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Re: Through Glom Of Nit Attn Idri Cremsden

Laura Walker
 

"It's brewing," Cremsden said, not bothering to look around at the footsteps behind him. "Five minutes and it'll be drinkable, ten and it might be halfway decent."


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 5:50 PM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
It was fast approaching that time of a night shift where your brain casually reminded you that it should have been sleeping HOURS ago and attempted to cease to function. That was all well and good if you were allowed to sleep. Not so much when you were monitoring a feverish juvenile on the ward. Finally though, Idri had coaxed the youngster into sleep and seized the opportunity. A breath of air, a splash of cold water and a very large mug of klah. That would do the trick.

With the first two obtained and already feeling better for it, she had made her way to the ever ready klah stand, not remotely surprised to see another body there but with their back turned and the Infirmary lights reduced to let patients sleep, she couldn't entirely make them out.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:55 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
A quiet nightshift was a blessing and a curse. A blessing because you didn't need to think, a curse because the seconds lasted hours and you *still had to be awake*. 

Cremsden had been attempting to use the time constructively but he had a sneaking suspicion that his notes for future apprentice lectures weren't even going to make sense to himself. Particularly not the past where he had failed to notice that he had come to the edge of the paper and continued writing on the desk, possibly because his eyes were shut at the time.

He reached for a mouthful of klah and looked sadly into an empty mug. Well, a leg stretch might wake him up at least and if he needed to make a fresh batch so much the better.

--

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.



--
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!



--

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: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Laura Walker
 

"I know the feeling. Healer at my Hold decided I could follow him about a bit when I was small else I doubt I would have made it here." Cremsden waved his mug again, this time towards the door. "There's an outside ledge still out there, but we set a table and chairs on it. *Try* not to get caught up in studying and get sun-burnt because believe me you'll get ribbed endlessly if the other apprentices end up having to treat you. Oh and there's a wall around it. Don't climb on it. Kids don't bounce."


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 5:16 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Books were few and far between at my hold," she found herself explaining. "The ones we had I read veraciously."

She shifted her stance, finally, truely at ease. Her glance ran around the room again, taking in all of it once more.
On Apr 9, 2020, at 11:06 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Cremsden followed her gaze, and laughed quietly. "Aye, the apprentices who stay mostly start by staring at those wide-eyed," he said. "Good news is you'll have plenty of opportunity to read them because we'll expect you to know them backwards, forwards and upside down before you're done."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 5:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her face lit. The room itself was nice, yes, but it was the books that grabbed her attention. Her gaze fixed there, even as she nodded her understanding and offered a small smile before saying, "I see why you are proud of this accomplishment."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:35 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Because when I got here it was what *used* to be the weyr for riders with sick dragons but had started to be the place everyone stored their junk," Cremsden explained. "Whereas now.. well, you'll see."

It *was* a nice room. It had desks for studying at and a little cluster of chairs in one corner for when apprentices were watching a demonstration or working on something together. Some of the more comfortable couches looked ready to be converted to cots if the occasion demanded - and sometimes it did. There was a high wall of bookshelves, stacked with books, and a ready supply of ink and paper. Wide windows let in plenty of light and a door suggested access to the outside world.

And of course, there was a klah pot. Of course there was.

"Rule with the books is, look up whatever you want in here if you're using them you make a copy of whatever you're looking up as you're using it," Cremsden said, waving at them with his mug. "Books wear out surprisingly fast if apprentices are checking them constantly and you'll want a copy for your notes anyway. And it doesn't hurt to get quick at copying things out."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Bemused, Yiyu followed swiftly. Her nerves had settled as they spoke, and now she simply saw him as a figure of authority.


"Why proud?" she inquired.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:23 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Come on then." Cremsden gave a jerk of his head to gesture her to follow as he claimed the mug of klah and trotted off. "It's a nice room. I'm rather proud of it myself."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:09 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, sir. I'm fairly new, myself."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 9:03 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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.



