B'neron and Rajalath

A skitter of neon piles high along this egg's base, mixed into a gritty confetti of blue and pink and yellow and orange, interspersed with a few blurred fingers of fern green that reach toward the apex. But nestled deep amidst the brightness lies a tall-built block of forbidding grey to guard the shell's contents, manned only by the saucer-eyed flashes of red-gold that peer from its darker shadows.

Castle Goldfish Egg expands and contracts, rippling with the flashes of red-gold that now seem too big for their container. The castle crumbles, the walls come tumbling down, and the shell -- once so strong a fortress -- finally explodes in a fiery rain of shards to reveal Hidden Deep Sea Scare And Share Bronze Dragonet in all his horrific glory.

Dantesque bronze crawls across his sparse frame to reveal every concavity of hollow of muscle and stick-like bone in a horrific display of gross misproportion. Beauty teases with a whispered caress of rich caramel dolloped by the touch of a gentle hand across bent 'ridges which seem to reach for more within their curled grasps. Spackles of almond-tinged white scatter along with hints of nefarious pyrite upon emaciated wingsails, only to end in abhorrent disarray at leeched tips of bronze 'spars. Further leeched bronze stalks over a pudgy belly, leaking onto stick legs only to end in a regimental line of desicated mud that enwraps his lower legs and paws ending in talons of darkest ebony.

Hidden Deep Sea Scare and Share Bronze Dragonet stops still. Unconsciously mimicking a candidate. A sniff follows then he's off again. the hunt is on, the scent of quiet and home rising with each step towards his destination. Pausing only to display his teeth at a shaking candidate he takes the steps he needs to place himself infront of Beneron only to headbutt him right in the chest.

A gentle lapping of something different, and yet so familiar creeps into your mind, only to retreat for a moment. A breath, then back it comes with the full force of controlled and contained power, revealing everything to you. Leaving you breathless and stunned at the sense of homecoming filling your mind. >>B'neron, We're home.<< Suddenly everything that was old, is new again. What was tired, refreshed. >> With I, Rajalath, at your side, Pern doesn't stand a chance. << He seems to pause a moment >>There is food, yes?<<

B'neron forgets just about everything on the Sands as he raises a hand to scratch the back of his head. His gaze caught on the eyes of the bronze, before he's quite simply grinning like a fool. The full force of everything hitting him at once, before he's at his lifemates side. Still grining, he simply says, "Home.. yes. And there's food Rajalath. All you could ever want."

Rajalath comes from 'Rajah Laut', the Indonesian local name for the Coelacanth. It means 'King of the Sea'. I decided to go with the Coelacanth as it just fit right with what you wanted in your lifemate.To fully explain just what the Coelacanth is would take far too long. Especially when we know that you know what it is, Ben. So, instead, we've got a stack of URL's for you to take a look at and to enjoy.

The rest of Rajalath comes from 'The Creature From The Black Lagoon'. One of the all time best horror films from the 50's and 60's, TCfBL is often held up as how to tell a story, via cinematography and direction. I've included some URL's that explain this far better than me. I've also included the web page of the Actor who played the creature on land. Lastly, the final link is to a..... wait for it... .wait for it

One of the tidbits (and why I chose this film for inspiration) was that the Coelacanth was actually part of the inspiration for the design of the costume for the Creature.During my readings I found I liked the creature. On the surface, he was scary and horrifying, but beyond that -- below the surface -- he was just lonely; unloved; and intelligent. He only wanted to be left alone, and then to have a mate. It wasn't his fault that the general public misunderstood him. Which is what will happen with Rajalath: most people will misunderstand him.

>>Who me? never! besides, who cares if I'm misunderstood. I /like/ it that way!<<

Your Rajalath will be /big/; bigger than most bronzes, but still within Dragon's Dusk-sized dragons. His skin will -always- soak up the oil, leaving him looking like he hasn't been oiled yet. He'll adore being oiled and the fact he has to be oiled more often than other dragons. He'll look at this time as his 'special time' with Ben -- no one else is allowed to help Ben do this, either. If Ben were to fall in love for ever and a day, ala Lessa and F'lar, he /might/ allow her to help--but more than likely not.

