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Re: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

Steelsilver
 

I'des grinned back. "Why don't you tell me the difference between Callamere ones and the ones up North?" he asked. 


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 1:02 PM sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:
Kalain brightened more. "I'd appreciate that. And I can talk about whers all day. What do you want to know?"


Angry Smile (L'yall SA)

Ren
 

OOC: Fuzzied back to shortly after he'd arrived at Arolos and bought his wher egg from K'gra

Released from the infirmary with instructions to take it easy until his wounds were fully healed, L'yall sat in the shade of the evening tropical sun with the brand new bronze wher pup he'd acquired. He was fascinated by the dark little thing and devoted a grand amount of time into learning the creature's personality. He reminded L'yall of when Solazath was a hatchling but with a more dominant personality somehow. While Solazath acted more like a blue than a brown, this creature was entirely a bronze and knew it. Even as a pup. L'yall had to admit that he was fascinated. 

He'd got the thing shortly after arriving and noticing the absolutely insane amount of the creatures around. Interrogation revealed that most of the whers were owned by riders for protection. Considering why he'd been sent South, that had struck a particular chord with the brownrider and he'd immediately started looking for someone selling them. When he'd found the posting from K'gra announcing a clutch from his gold wher, L'yall had snapped up the chance and had settled on a beautiful blue egg. The fact that the bronze had come out of it instead of the brown he'd expected or maybe a blue had made L'yall stunned yet oddly pleased. The Weyrwoman had a bronze, after all, so this creature would surely be a safe bet. He'd had the most odd feeling that the bronze's name was Lyask, so it had stuck.

How the feck to train the thing, though? He'd done well enough with his own training ideas combined with his dragon and it had seemed to work well enough. Word had crossed L'yall's radar a few times about some Whercraft, but he felt that something with a name like that had to be just outright ridiculous. He could train the beastie just perfectly well on his own, thank you. L'yall grinned down at the pup who was playing with a leaf at his feet, growling at it while shredding it plenty before finally eating the scraps.

"Aye, yer gonna be just fine, laddie," L'yall praised him through the gauze holding his jaw together. 


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

Laura Walker
 

"That happens," Cremsden acknowledged ruefully. "Big hold, small hold?"


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 10:08 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
His soft crooning lulled Yiyu as well as the babe she held. Her eyes half closed as she began to speak:

"I was born the youngest child and olnly daughter of a holder. He had little use for me, seeing as he saw women as expendable."

OOC: I will give h im more to hear as we move through.
On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:53 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"There now, there." Cremsden knelt in front of her to hand his son over and then sat back onto his feet, keeping a wary eye on proceedings. "Good lad then, you settle there." Unconsciously he slipped into his 'Healer croon', a gentle singsong voice made for soothing the nervous. "Now then," he said, keeping his voice hushed lest Arden panic. "Why don't you tell me about yourself?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 9:46 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu pulled over a stool and sat, watching her new mentor and his son with intersted. While she had been the youngest, she was not unfamiliar with babes and knew how to sit and accept the youngster once his protective father released him into her care. he smelled warm and sweet.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:41 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm." Cremsden inspected them again. "Good nails. Keep them short like that. Good girl." He smiled at her. "Sit down then and you can give him a cuddle."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:02 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
That sensation of being overwhelmed tried to rise up again. Yiyu swallowed it back and moved to comply. She was, if nothing else, thorough and lengthy, presenting him with her hands over half a minute after she'd begun.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:56 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Ha, yes, to the sink with you. Lesson 1 of handwashing," Cremsden said, leading her over. "First rule, do it a lot. Start and end of a shift, wash your hands. Before and after eating, wash your hands. Before you go in to see a patient, you wash your hands and again when you're done. Before and after touching medication, wash your hands. We are likely to be the biggest infection risk in any Infirmary. If people worry that they might come to see us with a sprained ankle and go home with everrash they just won't come." He gestured to the sink. "Show me how you do it."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:39 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I bathed this morning," she offered meakly as he examined her hands. "But I could wash them again if there's a basin near by."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:36 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm. How clean are your hands?" Cremsden set his mug down and reached to gently take her wrist, the better to examine her hand. Apprentices usually needed a few lessons in washing them properly and when you knew what kinds of things lay around the infirmary.. well, you didn't want some stuff near a baby's face.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:21 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu raised a hand. "May I?" She wiggled her fingers as if to touch the babe's face.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:10 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Arden." Cremsden smiled down at the baby. "Arden who never sleeps. Still, he seems content enough right now."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:04 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her lips twitched, as if she weren't sure if she should smile or frown at him. She chose the former, stepping over towards the outside to observe what he'd told her.

