Sunburns and Strong Drinks

Autumn - Day 12 of Month 10 of Turn 2714

Half Moon Bay Weyr - Lagoon

A sandy beach running along the edge of the lagoon, between the sparkling waters and the bowl. Given the weyr's tropical climate, riders and dragons can be seen playing in the water nearby or a dolphin can be seen cavorting nearly turn-round. At other times seacraft can be seen coming in under the arch to dock. The lagoon is large enough to fill a quarter of the length of the bowl.


Cormir is out in the warm afternoon, he has made himself a little sand recliner by burrowing his hips down into the beach. There is a tall glass of tea next to him and he has a towel covering his face as he relaxes in his swim trunks.

It is certainly not unusual for people to flock to the beach on a glorious afternoon, some for pleasure and some for work. For S'van and Aedeluth, it is probably both. The bronze is wallowing in the "shallows", letting the waves roll over him as he lounges in the lagoon. His rider is dressed for swimming but retreating from the water, sloshes his way to the sandy beach and then trudging through the sand toward the cabana. A glance is spared for the sunbathing weaver as he passes by, drip-drip-dripping into the sand. "Don't stay out too long, or you'll burn to a crisp," he warns, voice cheerful enough to be friendly. "Especially if you're not used to it."

Cormir lifts the towel and nods to S'van "A little burning won't hurt, after a few days of this I will be as tan as the rest of you." He looks over at the bronze in the water and askes "he your lifemate?" seeing a there were no introductions made this is a safe bet.

"Mkay then," says S'van, sounding a bit skeptical. "The Healer's have a nice salve, if you do burn a bit more than expected," he offers helpfully. There's a little shift in his stance, weight dropped to one foot as he sort of settles into the sand, as though he means to stay for at least a moment or two. A glance toward Aedeluth and a small twitch to the corner of his mouth. "Yup. That's Aedeluth." A curious look for Cormir. "Not scared of dragons, are you?"

Cormir shakes his head "not really, should I be?" he looks up at the tall man who could probably be blocking his sun. "I thought all dragons were nice and friendly…Least at the hall they are."

"Nah," for being afraid of dragons. "Just seems as though most Hold and Hall folk tend to be apprehensive of them," notes S'van. There's a dry amusement at the idea of all dragons being friendly, an eyebrow lifted as he considers Aedeluth out in the water. "They won't hurt you," he begins, "But I wouldn't say that they are all friendly… Aede's more, uh, dismissive than anything else." And indeed, the bronze in the water is ignoring the pair on the beach quite thoroughly and completely, his head turned to allow him gaze out across the vast expanse of water, muzzle pointed toward the horizon.

Cormir looks at the bronze dragon and says "A thinker of deep thoughts on a raging sea of emotion then" Yeah someone is very Zen. Cormir looks back up to S'van "do you know all the other riders or is it to large a task?"

"More like… can't be bothered to be concerned with anyone but himself," S'van corrects, though there's definitely a fondness in his tone and in his expression, as he considers the bronze dragon. "He's an… acquired taste," which makes the human-half look all sorts of amused to say. That amusement only grows at the question, and he can't help but a quick laugh at the notion. "No, there's no way I could do that. Don't even know all of them in the Weyr. That would be like… expecting you to know every Weaver at the Hall," he notes. "Why do you ask?"

Cormir shrugs and gives him a light smile "Just looking to make friends, and it seems you have to know someone to do that around here." His joking smile will project that he isn't really that bitter.

"Not sure how my knowing the other dragonriders helps in that department," says S'van, frowning briefly in contemplation. "Been to the Tiki Lounge yet?" he wonders, bobbing his head in the direction of the aforementioned bar down the beach. "Plenty of folks there you can probably find. Plenty of stories, too. Just watch out for some of the stronger drinks; knock you right off your feet."

Cormir shakes his head at the mention of the bar "No I haven't, what sort of drinks do you mean. the hard stuff isn't my style really." his words come a cross a little sheepish.

"Well… they've got some crazy names," explains the bronzerider, head cocked to the side as he considers it. "So just ask, if you're not sure what's in it. And stay away from the darker stuff, if you don't like the hard liquor. Honestly, can't help you much with it, cause I don't really drink," S'van admits. "But they also got a pretty decent menu; and if you show up early enough you can get a decent plate of oysters for cheap." A glance at Aedeluth and then a shift of his weight. "Anyways. Be careful in the sun," he states, back to his original purpose for stopping. "And stay hydrated," he tosses over his shoulder as he moves off once again, headed for the bowl.


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