>>Oh Ha. Ha. You think that's funny? Just you wait. I'll get you for all of this. Just you wait.<<

In the air, he'll be one of the most graceful creatures Pern has ever seen. He dances with the air itself, plays with it--becomes a part of it in such a sensual way, he'll /always/ attract attention. On the ground, he's still graceful, but his element will always be the air. If he's not flying, he's wanting to be. While he's a weyrling, and grounded, he doesn't know the pleasure that awaits: he only knows that something /isn't quite right/. Once he's allowed to fly, however: watch out for low flying bronzes who like to divebomb unsuspecting dragons and weyrfolk!

Unfortunately, he'll always retain that dry skin, bony frame and potbelly no matter now /how/ much he's fed or how much he's exercised -- so be careful not to overfeed him, Ben.

For starters, he loves to shock; he'll go for the shock factor every time. Oh --and he's a chick magnet. He's one of those beings that just /brings/ in the chicks ... But when it comes to him falling in love? Oh boy, remember when you were 5 or 6 and there's this perfect girl who you adore. But do you think you can tell her? Hey, you know how a lot of women are just drawn to ... things they shouldn't be? Maybe just a touch of Buffy with her 'always going for the vampire' type thing.

When he is in love, he'll go all sweet and shy and be a 'secret admirer'. Leaving little gifts: of flowers, sweet things... entrails... etc. Think.. a child, in love for the very first time. Where, more oft than naught, he'll or she'll do downright nasty things just to get their attention.

Also, he'll lead Ben astray(heh heh): Rajalath will make him do things he normally wouldn't do; see things he wouldn't normally see. Like Kij'in and Marx. Raja will also help him remove those rose-coloured glasses; not a lot, not entirely - Ben'll still be Ben, but Rajalath will help him see things more clearly. I can see talk sessions in private between the two about certain people.

Rajalath >> You really shouldn't listen to Elsi, or Eserth. They both mean trouble. <<

Oh, did we mention that he also loves to play 'jokes' on people? Well, he does. Pranks, practical jokes, downright hurtful things -- all in fun, of course, though the brunt of the joke typically falls on someone who's annoyed him. . . or hurt Ben in some way, shape, size, or form. He's very protective. No one hurts /his/ Ben and gets away with it! Even.. even if Ben won't admit to being hurt.For instance, if Ben can't be vindictive on his own behalf, Raj will go ahead and do it for him! Whether Ben tells him to do it or not, he'll still do it; he's a bit pig-headed in that regard. In court, his best reply would be 'But judge.. he was just /beggin'/ for a whuppin!' Without the southern accent, of course. Oh, all right with the southern accent. A very much Cary Grant, Rhett Butler sound.

For those who look below, for those who manage to get under that dry-sponge hide of his, he'll be sweet, sensitive, downright shy. Perhaps hes unable to verbalize his true feelings to anyone other than Ben? To that end, when forced into social situation, hes a master at dissembling and misdirection. Think you were on your way to learning something about him? Think again.

In the way he thinks, the way he acts, the way he moves -- his entire personality just has those little hints of eroticism, nothing overt -- nothing obvious, just /there/, -him-, purely him; he doesn't think about doing it, it's merely a part of him; a part of him that all the females rave over. A true male, he doesn't think about being sensual or sexy -- he just *is*, and that has an allure all its own.

Deep, deeper, deepest! The richest honey-tones, whiskey-roughened and sensuality incarnate, the bass tonage will be smooth and silky. He'll always pick darker hues to compliment his similarly deep tone; it'll always be roughened leather, natural-hide and black sisal sheets; that tempestuous hint of masculine sensuality added and abetted by the dashes of oldspice lingering around the edges. As above, he has that whole Rhett Butler sound going for him.

In a flight, Rajalath will be the cool, calm, suave presence of an experienced lover -- a master at what he does, he'll be able to mimic her movements almost perfectly. Of course, imitation isnt always the /best/ strategy to use to actually win, but he'll give his all. He'll take losses hard, but not so hard that he'll lose his everyday perspective; instead, it will be more of a day's worth of contemplating his actions, before, << Next time... I shall win! Next time, she won't be so crafty. Besides... that brown wasn't nearly as handsome as I was. >>

You have to kiss a lot of toads before you find a handsome prince. -- American Proverb