"What's his name?" she asked, tilting her head to the baby who had a strange, wide gaze locked on the world around him.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 11:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"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.





-- 

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
 

His soft crooning lulled Yiyu as well as the babe she held. Her eyes half closed as she began to speak:

"I was born the youngest child and olnly daughter of a holder. He had little use for me, seeing as he saw women as expendable."

OOC: I will give h im more to hear as we move through.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:53 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"There now, there." Cremsden knelt in front of her to hand his son over and then sat back onto his feet, keeping a wary eye on proceedings. "Good lad then, you settle there." Unconsciously he slipped into his 'Healer croon', a gentle singsong voice made for soothing the nervous. "Now then," he said, keeping his voice hushed lest Arden panic. "Why don't you tell me about yourself?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 9:46 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu pulled over a stool and sat, watching her new mentor and his son with intersted. While she had been the youngest, she was not unfamiliar with babes and knew how to sit and accept the youngster once his protective father released him into her care. he smelled warm and sweet.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:41 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm." Cremsden inspected them again. "Good nails. Keep them short like that. Good girl." He smiled at her. "Sit down then and you can give him a cuddle."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:02 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
That sensation of being overwhelmed tried to rise up again. Yiyu swallowed it back and moved to comply. She was, if nothing else, thorough and lengthy, presenting him with her hands over half a minute after she'd begun.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:56 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Ha, yes, to the sink with you. Lesson 1 of handwashing," Cremsden said, leading her over. "First rule, do it a lot. Start and end of a shift, wash your hands. Before and after eating, wash your hands. Before you go in to see a patient, you wash your hands and again when you're done. Before and after touching medication, wash your hands. We are likely to be the biggest infection risk in any Infirmary. If people worry that they might come to see us with a sprained ankle and go home with everrash they just won't come." He gestured to the sink. "Show me how you do it."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:39 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I bathed this morning," she offered meakly as he examined her hands. "But I could wash them again if there's a basin near by."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:36 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm. How clean are your hands?" Cremsden set his mug down and reached to gently take her wrist, the better to examine her hand. Apprentices usually needed a few lessons in washing them properly and when you knew what kinds of things lay around the infirmary.. well, you didn't want some stuff near a baby's face.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:21 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu raised a hand. "May I?" She wiggled her fingers as if to touch the babe's face.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:10 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Arden." Cremsden smiled down at the baby. "Arden who never sleeps. Still, he seems content enough right now."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:04 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her lips twitched, as if she weren't sure if she should smile or frown at him. She chose the former, stepping over towards the outside to observe what he'd told her.

"What's his name?" she asked, tilting her head to the baby who had a strange, wide gaze locked on the world around him.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 11:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"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.





-- 

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
 

Herself.

It was strange to think of herself as aperson, as an individual. She licked her lips nervously and slowly, fitfully, told him about her history up to and including her coming to the Weyr. Meeting Rennizs, meating Tyne, attaining her kitten, all after being the youngest, only, and most useless child of a holder. While she spoke, she rocked the baby in her arms gently.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:53 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"There now, there." Cremsden knelt in front of her to hand his son over and then sat back onto his feet, keeping a wary eye on proceedings. "Good lad then, you settle there." Unconsciously he slipped into his 'Healer croon', a gentle singsong voice made for soothing the nervous. "Now then," he said, keeping his voice hushed lest Arden panic. "Why don't you tell me about yourself?"