--

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: Through Glom Of Nit Attn Idri Cremsden

Nutmeg
 

It was fast approaching that time of a night shift where your brain casually reminded you that it should have been sleeping HOURS ago and attempted to cease to function. That was all well and good if you were allowed to sleep. Not so much when you were monitoring a feverish juvenile on the ward. Finally though, Idri had coaxed the youngster into sleep and seized the opportunity. A breath of air, a splash of cold water and a very large mug of klah. That would do the trick.

With the first two obtained and already feeling better for it, she had made her way to the ever ready klah stand, not remotely surprised to see another body there but with their back turned and the Infirmary lights reduced to let patients sleep, she couldn't entirely make them out.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:55 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
A quiet nightshift was a blessing and a curse. A blessing because you didn't need to think, a curse because the seconds lasted hours and you *still had to be awake*. 

Cremsden had been attempting to use the time constructively but he had a sneaking suspicion that his notes for future apprentice lectures weren't even going to make sense to himself. Particularly not the past where he had failed to notice that he had come to the edge of the paper and continued writing on the desk, possibly because his eyes were shut at the time.

He reached for a mouthful of klah and looked sadly into an empty mug. Well, a leg stretch might wake him up at least and if he needed to make a fresh batch so much the better.

--

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.



--
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!


Re: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Jessica Freise
 

"Books were few and far between at my hold," she found herself explaining. "The ones we had I read veraciously."

She shifted her stance, finally, truely at ease. Her glance ran around the room again, taking in all of it once more.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 11:06 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Cremsden followed her gaze, and laughed quietly. "Aye, the apprentices who stay mostly start by staring at those wide-eyed," he said. "Good news is you'll have plenty of opportunity to read them because we'll expect you to know them backwards, forwards and upside down before you're done."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 5:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her face lit. The room itself was nice, yes, but it was the books that grabbed her attention. Her gaze fixed there, even as she nodded her understanding and offered a small smile before saying, "I see why you are proud of this accomplishment."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:35 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Because when I got here it was what *used* to be the weyr for riders with sick dragons but had started to be the place everyone stored their junk," Cremsden explained. "Whereas now.. well, you'll see."

It *was* a nice room. It had desks for studying at and a little cluster of chairs in one corner for when apprentices were watching a demonstration or working on something together. Some of the more comfortable couches looked ready to be converted to cots if the occasion demanded - and sometimes it did. There was a high wall of bookshelves, stacked with books, and a ready supply of ink and paper. Wide windows let in plenty of light and a door suggested access to the outside world.

And of course, there was a klah pot. Of course there was.

"Rule with the books is, look up whatever you want in here if you're using them you make a copy of whatever you're looking up as you're using it," Cremsden said, waving at them with his mug. "Books wear out surprisingly fast if apprentices are checking them constantly and you'll want a copy for your notes anyway. And it doesn't hurt to get quick at copying things out."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Bemused, Yiyu followed swiftly. Her nerves had settled as they spoke, and now she simply saw him as a figure of authority.


"Why proud?" she inquired.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:23 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Come on then." Cremsden gave a jerk of his head to gesture her to follow as he claimed the mug of klah and trotted off. "It's a nice room. I'm rather proud of it myself."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:09 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, sir. I'm fairly new, myself."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 9:03 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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: We Have to Stick Together (Ay'shen/Ambrelli)

TrueTricia
 

She shook her head.  "Master Larsin knows, of course.  As long as I do my job and he can find no fault with it, I don't think it matters to him.  I'm sure the Master Healer does as well, but I've not interacted there much.  I honestly have been keeping my head down.  I have food delivered to me on shift, I work long candlemarks.  That's my penance I guess.  I've eaten in the Dining Hall a few times, but I feel like everyone is staring at me, whispering behind my back."  In truth, she had no idea how many people knew that she'd been at Fort during that time.  Likely, they wouldn't actually know more than that, since only Ay'shen knew something even approaching the full truth, but actual knowledge had never stopped rumors.  

