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Re: walking the tables - part 2 (F'ation/Dan/Valeryna)

Shirley <angeleyes@...>
 

Dan had had prepared (actually making them himself), the knots for all
the
presentations that he was doing today for the Journeyfolks, and had
Valeryna's in his hand when she came up.
"Oh, don't be so silly" he said, and reached out to hug his friend.
That was all it took. Val threw her arms around Dan, and
buried
her face against his shoulder, softly crying. "I thought you'd forgotten
all about me, after I Impressed," she whispered for his ears alone. "I've
missed you all so much."

***
About that time another guest that had been invited, made his way
staggeringly towards the gathering. In one hand he held a mostly gone bottle
of wine and in the other a bouquet wilted flowers that F'ation had flown to
the Valley to get for Valeryna.

Bumping into the guard that had hung back to keep an eye on Wygelle, the
man reached out to steady the dragonrider. "Hey, you sure you should be
going over there?" The guard stepped back, the man positively reeked of
alcohol.

"Let go o' me, I'm 'vited," F'ation waved at the guard with the hand holding
the bottle.

"Okay...okay," the man let him pass. It wasn't his job to be messing with
drunkards. For all he knew the man could be a ruse to keep his eyes off the
goldrider and she was his job.

F'ation stumbled forward and reached the back tables just in time to see
Valeryna go over to Master Dan and hug him. "VAL!" He yelled out to her! If
she could hug that man she could spare a hug for her husband. "VAL! I'm
here!"


Re: Adios, you doomed souls (Attn: G'rett)

Mlynn Booker <mlynn@...>
 

"Yes, they are," G'rett said, thinking of Joanya and the rest of
her
SandStormers class. Bending, he signed the papers and carefully
rolled them before handing them to R'mal. "Thank you for the notes
and I must say that you seem happier about your decision, R'mal.
Good luck to you and fair skies," he said with a smile, no words
given regarding his opinion of R'tal or the weyrlingmasters.
Coming
around his desk, he saluted the former Weyrleader before extending
his hand for a farewell shake.
R'mal returned the salute, then shook the new Weyrleader's hand
firmly. "You're a dragonhealer, G'rett. You know what they say-- it
is far easier to keep them whole than to fix them once they're
broken. I wish you all the luck in the world in doing so."


Re: walking the tables - part 2 (Dan/Valeryna)

Maris <maris@...>
 

Dan had had prepared (actually making them himself), the knots for all
the presentations that he was doing today for the Journeyfolks, and had
Valeryna's in his hand when she came up.
"Oh, don't be so silly" he said, and reached out to hug his friend.
That was all it took. Val threw her arms around Dan, and buried her face
against his shoulder, softly crying. "I thought you'd forgotten all about
me, after I Impressed," she whispered for his ears alone. "I've missed you
all so much."

"And us, you, Valeryna" he replied softly, holding his friend. "But not
any more, maybe? And pretty soon, you'll be able to come visit us. Who
knows, Arolos might become famous for it's Harper Dragonrider Valeryna, eh?"
He gently moved her back, though, aware of being 'on stage' as it were, and
smiled.
"Here you are, Journeywoman Valeryna!" and presented her with the knots of
a Journeywoman Harper, in the colors of Arolos.


Re: Walkin' walkin' walking the tables (Harpers/Valeryna/Kyrinal/P'ul/Alekkris/TAWLM/AWLM/WeyrLeaders/friends of Valeryna)

regurley@...
 

"I simply dote on him, D'ron. I guess I'm trying to make up for
not being a mother the first time around to little Allek. And he says
Seveglesth is too long, and he's too small for it. He says he'll grow into
it, and I think he's doing that rather too quickly. Why do babies have to
grow up so fast??"
"As a wise person once told me, All things happen in the correct time,
So I guess that these little ones grow up as fast as they do because
that is the way they are supposed to be". D'ron answered her with a bit
of wisdom he had heard at the Harper Hall that he thought was very
appropriate.