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 9:46 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu pulled over a stool and sat, watching her new mentor and his son with intersted. While she had been the youngest, she was not unfamiliar with babes and knew how to sit and accept the youngster once his protective father released him into her care. he smelled warm and sweet.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:41 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm." Cremsden inspected them again. "Good nails. Keep them short like that. Good girl." He smiled at her. "Sit down then and you can give him a cuddle."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:02 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
That sensation of being overwhelmed tried to rise up again. Yiyu swallowed it back and moved to comply. She was, if nothing else, thorough and lengthy, presenting him with her hands over half a minute after she'd begun.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:56 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Ha, yes, to the sink with you. Lesson 1 of handwashing," Cremsden said, leading her over. "First rule, do it a lot. Start and end of a shift, wash your hands. Before and after eating, wash your hands. Before you go in to see a patient, you wash your hands and again when you're done. Before and after touching medication, wash your hands. We are likely to be the biggest infection risk in any Infirmary. If people worry that they might come to see us with a sprained ankle and go home with everrash they just won't come." He gestured to the sink. "Show me how you do it."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:39 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I bathed this morning," she offered meakly as he examined her hands. "But I could wash them again if there's a basin near by."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:36 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm. How clean are your hands?" Cremsden set his mug down and reached to gently take her wrist, the better to examine her hand. Apprentices usually needed a few lessons in washing them properly and when you knew what kinds of things lay around the infirmary.. well, you didn't want some stuff near a baby's face.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:21 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu raised a hand. "May I?" She wiggled her fingers as if to touch the babe's face.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:10 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Arden." Cremsden smiled down at the baby. "Arden who never sleeps. Still, he seems content enough right now."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:04 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her lips twitched, as if she weren't sure if she should smile or frown at him. She chose the former, stepping over towards the outside to observe what he'd told her.

"What's his name?" she asked, tilting her head to the baby who had a strange, wide gaze locked on the world around him.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 11:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"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.





-- 

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
 

"There now, there." Cremsden knelt in front of her to hand his son over and then sat back onto his feet, keeping a wary eye on proceedings. "Good lad then, you settle there." Unconsciously he slipped into his 'Healer croon', a gentle singsong voice made for soothing the nervous. "Now then," he said, keeping his voice hushed lest Arden panic. "Why don't you tell me about yourself?"


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 9:46 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu pulled over a stool and sat, watching her new mentor and his son with intersted. While she had been the youngest, she was not unfamiliar with babes and knew how to sit and accept the youngster once his protective father released him into her care. he smelled warm and sweet.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:41 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm." Cremsden inspected them again. "Good nails. Keep them short like that. Good girl." He smiled at her. "Sit down then and you can give him a cuddle."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:02 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
That sensation of being overwhelmed tried to rise up again. Yiyu swallowed it back and moved to comply. She was, if nothing else, thorough and lengthy, presenting him with her hands over half a minute after she'd begun.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:56 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Ha, yes, to the sink with you. Lesson 1 of handwashing," Cremsden said, leading her over. "First rule, do it a lot. Start and end of a shift, wash your hands. Before and after eating, wash your hands. Before you go in to see a patient, you wash your hands and again when you're done. Before and after touching medication, wash your hands. We are likely to be the biggest infection risk in any Infirmary. If people worry that they might come to see us with a sprained ankle and go home with everrash they just won't come." He gestured to the sink. "Show me how you do it."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:39 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I bathed this morning," she offered meakly as he examined her hands. "But I could wash them again if there's a basin near by."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:36 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm. How clean are your hands?" Cremsden set his mug down and reached to gently take her wrist, the better to examine her hand. Apprentices usually needed a few lessons in washing them properly and when you knew what kinds of things lay around the infirmary.. well, you didn't want some stuff near a baby's face.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:21 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu raised a hand. "May I?" She wiggled her fingers as if to touch the babe's face.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:10 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Arden." Cremsden smiled down at the baby. "Arden who never sleeps. Still, he seems content enough right now."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:04 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her lips twitched, as if she weren't sure if she should smile or frown at him. She chose the former, stepping over towards the outside to observe what he'd told her.

"What's his name?" she asked, tilting her head to the baby who had a strange, wide gaze locked on the world around him.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 11:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"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.





