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Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

Elyta was not happy that Erec could handle her flight as well as he could. She didn't want to knock him off per say but he could at least have the decency of looking frazzled. Tsia certainly did the first time they rode. Granted, that was ten years ago and Tsia was only fourteen at the time. Not that it stopped Elyta from pulling that stunt. Elyta huffed, both from her frustration and weary wings. She exerted herself. Although far from exhaustion, they still had a full day's worth of flying ahead of them. Erec's attempts to calm her down and placate her worked at least a little bit. Her crown of feathers puffed at the compliments, taking them in with pride as she steadied out. The petting almost got her purring. Almost. She wasn't going to give that to Erec. He wasn't her rider. Elyta was. This whole switch thing was still unnecessary and she still wasn't happy about it. Why did he even suggest it in the first place? Oh. Maybe? Elyta glanced back at Erec and asked him, What's your plan here? There's no way this is just to train. What do you want half-child? Tsia watched Elyta as she remained a good distance away from her and Azura. Although the dragon had steadied out, she didn't catch up to them. Without a dragon's eyes, it was hard to tell if Elyta was losing ground or staying the same distance. Elyta could catch up if she wanted. Easily too at the speed Azura was going. But she didn't. All Tsia could get from their connection was curiosity and frustration from the dragon. No words. Tsia remained turned around in Azura's saddle despite his soothing words. It's not him I'm worried about. HEY! FEATHERS FOR BRAINS! CATCH UP! She huffed and forced herself to turn around. Elyta wasn't going to ruin this golden chance to ride a serpentine dragon. Stupid overgrown bird. She's just going to wear herself out. I'm sorry she's so unreasonable Azura.
Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

Erec chuckled to himself, I want Tsia to be comfortable with Azura in case something happens to me and I need someone to watch him for me. That and if I'm being honest, I like her. I want to know her better and I thought one way would be to see through her point of view. Riding you, her closest friend was a way for me to do that is all. And I was hoping if we hit it off it might be easier to get closer maybe. I mean, a guy can dream right? Erec let Azura in on the conversation knowing he would stay quite. So you mind keeping quite about this Elyta? Erec said this as he continued to pet Elyta where he could tell she liked it, and actually using his skill at reading reactions and body language, found the real spot that made her purr usually. Azura was currently laughing as he and Tsia were waiting on his rider and Elyta. You don't have to worry about them Tsia, now if you're strapped in lets go. With that, Azura did some loops, corkscrews and other acrobatics to let Tsia experience a different type of flying.
Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

It's obvious that you like her. Elyta snorted. If you want to see things from her point of you, riding me won't do it. Tsia's world is a product of her past, of which I'm only a small part. She thinks too much of other things. A part of Elyta did feel bad leaving her rider out of a conversation that everyone else was having. This conversation would only make Tsia close off though. Erec wasn't bad... sometimes. Elyta's opinion of him was certainly more favorable than Tsia's. Erec was a great rider with a lot of promise and great strength. Tsia recognized that, but her desire to rise above and need for order only worked against Erec. I will stay quiet so long as it benefits Tsia. Elyta purred. She still didn't make any effort to actually catch up, using the distance to help keep Tsia out of the conversation, but Elyta made sure she didn't fall any further behind. Tsia still wasn't so sure about Elyta's behavior. She wanted to protest, but she lost the will when Azura suddenly shifted into acrobatics. WAHOO! She cried, pure elation bubbling out of her as she gripped Azura tightly with her legs. The world tumbled with her, twisting and turning as Azura did. At some point, Tsia even dared to let go of the saddle with her hands, trusting the saddle straps and the strength in her legs to keep her in place. She threw her arms into the air, laughing and giggling. The weightless sensation was an absolute joy. Elyta's flying was just as enjoyable too, but for a completely different reason. The feathered dragon had to actively fight and work with gravity. Azura defied it. Azura, you're amazing! Tsia shouted, hugging his neck with glee.
Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

