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Re: [Fuzzied] But I'm /not/ a lady.... (Xyetlan, R'kyo)

Aaron
 

Xyetlan grinned and nodded "Sure do try." she agreed offering
Bandicuth a first piece of meat "Chew it." she informed the green
trying to ignore the way her stomach seemed to be trying to eat
itself. She knew she wasn't hungry or at least not that hungry so it
had to be the little green, but was that normal? "Is it normal to be
so hungry?" She asked glancing at R'kyo "I've only got my canine and I
mean there are stories, but it's like i will never be full again."

"That's normal," R'kyo nodded. He could not help but smile. He remembered the feeling as though it were yesterday. "But you will. In fact, you'll know to stop feeding her when you feel full again yourself. So don't let her convince you to overstuff her."


Re: Is it ok to be happy and sad and mad? {Fellan, E'lis}

Aaron
 

Fellan considered for several long moments trying to decide the best
way to reply, or rather what the reply was before finally coming to a
decision ::Hard.:: it was like back when he was leaning to read and
talk with his hands all at once only with less direct help most days.
::When TailorWynn is around to help it is easier, I like working with
her. She is lots better at signing now and it helps. When she isn't
there though I have to read the Master and Journeymen's lips and that
is harder when they aren't always facing me. I don't think most of
them try to either though.:: he replied. He knew it was going to be
harder for him, and that it would be harder to get the teachers to
well teach him so it didn't overly both him, but it was nice to have
someone who was willing to work with him.

E'lis nodded as he "listened" to his son. It was difficult not to be able to do more to help him, but he would do whatever he could. He always did.

::Would you like me to have a talk with them?:: he asked. He was fully prepared to give any and all of them an earful for not treating Fellan with respect.


Re: First Chance to See the Shiny atten: Andreya/Trifali/Shalia/Kashara/Rassia

Kevin M
 

Shalia looked around at her sisters and cousins.  She had a sneaking suspicion why the five of them had been summoned there, and Kassia soon proved her correct. 

"I want to Stand," she said, although she wasn't willing to admit just how much she wanted one of Foreth's eggs, even with how upset she still was, "and I want to see the eggs, but I don't want to Impress one of the golds."  She'd let her aunt decide if she should go in and look with thst caveat.  Even if she did go in, she wouldn't get any nearer to the golds than she had to, even in the Stands!


On Fri, Jul 31, 2020, 18:08 sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:
About a sevenday after the eggs were laid Kassia sent out word for her daughters and nieces to all come and meet her outside the Caverns at the same time. As soon as they were all there she said, "Good morning, guys. Foreth has agreed to let you guys into the Stands to see the gold eggs. This is your last chance to declare you don't want to Stand as any contact with the egg can increase your chances of Impressing. So if you don't want to Stand, this is your time to go. Otherwise, you five can go in quietly and sit in the Stands and see the gold eggs."


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Re: First Chance to See the Shiny atten: Andreya/Trifali/Shalia/Kashara/Rassia

Jessica Freise
 

OOC: Edited because I accidentally God-modded for a moment.
 My sincerest apologies.

Trifali's heart leapt. Beating harder, faster, until she tasted her pulse on her tongue. It wasn't fear, but shear excitement that captivated her in that moment.

Quietly, she took her place in the stands. Her gaze raked the sands, looking at everything. There was a chance she might succeed, might Impress. Kassia's words came back to her and before she let herself look at the twin golds, she looked over the other eggs first, picking silently.

Then she looked. Faranth, was that one a joke? It didn't *not* look like a golden egg, the sheen was definitely there. But as she gazed, it was the other one that trapped her attention and made her gasp softly.

The golden egged looked like some elaborate cage, as if what waited inside must be contained. But if she looked hard enough, there was a keyhole of sorts amidst the bars. Her hands, damp with nerves, rose so that she framed her face as she gazed at the caged egg and wondered what it might be like to touch it, to turn the key in her heart and open to the being inside.


On Jul 31, 2020, at 5:08 PM, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

About a sevenday after the eggs were laid Kassia sent out word for her daughters and nieces to all come and meet her outside the Caverns at the same time. As soon as they were all there she said, "Good morning, guys. Foreth has agreed to let you guys into the Stands to see the gold eggs. This is your last chance to declare you don't want to Stand as any contact with the egg can increase your chances of Impressing. So if you don't want to Stand, this is your time to go. Otherwise, you five can go in quietly and sit in the Stands and see the gold eggs."