-- 

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 pulled over a stool and sat, watching her new mentor and his son with intersted. While she had been the youngest, she was not unfamiliar with babes and knew how to sit and accept the youngster once his protective father released him into her care. he smelled warm and sweet.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:41 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm." Cremsden inspected them again. "Good nails. Keep them short like that. Good girl." He smiled at her. "Sit down then and you can give him a cuddle."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:02 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
That sensation of being overwhelmed tried to rise up again. Yiyu swallowed it back and moved to comply. She was, if nothing else, thorough and lengthy, presenting him with her hands over half a minute after she'd begun.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:56 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Ha, yes, to the sink with you. Lesson 1 of handwashing," Cremsden said, leading her over. "First rule, do it a lot. Start and end of a shift, wash your hands. Before and after eating, wash your hands. Before you go in to see a patient, you wash your hands and again when you're done. Before and after touching medication, wash your hands. We are likely to be the biggest infection risk in any Infirmary. If people worry that they might come to see us with a sprained ankle and go home with everrash they just won't come." He gestured to the sink. "Show me how you do it."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:39 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I bathed this morning," she offered meakly as he examined her hands. "But I could wash them again if there's a basin near by."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:36 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm. How clean are your hands?" Cremsden set his mug down and reached to gently take her wrist, the better to examine her hand. Apprentices usually needed a few lessons in washing them properly and when you knew what kinds of things lay around the infirmary.. well, you didn't want some stuff near a baby's face.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:21 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu raised a hand. "May I?" She wiggled her fingers as if to touch the babe's face.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:10 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Arden." Cremsden smiled down at the baby. "Arden who never sleeps. Still, he seems content enough right now."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:04 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her lips twitched, as if she weren't sure if she should smile or frown at him. She chose the former, stepping over towards the outside to observe what he'd told her.

"What's his name?" she asked, tilting her head to the baby who had a strange, wide gaze locked on the world around him.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 11:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"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.





-- 

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
 

"Hmm." Cremsden inspected them again. "Good nails. Keep them short like that. Good girl." He smiled at her. "Sit down then and you can give him a cuddle."


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:02 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
That sensation of being overwhelmed tried to rise up again. Yiyu swallowed it back and moved to comply. She was, if nothing else, thorough and lengthy, presenting him with her hands over half a minute after she'd begun.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:56 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Ha, yes, to the sink with you. Lesson 1 of handwashing," Cremsden said, leading her over. "First rule, do it a lot. Start and end of a shift, wash your hands. Before and after eating, wash your hands. Before you go in to see a patient, you wash your hands and again when you're done. Before and after touching medication, wash your hands. We are likely to be the biggest infection risk in any Infirmary. If people worry that they might come to see us with a sprained ankle and go home with everrash they just won't come." He gestured to the sink. "Show me how you do it."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:39 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I bathed this morning," she offered meakly as he examined her hands. "But I could wash them again if there's a basin near by."

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:36 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Hmm. How clean are your hands?" Cremsden set his mug down and reached to gently take her wrist, the better to examine her hand. Apprentices usually needed a few lessons in washing them properly and when you knew what kinds of things lay around the infirmary.. well, you didn't want some stuff near a baby's face.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:21 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu raised a hand. "May I?" She wiggled her fingers as if to touch the babe's face.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 12:10 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Arden." Cremsden smiled down at the baby. "Arden who never sleeps. Still, he seems content enough right now."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:04 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Her lips twitched, as if she weren't sure if she should smile or frown at him. She chose the former, stepping over towards the outside to observe what he'd told her.

"What's his name?" she asked, tilting her head to the baby who had a strange, wide gaze locked on the world around him.

On Apr 9, 2020, at 11:51 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"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.





-- 

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: Can You Tell Me What You Did Wrong? Attn Kyrel, Aruthiel

 

Kyrel glanced up from the herbs Aruithil had been teaching him, giving the firelizard on Cremsden's shoulder a wary look before addressing the journeyman himself. 

"Oh, uhm..." the boy stalled hesitantly, brows rising on his forehead to see the healer intended to record their answers. "Alright."

He passed a worried expression side-long to Aru before moving to take a seat as ordered. "Are we in trouble?" He fixed Cremsden with the same concerned gaze.


On Tue, Apr 7, 2020, 1:15 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
Cremsden waited until Z'go had left and then quietly ensured he was noted as unavailable for patients for the next half-hour or so. It took a few moments to help himself to klah from the pot, and the mug meant that his hands had something to occupy them when he went to find his apprentices, Bitey riding on his shoulder because sometimes humans just need minding.

"Right," he said, thankful that they were at least where he had sent them. "Sit down, you two.I need you to run me through what just happened."

And oh -- apparently it must be important because he was getting out paper and pen to record it before he sat.

--

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: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

sailyn2
 

Kalain brightened more. "I'd appreciate that. And I can talk about whers all day. What do you want to know?"


Re: Old Enough to Know Better ((Attn: S'ryll / Kyrel))

 

Kyrel felt like he was about to be left out for Thread, waiting to hear the no-doubt awful chore he would have in store. That internal cringing manifested on his face despite a desire to impress the bronzerider, lips thinning to a flat line and brows knit. He'd been told this expression made him seem angry or intimidating, but he couldn't help the way emotions played out on his blocky face. 

