Re: What should I do? (attn Cremsden / Ishkana)
Lindsay
"It's OK, I don't catch things often." Ishkana was pretty healthy in general. "I get a bit tired sometimes, but I don't think it's anything..." She studied her hands rather than look the healer in the eye. ooc: Nothing that three meals a day won't fix
On 22 August 2018 at 09:23, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
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Re: I'm not lost exactly (Ishixi/T'od)
Lindsay
"Oh I prefer to sleep after a large meal," T'od commented with a grin, "So if we have Fall in the afternoon I skip lunch and don't eat until we're back. And of course Awsonth gets scrubbed before I eat. That pretty much does for me." He sniffed the air as they were just outside the Dining Hall. "Let's go see what they've got for us, eh?"
On 22 August 2018 at 01:36, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:
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Re: What's the news? (attn Ok'lin / T'od)
Lindsay
T'od snorted with amusement. "Yeah, I know exactly how it is, with the bronze always right..." He winked at Ok'lin, which of course Awsonth wouldn't be able to detect. "They sure are opinionated!" Although it was fair to say that some of the time Awsonth knew things he didn't, and he wasn't entirely sure how it happened. He frowned a little in thought. "Speaking of always being right, how much do you reckon the dragons talk amongst themselves?"
On 22 August 2018 at 01:08, Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:
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Re: I have a question (attn F'gan / Ishkana)
Lindsay
That was something to think on. He'd made friends here... or had he known them at Ista? Ishkana wasn't sure. "An aunt?" she queried; this was proving to be an interesting conversation. And was she afraid of being sent away? Well yes, but she'd avoid it if she could. Strange a place as the Weyr was, the young woman felt she could actually *be* something there. Of her own choosing.
On 21 August 2018 at 19:32, Yvonne <kaliangelkat@...> wrote:
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Re: To Work, Ducklings! Attn Baby Apprentice Healers #medhunt (Chyltas / Jerronila / Ishkana)
#medhunt
Rabble Rabble
"Not yet," Jerronila said from behind a big candidate. "Hi, I'm Jerronila." She said after shuffling into view.
On Tue, 21 Aug 2018, 10:43 PM Lindsay, <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
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Re: Bath time (attn Teyra / T'od)
Lindsay
You call that a wave? Awsonth drawled as Stakarth made a small one. He checked that T'od wasn't paying him any attention before raising himself up, ready to flop down in the water. T'od grinned at Teyra. "Well hello there, fair lady," he said, "Who would have guessed you were blonde under all that mud?" And cute. But he didn't say that aloud, although the expression in his eyes indicated he approved of what he saw.
On 21 August 2018 at 18:24, Alyx <scottish.wolfecary@...> wrote:
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Re: Found you (attn Jerronila / Ishkana)
Rabble Rabble
Jerronila headed to the storerooms at a run, and was lucky enough to get a staffer who understood about her type of hair. Supplies in hand, she headed back, slower so that she didn't drop the oil.
On Wed, 22 Aug 2018, 7:16 AM Lindsay, <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
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Re: A Walk to Remember Alyx/Any
Jenna Cunningham
"That's a good name," he said with a crooked grin for the flit, oblivious to any subtle-or-not nod to existing, old bronze dragons. Then, focusing on the fire lizard's owner again - he ticked his head toward the lake, gesturing with a jut of his fuzzy chin.
"Want to go for a swim? If you can, I mean. If you can't, I could show you." When his father had taken lame from the bad fall, his brothers and sister and himself had all taken turns in their own way to distract his mother from the grief of seeing her husband broken. Maybe he was doing that now.
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Re: I made this. Honest. (Attention: Ishixi, Cremsden, Tareg,
Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...>
Ishi's gaze went to Cremsden then she turned to the young boy and smiled, "It's a pleasure to meet you Tareg," she wanted to roll her eyes at Cremsden but she was professional so she didn't. Instead she settled in and watched the proceedings.
On Wed, Aug 22, 2018 at 5:40 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
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Re: Despair on the Wings of a flit. (Alyx/ Cremsden)
Alyx
Alyx, gave him a small smile, again, but didn't press the issue, instead slipping out and off to her walk.
On Wed, Aug 22, 2018 at 2:18 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
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Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)
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Re: A Walk to Remember Alyx/Any
Alyx
That was something that she could talk about. Ardy was a safe place right now. She rubbed her cheek against him, and coaxed him out from under her rampant black curls. Ardy hesitated a moment, then stood himself up proudly. "Yea, he's mine, his name's Ardy." She didn't find the need to explain further though, most folks eventually figured out that he was named after bronze Ardeth, then had all sorts of questions.
On Wed, Aug 22, 2018 at 1:24 AM, Jenna Cunningham <jenna.layne.cunningham@...> wrote:
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Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)
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Re: (WIND) It's Raining Flits (Attn: Tyne) R'zzon
"Oh yes, I think they know how to as soon as they're born - I just don't think they can necessarily control it straight away. Like dragons." It was an assumption more than anything, but in her mind there was some logic to it. "I'll warn you now though, expect disturbed nights of hungry flit feeding and being woken up by demands for even more food." She smothered a laugh with her hand although her eyes twinkled merrily. "The first few weeks are the hardest but then it becomes a lot easier." She moved the water away from the green, "I think that's enough for you, young lady." She looked at R'zzon. "I know that we can get sick drinking too much and like baby dragons, baby flits are just as bad for eating more than they should." Picking up the bowl, she got up and poured it away before coming back with a small bottle. "Try to get some of this oil on her, just like dragons you need to stop her hide drying, but try to avoid those wounds. See what the dragonhealers tell you too." Tyne trailed off and a dark blush suddenly flooded her cheeks. "I sound so bossy," she apologised, setting the bottle on the table in front of R'zzon.
