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Re: What's the news? (attn Ok'lin / T'od)

Lindsay
 

"D'you still take it the same?" T'od offered to pour for them both, then fixed his old friend with a look. "Hard, yes, but the more you do it the easier it becomes. It's hard admitting we're not as fit as we were ten Turns ago, but it's the truth and we'd be fooling no-one if we said it. There's no shame in it.  Or so I've come to believe." He pushed a mug over to Ok'lin. "Anyway, enough of that. I've not seen you for - well, it seems like Turns. Where've you been?" The two bronzers were similar in age.

On 6 August 2018 at 11:28, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:

It took everything in him to not snap that he was not some invalid that needed to be looked after.  Instead he took a deep breath and took a seat, watching T’od’s progress.  As he came back with the klah he smiled at him.  “Thanks for that.  Still hard for me to admit I need help.”  He gave a wry smile.  He couldn’t blame the bronze dragon for that one, he’d always been like it.


On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:52 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
T'od nodded. "Yeah I'll have some klah." Chuckling in sympathy he acknowledged that he'd had that too. "Rider goes one way, dragon goes the other way... Of course, if we weren't so careful with our harnesses we'd fall and break our necks rather than sprain shoulders and neck muscles. You're still breathing, so I'd say it could have been worse." He patted Ok'lin's shoulder gently. "Here, I'll get the klah. You sit."

On 6 August 2018 at 11:18, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:

Ok’lin nodded then paused, “though I think I’m going to get some klah first.  Do you want any?”  He asked him then decided to answer his question.  He didn’t like admitting to any form of weakness but T’od was a rider.  “Yeah Zingiberth turned too quickly without warning.  According to him I wasn’t paying attention, it may have been a bit of both.”  He shrugged his shoulder as he said it.  


On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:43 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
T'od's eyebrows raised and he grasped Ok'lin's hand. "What happened? Whiplash?" He gestured to a couple of seats. "I have time for a catch-up if you do?"

On 6 August 2018 at 11:07, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:
Ok'lin turned his head at the sound of his name being called and stopped.  Gazing he noticed T'od and inclined his head, "T'od, great to see you," moving over towards the other man he held his arm out to shake his hand.  He would hug him but he was a little injured due to Zingiberth doing a stupid maneuver in the middle of drills.  

[[It was not my fault]] The bronze sulked.

((You keep telling yourself that buddy.)) He snorted then smiled at T'od, " sorry Zing is upset because he injured me." 

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:33 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
Usually T'od didn't linger in the Dining Hall, as having one of the non-accessible-without-a-dragon weyrs meant Awsonth had to carry him backwards and forwards. He was just leaving to go out and meet his bronze when he caught sight of a rider he recognised. He hadn't seen him for a good few Turns and it was somewhat of a surprise to see him now.

Striding over he put himself in the other bronzer's line of sight. "Hey, Ok'lin!"




I feel... happy. Which is a big deal... for me. #medhunt #passionberry JP Margana/Cremsden #medhunt #passionberry

Laurie
 

Although he couldn’t have put his finger on why, Cremsden had been feeling better all day despite the work of trying to shepherd a bunch of non-Healers through not doing anything disastrous. Calmer at least, without the feeling that he was waiting for something terrible to drop down on his head. How long had it been since he’d been working without that feeling? Hard to remember, but it was like a weight lifted even if it was replaced with a certain amount of sleepiness. That was working outside for you though -- exhaustion was to be expected if you weren’t used to it.


He collected his stew, offering a quick thanks to the young man who seemed to have taken over feeding everyone, and then looked for Margana. He was yawning as he sat down beside her, but smiling at least. “How’s your day been?”


“Not as good as yours, obviously,” Margana answered, spooning up another bite of her bowl of stew.  “I can’t do much yet, so they’ve had me cataloging all the finds.” She lifted her finger in the air and twirled it. “Whoopeee,” she said unenthusiastically.


“However, the stew is pretty tasty,” she added.  “Not sure what they put in it, but it really gives it some flavor.”


Cremsden laughed, and patted her leg. “You might not want to hear it, but someone who catalogues accurately is a life-saver out here,” he assured her, tucking into his own bowl. “Too many things that can cause trouble, and too easy for a container or two to go walkabout if it’s not written down. Notes keep people honest.” He chewed, and took another mouthful thoughtfully. “Got a kind of sweetness to it?” he said after a moment.


“Yeah,” she said.  “And I know I’m good at the cataloging--R’tal doesn’t have me working for him for nothing.  But it’s not as much fun as going through the jungle, seeing the sights…”


“Getting bitten by exciting new bugs, getting to stink of numbweed as much of the rest of us…” He was teasing her, which meant he had to be in a good mood. Teasing her and glancing at her sideways with that half-shy considering look he sometimes got.


“Hmm. Didn’t think about that.”  She blushed at Cremsden’s look--he hadn’t looked at her like that in a long time.  Not that either of them had lost interest, it had just been a busy time. Too much crap happening.  But out here, it was like the beginning. She lowered her lashes and smiled at him.


