Telgar Weyr Bowl - Leona - June 10th, 2006

Telgar Weyr - Center of the Bowl

A nearly circular bowl, surrounded on all sides with the sheer soaring cliff walls of the now dormant volcano that once formed Telgar. Hard packed earth, leveled to nearly flat by the passage of feet, both human and dragon with the odd intrusion of rock that is sheared off to keep the area safe to traverse. Two openings can be seen from this area, one the gigantic oval teardrop shape that leads on into the hatching grounds and nearly opposite the much smaller doorway that leads into the communal living areas for the weyr.

Leona is actually - gasp! - alone for once. She's sitting up against the bowl wall near the living caverns, several half-tanned hides stretched out to dry around her. Seems she's working, although it doesn't much look like it. For one thing, that's a mug of ale in her hand there.

Roroc is walking through the bowl a herd of young little boys about him, jumping at him. On his head a small red leather sack is very firmly place. "I'm telling you I don't know where that sack you guys want is." He says very sarcastically, then grunts holding back a laugh as they lunge at him. "OH you guy, I don't have it." He teases them, knowing they see it.

Leona snickers, raising her mug-holding hand to indicate the sack. "Having fun there, Roroc?" she calls out, although she doesn't appear motivated enough at the moment to interfere with his little game.

Roroc turns around hearing his name called, the sack fall from his head and one of the boys grabs it and they all take off. "You'll never get this again!' Then the boy pull his eye lid down and sticks his tongue out at Roroc. "Why you little…" But then he sighs and turns back to Leona. "Now look what you did, and I was having so much fun.

Leona snickers at Roroc, shaking her head. "I shouldn't be surprised to see you playing with little boys." She's of course implying that he's still a 'little boy'. She watches the boys leave for a moment, then shrugs, and gets up to check on the hides she's working on. "How's that girl of yours?" she asks idly, making conversation. She means Laila.

Roroc walks closer to her and leans in ever so slightly. "Maybe, but I'm man enough to leave you speechless, after only a single kiss." The last part he whispers, just so no-one else hears it. "Oh and she's fine, she thinks I love someone else." He says then looks into the sky.

Leona snorts at Roroc. "I'm pretty good at leaving you speechless, too. All it takes is one good shot…" she grins scarily at Roroc. But she doesn't do anything, not yet. She's still checking over the hides, tightening or loosening them on their frames as necessary, and making idle conversation. "Oh? She thinks you don't love her, and she's fine? Nice catch there." she says, sarcastically. She pulls the next hide tighter on the frame, possibly a little /too/ tight. She's not the 'someone else' is she?

"Well, I'm not a liar, when it's important anyways." Roroc chuckles and then says. "You see, It's not that I don't love her, just that I'm not /in/ love with her." He hesistates for a moment and then continues. "I met someone recently thats changed how I think of a woman." He steps closer and kneels down infront of Leona and then looks into her eyes. "Though I believe her hearts belongs to someone else."

Leona is still tightening that one hide, and her eye seems to be twitching slightly. She's fighting the urge to be violent, she really is. She must actually care, to be repressing that. "That's great. I'm so happy for you." she says, with no emotion. "If you really loved this other person, you'd want them to be happy. You'd let them go." she adds, pointedly.

"I know…but I…I can't let her go. For the first time, in so long, I've found someone. But with my luck she had to be with someone else." Roroc grits his teeth. "But I know she has feeling for me, I…I felt something with our first kiss that I can't explain." He moves his hand to take hers and then looks up from her hands to her eyes. "Whats wrong, you seem tense?"

Leona? Tense? No, she's just fine, really. SNAP! That was the hide, apparantly she'd tightened it just a little bit too much. She grumbles at the torn hide, then tosses it aside. And then Roroc takes her hands, and she too looks at his hands, and then his eyes. And then sighs. Sighs? "I… I can't. Karell… And Karona…" she looks away, then.

"What do you mean you can't, you can always use another peice of hide to do your work. And whats wrong with Karell and Karona?" He says raising an eyebrow. Either he's playing it real well that he just got shut down, or he really wasn't talking about her.

Leona glares at Roroc. "You're trying to rile me up, aren't you? Do you get off on pain or something?" she mutters. Just a moment ago, she was actually almost admitting to some kind of feelings for Roroc. "Karell and Karona are /fine/. Leave them out of this." But, um, she brought them /into/ it. Leona pulls her hands away from Roroc's, also.