D'ron


Re: And lastly, you... (Attn: Dan)

Maris <maris@...>
 

"These are lesson plans for the Weyrlings, and Candidates. There seem to
be a huge number of them who arrive here who have little or no ability to
read and write, or do sums. They arrive all the time, and so the regular
sort of class, the 'traditional' class..." and Dan smiled a little smile at
the use of the word, "... is just not very useful. So, I'm trying to work
out some sort of schedule to teach them the basics, without interfering with
their other classes of what they need to learn as a dragonrider, or a
potential dragonrider. And then, there are the Weyrbrats, many of whom who
seem to do their best to avoid any kind of schooling."
"Much the nature of weyrbrats," Torezu agreed. "Mm, I believe I've got
enough of a sketch that I can leave you alone now, Dan."

Dan laughed. "Thank you for doing a sketch of me, Torezu."


Re: Challenge Course finalizing (Nykie/P'ul)

Maris <maris@...>
 

He pushed aside the food, and got up to be next to her. "Nykie?" he said,
softly. "Come here, Sweetie" he offered, holding out his arms to her.
And she did quite willingly, needing the contact that only another human
can give. Nykie collapsed into his arms, wrapping her own around his waist
as she gave into the despair the egg was causing within her. Her sobs
echoed through the small room.
Tears spent, she stayed against him, feeling safe for the first time in
a long time ... and embarrassed. He'd said she was strong and she'd just
proven him wrong.

He held her as she cried, and held her as she grew quiet. Stroking her
hair, he started humming a little tune, something that his mother had hummed
to his younger siblings.....
Unfortunately, he couldn't carry a tune in a bucket.


Re: the gathering-= visiting (Analeah/P'ul)

Maris <maris@...>
 

"It was my pleasure, and my honour" P'ul replied. "I think that quite a
few WILL be surprised.... maybe even Master Dan! Excuse me, though, will
you? I've got to go keep an eye on the Weyrlings....."
He waited for the MasterHarper to acknowledge his request, then thought of
something. "Oh, and Sir? When you are wanting a return ride, if you want,
please bespeak Snath....."
(Snath! You WILL listen for the Masterharper...)
((Yes...oh grey beard..... ))
"Thankyou...I appreciate it." Michar inclined his head "And thankyou too
Snath. Pardon me...I must join in the festivities." And with a pleasant
smile he walked over to stand not too far from Dan, grinning broadly.
****
P'ul did have to return to the Weyrlings, and route one out to join the
group, but first he had a visit to make.
Quickly walking into the Weyr building proper, he went to the Infirmary and
found the room that Analeah was in.
Sneaking in, he saw her, over by the window.
"Analeah? What are you doing out of bed?"


Re: the gathering-= a surprise guest

WeyrWoman <WeyrWoman@...>
 

Looking around at the sound of another Dragon landing nearby, D'ron
noticed the MasterHarper coming towards the gathering. Starting to
summon one of his flits, D'ron stopped and thought of a better way to
pass the message. Uncasing his drum, D'ron quickly rapped out the
message "MasterHarper present" in drum code. A short staccato sound that
was noticed by all Harpers present.
Valeryna heard that code, and went an even deeper shade of red.
She looked horrible! And here was MasterHarper Michlar arriving! {{ Seve,
love, best behavior, please. A very special person has arrived. Someone
who I respect and admire greatly. }}

(( OHHHH....can I meet this admired person, please? ))

{{ If you remember that special thing I showed you. You're a
Harper's dragon now, and I think people would be pleased at what I've taught
you. }}

(( I think I remember, will you show me again, please? ))

{{ Just follow my lead, love, you'll do just fine. Now sit up
straight, and be proud. When he comes over, *if* he comes over, be
ready. }}

(( Yes, Mine. I won't let you down. ))

The young blue sat up strighter, holding his head high, like His
had shown him to do. He was *Her* lifemate, and would never have her
unhappy with him.


