Spit and Snarl

Writers: Miriah, Rebecca Graham
Date Posted: 24th March 2014

Characters: D'jul, Eirlira
Description: Deajul tries to be friendly to a fellow candidate and he clashes with and Eirlira.
Location: River Bluff Weyr
Date: month 6, day 5 of Turn 7
Notes: Mentor Approved

Deajul wandered looking for someone to talk too. He was feeling lonely today and wanted company. He spotted a young woman he had been in candidate classes with, he called her name. "Eirlira!"

Eirlira stopped in her tracks and slowly turned, one golden brow arching in askance. "What do you want?" She twitched her shoulders, her expression uninterested.

Her frosty reply went unnoticed, sort of, he smiled "Anything new?"

Crossing her arms, she pursed her lips and drummed perfectly manicured nails over her biceps. "Other than being pestered by an annoyance, no." She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Don't you have someone else to bother?"

"What about the next Hatching? Are you hoping to impress? I'm hoping for a blue myself." He ignored her tone, he knew she was a new to the Weyr and hoped she'd thaw out a bit.

Her nose immediately wrinkled at him. "A blue?" She took a step back, a look of disgust flittering across her face. "You want to sleep with boys?"

"Want to? Sweetheart I do." He almost laughed at her expression. "Have you considered what you're going to do _if_ you do impress. Ignore her flights?"

Her eyes immediately narrowed. "Do _not_ call me sweetheart, boy lover." She pointed her finger at him. "That is disgusting." She gave a shudder. The boy didn't know her at all if he thought she was worried about mating flights. She was looking forward to them. But the thought of him with another boy, or any two men together turned her stomach.

**Okay, wow. Someone has issues.** Deajul thought to himself, in a _very_ rare mood to needle to girl he continued. "You should at least make the effort to deal with your problems sweets, dragons don't like it much. Here's a thought for you. Your green rises and she gets caught by a blue. It's the most likely you know."

"My only problem here is you and my name isn't sweets either, numbskull." She sniffed haughtily, drawing herself up and tossing her wild hair over her shoulders. "And I'm not stupid. I know who catches greens, you boy-loving moron. Go...suck on something." She waved her fingers at him in a flicking gesture.

"One final thought _my lady_" his tone was heavy with sarcasm. "You and I aren't much different. You love boys too." He returned her gesture. "You suck on that!" With that Deajul strutted off, inwardly determined to figure out why that woman made him want to hiss like a proddy green.

"No, I like men...not boys who wish they were women." She couldn't stand not getting the final word in. Eirlira gave a vocal snort. "At least I use my parts for how they were meant to be used, not some perversion."

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