"I'd like that very much, to see a friend every day or as often as able.  And you're welcome at mine.  It's a bit of a ruin, like a literal ruin.  It was my family's weyr, so it used to be quite large.  But an earthquake collapsed parts of it.  The ledge might be passable for a dragon to drop you off, but not to fully land.  Inside, there are still rock piles.  I haven't bothered to clean those out.  But there's still usable space in the three rooms ((two bedrooms and main)), just probably in total the whole thing is slightly bigger than a normal room.  And it's high up, so I get my exercise every day climbing the stairs."  Why had her parents picked that one?  It made no sense with her mother not being a rider, but then, the sunsets were incredible, so maybe it was just that.  


Re: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Laura Walker
 

Cremsden followed her gaze, and laughed quietly. "Aye, the apprentices who stay mostly start by staring at those wide-eyed," he said. "Good news is you'll have plenty of opportunity to read them because we'll expect you to know them backwards, forwards and upside down before you're done."


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 5:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her face lit. The room itself was nice, yes, but it was the books that grabbed her attention. Her gaze fixed there, even as she nodded her understanding and offered a small smile before saying, "I see why you are proud of this accomplishment."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:35 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Because when I got here it was what *used* to be the weyr for riders with sick dragons but had started to be the place everyone stored their junk," Cremsden explained. "Whereas now.. well, you'll see."

It *was* a nice room. It had desks for studying at and a little cluster of chairs in one corner for when apprentices were watching a demonstration or working on something together. Some of the more comfortable couches looked ready to be converted to cots if the occasion demanded - and sometimes it did. There was a high wall of bookshelves, stacked with books, and a ready supply of ink and paper. Wide windows let in plenty of light and a door suggested access to the outside world.

And of course, there was a klah pot. Of course there was.

"Rule with the books is, look up whatever you want in here if you're using them you make a copy of whatever you're looking up as you're using it," Cremsden said, waving at them with his mug. "Books wear out surprisingly fast if apprentices are checking them constantly and you'll want a copy for your notes anyway. And it doesn't hurt to get quick at copying things out."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Bemused, Yiyu followed swiftly. Her nerves had settled as they spoke, and now she simply saw him as a figure of authority.


"Why proud?" she inquired.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:23 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Come on then." Cremsden gave a jerk of his head to gesture her to follow as he claimed the mug of klah and trotted off. "It's a nice room. I'm rather proud of it myself."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:09 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, sir. I'm fairly new, myself."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 9:03 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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: There Are Two 3 o' clocks In A Day Attn Alyx Asheran Cremsden

Jenna Cunningham
 

"I could hold him," he offered impulsively, suddenly very much a believer in his current state of "if you're going through hell, keep going." This deflection was a master stroke of genius. Alyx had totally been overlooked - so naturally he looked down at her, thinking for a moment that perhaps her bosom might be as soothing to the baby as it had been for him. He'd fallen asleep out here in Faranth only knows where, after all, though then drinking had been involved. Wait -

"Why's... She's crying."

He touched Alyx's shoulder, startled out of his rambling train of thought, then shook her gently.

"What's wrong?"


Re: Familiar faces in strange new places. (Tyne/S'ryll)

TrueTricia
 

S'ryll chuckled, "Now why ever would I admit to something as dirty as actually caring?  That's just ridiculous."  She wasn't wrong about him.  When he'd been a jockey, his only motivation had been to be the best so that he wouldn't be a nobody.  It hadn't even been about power, although that was intertwined.  The purses hadn't been bad either.  But it was sometime after flying in his first real Fall that it hit him how important what they did as Riders was, and it was after he saw a rider and dragon devoured by Thread for the first time that he also realized just being 'good enough' was in fact not good enough.  Of course, neither of those thoughts had hit him with that clarity at the time, but rather his attitude shifts could all be traced back to those two initial incidents.  

As she swooned against him, he wrapped his arms around her laughing.  "Only twenty?  We'll probably need our own Weyr by the time they're all older.  Could probably have our own wing at least!  Guess that's one way to become wingleader.  Not exactly what I had in mind, but oh the sacrifices" he chuckled, teasing her.  "But you always did strike an impression at a Gather in a pretty dress.  Probably still do," he said, complimenting her.  He kept his arms around her as an invitation to stay, but she could pull away at any time.  