Cremsden grinned back foolishly, and now he was looking flushed too. “I mean to say I-- uh-- what was I saying again?” he said, losing his thread entirely. Something about numbweed he was sure. It didn’t matter. “You look really pretty tonight.”


Considering Margana was wearing the same old clothes she put on this morning, that was saying something.  But, well…


“You’re not looking half bad, either,” she said, leaning in to him and giving him a kiss on the cheek. It was starting to get dark and a little chilly, and his body felt nice and warm next to hers.


“Except for smelling of numbweed. Do I smell of numbweed?” Cremsden demanded. His arm crept around her waist, hand sneaking onto her thigh. “Faranth, I think I needed to get out the Weyr.”


She leaned over and sniffed his neck, her nose tickling it.  “No, you don’t smell of numbweed,” she said. “You just smell good.” Margana couldn’t help herself, she flicked her tongue over his neck, tasting the salty sweat.  


“I think we need to get out of here too,” she whispered.


Cremsden shivered, pulling her closer. “We shouldn’t,” he mumbled, kissing her lightly, hand creeping further up her thigh. “There are.. Apprentices.. and..” He kissed her again, forgetting how he’d been intending to finish that.


“They’ll be too tired to look for you,” she murmured as she kissed him back.  “Maybe you can consider this an educational experience.”


“Yes but I… I… feck,” Cremsden caught his breath and surrendered, hands moving to unbutton Margana’s top as though of their own accord. “Do you know how much I love you?”


“Yes, but I love hearing it,” Margana answered, her own hands unbuttoning his.  “I love you so much; I can’t get enough of being with you.” So what if they were out in the open.  In her peripheral vision, Margana swore that she saw others doing the same thing, but there was no way they could be as in love with each other as she was with Cremsden.  


The sheer sensation of being with him made her forget what she barely registered.


“I love you, I love you, shards, I love you so fecking much I have nightmares where you leave.” He was half-laughing as he said it, though it wasn’t really funny if you actually listened. His skin was warm under her hands, flushed as though with fever, and he slipped her top off entirely forgetting to worry about witnesses. “You should marry me.”


This wasn’t a night of someone coming home so drunk that they didn’t know what they were doing.  This was a night of real emotions (or so she thought), so she didn’t think twice about the question.  


“OK. I’ll marry you!” she said, pressing up against him and kissing him ardently.  The feel of her bare skin against his was almost more than she could stand. “We need to seal our agreement,” she said, her own skin feeling warm and flushed.



“You mean it?” He drew back for a moment to look at her, pupils dilated in the light of the glows. Only a moment because a moment was all he could stand without touching her. “Faranth, you’re amazing.”


“And that’s why I’m marrying you,” Margana said. “You recognize me for what I am.”  She kissed him again. “Of course I mean it. I love you, we should be together.”


“You are the most fecking incredible woman I’ve ever met.” Some part of Cremsden’s brain registered that something was wrong, not so much because he wouldn’t usually think like this but because there was no sharding way he’d ever have the courage to spit the words out. He ignored it. Sometimes it was good to feel like you could be as brave as another person entirely. His hands were as bold as his words, with none of the hesitance that sometimes held him back. “I could just stand around all sharding day staring at you except nothing would ever fecking get done.”


Margana gave a low-throated chuckle, her hands just as busy as his. “Neither of us would,” she said, “because we wouldn’t leave our weyr.” As far as she was concerned, the night was perfect. She didn’t know what was happening, but whatever it was, she liked it.  “I think I would like to stay like this forever.”


“Okay. The rest of them can go home. We’ll stay here.” Cremsden agreed easily. Really, mention of ‘the rest of them’ maybe should have reminded him just how public they were but right now that seemed unimportant.


Albeit she couldn’t know what he was thinking, Margana was of the same mindset.  She was also of the mindset that Cremsden needed to do less talking and more, oooooh, whatever it was he was doing now.


Maybe in the morning she’d be embarrassed, but she doubted it.  Briefly she wondered if a goldflight was happening; her need was so intense that if she didn’t know better, she’d think that she was in the midst of a flight.


Instead, she chose to lose herself in the sheer sensation of mind-blowing, overpowering sex.


...fade to black


Re: Found you (attn Jerronila / Ishkana)

Rabble Rabble
 

"It's *really* different here," Jerronila said. 
"Though I'm a bit nervous about Fall. That's gonna be HUGE different." 

Re: Nice to meet you, to meet you nice. (Ysolde/Margana/Zlorenth)

Nutmeg
 

OoC: Sorry! This one got lost!!

IC: The sudden voice in her head made her jump. The fact that Margana asked if Ysolde could hear "him" placated her that she hadn't suddenly lost all semblance of sanity. "Was..." she started, her eyes the size of dinner plates. "... Was that your dragon?" she managed to squeak, her face a picture of rapturous awe. As the nose poked through the curtains, Ysolde held up her hand. It was trembling slightly but not entirely through nerves. "You're welcome to have it for your collection.I'm sure I'll find more."