Re: the gathering-= a surprise guest

Maris <maris@...>
 

"I would hate to think I missed anything." Masterharper Michlar replied
"I didn't think I was going to finish the business at Ista in time so it may
be a little of a surprise. Thankyou for your prompt response to my message
at least....and giving me the opportunity to surprise a few of them."
"It was my pleasure, and my honour" P'ul replied. "I think that quite a
few WILL be surprised.... maybe even Master Dan! Excuse me, though, will
you? I've got to go keep an eye on the Weyrlings....."
He waited for the MasterHarper to acknowledge his request, then thought of
something. "Oh, and Sir? When you are wanting a return ride, if you want,
please bespeak Snath....."
(Snath! You WILL listen for the Masterharper...)
((Yes...oh grey beard..... ))
"Thankyou...I appreciate it." Michar inclined his head "And thankyou too
Snath. Pardon me...I must join in the festivities." And with a pleasant
smile he walked over to stand not too far from Dan, grinning broadly.

**********
Looking around at the sound of another Dragon landing nearby, D'ron noticed
the MasterHarper coming towards the gathering. Starting to summon one of his
flits, D'ron stopped and thought of a better way to pass the message.
Uncasing his drum, D'ron quickly rapped out the message "MasterHarper
present" in drum code. A short staccato sound that was noticed by all
Harpers present.
**********

Forewarned by D'ron's drumming, Dan wasn't surprised to see the
MasterHarper come to stand close to him.
"Sir! So glad you could make it...." he said, indicating the smallish
group of people.
"Have you met our new WeyrLeader yet?" he asked, looking for the man.
"The WeyrWoman and the WeyrLeader, and their mates, were invited...."


Re: Walkin' walkin' walking the tables (Harpers/Hari/Severus/Dan/Valeryna, et al)

Kat Reitz <kreitz@...>
 

Severus... arrived a little late to the area, but that was almost expected
of the man. His bad leg had been giving him trouble, and he was relying
heavily on his crutch as he entered the unfamiliarity of the weyrling yard.
He'd been careful to put on his most pristine clothes -- no wood-stain
stains, no frays, no rips or buttons that Hari or Chocolate had taken off.

He moved to the edge of the gathering of people, watching them and making no
particular effort to approach anyone. Hari would arrive soon enough, or was
already there, so Severus only bothered to scan the group looking for his
lover.


Re: walking the tables - part 2 (Dan/Valeryna)

WeyrWoman <WeyrWoman@...>
 

Dan had had prepared (actually making them himself), the knots for all
the
presentations that he was doing today for the Journeyfolks, and had
Valeryna's in his hand when she came up.
"Oh, don't be so silly" he said, and reached out to hug his friend.
That was all it took. Val threw her arms around Dan, and buried
her face against his shoulder, softly crying. "I thought you'd forgotten
all about me, after I Impressed," she whispered for his ears alone. "I've
missed you all so much."


Re: Walkin' walkin' walking the tables (Harpers/Valeryna/Kyrinal/P'ul/Alekkris/TAWLM/AWLM/WeyrLeaders/friends of Valeryna)

WeyrWoman <WeyrWoman@...>
 

Giving the strap of his drumcase a tug, D'ron replied, "Right here! You
should know that I allways bring my drums to one of Dan's gatherings!"
Looking over at her Blue weyrling, "So he likes to be called Seve? Well,
he is shapping up well, and looks to be a very good flyer".
"I simply dote on him, D'ron. I guess I'm trying to make up for
not being a mother the first time around to little Allek. And he says
Seveglesth is too long, and he's too small for it. He says he'll grow into
it, and I think he's doing that rather too quickly. Why do babies have to
grow up so fast??"


Re: Challenge Course finalizing (Nykie/P'ul)

Ang <shauwda@myway.com> <shauwda@...>
 

He pushed aside the food, and got up to be next to her. "Nykie?" he
said, softly. "Come here, Sweetie" he offered, holding out his arms
to her.