He listened as she listed off the fun things, hearing in her voice that wistfulness.  It was something he now took for granted, the ability to go wherever he wanted when he chose to so do.  And something while at the Reaches, he hadn't used as often as he should have.  Perhaps he'd been more homebound and hidebound than he thought.  "WE'LL be okay," he emphasized the plural to her.  "Come on now, Tyne.  You're still the woman that can command my bronze with just her voice and strength of will.  Those places you'll have to show me.  It's more fun exploring with a friend than by yourself.  We can make it a goal, for a new trip a sevenday or something, time permitting."  


Re: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Jessica Freise
 

Her face lit. The room itself was nice, yes, but it was the books that grabbed her attention. Her gaze fixed there, even as she nodded her understanding and offered a small smile before saying, "I see why you are proud of this accomplishment."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:35 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Because when I got here it was what *used* to be the weyr for riders with sick dragons but had started to be the place everyone stored their junk," Cremsden explained. "Whereas now.. well, you'll see."

It *was* a nice room. It had desks for studying at and a little cluster of chairs in one corner for when apprentices were watching a demonstration or working on something together. Some of the more comfortable couches looked ready to be converted to cots if the occasion demanded - and sometimes it did. There was a high wall of bookshelves, stacked with books, and a ready supply of ink and paper. Wide windows let in plenty of light and a door suggested access to the outside world.

And of course, there was a klah pot. Of course there was.

"Rule with the books is, look up whatever you want in here if you're using them you make a copy of whatever you're looking up as you're using it," Cremsden said, waving at them with his mug. "Books wear out surprisingly fast if apprentices are checking them constantly and you'll want a copy for your notes anyway. And it doesn't hurt to get quick at copying things out."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Bemused, Yiyu followed swiftly. Her nerves had settled as they spoke, and now she simply saw him as a figure of authority.


"Why proud?" she inquired.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:23 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Come on then." Cremsden gave a jerk of his head to gesture her to follow as he claimed the mug of klah and trotted off. "It's a nice room. I'm rather proud of it myself."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:09 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, sir. I'm fairly new, myself."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 9:03 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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.


Through Glom Of Nit Attn Idri Cremsden

Laura Walker
 

A quiet nightshift was a blessing and a curse. A blessing because you didn't need to think, a curse because the seconds lasted hours and you *still had to be awake*. 

Cremsden had been attempting to use the time constructively but he had a sneaking suspicion that his notes for future apprentice lectures weren't even going to make sense to himself. Particularly not the past where he had failed to notice that he had come to the edge of the paper and continued writing on the desk, possibly because his eyes were shut at the time.

He reached for a mouthful of klah and looked sadly into an empty mug. Well, a leg stretch might wake him up at least and if he needed to make a fresh batch so much the better.

--

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: We Have to Stick Together (Ay'shen/Ambrelli)

Aaron
 

"Then, I suppose, we're friends now." And if it was all an elaborate ruse to lure him away to kill him where no one would notice Ohselth go between, well. Then so be it. It was less a feeling of distrust and more a resignation to the consequences of his trust, one way or the other.

"You're still healing dragons, then. I take it the Infirmary crowd has found out where you've been and the like..." Or else she would not still feel the way he felt. "Well. It's been a while since I had company. But I'll get another chair so we can both sit down. And maybe we can have dinner together every now and again."

***

Ambrelli shrugged.  "They left when it all started to fall apart, right about when the gold flight happened.  It was less of getting away than surviving."  She listened to him describe his time at the Weyr.  She felt guilty listening to it in some ways.  He'd done so much less than she had, yet he had been more harshly punished.  "It's hard to rebuild those friendships.  We both lost so much.  I was willing to give everything, everything except what they took in the end."