On Tue, Apr 10, 2018 at 12:13 PM Laurie Hicks Laurie.Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

(OOC: Sounds like my sister.  She'll remember people's dog's breed and name, but not the dog.)

IC:

Zlorenth took that moment to poke his head through the curtain leading to his couch.  {{Ooooh, I like that,}} he said.  {{I'll take it.}}  Celestia hopped onto his nose and creeled in agreement.

"Did you hear him?" Margana asked.  She was used to Zlorenth trying to talk to Crem, but he didn't always hear.  "If not, he said he likes that stone.  I do, too.  I like the way it shimmers and changes color."

On Wed, Jan 31, 2018 at 7:49 AM, Nutmeg nutmeg.witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@yahoogroups..com> wrote:
 

Ironically it was the name of the firelizards that rang the bell of remembrance. "Ranger.... Zari....." Ysolde rolled the name around as her mind rifled through its files. "Ah! Yes! I think I remember now! Goodness, that *was* a while ago but they were awfully fun to make!" She beamed at Margana and bounced a little on the balls of her feet, making her hair bounce along with her. "Papa likes the really fine work, you'd not think it considering he's so tall. People think he's just a forgeworker when they first see him. But I know he'll be happy to come up with something new for Celestia. We do less fancy ones too, with clips and pouches so they're more utility than decoration. I know I prepared one for a Healer that could be fitted with different sized pouches as she used her flit to deliver custom treatments around the Weyr."

As she spoke, she had a hand tucked into a pocket on her tunic, her smile turned into a bit of a furrow as she felt something and rummaging about, she pulled something out and inspected it.. "Oh, I'd forgotten I'd found this!" Holding it up for Margana to see, it was a strange piece of.... something. It looked almost metallic but with a rainbow like sheen. And most strangely was the fact that although it was obvious natural (as testified by the stone the metal was "growing" out of), but the shapes were almost too perfectly square. But at the same time, not. "I've not a clue what it might be, but...." Ysolde stopped and it was apparent an idea had just kicked in. "Hey, do you think that this is something your blue would like? You said he liked things that looked a bit.. well, different."

OoC: Basically it's a chunk of natural bismuth she's found :P

On Sat, Jan 27, 2018 at 12:58 AM, Laurie Hicks Laurie.Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

"Her name's Karla.  She rides green Eglanth," Margana said.  "She has a gold flit - Zari, and a bronze - Ranger.  Her brother Tamalak has Flash, and his harness looked more like a wher's harness than your usual flit.  I think she had wanted to get me one for Celestia for Turn's End, but things got busy and she never contacted you."  Celestia stood on the table and looked like she was nodding to Margana's words.  "So, yes. I would like one..  I'll have to ask my weyrmate if he thinks one of his flit's flits would wear one - not sure how helpful they are in the Infirmary..."  And since Bitey couldn't fly, well, he wouldn't be wanting one.  Unless for vanity's sake.



(OK - thread was called "Gemstones are a Girl's (or Flit's) Best Friend".  And she did three - for Zari, Flash and Ranger..  And - she had told Ysolde that she could message Karla through Margana and that Margana worked for R'tal.)

On Tue, Jan 23, 2018 at 2:11 PM, Nutmeg nutmeg.witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

OoC: I think you're right, we did. It was a good while ago ICly, must be around a year if not longer. I don't think she did have one for Celestia, just Aeode and her own flits..

IC: Ysolde frowned in thought. She and her father had made some harnesses some time back, but she also knew that she and her father were not the only jewelcrafters in the Weyr. "What's your foster's name?" If she was good at anything in life, she had an uncanny ability for recalling names. Well, you had to show skill at something, right? And randomly remembering names would surely be good for something. At some point.

"Me and my father make all sorts. Truth be told not much is out of the realm of possibility for him and if you have ideas, he's always happy to go through them to see if it's feasible or how it can be adapted if not." Ysolde beamed, clearly very, very proud of her father. If anyone called her a daddy's girl, well, she probably wouldn't correct them.

On Tue, Jan 23, 2018 at 1:15 AM, Laurie Hicks Laurie.Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

"Jewelcrafter, eh?" Margana said, thinking.  "My....I guess you'd call her my foster...had these harnesses made for her firelizards, and I really liked them.  Maybe you know who made them? I'd like one for Celestia."  And maybe even a couple for Bitey's two flits.  

"What kind of things do you make?" 



(OOC: I think we had a Thread where Karla commissioned some harnesses.  Not sure ICly how long ago it was, though.  Can't remember if she got one for Celestia - I know she had one made for Delysia's Aeode.)