Erec continued to pet Elyta as he watched Tsia and Azura and smiled, Well I thought I could ask you, I know asking her would just scare her off an I can't do that right now with the mission. I mean, Azura knows everything about me, so I thought it would be the same for you and Tsia. Also, I'll do whatever I can to get her to see me for more than what she does already, and I know she is always thinking, but about what I don't know. So, let me ask you this, do you dislike me because I'm a guy, because you think I'm a bad guy, or because you think I'm trying to take Tsia's attention away from you? Erec was fine relaxing with Elyta while Azura and Tsia enjoyed themselves, Azura didn't get the same reaction from Erec as much anymore since they had done it so much, but it was always fun. He could feel Azura's content from here though he stayed quiet about the conversation not even adding his opinion. I will admit Elyta, you are a very pretty dragon, and Azura can never hope to match your speed, so I will admit I had fun with your acrobatics earlier.
Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

I don't dislike you. Elyta replied a bit too defensively. You do take her attention though. And she's my rider, not you and not Azura's. Just to help make her point stick a little more, Elyta shook herself like she might to get a bug off her back. Again, not really to try and dislodge Erec but enough to jostle him around. Or at least try. Darn half-elf seemed impervious to such antics. Tsia doesn't talk about her past, but I do know it. She's aware of as much at least. Her dreams are always looking back. Nightmares really. If you want her to respond better, try following along sometime. Tsia likes order. Predictable makes her feel safe. Elyta's purring rose in pitch. She could feel Tsia's mental question again, but brushed it off. If Elyta answered her now, she risked Tsia becoming privy to the conversation. Of course I'm beautiful. I preen daily. My wings are the envy of the skies. Elyta stretched her wings out, letting the copper tones catch the light as she drifted on the current. They picked up the invisible waves, rocking her gently. Minute movements in her muscles lifted her feathers and her alula as needed to help even out her suspended flight with almost no effort. It wasn't supposed to be fun though. Not for you at least. I forgive you though. Well, at least she's not trying to buck him off anymore. Tsia commented aloud to Azura, wondering what on earth was going on back there. Hey, Azura, may I ask you a personal question?
Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

Is rather make her feel safe by letting her know that no matter what befalls her, Ill always be there or help and protect her.. that.. that is predictable I guess but its what I can offer her. Erec decided to relax and appreciate the beautiful glow coming off Elyta, Well thank you for forgiving me. Erecs mind though was in how he could help Tsia, even if it was so she would open up to him so he could know her better. Azures looked at Tsia with one of his golden eyes, Go ahead Tempest Rider. Her nickname for her stormy temper and that of the speed of her dragon.
Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

Elyta snorted again. Tsia can protect herself. She has for a long time. Erec didn't get it. Clearly. Elyta thought for a minute, her wings flapping lazily since the current was more than enough as is to keep her in the air. What if she showed him? There's no way Tsia would agree to it, but the girl needed to open up to someone besides Elyta. That wouldn't happen unless someone pushed her into it. You need to understand. Tonight, open your mind to me. I'll take you into Tsia's dream. She won't like it, but she doesn't have to know. Tsia smiled at the nickname, not quite realizing that it referred to her temper on top of Elyta's speed. What drew you to Erec? Why did you pick him to pair with? You don't need to answer if you don't want too. This wasn't ay of her business and she knew it. Each dragon had their own reason for selecting their rider. Tsia knew Elyta's reason, but that's only because of their bond. Dragons didn't normally discuss this kind of thing. It was deeply personal. The last thing Tsia wanted to do was offend Azura, but she couldn't help herself. She was curious.
Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