She smiled at him, her lips drawn back in a sad smile.  "I'd like that very much, for us to be friends.  You're probably one of the few people on this continent that will ever understand how I feel, and I you."


Re: We Have to Stick Together (Ay'shen/Ambrelli)

TrueTricia
 

Ambrelli shrugged.  "They left when it all started to fall apart, right about when the gold flight happened.  It was less of getting away than surviving."  She listened to him describe his time at the Weyr.  She felt guilty listening to it in some ways.  He'd done so much less than she had, yet he had been more harshly punished.  "It's hard to rebuild those friendships.  We both lost so much.  I was willing to give everything, everything except what they took in the end."

She smiled at him, her lips drawn back in a sad smile.  "I'd like that very much, for us to be friends.  You're probably one of the few people on this continent that will ever understand how I feel, and I you."


Re: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Laura Walker
 

"Because when I got here it was what *used* to be the weyr for riders with sick dragons but had started to be the place everyone stored their junk," Cremsden explained. "Whereas now.. well, you'll see."

It *was* a nice room. It had desks for studying at and a little cluster of chairs in one corner for when apprentices were watching a demonstration or working on something together. Some of the more comfortable couches looked ready to be converted to cots if the occasion demanded - and sometimes it did. There was a high wall of bookshelves, stacked with books, and a ready supply of ink and paper. Wide windows let in plenty of light and a door suggested access to the outside world.

And of course, there was a klah pot. Of course there was.

"Rule with the books is, look up whatever you want in here if you're using them you make a copy of whatever you're looking up as you're using it," Cremsden said, waving at them with his mug. "Books wear out surprisingly fast if apprentices are checking them constantly and you'll want a copy for your notes anyway. And it doesn't hurt to get quick at copying things out."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Bemused, Yiyu followed swiftly. Her nerves had settled as they spoke, and now she simply saw him as a figure of authority.


"Why proud?" she inquired.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:23 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Come on then." Cremsden gave a jerk of his head to gesture her to follow as he claimed the mug of klah and trotted off. "It's a nice room. I'm rather proud of it myself."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:09 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, sir. I'm fairly new, myself."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 9:03 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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.



--

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: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Jessica Freise
 

Bemused, Yiyu followed swiftly. Her nerves had settled as they spoke, and now she simply saw him as a figure of authority.


"Why proud?" she inquired.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 10:23 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Come on then." Cremsden gave a jerk of his head to gesture her to follow as he claimed the mug of klah and trotted off. "It's a nice room. I'm rather proud of it myself."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:09 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, sir. I'm fairly new, myself."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 9:03 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Laura Walker
 

"Come on then." Cremsden gave a jerk of his head to gesture her to follow as he claimed the mug of klah and trotted off. "It's a nice room. I'm rather proud of it myself."


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 4:09 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, sir. I'm fairly new, myself."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 9:03 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Jessica Freise
 

"No, sir. I'm fairly new, myself."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 9:03 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.





-- 

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: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Laura Walker
 

"Thank you." Cremsden beamed at her. "And thank you for the klah. Now - did anyone show you the study area yet?"


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 2:53 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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.



--

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: Real Babies and Healer Babies: Both Are Exhausting Attn Yiyu

Jessica Freise
 

Yiyu studied the infant critically. She'd found every dragonkind she'd met beautiful, but wasn't sure just what she thought of the little bundle of joy the Healer held. Finally she offered meakly, "He's cute?" as if she weren't sure she had the right answer to the problem facing her.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 7:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

“Ten days. Ah. I think?” Cremsden paused  a little doubtfully to consider what day it was. “Yes I came back on night shift three nights ago because there were cookies in the break room,” he said, half to himself, not quite counting on his fingers but close. “So it must be ten.”

On Thursday, April 9, 2020, Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu, inundated with the other's speech, chose to go for what she viewed as the easiest thing to tackle first: pouring the liquid into the mug. She chewed over what he had said as she filled it, then latched onto the next thing that clearly  deserved some attention, even as part of her panicked at the thought of being the one who lost a dragon, that so precious of creatures.

