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| Caledrus was a big, busy place. It was somewhat overwhelming for the Zeddians, but they managed. Zhyizt was impressed that there were locations on the huge scientific starship that had their own weather patterns. And he'd been warned: leave them be. He and Xeaa had been hitch hiking, just on a whim, to see where any given ship would take them. Provided any ship came close enough to Zeddian space, of course. One did, that was Caledrus and its improbability drive. Given that they hadn't even known that this much weirdness even existed before a few dozen years ago, Zhyizt and Xeaa were taking this all very well indeed. Of course, Xeaa would have anyway - she'd known they would do something big. Bigger than that. Her one impressive vision she'd had when they found the remains of an old, long-dead 'hiker on the hills near their country village, was that they would in fact be seeing things a lot differently in the near future. How near in the future? How far would they go in space? Neither could tell. But the multi-armed pair enjoyed their stay because of not just the assortment of galactic foods and societies represented here, but because of their hostess. Woodie was absolutely a gas - they had to wonder whether she was part-Zeddian too, because of those multiple arms of hers. It was Woodie that had suggested they head down to a dragonry for a spell. The dragons on the ship needed to get out every once in a while, and let the flight domes recover a little. They went into a stable orbit, descended a bit into the atmosphere, and opened the access area to the main dome for the dragons. And out they went: though it was a bit hard on some of the smaller ones, those who could fly well enough got the ride of their lives as they zoomed miles and miles above the planet they circled. "We're going to Ryslen," Woodie said. "You can feel free to provide entertainment," she said to Xeaa, who giggled and nodded. She enjoyed her ability to make mental illusions so real looking and sounding that people always wondered after whether they'd really seen it or just imagined. "They might need your aid if there's a storm," Woodie gave a nod toward Zhyizt who smiled broadly. "But do try and keep to the current weather as much as you can. They're not much for big alterations." While preparations for the shuttle down were made, Woodie made other arrangements with the Prima down there. They could always use more Novos, right? Zhyizt was like a god, he never was cold or hot, and he had supreme control over weather both near and distant. As far as he could comfortably see from the ground, was his domain. That did leave a LOT of space, sometimes, for storms to develop or die out. He'd met Xeaa that way, they chatted about it often. How several years before, they'd both been wandering around looking for more than their village could give them, and Xeaa's sudden visions. He'd asked: can I see them? And she obliged, projecting her vision of a windswept hillside and the two of them on it, right into his mind. He brought the wind up, and they traveled carefully up the hill. Xeaa would always have a bit of trouble climbing, her single leg meant that she had to rely on the aid of others, or her canes. Some day perhaps, she would find a way to replace it - she'd been born that way, without her left leg right from the hip. A nub of leg did exist, a joint but nothing more. A lesser man would have found it unattractive, but Zhyizt was, as Xeaa often said, a God among men. He was much more handsome than she was pretty, though it could be said that his markings were sloppy at best, and his sense of fashion did drift into the weird now and then. When Zedd was opened up, even a little, to interstellar and interdimensional travel, they were able to study about other worlds. Their village neither encouraged nor shunned this knowledge, it was simply there. Nothing ever happened there, which was why Xeaa was so pleased that when they did get a good look at this weird little cylindrical device from space, she knew they would have way more fun than their kin they'd leave behind. This was an unofficial exit, from the world. Zeddian travel off world still isn't much better than heavily restricted. So, any chance that the common folk had to escape their mundane lives, they took. When Zhyizt asked her, months before, "will we return?" Xeaa had no answer. The shuttle was prepared, and they were asked to gather themselves and get ready for the cold below. The small, running-shoe shaped shuttle had to land a fair bit away from the main Nidus, but that was fine. By that time, the dragons had got there too. So they were treated to their first dragon flight as well as a spectacular flurry of snow and wind. It'd be a wonder if anyone could find the shuttle under all the falling snow, so they might even be stuck there until Spring. Of course, Zhyizt could just whip up a windstorm and clear it... "These are them?" Asked a woman, and Woodie nodded - bringing their attention to the present and obvious nature of their visit. They looked around at the inside of the Nidus and realized that yes there were other dragons. Plenty of them. Many were speckled with snowflake patterns on their skin, and most had pale shimmery snow-colors rather than the bold, dark shades of those found on Caledrus's flight domes. "They're lovely," Xeaa whispered, and Zhyizt nodded, entranced. "They may be for you," the Prima said, indicating the wobbling eggs. There were hatchlings too, a few, this would be an odd visit indeed... |
| Xeaa Zheu Xeym (ZEE-ah shoe zaym)Gender: female Markings: shiny white skin with small solid grey zig-zag/s, on three hands and on knees and hips only Hair: low elbow length, glossy white Powers: weak history/future reading abilities and average strength perception-based illusion abilities Mutations: missing one leg Zhyizt Xiivs Zhyys (shy-IST zeev's shy-us) Gender: male Markings: dull white skin with small solid black blotch/es, on chin and over eyes and from wrists to shoulders and over and around ears Hair: hip length, dark graphite and weak black Powers: very strong weather control Mutations: no mutations |
| Zeddian Generator | Nidus Ryslen | Absolute Textures |
| Originally sent to Ryslen 2006-7 flurry, resending 2021 |