On Sat, Jan 20, 2018 at 6:23 AM, Nutmeg nutmeg.witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

Ysolde was fascinated to say the least. "I don't think I've ever really stopped to think about how they think," she admitted, looking around all the things around her with wide eyes.. "I mean, I know they're a part of you.. on the inside..." she paused, waving her hands as she tried to explain that she sort of knew that the bond between Rider and dragon was intricate to say the least", ".... And I know that they speak to you and can speak to others. But I don't think I've ever stopped to think about them having personalities of their own. But then, even other animals have basic characteristics, so why can't a more complicated creature like a dragon have a far more complicated and diverse personality?" Ysolde stopped, looking a little sheepish as she realised she was beginning to waffle.

But then something the Rider said caught her attention and brought her hastily back to the forefront... "A dragon? Oh no, I'm not a Candidate. I'm just Apprenticing to my papa. We were passing through but there was a need for a jewelcrafter here and well.... here we are." She beamed at Margana, her green eyes twinkling cheerfully.

On Sat, Jan 13, 2018 at 1:33 AM, Laurie Hicks Laurie.Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

Margana nodded, grinning.  It wasn't often that she got to surprise someone.  "Dragons - aren't animals.  They are fully sentient beings, and they can have the same likes and dislikes as you or me.  And Zlorenth likes - well, this kind of stuff."  She gestured.

"Others have dragons who like to dress up in ornate harness.  There was a Weyrling dragon who liked her nails painted.  If you ever get the chance, check out the dragon weyrs of other riders.  You'll be surprised..  And then you won't be surprised when you Impress, and your dragon asks you to paint their walls."  She led the way back out of Zlorenth's weyr, and gestured at the table, where her cards were still displayed.

"Would you like some water? Klah? Anything?"  

On Thu, Jan 11, 2018 at 7:12 PM, Nutmeg nutmeg..witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

Following Margana, Ysolde looked around her with all the wonder of a child being presented with an exceptionally sparkly item. She oohed and aahed and it was obvious that her curiosity was absolutely genuine. Trotting after Margana to Zlorenth's couch, Ysolde stopped, stared and then stared some more. "That's... a lot of stuff." And it couldn't belong to the Rider, not out here. ".. Is this all.... his?" She gestured at the collection, clearly not sure what to make of it. It was fascinating to say the least. 

On Mon, Jan 8, 2018 at 2:06 AM, Laurie Hicks Laurie.Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

Most riders didn't have visitors often, and Margana was no exception.  Who had time for visitors, when you were busy with something a hundred types your own body weight?

{{Are you calling me fat?}} Zlorenth asked with some amusement..

Margana didn't deign to answer.  "Actually, I think the only difference is the exterior entry where the dragon's part is," she said, beckoning Ysolde to follow her.  Pushing the interior curtain aside, she gestured.  "This is where Zlorenth sleeps.  And that little tunnel that's covered with that heavier curtain is how he gets outside."  She held the curtain up so Ysolde could get a good look at Zlorenth's couch, and the items in his quarters.  One who did not have a dragon might think that the quarters would be bare, but that was not the case.  Zlorenth liked patterns - or, rather patterns that were not patterns.  Paintings or pictures that were abstract.  Blankets or quilts that had no order to them.  Even sculptures that did not look like...anything, yet were pleasing to the eye.  Someone once called it abstract art.  Margana called it 'stuff Zlorenth likes'.


On Sat, Jan 6, 2018 at 12:19 PM, Nutmeg nutmeg.witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

The gesture, although totally unexpected, was very appreciated. Mentally she made a note to make some small trinket as a token of her gratitude as she stepped inside.. "Apprentice Ysolde, I'm very pleased to meet you." Clutching the precious package under her arm, she took a look around her. She'd never been inside a Rider's weyr. In some ways it was very similar to the quarters she shared with her father. "Sorry if I'm looking around, I've never been inside a Rider weyr. I was wondering how they're different to..... you know... the normal quarters." She hadn't wanted to seem nosy even though she was itching with curiosity.

On 5 Jan 2018 1:40 am, "Laurie Hicks Laurie.Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr]" <ArolosWeyr@yahoogroups......com> wrote:
 

"No inconvenience at all," Margana said with a smile.  "I've finished my daily harness check, Zlorenth is currently happily sunning himself on the Rim, and drills aren't for another two hours.  I'm just taking some time to relax."  Granted, she could have gone to R'tal's office and done some cleanup, but the office was still clean from when she and Cremsden had their fight.

"So, instead, why don't you tell me about yourself?"

On Thu, Jan 4, 2018 at 3:10 PM, Nutmeg nutmeg.witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@yahoogroups..com> wrote:
 

That she had been allowed to pet a firelizard just ranked on Ysolde's list of "best things ever" and probably, for now, quite near the top. Delightedly she had gently rubbed the top of the tiny head and managed to rein in the urge to squeal with joy. Maybe later. In private. Where no one could judge her.

"Matizon..... Matizon....." Ysolde rolled the name around and it clicked into place. "You're totally right! Oh shells, I feel so silly." And the red colour on her cheeks that currently complimented her hair was a good testament to her current embarrassment. And then Margana was offering to let her wait there and the girl almost melted with relief. "Oh are you sure? I would hate to be any sort of inconvenience."