"Look, whatever it is," he sighed, resigned, as the rider drew out the reveal. "I'll do it." He was a man of his word, shard it!

And then the rider grinned. Kyrel stared at him as he spoke, even going so far as to frown when the proverbial feline was let out of the bag. "...wait, really?" His mouth fell open, suspicion melting from his face at long last. "You want me to-- that's all?! Yes! Of course!" 

Excitement started to radiate from him, a complete about-face from seconds before. The smile that split his face stretched nearly from ear to ear. "I-I would be honored!" That this was a favor to the rider had been completely forgotten in the wake of his offer. Stuffing both the book and knots into one hand, he extended the other for a deal-sealing shake. "What should I call you? Other than bronzerider."


On Tue, Apr 7, 2020, 3:52 PM TrueTricia <tricia.nicewicz@...> wrote:
S'ryll nodded at the boy's logic.  "Exactly, and with time, just as easy.  Of course, I grew up in a landlocked hold, so we didn't do much fishing.  Runners though require a different kind of knots and leatherwork, so the principles were the same.  Or you ever see those old grannies, the really old ones that no one knows who they belong to any more and they've gone blind?  But they can still do needlework?  Same idea..."  He remembered one from his childhood.  Every kid called her 'granny' because somehow, every one of them was probably related to her.  It would be even more that way at a small hold.  

S'ryll mentally smiled at the kid's shifting.  He was expecting something terrible or tasking.  He was loving this.  The kid would end up happy to help bathe a bronze dragon, he would be the kid's hero for not turning him in and for letting him help, and he truly would teach the kid some things, knots included, that would help him in Candidacy, so it was a win-win.  And here he'd thought he'd have to bathe the hulking brute all by himself.  Today was turning out quite nicely if he did say so!

"Well, it's nothing too much.  It'll probably take awhile.  I don't want you to feel obligated or anything..." he drew it out, knowing it was only going to bring the kid in more.  Until finally, with a grin he couldn't help... 

"It's just, I need help bathing my bronze dragon..."


Re: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

Steelsilver
 

"That's good." I'des encouraged. "Hey, if you ever want to get back even faster and I'm around, me and Sunstreath could give you a ride." He added. "In trade, maybe you could tell me more about whers? You probably know more than I do about them."


On Thursday, April 9, 2020, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:
"Yeah, things are better now." He brightened. He had some friends at the whercraft. And Tam. And the whers. Life was much better. "The whercraft is not far from here. Close enough that I can go back and forth easily enough."



--
Sent from my phone!


Re: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

sailyn2
 

"Yeah, things are better now." He brightened. He had some friends at the whercraft. And Tam. And the whers. Life was much better. "The whercraft is not far from here. Close enough that I can go back and forth easily enough."


Re: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

Steelsilver
 

"That sounds rough." I'des sympathized. "You've got friends now, though, yeah?" A pause, scrubbing at a particularly stubborn spot. "Where is the Whercraft based?"


On Thursday, April 9, 2020, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:
"Sort of." Kalain turned back to washing. "My dad would come visit,  but my mom mostly acknowledged me to parade me around. She loves Sarati and Kashara to a lesser extent. The rest of us she could take or leave. Mostly leave. But I was the son of a goldrider. When I was young that was cool. As I got older and it became clear that my mom didn't care much about me, the other kids just made fun of me. I didn't have a real friend until I became a Candidate."



--
Sent from my phone!


Re: Through Glom Of Nit Attn Idri Cremsden

Laura Walker
 

"You think it'll be drinkable yet?" Cremsden squinted at the pot. "It'll do. C'mon, grab a mug and I'll show you."


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 8:12 PM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
The mischievous twinkle in his eye made her peer at him even more suspiciously. "What did you put in her klah?" It was actually a dangerously rude accusation. But it was also Cremsden. Who had helped massively and was also just unorthodox enough that he might surreptitiously drop something in her drink if Tyne had been... having a wobble. 