****

And she did quite willingly, needing the contact that only another
human can give. Nykie collapsed into his arms, wrapping her own
around his waist as she gave into the despair the egg was causing
within her. Her sobs echoed through the small room.

Tears spent, she stayed against him, feeling safe for the first time
in a long time ... and embarrassed. He'd said she was strong and
she'd just proven him wrong.


Re: An explanation (Attn: Tarrell)

WeyrWoman <WeyrWoman@...>
 

Feeling his legs begin to shake, he broke the kiss and stood, pulling
her with him so he could sit in the chair with her on his
lap. "Dearheart ... one rarely loves the other rider included in a
flight. Brenath has an overwhelming devotion to Jenith, but I know
nothing ... and feel nothing for Laranna, other than a caring for her
welfare and a respect for her authority. She is weyrmated to A'dan,
did you know that? I'm so sorry you had to deal with the goldflight
alone and for that I will be your adoring slave for the rest of your
life."

He rested his forehead against hers. "Forgive me?"
"Forgive you, oh love, there's nothing to forgive, really. You
were doing what it is only natural to do. Brenath caught his gold, and you
by rights caught the rider. I'm proud of you. I never thought to be
weyrmated to a Weyrleader, and it feels, well, strange. I didn't mind
sharing you with the dragons, since we both love them so. But now I have to
share you with *everyone*, and that's going to take some getting used to, a
lot of it. But, I will try, if you please have patience with me if I get
snappy from time to time. I'm very jealous of our time together, love, and
we're going to have precious little of it now."


Re: Martina reports in, finally! (ATTN: Lemuel/Weyrleaders?)

WeyrWoman <WeyrWoman@...>
 

Flustered, the old man put a hand to his messy hair and quickly tried
to
brush the unruly mop down. "I uh...I'm terrible sorry, terribly sorry,
m'lady. I didn't know I was so tired. I've slept clear through till
evening?" He was astounded. "Will you ever forgive me?" He moved into the
room still trying to adjust to the fact there was a very beautiful woman
in
his quarters cooking them a meal. Using his forefinger he pushed his
spectacles up just a bit and twitched his nose, so they fell back down
into
place on the very tip of his bulbous appendage. "You are truly remarkable,
m'dear...truly remarkable and I don't mind at all that you came to get me.
"As for me looking handsome, you jest m'lady. You are the one that looks
simply gorgeous." He stopped walking within a mere foot of her and gave
her
a small bow.
"Lemuel, there's nothing to forgive, my friend. You were tired. I
understand, really. I'm far from being a nag. And I thank you for the
compliment, I have other, and better skirts and gowns, but figured for a
simple dinner, this would suffice. Now, if we ever choose to go to a
Gather, well, then you'll see my really nice things."

She offered a bow in return, and accidentally bonked her head
against Lemuel's, lightly, and started to chuckle. "Is this what they mean
by butting heads?"


Re: Out of Thought (Attn: Torezu/Misika)

Kat Reitz <kreitz@...>
 

She held her own glow-basket high so the hallway would be light from crack
to crevices. The room was a functional one, with a small cot in white
Infirmary linens, a bedside table with washbowl and water pitcher upon it,
and a chair beside the bed for visitors.

The glows Misika carried were fresh, and lit the room cheerily. "It is okay
to talk if you would like that. I would enjoy the listening," she turned
down the coveres maternally, "What do the voices say to you, Torezu?"

"T-to join them...." He shivered, biting with odd elegance at his bottom lip
as he sat limply down on the edge of the cot. "Shouldn't. I shouldn't. But
they won't stop, I want to be left alone..." Torezu started to curl up on
himself agian, drawing his long legs up to his chest again to hug them
tight.


Re: There's a Storm comin'! (Joanya)

Ang <shauwda@myway.com> <shauwda@...>
 

{{I will?}} Honolith was very surprised! {{Real flame?}} She'd
never seen a dragon flame yet and the concept was a bit sketchy to
the young green. {{Do you flame well? Can you show me?}} With her
curiousity aroused, Honolith continued to blow water flames and this
time she directed one right at the new Weyrleader.