On Thu, Jan 4, 2018 at 12:44 AM, Laurie Hicks Laurie.Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@yahoogroups..com> wrote:
 

Celestia preened at the compliment, and extended her head to be petted.  Margana automatically moved forward, while thinking.  Older harper, mustache, chubby...oh!

"Oh, I think you mean Master Matizon," she said suddenly.  "He has an interior weyr, about, oh," she counted in her head, "three dragon weyrs and two interior weyrs down that way."  She pointed, the way Ysolde had been walking.  "But he's not there right now - I think he's at the creche teaching the littlest littles.  They love his mustache."  She grinned.

"If you want, you can stay in here with me until he gets back.  It shouldn't be too long - the kids' attention spans really aren't that long."

On Tue, Jan 2, 2018 at 9:50 PM, Nutmeg nutmeg.witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@yahoogroups..com> wrote:
 

OoC: That works for me! :D

IC: Well, the door hadn't been slammed in her face and for that Ysolde was instantly relieved. She'd spotted the Bluerider knots on the woman's shoulder and Ysolde always hated to bother the Riders. They had such busy lives. "Sure I can!" she agreed enthusiastically, red curls bouncing wildly as she nodded her head. "He's an older chap, perhaps getting on for seventy turns? Not very tall, maybe about your height... " Ysolde paused, blushing at how she was going to describe him next, but it was the only way she could think to, "... he's a bit.. well, chubby. Not massively! Just like he enjoys a piece of cake now and then. Uhm, let me see, he has white hair... no, that's not right, mostly white but still with some dark brown in it. And it was very neat. Not overly long but very well kept... oh! And he had a really neat moustache and beard....."

She paused, her face crumpled up as she tried to think if there were any other details. Unfortunately she was distracted by the arrival of the green firelizard and she beamed at the new arrival. "Oh, she's adorable! Hello there sweetling.You're beautiful, you are!"

On Wed, Jan 3, 2018 at 12:05 AM, Laurie Hicks Laurie..Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@yahoogroups..com> wrote:
 

"Zorian?" Margana asked, puzzled.  The name sounded familiar, but not quite right.  Celestia flew over and landed on Margana's shoulder, interested in what was going on. 

"Can you describe him to me?"  If the man lived anywhere near here, she should be able to figure out who he was.

(OOC: Is it OK if Margana realizes it's a different name?)

On Tue, Jan 2, 2018 at 5:38 AM, Nutmeg nutmeg..witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

She'd heard the sound of approaching footsteps and prepared herself, setting her brightest, most polite smile onto her face. A very fast once over and she was satisfied that she was neat and presentable as well. As the door opened, for half a second, she couldn't help but hope that she'd actually found the right quarters after all. "Sorry to bother you ma'am," she said politely as the door opened. "I'm trying to find Master Zorian, he placed an order with my papa and I think we took down his living quarters wrong."

On Mon, Jan 1, 2018 at 11:46 PM, Laurie Hicks Laurie.Lynne@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

Margana looked up from her solitary card game as she heard the knock..  It couldn't be Cremsden, since he lived here and he hadn't knocked in several months now.  She wasn't expecting any laundry deliveries, or...

{{Just answer the door,}} Zlorenth said grumpily.  {{That knocking is annoying me.  Or send Celestia out to see who it is.}}

Sending Celestia out sounded like a good idea, but Margana felt she was being paranoid.  Instead, she went and opened the door.  "Yes?" she asked.

On Mon, Jan 1, 2018 at 6:24 AM, Nutmeg nutmeg.witch@... [ArolosWeyr] <ArolosWeyr@...> wrote:
 

OoC: Set in and around the measles outbreak but before the windy Fall. The Harper in question is just a made up NPC, feel free for Margana to know of him or have no idea at all xD

IC: With the package under her arm, Ysolde had set off from the Crafter quarters in search of their patron. It had been a generous commission, nothing overly fancy but a large order of buckles monogrammed and inscribed for a Harper who, in his elder years, decided that he needed a new look and apparently engraved belt buckles was it.

Looking at the instructions in her hand as she trotted through the tunnels, Ysolde was absolutely, well, nearly absolutely, positive that she had written his directions down correctly but she had knocked on four doors already and absolutely no one had heard of Master Zorian. Sigh. Either his elderly mind had gotten it completely wrong, which she doubted as he had seemed as sound as a bell or, which was far more likely, she had gotten it wrong. Well, she wasn't going to finish until she'd gotten the job done. She was positive that at the very least, she was in the right part of the Weyr, she remembered the man saying how he'd managed to get a little set of quarters up near some of the Rider weyrs which allowed him a view over the Weyr Bowl.. So, right section, just not quite.

Time to start knocking on doors and asking for directions.

Luckily, Ysolde wasn't so proud as to refuse to acknowledge that she needed a bit of help. One by one it would have to be. Striding up to the first door she came to, she rapped loudly on it, hoping someone was home.