Re: Just Keep Swimming (ATTN: Yiyu/S'lion)

Jessica Freise
 

}: No, we most certainly cannot! :{ the green agreed, then, as she stepped into the shallows, she wondered to Yiyu and Tottoth, }: But what if there is some treasure out there? Some thing hidden? :{

"Nothing is hidden out there, my love, and you *will* stay with us, within the lengths designated."

On Jul 31, 2020, at 9:24 AM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

"Exactly," S'lion agreed with a smile to the pair. "Looking good today, Mertrith. What's say we swim with you guys?"

{{I'd like that!}} Tototh chimed in. {{Though I'm with Mertrith, how is this different from a bath?}}

"Easy. The purpose here isn't to wash you and get you clean but for you to havre fun and strengthen your muscles in preparation for when we start to fly. It's like flapping lessons but in water. See the AWLM's dragon out there? You can't go past them. So long as you stay in here, you'll be safe and won't have to worry about getting tired."

{{I won't get tired?!}} Tototh was very eager about that. S'lion was quick to correct him.

"No no you can still get tired, but out there past the adult dragon the water is very deep and you can't just stand up. If you get tired out there and stop swimming, you'd just go down. There's no ground for a long ways. Then I'd be sad." That was enough to convince the blue.

{{I don't want you sad!}} Tototh was quick to declare. {{Mertrith, we won't go past the big dragon, ok? If we do, ours will be sad and we can't have that.}}
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Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...


Re: Twisted Logic (ATTN: Nyzara/Zy'fen)

Jessica Freise
 

SHe didn't have to see the pain. She heard it. She thought for a moment, debating with herself, then wondered why she was. Part of her job was to help rehabilitate this man, and it might help him to take an egg from Flare's clutch. Still, she tread.

"Not all the eggs are spoken for," she said gently.

On Jul 31, 2020, at 7:37 AM, Amy Frazey <amyfrazey9@...> wrote:

Zy'fen nodded. "Alright. And congratulations on the clutch." He paused, "My blue flit is gone. He disappeared the day I got hurt." There was a mix of emotions in Zy'fen's voice and on his face, though Nizara couldn't see it. Regret that the firelizard had *betweened*, anger at the Thread that had forever changed his life, bitterness over that change, relief and gratitude that he was still alive, and that it hadn't been Nerenth who was lost. Confusion over what would happen to him now.


On Wed, May 20, 2020, 5:09 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Nyzara scented the smell of the infirmary far before she entered it. She might be a Mindhealer, but she'd never cared for the scent itself. Today she moved with the assistance of a Healer Apprentice and her cane, as her golden Flare was busy overseeing her clutch. THe thought made her smile.

With that smile in place, she entered Zy'fen's room. The cane swept back and forth until she found a seat presumably beside the bed.

"Good morning," she said.




Re: Meeting of accidental thieves {Qabil, Trifali}

Jessica Freise
 

Trifali had been busy. Her head was full of lectures and hopes and fears. The closer it came, the more excited she was. She had taken Kassia's words to heart; if not a gold, then perhaps another would be that perfect someone for her.

She was so involved in her thoughts and her work that she didn't miss the trinket until she reached for it and it wasn't there. She blinked, looking around. It wasn't there, not here, either, or over there. Rising, she followed the path of the last person who had come by, trying to squash her go-to emotions of indignence and panic that she'd lost it.

"Excuse me," she said.

On Jul 30, 2020, at 6:55 PM, Kouga <@Kouga32> wrote:

Qabil as usual was left to laundry duty, or rather laundry hauling
duty. She had a couple of empty baskets in her hands and shuffled her
way into the main laundry room mostly ignoreing the candidates in
there for craft time. Or rather she was until she spotted something
one of them had put down. It wasn't much, at least not to her, but to
the candidate it was probably something. She barely glanced at it
before looking around at the candidates, as she passed the trinket
unconsious habit had her pick it up and stash the small trinket
without her realizing she had done it.

She made it to where the candidates were filling the baskets and
settled down the empty one waiting on the one they were working on to
be full so she could take it to where it needed to be.

ooc: hope this works...

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Re: First Chance to See the Shiny atten: Andreya/Trifali/Shalia/Kashara/Rassia

Jessica Freise
 

Trifali's heart leapt. Beating harder, faster, until she tasted her pulse on her tongue. It wasn't fear, but shear excitement that captivated her in that moment.

Quietly, she took her place in the stands near her sister. Her gaze raked the sands, looking at everything. There was a chance she might succeed, might Impress. Kassia's words came back to her and before she let herself look at the twin golds, she looked over the other eggs first, picking silently.