On Sun, Aug 19, 2018 at 12:37 PM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
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Nutmeg on the Wizzy. Florcott on AIM. I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!
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Re: I want an adventure, do you? (Ysolde/ANY) #medhunt @Lynn#6042
#medhunt
"Not a clue!" Ysolde replied cheerily, "And it's a pleasure to meet you too." She was very much looking forward to this now that the uncertainty of company had been brushed aside. Adjusting the almost hilariously huge hat she was wearing, she pulled her knapsack onto her shoulders. "I think we're getting taken there on dragons!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I've never been on a dragon before, I'm not sure if I'm excited, terrified... or a bit of both!" She giggled and there was definitely a slight nervous pitch to it. "Have you got everything you need? If so, we can go and join the ones waiting to mount up." OoC: Feel free to volunteer a random or npc rider on your reply, or I can on mine xD
On Sat, Aug 18, 2018 at 3:15 AM Cassandra <dragonmagic16@...> wrote:
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Nutmeg on the Wizzy. Florcott on AIM. I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!
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Re: Even I can tell that's stupid, and I'm a novice! (Ysolde/Ishkana) @Lynn642
They were all very reasonable suggestions and Ysolde looked like she was paying attention. "Could I have a scrap of parchment? Just to write some of this down." She smiled sheepishly, "Hopefully it will help me not forget by the time I get back to the Barracks." She didn't want to come across as ditsy and was probably quietly being judged a little. "I get lost in thought, especially if I'm studying something," she explained, hoping that it didn't make her sound foolish. Ysolde shook her head at the roommate question. "I don't have a bunkmate at the moment. I will tell the Candidatemasters though, I don't want them to feel they have to nag me but it might help if they know about it too."
On Fri, Aug 17, 2018 at 9:28 PM Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
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Nutmeg on the Wizzy. Florcott on AIM. I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!
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Re: What should I do? (attn Cremsden / Ishkana)
Laura Walker
Cremsden grinned. "Sometimes. But more to the point, if you're applying a lot of it there's a risk that *any* protective coating on your hands is going to wear off. And the first you're likely to know about that is when you've already made yourself useless for a few hours. How's your health been generally?"
On Tue, Aug 21, 2018 at 8:21 PM, Lindsay <alexeden1971@...> wrote:
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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.
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Re: Cacaphony of flits All Flits
Rabble Rabble
Fabio noticed the dejected looking flit near him, and walked over, extending a wing over the smaller one in sympathy, and giving the carcass another dirty look. Then with an encouraging croon he pushed the other flit forwards, while ambling up to the meat himself. Crackdust churruped an inquiry at Fabio. Someone had hit the blue, why was his life so hard? He followed Fabio, keeping an eye out for the culprit.
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Re: Despair on the Wings of a flit. (Alyx/ Cremsden)
Laura Walker
"Don't worry about it." He stood up, brushing off his trousers, awkward with the gratitude in a way he hadn't been with the grief. "Catch you later, yeah?"
On Mon, Aug 20, 2018 at 12:03 AM, Alyx <scottish.wolfecary@...> wrote:
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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.
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Re: I made this. Honest. (Attention: Ishixi, Cremsden, Tareg,
Laura Walker
"Right." And Cremsden was only a couple of minutes behind. "Okay, youngster -- Tarin is it? This is Journeywoman Ishixi, Tarin and I'm Journeyman Cremsden, yeah? So, if you've never seen a Healer what we're going to do today is give you a nice thorough check over to make sure there's nothing nasty hiding to trip you up later and get that ankle -- is it your ankle or foot that hurts? - sorted out for you. He snapped his fingers and grimaced. "And I forgot to ask - did that bluerider who came in with you search you? We might as well do your check up before the Hatching now if that's needed." OOC: Thought I'd give us a post or two before klah arrives. 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.
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Re: One more duckling attn Cremsden Aryn
Laura Walker
"I don't mind, but you ask your mother," Cremsden said. "You hit fifteen turns old and you can do what you want. Until then, I would advise you to ask first." 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.
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Re: A Walk to Remember Alyx/Any
Jenna Cunningham
"You couldn't disturb me," he replied quickly enough, trying to put the young (but older than him) woman at ease. He considered offering her a sleeve to wipe her eyes with, but he stunk of sweat and sun-baked skin from the run, and doubted that was what would soothe her. She was probably worried about the clutch the same as he had been infrequently throughout the past week - though in her own feminine way, he supposed, with tears instead of a doubling up of exercise and physical exertion.
"I was just about to go for a swim to cool off after the run, anyway," he rubbed at the back of his sweaty neck, "...ah, is he yours?"
He gestured to the firelizard on her shoulder.
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