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Re: Found you (attn Jerronila / Ishkana)

Lindsay
 

"Me too, like why I wanted to be a healer." Kani shrugged. Maybe her uncle didn't know everything. "Perhaps it's different because we're in the South, or because we're in a Weyr? I don't know."

On 6 August 2018 at 11:35, Rabble Rabble <rabblerabble@...> wrote:
On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 03:28 AM, Lindsay wrote:
"You're stuck with me," Kani drawled with a grin, then her eyes widened. "You're studying healing?"

On 6 August 2018 at 11:27, Rabble Rabble <rabblerabble@...> wrote:
"You're going to be here now? For good?" That was fantastic news! She bounced on her toes a little. 
"The journeyman who said I could learn healing, said that drudges ain't to be treated bad here." 

 

 


 "Yes!" 
Jerronila nodded enthusiastically. 
"Lots of questions first, though. Not like what Father said it was like at all."


Re: Found you (attn Jerronila / Ishkana)

Rabble Rabble
 

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 03:28 AM, Lindsay wrote:
"You're stuck with me," Kani drawled with a grin, then her eyes widened. "You're studying healing?"

On 6 August 2018 at 11:27, Rabble Rabble <rabblerabble@...> wrote:
"You're going to be here now? For good?" That was fantastic news! She bounced on her toes a little. 
"The journeyman who said I could learn healing, said that drudges ain't to be treated bad here." 

 

 


 "Yes!" 
Jerronila nodded enthusiastically. 
"Lots of questions first, though. Not like what Father said it was like at all."

Re: Found you (attn Jerronila / Ishkana)

Lindsay
 

"You're stuck with me," Kani drawled with a grin, then her eyes widened. "You're studying healing?"

On 6 August 2018 at 11:27, Rabble Rabble <rabblerabble@...> wrote:
"You're going to be here now? For good?" That was fantastic news! She bounced on her toes a little. 
"The journeyman who said I could learn healing, said that drudges ain't to be treated bad here." 


Re: What's the news? (attn Ok'lin / T'od)

Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...>
 

It took everything in him to not snap that he was not some invalid that needed to be looked after.  Instead he took a deep breath and took a seat, watching T’od’s progress.  As he came back with the klah he smiled at him.  “Thanks for that.  Still hard for me to admit I need help.”  He gave a wry smile.  He couldn’t blame the bronze dragon for that one, he’d always been like it.


On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:52 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
T'od nodded. "Yeah I'll have some klah." Chuckling in sympathy he acknowledged that he'd had that too. "Rider goes one way, dragon goes the other way... Of course, if we weren't so careful with our harnesses we'd fall and break our necks rather than sprain shoulders and neck muscles. You're still breathing, so I'd say it could have been worse." He patted Ok'lin's shoulder gently. "Here, I'll get the klah. You sit."

On 6 August 2018 at 11:18, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:

Ok’lin nodded then paused, “though I think I’m going to get some klah first.  Do you want any?”  He asked him then decided to answer his question.  He didn’t like admitting to any form of weakness but T’od was a rider.  “Yeah Zingiberth turned too quickly without warning.  According to him I wasn’t paying attention, it may have been a bit of both.”  He shrugged his shoulder as he said it.  


On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:43 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
T'od's eyebrows raised and he grasped Ok'lin's hand. "What happened? Whiplash?" He gestured to a couple of seats. "I have time for a catch-up if you do?"

On 6 August 2018 at 11:07, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:
Ok'lin turned his head at the sound of his name being called and stopped.  Gazing he noticed T'od and inclined his head, "T'od, great to see you," moving over towards the other man he held his arm out to shake his hand.  He would hug him but he was a little injured due to Zingiberth doing a stupid maneuver in the middle of drills.  

[[It was not my fault]] The bronze sulked.

((You keep telling yourself that buddy.)) He snorted then smiled at T'od, " sorry Zing is upset because he injured me." 

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:33 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
Usually T'od didn't linger in the Dining Hall, as having one of the non-accessible-without-a-dragon weyrs meant Awsonth had to carry him backwards and forwards. He was just leaving to go out and meet his bronze when he caught sight of a rider he recognised. He hadn't seen him for a good few Turns and it was somewhat of a surprise to see him now.

Striding over he put himself in the other bronzer's line of sight. "Hey, Ok'lin!"



Re: Found you (attn Jerronila / Ishkana)

Rabble Rabble
 

"You're going to be here now? For good?" That was fantastic news! She bounced on her toes a little. 
"The journeyman who said I could learn healing, said that drudges ain't to be treated bad here." 

Re: What's the news? (attn Ok'lin / T'od)

Lindsay
 

T'od nodded. "Yeah I'll have some klah." Chuckling in sympathy he acknowledged that he'd had that too. "Rider goes one way, dragon goes the other way... Of course, if we weren't so careful with our harnesses we'd fall and break our necks rather than sprain shoulders and neck muscles. You're still breathing, so I'd say it could have been worse." He patted Ok'lin's shoulder gently. "Here, I'll get the klah. You sit."