Then she looked. Faranth, was that one a joke? It didn't *not* look like a golden egg, the sheen was definitely there. But as she gazed, it was the other one that trapped her attention and made her gasp softly.

The golden egged looked like some elaborate cage, as if what waited inside must be contained. But if she looked hard enough, there was a keyhole of sorts amidst the bars. Her hands, damp with nerves, rose so that she framed her face as she gazed at the caged egg and wondered what it might be like to touch it, to turn the key in her heart and open to the being inside.


On Jul 31, 2020, at 5:08 PM, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

About a sevenday after the eggs were laid Kassia sent out word for her daughters and nieces to all come and meet her outside the Caverns at the same time. As soon as they were all there she said, "Good morning, guys. Foreth has agreed to let you guys into the Stands to see the gold eggs. This is your last chance to declare you don't want to Stand as any contact with the egg can increase your chances of Impressing. So if you don't want to Stand, this is your time to go. Otherwise, you five can go in quietly and sit in the Stands and see the gold eggs."


Re: Hope and Fear (ATTN: Trifali/Kassia)

Jessica Freise
 

Trifali smiled at Kassia and the wher. "I'm alright, thank you, and you two?"

On Jul 31, 2020, at 4:56 PM, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

Kassia was out walking Brogan. She smiled when she spotted Trifali.

"Just the person I needed to see," she said as they came closer. "How are you doing, Fali?"


Re: Eyes Open for Opportunity! (attn: Sehrael, Kashara)

Aaron
 

"You and me, both," Kashara said. "But if it's not a volcano, it'll be something else. The Weyr is rather trauma prone. Frankly, it's been too quiet lately. Makes me nervous what'll happen next."

"Makes me wonder whether I might have had the wrong idea coming to live here!" Sehrael said with a half-grin. "If it's not earthquakes or floods or eruptions, it's attempted murder and what have you, isn't it? Did anyone ever find out who was behind all that?"


First Chance to See the Shiny atten: Andreya/Trifali/Shalia/Kashara/Rassia

sailyn2
 

About a sevenday after the eggs were laid Kassia sent out word for her daughters and nieces to all come and meet her outside the Caverns at the same time. As soon as they were all there she said, "Good morning, guys. Foreth has agreed to let you guys into the Stands to see the gold eggs. This is your last chance to declare you don't want to Stand as any contact with the egg can increase your chances of Impressing. So if you don't want to Stand, this is your time to go. Otherwise, you five can go in quietly and sit in the Stands and see the gold eggs."


Re: Eyes Open for Opportunity! (attn: Sehrael, Kashara)

sailyn2
 

"You and me, both," Kashara said. "But if it's not a volcano, it'll be something else. The Weyr is rather trauma prone. Frankly, it's been too quiet lately. Makes me nervous what'll happen next."


Re: Checking In (Diagir/Insera)

sailyn2
 

"Come in," Insera called even as Sorrel told her that Diagir was the person on the other side of the  door.


Re: Can You Help? atten: Calyse/Kashara

sailyn2
 

Kashara let it go. Clearly there was some sad story there.

"I have a lot of family here," she said. "I'm one of the Weyrwoman's daughters so I have a lot of siblings and cousins running around. I don't know if you've met Rassia or Shalia yet or not."


Re: Party: Things Are Different Here. attn Kashara / Ronhim

sailyn2
 

"It's a nice dream," Kashara said with a smile. "But I'm going to be the jerk that disillusions you. Having a lifemate means they'll know you better than anyone else ever will, but that doesn't mean things will be perfect. Dragons are still their own unique beings and they have opinions. My mom and Foreth argue worse than any couple I've ever seen, and yet they're lifemates."


Re: Hope and Fear (ATTN: Trifali/Kassia)

sailyn2
 

Kassia was out walking Brogan. She smiled when she spotted Trifali.

"Just the person I needed to see," she said as they came closer. "How are you doing, Fali?"


Re: It seemed like a good idea at the time! {Petiner, Kassia}

sailyn2
 

"It's always an adjustment to have another being inside your head," Kassia said. "They  have different feelings and ideas so that they become not only theirs, but yours as well. It can take a while to get used to that. Most people love having another part of them, but it can be hard still. Working on the bond can help."


Does Pern Use The Bradford Score? (K'ren/Cremsden)

Laura Walker
 

It had been a gradual return to work for Cremsden, from being allowed to tuck himself back away in the office here and there to seeing a few patients - the ones who really needed knowledge he just happened to hold in his head - and now he was just about ready to start working his way up to more.


