T'sek

"...I'm not so sure I'm ready for this."

Name:
 T'sek (Unelided: Tasek)
Residence:
 Starfall Dragonry
Sex:
 Male
Species:
 Human
Age:
 18
Height:
 5'8"
Hair:
 Dirty blond, curly, kept short
Eyes:
 Light blue
Skin:
 Naturally fair, typically tanned
Occupation:
 Candidate
Family:
 Dragonrider parents offworld (Author's note: Sedona riders?)
Personality/Info:
 Typically friendly and accepting of others, Tasek enjoys a good social event as much as the next person, preferring to follow rather than take charge of things. He's much more go-with-the-flow than others, standing back and letting other people lead. He respects authority and will very rarely say "no" to someone he sees as respectable and higher-up. He takes little interest in dragons as some people of a similar background might; instead, he enjoys playing games with others and occasionally reading (although his attention span only allows for him to read one or two chapters of a book at a time).

His parents were dragonriders, and when Tasek was young they tried to take him for a ride on one of them, which led to the discovery of Tasek's immense fear of heights. He moved offworld when he was of a proper age, knowing that children with dragonrider backgrounds were often Searched to stand, and believing that moving as far away as he could would prevent them from finding him. Since then, he has avoided the Hatching Dens of Starfall like the plague. He does by no means dislike dragons; he's simply terrified of being chosen to bond one.
Dragon:
 Blue-Green Oeth
Bonded at:
 Sedona Weyr

His stomach turned as the dragon blinked from between, banking over the Weyr with dizzying speed. Tasek squeezed his eyes shut, willing his stomach to hold down his breakfast, gripping the straps so tightly that his knuckles turned white with tension.

You said yes, he berated himself as he felt the dragon drop in altitude. You could have just as easily said no -- oh shards I feel sick -- and now I have to bond one of the little ones --

The dragon circled, bringing the ground closer and closer to itself. Tasek dared not open his eyes. He'd been on a dragon before, years and years ago, and he still couldn't forget the experience. His mother and father had tried and failed to get him to leave their quarters for days afterward. He still couldn't understand how people did the job of a dragonrider and didn't feel immense anxiety at the absence of the sweet, sweet ground beneath their feet.

Another dip in altitude. Tasek clenched his fists harder against the straps, which he hadn't thought was possible. He wondered if the dragon could sense the feeling of bile rising in his throat with every drop and bank. Although the beast probably couldn't avoid such flying maneouvers, Tasek thought for a moment that perhaps it found a sort of game in making him want to die.

And finally, the feeling of a thump as the dragon touched down, folding its wings gracefully to its sides. No more motion. Tasek opened one eye a slit, then the other, and then as both eyes opened he released the pressure in his hands. He suddenly realized a sharp pain in his palms. He'd clenched his fists so tightly that his nails had dug into his palms and made tiny rivulets of blood appear.

The rider helped him down from the dragon and smiled happily, as if completely oblivious to how pale the boy had become. "Welcome to Sedona Weyr," he began. "You'll find your quarters over..."

The world began to spin around Tasek, and the voice of the rider faded. The ground rushed up to meet him. The shout of the rider as he rushed to catch the new candidate sounded distant.

What have I gotten myself into?

Starfall Dragonry is owned by Molly (a.k.a. Starburst).
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