"Oh good!" Joanya hurried to the pool shedding her clothes as
she went until she was just in her under things which were good
enough for swimming in. When G'rett tickled her she giggled and
splashed into the water. Quickly she began playing, joining him and
their dragons in having a very nice, tiring time in the water.

~~

After a candlemark of pure playing, Joanya was exhausted. She
climbed up out of the water and looked about for a towel, she was
shivering. The water was warmer than the air, now that sure was a
change. "Cuh...cold!" She shivered to G'rett.

Honolith climbed out of the pool over into the draining area
where the large dragons stood to let the water drain off them and
back into the pool. She tool gave a few shakes and was chilled.

[[Mine? I feel strange!]]

{{You feel cold...the weather's changed! I'll dry you.}} Joanya
rushed over to Honolith and off to the side on a large table she saw
a bunch of huge drying towels.

****

G'rett sputtered as Brenath laughed, Honolith's water flame a direct
hit. ((Yes, little one, you will do well. And no, I cannot show you
to flame now but will soon))

Reaching out, G'rett found that spot just under a dragon's
shoulderjoint that was usually ticklish and worked his flexible
fingers upon it. "Splash me, will you?" he said with laughter in his
voice, throwing himself into playing. After today, it will be a long
time before he would be able to once again.

~~

After playing was over, G'rett peeled his soaked shirt off, glad that
he'd at least taken his boots off. Unfortunately, he was unable to
do anything about his pants.

((Wait until you feel the cold of between Honolith. This is warm in
comparison)) Brenath said solemnly. It was then he told G'rett of
the boys by the blue dragon ...

((Merge with other to include Bug?))


Re: A clean sweep (Attn: Dorena)

Kat Reitz <kreitz@...>
 

"Do you ever...make copies of your work for people?" Dorena asked the
question a little too conspiratorial, a little too hopeful.

"Occasionally," he drawled. "I suppose I could copy that specific one for
you, if you'd like."


Re: Welcome C'liate (ATTN:ANY)

Marlessan <marlessan@...>
 

"Umph" C'liate felt a body hit hard into him and was winded from the impact.

"You stupid wherry faced....." His voice ran off. He was looking through a
mess of hair at the prettiest face he'd seen in a while. Including the
Holder's daughter who's name had already fled his blonde head. Steadying the

girl he smiled down at her. "Are you unsteady?" C'liate wrapped his arms
around the girl and picked her up. "Where do you need to be? Maybe my
barracks?" White teeth grinned down at her from a dark face.
*

Charme was at a loss for words. This was definitly the hottest guy
she'd seen in arolos. She pushed her soaking blonde hair out of her face.
Womarath whumped and wandered away. Charme was obviously majorly distracted

She took off and headed up to her weyr, positive that charme would eventualy

appear there. Charme grinned. Inside she said 'i wasnt unsteady until I
saw
you'. Outside she grinned as C'liate picked her up. "Why go to my old
barracks?" she asked C'liate seductively. "We should visit my weyr instead

I only just got to move in there". Charme looked at him expectantly.
Farther away thunder rumbled, "We'd better get inside fast" she told him,
her voice serious, her eyes not.

C'liate chuckled. Luck from the minute he hit the weyr bowl. He hadn't lost
his charm. Instead he'd gotten a new one. He laughed deep from his chest.
Shards I didn't want to see my wing leader anyhow." He chuckled again and
bouncing the girl in his arm a little to get a better grip on her started
towards his barracks. He paused a moment first. "Hey shouldn't I get your
name first?"


OOC: Woo hoo C'liate!!


Re: Calling On An Artist Attn Torezu

Kat Reitz <kreitz@...>
 

"And that's just plainly not true." Deyar noted, "Unless the folk around
here have suddenly become a lot better at keeping secrets."

Torezu chuckled there. "Ah... the power I used to weild is no longer at my
fingertips is perhaps a better way to phrase it."