On 6 August 2018 at 11:18, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:

Ok’lin nodded then paused, “though I think I’m going to get some klah first.  Do you want any?”  He asked him then decided to answer his question.  He didn’t like admitting to any form of weakness but T’od was a rider.  “Yeah Zingiberth turned too quickly without warning.  According to him I wasn’t paying attention, it may have been a bit of both.”  He shrugged his shoulder as he said it.  


On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:43 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
T'od's eyebrows raised and he grasped Ok'lin's hand. "What happened? Whiplash?" He gestured to a couple of seats. "I have time for a catch-up if you do?"

On 6 August 2018 at 11:07, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:
Ok'lin turned his head at the sound of his name being called and stopped.  Gazing he noticed T'od and inclined his head, "T'od, great to see you," moving over towards the other man he held his arm out to shake his hand.  He would hug him but he was a little injured due to Zingiberth doing a stupid maneuver in the middle of drills.  

[[It was not my fault]] The bronze sulked.

((You keep telling yourself that buddy.)) He snorted then smiled at T'od, " sorry Zing is upset because he injured me." 

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:33 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
Usually T'od didn't linger in the Dining Hall, as having one of the non-accessible-without-a-dragon weyrs meant Awsonth had to carry him backwards and forwards. He was just leaving to go out and meet his bronze when he caught sight of a rider he recognised. He hadn't seen him for a good few Turns and it was somewhat of a surprise to see him now.

Striding over he put himself in the other bronzer's line of sight. "Hey, Ok'lin!"



Re: What's the news? (attn Ok'lin / T'od)

Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...>
 

Ok’lin nodded then paused, “though I think I’m going to get some klah first.  Do you want any?”  He asked him then decided to answer his question.  He didn’t like admitting to any form of weakness but T’od was a rider.  “Yeah Zingiberth turned too quickly without warning.  According to him I wasn’t paying attention, it may have been a bit of both.”  He shrugged his shoulder as he said it.  


On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:43 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
T'od's eyebrows raised and he grasped Ok'lin's hand. "What happened? Whiplash?" He gestured to a couple of seats. "I have time for a catch-up if you do?"

On 6 August 2018 at 11:07, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:
Ok'lin turned his head at the sound of his name being called and stopped.  Gazing he noticed T'od and inclined his head, "T'od, great to see you," moving over towards the other man he held his arm out to shake his hand.  He would hug him but he was a little injured due to Zingiberth doing a stupid maneuver in the middle of drills.  

[[It was not my fault]] The bronze sulked.

((You keep telling yourself that buddy.)) He snorted then smiled at T'od, " sorry Zing is upset because he injured me." 

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:33 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
Usually T'od didn't linger in the Dining Hall, as having one of the non-accessible-without-a-dragon weyrs meant Awsonth had to carry him backwards and forwards. He was just leaving to go out and meet his bronze when he caught sight of a rider he recognised. He hadn't seen him for a good few Turns and it was somewhat of a surprise to see him now.

Striding over he put himself in the other bronzer's line of sight. "Hey, Ok'lin!"


Re: Found you (attn Jerronila / Ishkana)

Lindsay
 

"I'm not visiting," Kani shook her head with a smile, "You've always been my friend. *They* said I could come after you, and I think they were glad to get shot of me. So here I am." She didn't name her aunt and uncle, there was no need.

On 6 August 2018 at 11:13, Rabble Rabble <rabblerabble@...> wrote:
"I didn't know you'd come visit!" Jerronila said, letting Kani touch her. 
"How did you get here?" 

On Sun, 5 Aug 2018, 9:32 PM Lindsay, <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
Now that she'd been noticed, Kani hurried over and reached her hands out to her cousin. "I have looked all over for you!" she exclaimed, "And here you are, right where I started!"

On 5 August 2018 at 10:22, Rabble Rabble <rabblerabble@...> wrote:
Jerronila finally heard "at me" and looked up, trying to guess which direction to look in. 
She looked towards the wrong door, then towards the right one. 
"Ishkana!" She squeaked, surprised. 



Re: What's the news? (attn Ok'lin / T'od)

Lindsay
 

T'od's eyebrows raised and he grasped Ok'lin's hand. "What happened? Whiplash?" He gestured to a couple of seats. "I have time for a catch-up if you do?"

On 6 August 2018 at 11:07, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:
Ok'lin turned his head at the sound of his name being called and stopped.  Gazing he noticed T'od and inclined his head, "T'od, great to see you," moving over towards the other man he held his arm out to shake his hand.  He would hug him but he was a little injured due to Zingiberth doing a stupid maneuver in the middle of drills.  

[[It was not my fault]] The bronze sulked.

((You keep telling yourself that buddy.)) He snorted then smiled at T'od, " sorry Zing is upset because he injured me." 

