Hiss Hiss!

[Libra]

(Tox waned a thread with Trisha and Jordan, so here it be!)

To be honest...Trisha was sharding bored! No matter how much she asked, B'rian and Chloe wouldn't make Lorith lay at least one dragon egg for her! Psh, dim glows. So she had taken up to exploring for the time being, and thought she'd have fun snooping around the weyrling quarters.

And for once, the silly girl was actually in a spell of thought as she rounded a corner, not seeing if she would possibly bump into someone...


(Sorry, short. ^^)

[ShadowToxin]

Jordan was around the corner that Trish was nearly about to turn on, she was out with Aqua and Skuttle, the latter of the two making his lizardy way ahead of them, poking his little nose into everything. "Skut dun be going to far now little guy." JOrdan warbled out as she turned most of her attentions to scratching a particularally itchy spot on Aqua's hide, she would have to oil him again today.

Jordan didnt notice the girl as she turned the corner, but Skut shure did, as she had stepped directly on his tail and caused him to shreik in fear and pain. Which caused JOrdan to look up, her eyes burning with a sudden flash of anger to anything that would cause her little firelizard pain. "WHAT IN THE FIRST SHELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!" She bellowed, her voice able to raise to desibles that would make the loudest dragon proud, watching as Skut fled to between, then reappeared in the safety of her arms. Where she instantly went to crooning and stroking the wingless flitt before her gaze lifted again, not really caring who this girl was related to, weyrleader cousin or not.

[Libra]

Trisha's own shriek matched in almost complete harmony with the lizard's, except hers was of startlement, not fear and pain. Her upper lip twitched as it appeared in the girl's arms, the girl herself screaming at her. But Trisha was not abashed--rather, she was disgusted.

"Son of a Bitran, what is that?!" Trisha said in a very disgusted voice, briefly pointing at the wingless firelizard. Jordan's accusing voice and Trisha's scream still seemed to echo on about the weyr. The girl set her hands on her hips, looking Jordan up and down. It was obvious she did not approve of Jordan's choice of clothing, and instantly categorized her as not worth her time to try and be nice,

"Me? I'm walking, but then THAT thing had to get in my way. Now, would you move? You're tainting the air I breath."

[ShadowToxin]

JOrdan bristled as she was looked up and down, scowling darkly and transmitting the emotions to both of the flitts in her arms, Aqua hissing at her as he dangeriously drew forward on the silverrider's shoulder. Jordan stopped him by holding up one of her hands infront of him, crooning softly and stroking his back reassuringly.

"Me? I'm walking, but then THAT thing had to get in my way. Now, would you move? You're tainting the air I breath." She snootilly stated, Jordan staring at her with pure venom dripping from her gaze as she ever so slowly drew forward, just glaring at this new girl.

"YOU were the one that stepped on my flitt, and now you have the gall to insult ME?" Jordan hissed out, "and I would sugjest you backing down, or I will hurt you." She finished as she clung to Skut, stroking him softly.

[Libra]

Trisha just raised an eye brow at Jordan...then began to laugh! "You wish to hurt me, dragonrider? You might as well get back to tending to your filthy little lizards, girl. You are not worth my time." her hands remained on her cocked hips, grinning. She wasn't afraid of this stupidly-mad rider.

"Hey, you are the silver rider, correct? Silver is such a gross color...how can be she a queen when all the beautiful gold was taken by her twin, hmm?" Trisha had obviously nosed her way into teh current records...and it was obvious she was egging this fight on. Trisha was bored enough to let it continue...if the "queenrider" wanted a fight, she'd hand it over to her on a silver platter....Ha!

[ShadowToxin]

JOrdan watched still advancing on the girl, taking in her attitude and posture. How DARE she start to laugh at her, clearly this girl didnt know what she was dealing with. Her hands curled into fists, Aqua taking a hold of Skut and flitting away from the fight, but keeping in range to watch the fight.

"Hey, you are the silver rider, correct? Silver is such a gross color...how can be she a queen when all the beautiful gold was taken by her twin, hmm?" The girl stated, Jordan snarling immediantly. NO ONE insulted Mysteth and got away with it, no one. As soon as her snarl was finished Jordan lept forward, her hand already drawn back and now snapping forward.

Her fist smacked directly into the girl's prissy nose, Jordan grinning wickedly in triumph, and what was that? Did she hear a crack from the girls nose? Oh no matter...

