S'ryll couldn't read all of her expression or be privy to all of her feelings, but it wouldn't have mattered if he was. The bronzerider was woefully inept at dealing with the complexity of emotions

"Now admittedly, I don't know much about the structure behind it. I asked a few questions and generally got told to go away. I get the impression they don't do it much, when they do it's extremely

Kalain nodded as he gathered his supplies. The young man well knew how temperamental dragons could be during baths. "Is he ticklish anywhere? I don't want to be scrubbing his tail and end up flung

Still twiddling with her blouse, Tyne stepped into the office - looking too much like she was about to turn tail and run. But she didn't, instead taking a minute to settle herself on the comfortable

"That would be appreciated." I'des nodded, gestured to the scrubbies and bucket of soapsand, already armed with a scrubbie. "Only advice is don't try to climb him. Working on what you can reach is

"Nice to meet you both." Kalain bowed politely to each of them. "I'm happy to help bathe Sunstreath, if you want. I'm quite experienced at bathing large dragons."

"Welcome, Bronzerider S'yrell," T'lack said giving a casual salute. He was pleased to see that the other man wanted to talk to him again. "Have a seat. How are you today?"

"I look forward to it." Kassia smiled and headed back to her office to get work done. OOC: END

"All right." I'des gave a bit of a shrug. "What's your name? I'm I'des, and the bronze posing back there is Sunstreath." ((He's not even a *Candidate*.)) --You're the one who wants a regular bath.

"Afraid makes sense. I'm the living breathing evidence of the very worst thing a Rider could dare to imagine - and doesn't dare to most of the time. And having someone like me pop up when least

It was an unusual type of conflict - caught between knowing how only a few turns before this conversation would have no doubt swiftly taken a very different and much more intimate turn and.. well, who

S'ryll had been here what, a sevenday, and his head had spun so many times he couldn't count. This Weyr was full of all the craziness that it was rumored to hold, but it wasn't as bad as he'd been

"I'll have Sunstreath bespeak Foreth, or come see you, soon." I'des promised. -- Sent from my phone!

Kalain wrinkled his nose. "No, I'm a whercraft apprentice, but I'd be glad to help just the same." He walked closer "I'm Kalain."

"No one wants to see any of them fail. Even if they probably would argue that if they've been given extra latrine duties for a sevenday." Nayari was using this time to get a more thorough gauge of her

"Oh good- You!" I'des had been nearby, in fact, Sunstreath just beyond him. "You're a Candidate, right? Want to help me wash my bronze?" -- Sent from my phone!

"Nah," Kassia grinned as the odd kitten popped its head out. One half of its face was red along with much of the opposite side of the body, the other areas were black. Odd, but beautiful. "You keep

Ambrelli looked over at a young woman lounging at the lakeside. She had red hair and pale skin, and she hoped the girl had the sense to put on sunscreen, even in the early morning. But that's what

"What the shards have you two been doing?" Kassia roared again. "Making half the Weyr drunk? Stripping? Ending up in bed together?" "Mom," Sarati said quietly, clutching her head, "please don't

Well, that was one way of looking at it, she supposed. She waved off his confusion with a light giggle and a wave of her hand. "Ignore me, I was pretending to be one of those uppity art people who try