Erec nodded his head, If you believe I need to see her past then Ill leave my mind open. Thank you Elyta. And dont worry I can keep a secret, though Ill orobably have to tell her that I know sooner or later depending on what happens. Well lets catch up and you can have Tsia back all to yourself. Erec said the last part teasingly as he continued to let Elyta. Azurs chuckles as he eyed Tsia, You really are a curious rider. Now if you must know its because I saw he had the potential to change the world. I dont know how but all I know is Dragon Rider or not he would have become a powerful figure and I wanted to see what he would become personally. He has a strength to him not often seen, and I think its because of his dedication to who he is, he knows who he is, what he fights for, what his strengths are and he uses all that to win his battles. No matter what kind. I am fond of him, hes like s cub almost, I feel I need to watch over him but weve become almost like brothers I feel, with our light banter and being able to know what the other thinks even without our link. Azura the looked back at her, Any reason in particular why you are wondering?
Thread: We Rode on Broken Wings (Arkus and River_Wolf)

Finally! Elyta picked up the pace, ready and willing to catch back up to to Azura and Tsia. Frankly, Tsia had ridden Azura for far too long in her option. Honestly, she'd rather handle both riders at once than give Tsia to another dragon for a bit. Really? Tsia asked, a bit astonished that Azura thought so highly of Erec. Sure, most dragons thought highly of their riders, but that was on a whole different level. Someone with the power to change the world. So different from her. Tsia worked her butt off, desperately trying to prove herself to the Flight Leaders so that she could graduate to higher positions, but it wasn't some destiny of hers. Erec's gifts far surpassed her own. She knew that. Plenty of people talked about Tsia and Erec as if they were on the same level, but just hearing Azura talked about Erec proved they weren't. I just... wanted to know what you saw in him. Now I know. The melancholy in Tsia's voice was unmistakable. She didn't comment on it anymore and the way she closed off made it clear she didn't want to talk about it anymore. Thankfully, Elyta pulled up next to them shortly after. Tsia hopped easily onto her dragon's back, not even bothering to ask or wait for Erec to offer help again. She settled into Elyta's back and returned to her work, refusing to make eye contact with Erec or Azura. The sun was touching the horizon by the time Elyta started to descend. Below them, the lights from the town Tsia chose were already starting to come to life. Magic lamps burned brightly along the main streets, illuminating the wide road in the twilight. It was clearly built with dragons in mind. Elyta landed in front of a large building. The front window was magically etched with the words The Dancing Dragon and a moving dragon roared silently on the pane, flaring its wings in greeting. Off to the side was a massive pavilion with several raised surfaces. Two were covered in fresh straw. A few attendants waited quietly just inside. A man stood in front of the inn, waiting patiently for the riders to dismount. Welcome to my humble inn, great riders. The inn-keeper bowed. There's already warm beds prepared for your dragons and if they wish, we have a small pasture with a few cows and sheep for them to dine on.
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Thread: The Garrettsville Golden Boy Returns Home (BreakFromReality and Frogger)

As the sun starts to rise on this late August morning, Josh Miller pulls into the Garrettsville High School parking lot. He glances at the student lot as he passes through it, remembering when he parked here as a student just a short five years ago. Back then, he was a household name in the small Midwestern town -- a five-star quarterback, recruited by top Division I schools ranging from Southern Cal all the way down to Florida. He decided to stay somewhat close to home, and attended Michigan. However, he didn't see much playing time donning the maize and blue, as a series of injuries derailed his collegiate career. After a failed effort to make an NFL squad for training camp, his dreams of turning pro ended, and he was left to live just a normal life. While that reality would crush your average 22-year-old former high school star athlete, Josh sought out a way to stay in the game even though he'd no longer step foot on the gridiron. Upon graduating from Michigan, he decided to return home to fill an opening at his alma mater. He'd be teaching U.S. Government, which was always a senior blow-off class, and serving as an assistant on the football coaching staff. While it was a far cry from making millions of dollars, living in huge houses and traveling the country to play a game, coming home to teach and coach allowed Josh to start all over again. With his portfolio in his left hand and his bag slung over his right shoulder, Josh walks through the nearly empty parking lot to the front doors of the school. His short, dark brown hair is neatly done, and his piercing green eyes are hidden by a pair of sunglasses. A red polo shirt clings to his toned frame, and black dress pants complete the outfit. To him, it only makes sense to wear the school colors on his first day. Upon opening the door, he looks to his left and sees Mrs. Jacobs, the longtime school secretary, sitting at her desk preparing for another school year. He stops by and chats with her for a bit before making the walk down to his new classroom. Coach Bill Walker occupied this room for the better part of three decades before his retirement at the end of the previous school year. He was Josh's position coach all throughout high school, so Josh looked at him as a second father. It only made sense that Josh would come onto the staff and carry on the tradition that Coach Walker established all those years ago. Josh opens the door, turns on the light and heads into the room. Just sitting down at the desk makes him think how strange it is to be on the other side of the teacherstudent dynamic, and he expects it to get even weirder when the students start filing in. This year's senior class includes his sister and most of her friends, which will make the dynamic that much more interesting. With a couple hours to go until the first bell, Josh goes over his brief lesson plans for the day, then begins to study the gameplan for Friday night's season-opening game against Roosevelt High.
Thread: The Garrettsville Golden Boy Returns Home (BreakFromReality and Frogger)