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:33 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
Usually T'od didn't linger in the Dining Hall, as having one of the non-accessible-without-a-dragon weyrs meant Awsonth had to carry him backwards and forwards. He was just leaving to go out and meet his bronze when he caught sight of a rider he recognised. He hadn't seen him for a good few Turns and it was somewhat of a surprise to see him now.

Striding over he put himself in the other bronzer's line of sight. "Hey, Ok'lin!"


Re: Found you (attn Jerronila / Ishkana)

Rabble Rabble
 

"I didn't know you'd come visit!" Jerronila said, letting Kani touch her. 
"How did you get here?" 


On Sun, 5 Aug 2018, 9:32 PM Lindsay, <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
Now that she'd been noticed, Kani hurried over and reached her hands out to her cousin. "I have looked all over for you!" she exclaimed, "And here you are, right where I started!"

On 5 August 2018 at 10:22, Rabble Rabble <rabblerabble@...> wrote:
Jerronila finally heard "at me" and looked up, trying to guess which direction to look in. 
She looked towards the wrong door, then towards the right one. 
"Ishkana!" She squeaked, surprised. 


Re: What's the news? (attn Ok'lin / T'od)

Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...>
 

Ok'lin turned his head at the sound of his name being called and stopped.  Gazing he noticed T'od and inclined his head, "T'od, great to see you," moving over towards the other man he held his arm out to shake his hand.  He would hug him but he was a little injured due to Zingiberth doing a stupid maneuver in the middle of drills.  

[[It was not my fault]] The bronze sulked.

((You keep telling yourself that buddy.)) He snorted then smiled at T'od, " sorry Zing is upset because he injured me." 

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 7:33 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
Usually T'od didn't linger in the Dining Hall, as having one of the non-accessible-without-a-dragon weyrs meant Awsonth had to carry him backwards and forwards. He was just leaving to go out and meet his bronze when he caught sight of a rider he recognised. He hadn't seen him for a good few Turns and it was somewhat of a surprise to see him now.

Striding over he put himself in the other bronzer's line of sight. "Hey, Ok'lin!"

What's the news? (attn Ok'lin / T'od)

Lindsay
 

Usually T'od didn't linger in the Dining Hall, as having one of the non-accessible-without-a-dragon weyrs meant Awsonth had to carry him backwards and forwards. He was just leaving to go out and meet his bronze when he caught sight of a rider he recognised. He hadn't seen him for a good few Turns and it was somewhat of a surprise to see him now.

Striding over he put himself in the other bronzer's line of sight. "Hey, Ok'lin!"

Re: What should I do? (attn Cremsden / Ishkana)

Lindsay
 

"Jerronila, sir," Ishkana amended for him. "Was she okay? I haven't managed to catch up with her yet."



ooc: FYI This is before the cousins have met up in a classroom :)

On 6 August 2018 at 08:56, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
"I think I might have met your cousin," Cremsden said. "Little girl, is she?" He gestured vaguely to a height probably six inches or so below where it should be in actuality. "Name of er-- Jerrona?"

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 8:34 AM, Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
The shock on Ishkara's face was almost comical. "Yes sir, have you heard of it?"

On 6 August 2018 at 08:32, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:


"We have an aunt here, sir," Ishkana told him. "But it was just a small hold near Igen. Nowhere of consequence."

That rung bells suddenly, and he looked at her, eyes sharp. "Was it--" What was the hold the little girl had come from? He dredged it from his memory with an effort, even if he did mispronounce it. "--by any chance?"

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.





--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Re: What will I be? (Attn: Cremsden, Jerronila)

Rabble Rabble
 

"Brats ain't allowed in unless they're too sick to work. One of my older cousins gets to help out in there." Jerronila said, before taking another bite of pastry. 
The aunts always got the first shot at the pastries. 

Re: What should I do? (attn Cremsden / Ishkana)

Laura Walker
 

"I think I might have met your cousin," Cremsden said. "Little girl, is she?" He gestured vaguely to a height probably six inches or so below where it should be in actuality. "Name of er-- Jerrona?"

On Mon, Aug 6, 2018 at 8:34 AM, Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
The shock on Ishkara's face was almost comical. "Yes sir, have you heard of it?"

On 6 August 2018 at 08:32, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:


"We have an aunt here, sir," Ishkana told him. "But it was just a small hold near Igen. Nowhere of consequence."

That rung bells suddenly, and he looked at her, eyes sharp. "Was it--" What was the hold the little girl had come from? He dredged it from his memory with an effort, even if he did mispronounce it. "--by any chance?"

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.





--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.

Re: What will I be? (Attn: Cremsden, Jerronila)

Laura Walker
 


Jerronila nodded, swallowing the mouthful before she spoke. 
"Her and all the aunts. Well, except for my Aunt the dragonrider. She's very busy. Mother's a Harper." Jerronila said with pride.  
_._,_._,_
"Mmhm." And it sounded like a Harper and a Healer had made a right feck-up of raising a child between them. Well, it wasn't like being educated kept people from being complete idiots. "So, did you wander into the Infirmary much there?"

 
--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.