"How old?" she asked, tilting her head at the infant.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:39 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Close enough. You'll end up sharing some lessons with those on the human side. Ethics and hygiene fall under similar rules no matter the species of your patient," Cremsden said cheerfully. "And no-one wants you stuck in a position where you lose the dragon because you didn't know basic human first aid and were the only Healer on-scene." He grinned at her, clearly friendly if tired. "I'd normally suggest we go for a quick chat but.. as you have two free hands, would you mind doing me a favour and filling this here mug first? More difficult one-handed than you might think and if I set him down he'll squall the place down."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:32 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
She took his hand automatically, now more bemused than afraid. She smiled distractedly at the little one, but found herself admitting, "I'm with the Dragonhealers, actually."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:30 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"One of our new apprentices." Cremsden smiled at her, setting his mug - still empty, alas - down, and shifting Arden to his shoulder so he could offer her his hand. "Journeyman Cremsden. Apologies - I'd normally be around to settle you in when you joined us, but this young man has had me at home more than usual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 12:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"New ones?" Yiyu repeated, startled at first and not a little nervous to find herself addressed by a man. The fact that he was holding a baby made him less threatening in her eyes, but not by much. Still, she assayed a smile and desperately tried to think if she remembered him from anywhere.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

It was probably not the best time for Cremsden to be moving his shifts around. The time before a hatching usually saw an influx of Candidate Apprentices and those didn't work nights. There wasn't much he could do about that other than ask those he trusted to keep an eye on them while he did a rota from afar but he did at least try to make it down to the Infirmary during the day occasionally, even if it was with a tiny baby in tow.

He was trying to juggle said tiny baby while also pouring a klah - ten days or so in to being a father and he was starting to feeling distinctly heavy-eyed - when he spotted a new face. "Hello there," he greeted, stifling a yawn. "You one of our new ones?"




-- 

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.





-- 

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: Yes, she's meant to be this size. Yes, we've been asked before. (Dytha/Ambrelli)

TrueTricia
 

Ambrelli nodded in agreement at Dytha's reasoning.  "Exactly.  My father was a bronzerider, and I grew up in admiration and adoration of of him.  He was very dedicated to the Weyr and impressed upon me the need to serve.  Back then, I still wanted to be a Candidate.  I couldn't control if I Impressed, but I could control my Craft.  My Papa actually got me Merck to help me study anatomy since Rath was just too big for a young girl."  Not that she'd ever stood for a Clutch.  Her parents' death and then going to Fort had upended all of those plans, and now she was too old.  She was still bitter about that, about having given up her chance for a dragon for the greater good, only to find herself in the center of a horror.  The brown flit chirped, bringing her out of her thoughts, and hopped down Ambrelli's arm to get a closer look at Ponth. 

}{*Friends?*}{ the brown sent to the small green, sending her images of playing in the ocean together.

Ambrelli chuckled at the small dragon.  "Well, I look forward to seeing that really bright red on you..  Such an amazing dragon," she said, both to Ponth and Dytha.  


Re: We Have to Stick Together (Ay'shen/Ambrelli)

Aaron
 

"I'm glad they all got away, too," Ay'shen said of the names he recognized. "I thought when I first got here that I should keep my distance from the ones I saved. I was grounded and on home arrest for a little while as punishment for my part in it, and the other riders all knew it."

"So when I was allowed to start eating in the dining cavern and start training with my new wing, I didn't try to talk to my old friends again. And... well, since I pushed them away to try to protect them from my reputation, I can't really complain that we haven't been the best of friends any more."

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, I think I understand how you feel. And if you want someone to talk to, I won't push you away, too."

***

"At Igen, there were a couple of us," she named a coupl blue and greenriders he might have known.  "They were good people, a few having never been Resistance either, that like us, just got caught in the swell of the tide.  It was less lonely being with them..."

She looked at him again, her eyes calmer now.  "I think when I saw you, I'd hoped that I could finally meet someone here who could both know me and not hate me at the same time.  Because right now, I feel like those are the only options with everyone else."