Josh had his back to the door and was deep into looking over the Roosevelt gameplan when he heard a familiar voice coming from over his right shoulder. He sat up slowly and arched an eyebrow. It can't be... Turning around, Josh saw his high school sweetheart, Lily, leaning against the doorframe. A wide, boyish smile quickly spread across his face as he took in the sight of his first real girlfriend. Lily... spilled from his lips as he stood to greet her. As hard as it was for him to believe, she looked even better than she did when they graduated from here five years ago. Her outfit did its best to accentuate just how much she had grown. Her smile was cuter than ever, and it was a great reminder of their relationship. Usually, the best athlete in the school dated a cheerleader, but that wasn't the case here -- Lily's quiet demeanor was a nice contrast from the chaos that took place between the lines every Friday night. Had they not gone their separate ways following graduation, they'd probably still be dating. Hello to you, too, Josh said, walking over to give Lily a hug, his over six-foot frame towering over hers. I'm great. It's so good to see you, he added upon releasing the hug. He chuckled at her question, gave a simple shrug and looked over the classroom. Yeah. Completely what we expected five years ago, right? he joked. But yeah, Coach Walker retired and there was an opening, and since I'm not playing anymore... There was a slight pause after he uttered those words. It was still painful for him to come to grips with the fact that he wasn't playing anymore, no matter how hard he tried to get over it. ...since I'm not playing anymore, it was a nice opportunity to come back home and give back, y'know? So I'll be teaching government and coaching this year. I'm pretty excited for it. At least I get to stay in the game. Josh looked into Lily's eyes. So what about you? I had no idea you were teaching too.
Thread: The Garrettsville Golden Boy Returns Home (BreakFromReality and Frogger)

It is so good to see you, too, Lily said on a soft laugh, lifting a hand up to place it gently on his back and return the hug. It was a little difficult to juggle her hot tea, but she managed, somehow or another. It is a miracle she did not spill it all over him-! A hand lifted to brush threads of hair from her eyes once they broke apart, just for a small smile to grace her lips. It brought out a dimple hiding in her right cheek not that she knows that. Lily blushed pink, fidgeting nervously as she let her own eyes sweep the classroom. Oh. Right. Five years ago, he imagined himself as a star quarterback, on a team just as good as he is. Lily glanced at him from the corner of her eye, unable to help but notice the regret in his own green pair, the pain that temporarily tugged at his mouth. It is not her place to say anything, though. It hurts to see him in pain, to see the regret and the hint of bitterness but she doubts there is anything she can say that will make him feel better. Lily pasted on a smile when his attention returned to her, as the question hung in the air between he and her, just to blush a little darker. Wh-What about me? Oh. Ah. Well. Principal Wallaby decided I can masquerade as an English Literature teacher, since I read so much, Lily decided to joke, as weak and pathetic as it may come across as. Lily ducked her head a little, a veil of black falling forward from behind a shoulder to hide her face from view. A hand lifted to deal with the issue however, it ended up playing with several strands, instead of tucking them behind an ear. I suppose a love of reading makes it somewhat difficult to find a suitable job related to it, so I just sort of found myself in a teaching position. I work online as a Book Agent, but No, wait. Not entirely true. Lily is writing a book, too, though it is not something she advertises, since it is somewhat embarrassing to confess. I ah, I sort of stuck around. I had to look after Briana, too. It was then that she finally managed to bring herself to glance up at him. Very shortly after graduation, their father passed away leaving Briana and Lily orphans in this cold, cruel world. Yes, there were many people who stopped by, offering their condolences however, their sympathy leaves much to be desired. Y-You do remember that Government used to be one of my worst subjects, right? Lily continued on a weak laugh, this time to avert his attention elsewhere. I thought you had trouble with it too? I am surprised you did not decide to go into physical education.
Thread: The Garrettsville Golden Boy Returns Home (BreakFromReality and Frogger)

