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 RS: Target Practice (M9)
 Posted: Apr 17 2017, 10:42 PM

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As with many things about Weyrlinghood, flaming was a danger. C'ven had treated a number of minor burns himself, had sent many more severe cases to the infirmary, and had even once himself carried a Weyrling rider there himself with burns so severe the victim could only scream and moan in agony. That had stayed with him for weeks, and while the rider had made a full recovery, he would always carry those scars.

Still, it was necessary. And now that the Weyrlings had practiced their flaming on the ground for a good month, it was time to take it to the skies. C'ven had gathered a handful of volunteer rider-dragon pairs, equipped them with buckets full of fake Thread, and asked them to hang out on the rim until the lesson started. Even Jessath was outfitted with a number of buckets, the slimy bits of rope dyed blue and glittery.

It was like the dodging lesson he had once put on, but different. There was fire, this time. Fire was dangerous, especially in the air. But Jessath had already called the Weyrlings, and already some of them were trickling into the outdoor space C'ven had cleared for them, and he could not think of a suitable substitute quickly. Besides, they had to learn this, and he knew it.

When everyone was gathered he mounted, letting out a sigh before he turned to face the Weyrlings. He pulled his goggles down over his eyes, squinting around, and then motioned for everyone to pick a sack of firestone from a pile to one side. He wore his cap as well, though he hated what it did to his hair, and his riding jacket: just as he had instructed they come dressed. The riding leathers would protect them from the heat, and if anyone got burned it would protect them from the majority of that as well.

"Today, we are going to continue our flaming practice, but this time while we fly." He patted Jessath, who had a sack of firestone hanging from his harness. Without a comment to the others to do the same he dug out one of the rocks and tossed it, Jessath catching it easily and grinding it down to swallow. He licked his lips, then jerked his head back, flame spewing from his mouth without warning as a mass of tangled rope fell towards him and C'ven. His rider scowled at the dragon hovering above them. "Not yet, you dimglow! We're not even in the air!"

Jessath snorted and shook his head, smoke curling from his jaws. The rider above laughed as his dragon winged away, and C'ven shot a sour look at the students. "Feed your dragons and get in the air. We're starting easy, in a line, and we'll work our way into moving around over the next few weeks so we don't go burning each other."

Jessath pushed off once he was done talking, and the volunteers around the rim left their places, positioning themselves higher than the Weyrlings would be. Once the Weyrlings were lined up, spaced out, and hovering, the volunteers started dropping 'Thread'.

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Sabath and J'lor were excited to help with the lesson, and they were even more excited at the role they would be playing in the lesson. Though "volunteer" wasn't exactly a perfectly accurate description of their involvement, it was a good lead in for them to take on a more prominent role with the Weyrlings as time went on. J'lor hoped they would become a recognizable presence and that eventually their being authority figures would become natural.

J'lor smirked at the bucket full of slimy blue rope and glitter. When he was still a candidate he had been caught in the crossfire of a similar lesson. It had been full of hilarity and had been a very fond lesson for him.

At C'ven's signal, J'lor and Sabath became airborne and J'lor began aiming fist-fulls of the thread at unsuspecting--or perhaps oversuspecting weyrlings.

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T'ryn and Oryth lined up upon Jessath's summoning. They were regularly the first pair to arrive when it was time for a lesson. Oryth liked it that way, he tried to be a role model for his smaller siblings whenever he had the chance, and timeliness to him was a pinnacle of this behavior. His 'big brother' attitude seemed to annoy a few of the weyrling pairs, but most seemed to appreciate it, at least that's what Oryth told T'ryn. T'ryn got the impression that some of the riders seemed to mind more than their dragons did.

T'ryn was conservative with the amount of firestone he gave to Oryth. The naturally-flaming bronze would have his flame grow incredibly large if he was given a full amount of stone. He supposed there was a time and place for that, but he thought that when it came to accuracy and precision, it would not be good to unleash giant fire blasts in the vicinity of other young dragons.

Oryth and T'ryn took their place in the line, hovering and kept their eyes on the "volunteers" above them. He knew that they would not hesitate to beam the weyrlingpairs with this fake thread. It would not hurt them, but he had heard about the glitter and sticky blue mixture that accompanied the rope. He and Oryth were large targets, but he would do his best to avoid embarrassment.

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"So all I have to do is burn the 'thread' that will be thrown down to us, Correct?" the celadon colored green lookex down at her rider.

"Yep, while flying with you siblings in a line." There was something in her tone that made Nihath snort.

"Being in a line will not help if it gets below you or if the thread is next to you. Are we not to acknowledge those? Are we to ignore the ones that fall to the ground?" The questions never seemed to stop with Nihath. Though A'nia was more in awe that the green managed to make it all sound nice and polite like she was merely asking, not like the idea was stupid and simple. That was running through their bond at the moment.

"Ni, its to help with teamwork and so that everyone knows what they are doing. Thus is how most drills go, everyone has ro stay in formation durring a fall." The only response was a flick of tail.

They took their places at the side, A'nia had a sack of firestone in her hand, Nihath stood silently as she watched the other dragons in the sky. Formation or not none of tjat 'thread' was going to touch her or A'nia she would see to that.

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