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:30 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
Cremsden grinned at her, mischief surfacing through the drowsiness. "In a manner of speaking."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:11 PM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
When Idri had seen the notes, she had first been surprised. Then she had been suspicious. If it hadn't been for the fact that she recognised the Healer's name at the top of the sheet, she would have suspected one of the new Candidate Apprentices to have gotten it wrong. But it was Cremsden. "I'm not sure what I want to know." She looked suspicious. "Did Tyne seem like she'd taken anything to relax herself?" Because in all actuality, that wouldn't surprise her. Her former charge could be surprisingly devious when she wanted to be.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:30 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
That brought a tired laugh out of Cremsden. "Ah, you want to know the secret of her magically good readings?" he teased, but it got cut off by a yawn partway through. "Ugh. Sometimes you half-wish for a disaster just so you can wake up."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:22 PM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
"Nyeeeeeh." It was about as close to an audible grumble as she could shape into words at the silly time of night. She stepped closer, inspecting it closely as if it might magically turn itself into something drinkable by staring at it sadly. Then she properly noticed Cremsden and she bumped his arm with hers in a friendly manner. "Is the bad klah the reason Tyne's latest pressure readings were so wonky?"

She'd not had chance to ask Tyne herself and although she wasn't formally Tyne's minder anymore, but rather something of a responsible adult contact for her, Idri still made sure she was up to date on the woman's medical file.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 5:53 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
"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.

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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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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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Florcott on AIM.

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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.



--
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.



--
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: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

sailyn2
 

"Sort of." Kalain turned back to washing. "My dad would come visit,  but my mom mostly acknowledged me to parade me around. She loves Sarati and Kashara to a lesser extent. The rest of us she could take or leave. Mostly leave. But I was the son of a goldrider. When I was young that was cool. As I got older and it became clear that my mom didn't care much about me, the other kids just made fun of me. I didn't have a real friend until I became a Candidate."


Re: Through Glom Of Nit Attn Idri Cremsden

Nutmeg
 

The mischievous twinkle in his eye made her peer at him even more suspiciously. "What did you put in her klah?" It was actually a dangerously rude accusation. But it was also Cremsden. Who had helped massively and was also just unorthodox enough that he might surreptitiously drop something in her drink if Tyne had been... having a wobble. 


On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:30 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
Cremsden grinned at her, mischief surfacing through the drowsiness. "In a manner of speaking."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:11 PM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
When Idri had seen the notes, she had first been surprised. Then she had been suspicious. If it hadn't been for the fact that she recognised the Healer's name at the top of the sheet, she would have suspected one of the new Candidate Apprentices to have gotten it wrong. But it was Cremsden. "I'm not sure what I want to know." She looked suspicious. "Did Tyne seem like she'd taken anything to relax herself?" Because in all actuality, that wouldn't surprise her. Her former charge could be surprisingly devious when she wanted to be.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:30 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
That brought a tired laugh out of Cremsden. "Ah, you want to know the secret of her magically good readings?" he teased, but it got cut off by a yawn partway through. "Ugh. Sometimes you half-wish for a disaster just so you can wake up."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 6:22 PM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
"Nyeeeeeh." It was about as close to an audible grumble as she could shape into words at the silly time of night. She stepped closer, inspecting it closely as if it might magically turn itself into something drinkable by staring at it sadly. Then she properly noticed Cremsden and she bumped his arm with hers in a friendly manner. "Is the bad klah the reason Tyne's latest pressure readings were so wonky?"

She'd not had chance to ask Tyne herself and although she wasn't formally Tyne's minder anymore, but rather something of a responsible adult contact for her, Idri still made sure she was up to date on the woman's medical file.

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 5:53 PM Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
"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.



--
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.



--
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.



--
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: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

Steelsilver
 

"I'm pretty sure they liked me?" I'des responded . "I mean, apart from a few of the other Weyrbrats I never really had *one* dedicated friend circle. It's why the creche workers thought I'd be a blue rider too. Friendly, adaptable, wasn't interested in being constantly in charge."

The bronze rider paused. "...Were you creche raised?"



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Re: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

sailyn2
 

"Did they like you or just pretend to like you?" Kalain paused in his cleaning to look over at I'des like the question was really important.


Re: Things Aren't as Shiny as They Seem Atten: I'des/Kalain

Steelsilver
 

"I mean, I knew that my father was a blue rider, but not much more than that." I'des responded. "And I wasn't ever fostered. Some of my friends were though." His attention returned to Kalain. "I was one of the more popular Weyrbrats, believe it or not."


On Thursday, April 9, 2020, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:
"So not that much differently than me. Except the fostering part." There were a few other differences, but he held his tongue. "How did the other kids treat you?"



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