Roroc smiles for a second, and then says. "Leona, I don't ever want you to be angry again." He stands up and then begins to walk away. "I don't want to make you angry so I'll, just leave." He heads off and just before he's out of hearing range he says. "I just want you to be happy."

Leona glances up, and watches Roroc start to walk away, confused. What just happened here? She has no idea. "Um. Right then." she moves over to retrieve the torn hide, frowning at Roroc. "If that's what you want." she says, shrugging. But she doesn't seem very happy.

Roroc sighs and just looking at her face is forced to go back. "Okay, your not happy, out with it whats wrong." He says then he wonders for a second. Could she really want him to pursue her? "NO..no thats not it." He says before adding. "Well now, Leona whats bothering you?"

Leona frowns, and shakes her head. "I… I'm not sure… about anything. Karell, Karona… /This/." with that, she gestures at either the bowl or the hides, it's hard to tell which. She turns away from Roroc for a moment, moving back to where she'd been sitting earlier, to put the torn hide with the other hides. When she turns around, it seems as though she might have been crying just a little. "I don't know what I want. I love Karell, but I don't know if I'm /in/ love with him. I was just fifteen when I met him! I've only … I've only been with him. I've only kissed two people in my life…"

Roroc smiles. "Well, your just scared he's all you will see." He sighs knowing that he /has/ to do the right thing. "Karell is great, wonderful, no reason that you should feel this way, other than you just feel a little strange." Then he looks at her and smiles. "Besides, he's the only good kisser out of those two, am I right." He winks.

Leona sighs, and shakes her head. "Karell… He's a great mate, and a great father, but… well… he's boring." There, she said it. She does manage a smile at the question of whose the better kisser, and a weak snicker. "Oh, it's him, definitely." then she adds "But maybe we need to do more research?" followed right up by a very obvious blush. "I really just said that, didn't I? Ugh. See, I can't control myself." she flops down onto the ground, grabbing her ale mug again.

Roroc smiles and then says. "You just need to tell Karell that is all." He smiles and then grabs her ale mug and then doesn't let her put it to her lips. "I think you've had enough of that, I don't want you trying to out do Laila."

Leona shakes her head. "I can't. Karell will be so upset. And what about Karona? She's old enough to know something's wrong…" she sighs, and she can't even turn to ale for comfort at the moment because Roroc won't let her. So she turns to Roroc, pulling him closer, into a kind of embrace. "I just… I don't know… Things have been like this for turns, really. I just… I never…" she sniffs, and looks up at Roroc. "I'm scared." she admits, quietly.

Roroc stands there for a moment, not moving, not anything. He looks around for a moment to make sure he's not dilutional. "Oh." Is all he can manage, as his arms slowly wrap around her and then pulls her head to his shoulder. "No need to be scared, just know everything works out, always." He reasures her without making a move. Probably more scared and uncertain of what to do.

Leona rests her head gladly on Roroc's shoulder, leaning on the man for support. "I just… I think I… I was too young, and Karell… And travelling… And then Karona… So then I joined the craft… But it didn't help." she sniffs again, clearly somewhat upset. "Karell is nice, he's a good man, but he's just … nice." Leona pulls away from Roroc's shoulder, although not out of his arms. She looks into Roroc's eyes for a long moment, and then moves in for a kiss.

Roroc doesn't object but also doesn't move in for more of a kiss. Seems strange that he just takes the kiss without giving her one back. His heart beats faster and then his lips he can't stop them from kissing her deeper. His eyes shut and he's completely gone from this world.

Leona seems rather into this kiss, indeed. She squeezes her arms tighter around Roroc, pulling him closer. Not that that's really very far, since they were already holding each other. Her eyes flicker open briefly, and her eyebrow knit as though frowning, although she's lost control of her mouth at this point. Then her shoulders lift slightly in a shrug, and she relaxes. Much better than ale, definitely. Finally, she pulls away, for air.

Roroc stands there not sure of what just happened, a look of utter confusion in his eyes. He gulps and then looks at her he pulls away from her and then stumbles onto his back. "I…no…I…" Lost for words! Wow she really gave him a left field move.

Leona blushes, looking away slightly. "I… Sorry…" she says, shaking her head. "I just… And you… And…" she shrugs helplessly. She's at a loss to explain it, but it did seem to be genuine.

Roroc just looks at her for a moment before turning around and stumbling to his feet. He runs like a frightened little boy, wait he's frightened? Can that be? Not one word from him before he's gone from the bowl.

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