You'd think she was a giant green wherry the way she carries on."

"Even at their worst I'm sure a dragon is far nicer than a wherry."

The greenrider threw her head back and laughed. Oh, what little Holders knew. "You'd be surprised, Ishek, take my word for it."

"Surprised how?" Ishek asked. Her laughter seemed a peculiar response.
He wondered what he didn't know about dragons- probably a lot of things.

Gilsha smiled thoughtfully a moment. "You've been around women, so I assume you are not completely innocent of the fact that we can get rather... irratible around a certain time of the month. Well, increase that to dragon size and you're coming close. And then when they finally rise and instinct takes over..."

"I suppose that would be...emotionally awkward."

"What's awkward is that it turns me into a wherry's ass too." She had bitten more than one unfortunate soul's head off for speaking to her just before Pali rose. "When she rises, though, nothing really matters but her."

"It's not as easily ignorable as a flit's emotions, then." Ishek considered that. "I have to admit that I find feeling...well, a flit's flight can be strong if you're not used to feeling sudden emotions sweeping you without realizing where they're coming from. But it can be ignored, unlike with a dragon." he admitted.

"Yes," Gilsha agreed, rather amused and surprised that he seemed to comfortable talking about this. She wondered just how far that comfort extended. "I very much doubt you find yourself ripping the clothes off of a stranger in the throws of passion every time your flit rises.
Though it could make for some very interesting stories for your holders."

"Well, no." Ishek said, flushing slightly. "My wife and I used to enjoy flit effects. But not since then." Though he did relieve the tension his own way. "Isn't it awkward if it's a stranger, though?"

Gilsha shrugged a shoulder. "I suppose it depends on who the stranger turns out to be. Sometimes they don't stay such a stranger for long."

"Ah." Ishek couldn't imagine waking up unsure of who he was next to.
"Can't you choose, or is it all her?"

"Our tastes don't always seem to match," the greenrider sighed, thinking of a couple of the disasters she had to get through in the past. "But if they're not my type I can always slip out of bed before they decide to relive the moment."

"I always thought that dragons and their riders were very close in personality, as well. Is she different than you in areas other than taste?"

"In some ways we're total opposites. Lifemates don't have to be perfectly in sync, just compatible." If they had to be complete mirrors of each other's souls Gilsha doubted anyone would Impress.

"You balance each other then as well?" Ishek hadn't really thought about why or how dragons chose people. He just knew that they did.

"We complete each other."

"It must be wonderful." Ishek so often felt incomplete. "Do you do ferrying jobs like this often?"

"From time to time..." Gilsha decided it probably was not a good idea to tell him of her _true_ side business. That she liked to keep a bit more anonymous. "This is part of my Weyr duties."

"I would have thought you would mostly courier to the Holds in your territory. Though I'm glad you came here." He was hoping he would see her again. She was intriguing.

"I do, but the journeyman in question comes from our territory - Opal Cover's Herdbeast Hall. It's just dumb luck that I've found my way here." Although she was originally from a cothold not so very far from Garney Valley...

"I see. Well, it seems like our feline problem is having some good effect." Ishek joked.

"Oh yes, lucky you," the greenrider smiled. "I may have to find some excuse to come back when his work is done."

"I would welcome your company anytime." Ishek told her.

Last updated on the October 9th 2007

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