I'll Race You?

Writers: Eimi, Elaine
Date Posted: 26th January 2006

Characters: B'ram, Kwiksol
Description: B'ram and Kwiksol chat about women on the beach
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 9, day 10 of Turn 3

B'ram

"Hows the weather on the beach, Kwikosol?" B'ram asked with a teasing smile as he flopped back into the sand and looked at the group of bathing beauties frolicking in the waves.

"The views great, as always," Kwiksol replied without even taking his eyes of the females who had captured his attention. "I must say, this is the life B'ram. The ways of the weyr, even though I was never sniff worthy to the search riders." It was only then he looked at B'ram.

"Rough night buddy?" he said, pointing to the lip, then noticing scratches. He smiled though. They didn't look too bad, and sometimes a little roughness from the ladies was fun, especially in the moment, who knew what was happening?

"Oh... Yeah, I guess it was," B'ram mumbled, reaching a hand up to one of the scratches self-conciously. It just reminded him why he had come out into the sun - to watch the ladies and forget the night before. To forget Trae... "Not a sniff, eh? You wanted to be found on Search?"

"My father used to be assigned to the weyr, I heard stories all my childhood," he said, recounting the story for the umpteenth time.
"Who was it?" he asked off handedly. "You wouldn't let a friend wake up like that if you could warn him, would you?"

"Who was what?" B'ram asked, suddenly on guard.

"The scratches, the lip," Kwiksol said, pointing to several abnormalities in B'ram's appearance. "don't tell me you did that to yourself... What thorn bush could you have rolled into to cause those?"

"The prickly kind," B'ram grumbled. "I don't want to talk about it.
Besides, why think on that when we have such beautiful ladies right in fron of us?"

Kwiksol dropped it quite easily. If B'ram didn't want to talk about it, he wasn't going to bother him about it... too much **Maybe later...** "Excellent point my friend, I will not deny you that."

"How are things with your lady harper?" B'ram asked, pleased at the change of topic.

"Prickly as even, but she seems to be tolerating me more," Kwiksol said with a laugh. "I admit though, if I were concentrating just on her, it'd get a bit frustrating. Good thing I'm not," she said with a wide smile.

"Well, don't let the lady get you down." **They're not worth it...**

"Never do, friend, never do," Kwiksol said with a flick of the hand.
"Women are to be pursued, flattered, and enjoyed. Never something to worry over."

"At least you have your priorites straight," B'ram chuckled. Shards, he wished it was that easy for _him_.

"And what are _your_ priorites B'ram?" he said, smiling at the rider.

B'ram rubbed at his soar neck thoughtfully. "Just enjoying would be enough for me, with as little flattery and pursuing as necessary."

"Well, atleast you're in the right place friend," Kwiksol said with a smile. He was debating whether he should go and talk with any of the women frolicing before his face.

The brownrider could see what was on his friend's mind. "I think I'll take the one with black hair," he said with a nudge in the direction of a paddling pair.

"Mmmm, I guess I can settle for her blonde friend," Kwiksol replied.
He'd had his eye on the one B'ram pointed out, but the brownrider obviously hadn't had the best night, even if he wouldn't admit it.

B'ram laughed, "Settle, eh? All right, fine. Let the best man win."

"A contest? Oh, thats no fair friend. Whats a little talented harper compared to rider of a great brown beast."

"A _talented_ rider of a great brown beast," B'ram corrected him.

"And I'm told I have a big ego," Kwiksol said, giving B'ram a shove as he got up. He laughed. "Race you to the waves?"

"Scortch the waves! I'll race you to the girls!" B'ram jumped up and took off at a sprint. "First one there gets the brunette!"

"damn you brownrider," Kwiksol muttered under as his breath, as he took off in a sprint too.

Last updated on the January 26th 2006

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