After the hit she drew back, breathing hevally as she then moved to advance on the girl again. "You EVER, ever, insult Myst again, and I'll do more than break your nose girl." She hissed out vhentmently, her fist raised againt o deliver more pain should she retaliate.

((lib and i have worked this out, shes okay with me causing harm 8D))

[Libra]

Trisha cried out in pain as her delicate nose broke instantly, blood running down her face and onto her pretty white and pink tank top. She fell onto her back, momentarily deaf to the ringing that resounded in her ears. But anger quickly had adrenaline coursing through her veins--broken nose or not, this girl was going to get it! She was able to focus her gaze in time to see Jordan coming in for another hit...

The dainty girl suddenly jumped to her feet, delivering a sudden punch that hit harder than seemed possible from such a girl right into Jordan's gut, then acting quickly to kick the girl's feet right from under her and make her fall. Ha! But Trisha didn't realize that her nose was bleeding so bad...it wouldn't be long before the lack of blood made her fall to the spot.

[ShadowToxin]

Jordan grunted as the hit took her by surprise, she wouldnt have expected it would have been alot less than it was. She staggered backwards as her diaphram struggled to get air She yelped in surprise as her feet were suddenly out from under her, crashing painfully to the floor. Another yelp was issued out as her shoulder was jarred far to hard.

But she wasnt conserned with that, as Trish had fallen. And she wasnt about to let that opportunity fall away, almost instantly she had pounced on the girl, delivering another puch to wherever she could before pouncing on her. Determined on wrestling and pinning her to the floor as she clutched a fistfull of the blond hair in her hand, not ready to let go anytime soon.

[Libra]

Trisha was able to grin in a brief moment of smug victory as Jordan fell, but the girl was very quick--Trisha received a punch to her own gut, and instantly she felt all the air whoosh out of her. She was forced down yet again as Jordan captured a fistful of her tender locks, grabbing at that hand and trying to make Jordan let go! She even bit into Jordan's hand, that desperate to get the crazy girl to let go of her hair!


D'rth was leaning against the wall not too far away, watching with an unreadable expression. He folded his arms, waiting for Trisha to faint or for Jordan to leave her twitching on the floor. He would have interfered, just for the sake of not wanting them to fight, even if it was Trisha...but the dimglow had insulted Jordan's dragon, and as such had to right to defend her queen and position.

He was just here to drag Trisha off to the Infirmary when it was over and make sure Jordan was alright, that's all.

[ShadowToxin]

JOrdan screeched as she put the brunt of her weight on the girl's middle, keeping her pinned down, determined to have Mysteth's name avenged in the worse way possible. She again squealed as she felt teeth sink into the hand hanging onto the fist of hair, feeling the skin break and calling Trish about every vulger name in the book. So this girl liked her hair huh? Then she would just love having some of it as a keeptake for herself.

Jordan grinned wickedly down to her, looking half derranged before prying the mouth away from her hand, that was spouting blood, and wrenching that hand as hard as she could, hoping to take the fist full of hair along with her hand, not noticing the rider to the side of their fude.

[Libra]

Suddenly D'rth was there, his hands forming over Jordan's bleeding one before she could pull too far.

"Jordan, it is over. See? She fainted." Not that D'rth wouldn't have minded seeing a bald spot on Trisha...however, even when in a fight there were still certain boundaries. It seemed too fickle to beat on an unconscious wherry girl.

Trisha had blacked out so suddenly, covered in her own blood; her nose dropped one last trickle of blood before finally stopping...

[ShadowToxin]

"Jordan, it is over. See? She fainted." A voice said from somewhere above her, causing her to snap out of her rage and blink at the rider curiously. She regestered his words, then looked down at the girl, yup...She was out like a light alright.

So the silverrider snorted in distain, then let go of the girls hair and pushed herself onto her feet with her dignity intact and her shoulder stinging. When she fell she must have done something to her shoulder...Oh well, it didnt matter, Mysteth had been avenged, and she had shown the girl that she wasnt one to mess with, so she was pleased.

"Pfft, girls not worth my time anyways," Jordan snorted out with a self pleased grin as she flashed Trish one more look before turning heel and stalking off, nodding to D'rth on the way as she went.

[Libra]

D'rth watched carefully as Jordan spoke and, in turn, walked away. Hmm, interesting...D'rth heaved a sigh as he leaned over, deciding to be gentle as he picked the light weight Trisha up. Even though she was a pain, she was still human.

Casting one last glance over to the retreating silverrider, D'rth made headway toward the Infirmary.