As Lily gave Josh a small smile, his eyes immediately took notice of the small dimple in her right cheek, which always brought a smile to his face. She was just too damn cute, leading his mind to briefly wander to a different reality in which he also stayed closer to home. Masquerade? he laughed, shaking his head. Lil, I'd say you're more knowledgeable on literature than nearly anyone who's ever taught in this school. And you should be writing! You're so good at it. You bailed me out of a bunch of assignments, he added, thinking back to when he would ask her to look over or even write ! his papers. The kids will be learning from the best, that's for sure. Josh's smile faded as Lily mentioned looking after her sister. He couldn't imagine losing one parent, let alone two, and here was Lily trying to make it on her own as a teacher while balancing the responsibilities of being a big sister and essentially another mother figure. After getting to college, he lost contact with Lily thanks to constant practices, games, and lifting while trying to maintain a healthy GPA and a decent social life. Suddenly, he hated the fact that he never bothered to check in on her to see how she was doing. He hoped she didn't look down on him for that. Well, neither of us really tried in that class, Josh admitted. I don't think anyone did. They thought I'd be better off just filling Coach Walker's shoes instead of reshuffling the staff, and I really wasn't in a position to demand anything. Glancing over Lily's shoulder, he looked at the clock. Guess I should probably let you go. I didn't think I'd be getting first day jitters, but here we are, he laughed. What period is your lunch? Maybe we can eat and catch up some more then.
Thread: The Garrettsville Golden Boy Returns Home (BreakFromReality and Frogger)

Amber-gold eyes glanced up, just for a laugh to bubble up before very long. As if to hide it, Lily brought her hand up to her mouth but it was too late, and of course futile. Yes, well just because I helped you on some of your assignments no, the majority of your assignments does not mean I should be writing. It could just mean I was the best person available, she could not resist retaliating. I suppose you are right. I never cared to learn about politics, or economy, or anything along those lines. I always found myself dreadfully bored. Lily shuffled between her feet, about to indulge herself in the distraction of sipping her hot tea, while it is still hot, only he pointed out just how much time has gone by. Oh. I did not realize Lily bit the corner of her lip, the pink flesh darkening from the abuse. Lunch? I have B block, she went on to share. I usually like to have lunch outside, so if you have the same lunch period, how about we meet under our usual tree? I will even bring two chocolate milks, Lily went on, nearly grinning from ear to ear. I remember how you used to sweet-talk the cafeteria ladies into giving you an extra one. I do not want to hear a lecture about how I need to eat more, do you understand? Lily twisted away from him while pointing a finger at him, as though to threaten him but of course, it is not a real threat. Amusement sparkled in her eyes as a smile tugged at her lips. Between one heartbeat and the next Lily was gone. A subtle scent lingered in the air, however, of gardenia and something exotic, obviously the perfume she sprayed on before coming in. Lilys footsteps echoed off the walls fading as she went down the hallway.