Help with the baby hadn’t really been optional any more. He’d not been well enough to do it, Margana had taken the baby to the office as much as she could and sometimes they’d needed help. And no-one had died. Except Cremsden, nearly, that one time.


He was looking much better than he had; perhaps some weight lost still to that whole episode but that was to be expected. He stopped - as he always did - to grab klah on the way to K’ren’s office and ‘knocked’ with a foot.


“Come in,” K’ren called out. “Doors open.” He was sitting reviewing some records and looked up and smiled as he came in. “Cremsden, good to see you.”


“Brought klah.” He’d brought Bitey too, or rather the blue firelizard had brought himself, unwilling still to let his accident-prone human wander too far without him. He set the mugs down on the desk before he sat.


“Ah, you know how to score points,” K’ren said. “Basically, I thought it might be a good idea to see how you are getting on now you are back in the Infirmary working. It’s probably something I ought to do with everyone coming back to work after an injury. I might make it a protocol.”


“Yes sir.” And if it was ‘sir’ rather than name, Cremsden had him firmly in manager rather than friend mode. If he was lucky he might be ‘K’ren’ by the end of the conversation.


He sipped on his klah and raised an eyebrow. “So….this is your cue to tell me about how you feel you are getting on?” he said. “How do you think things are going? This isn’t a test, I genuinely want to know.”


“First sevenday I probably slept three hours for every hour I was in,” Cremsden admitted. “Now though-- it’s getting better. Maybe not quite full-speed better, but I’m mostly awake at least.”


“Okay. Do you need to do more of a…” K’ren thought trying to find the words, “...staggered return? Build up a little more gently to full time? Better to take it a little slower now at the outset than jeopardise things.”

 

Cremsden considered that a moment, reaching a hand to pet the firelizard on his shoulder. “I think as long as the regular shifts are regular shifts, and maybe I avoid the night shift for now it should be okay,” he said. “It’s when something blows up and the regulars start being doubles it gets dicey.”


“We can build up to that sort of thing, but realistically we are fully staffed right now,” K’ren said. “For once in our lives, so we can definitely do that. I’m going to need you to tell me if it is too much.”


“I know the routine by now.” Cremsden smiled faintly at that. “I want back near the apprentices as part of my duties,” he added firmly. “They’ll be coming in with a Clutch due.”


“You think you can deal with their nonsense?” K’ren said with a faint smile in return. “They are not exactly the most restful of duties.”


“I like their nonsense.” The smile widened to a grin now. “At least when they’re idiots I can convince myself they’ll grow out of it.”

“True. With a teacher like you, that has a chance of happening.” K’ren said dryly. “So, day shifts with the apprentices. Now, let’s see...is there anything else that can help you, or would

 make things easier?


“Other than letting me keep them locked in here when the dragons start humming?” Cremsden joked and thought a moment. “Would you mind scheduling me with Cuylar where possible? I know he works shorter shifts because of Elphith but he’s only waiting for the Hall stamp now to get his Journeyman knots and we work well together.”


“Again an easy enough request,” he said. “I’ll make a note.” He scribbled it down as a note to himself - a lot of the others didn’t like the apprentices duty any way.


“Thanks.” They were clearly on good terms again; the ‘sir’ had been dropped at some point in the conversation. Bitey shifted on his shoulder, and he reached automatically to settle the blue. “Is there more stuff you have to go through?” he asked. “Only if not there’s something I’d like to ask you about.”


“I think that’s it,” K’ren said with a smile. “It’s the first one I’ve done and I think that covers it. What did you want to ask?”


“Well,” Cremsden started. “Tyne came for a chat while I was out about this fellow.” He would have indicated the firelizard but Bitey took his own action, scrambling rather gracelessly down from Cremsden’s shoulder to flop on the desk. Far easier for Cremsden to pet him that way. “Now, I’d swear to you that I don’t hear a thing from him - shells, I barely hear dragons when they’re trying their best to get me to hear them - but she reckons I’m catching more than I think.”


“Okay…” K’ren said leaning forward a little. “Why does she think that if you believe you don’t get anything?”


“From what I gather, this guy more or less told her so.” Cremsden grinned ruefully. “Sounds like they’ve been having a few talks while I was out for the count. Seems like half the time I think to go refill the food bowl it’s because there’s a fair of firelizards telling me to that I didn’t know I was hearing.”


“You are maybe not hearing on the conscious level then..” K’ren considered the idea. He’d had dragon nightmares before, not knowing who they came from. “That’s...probably possible actually. Dragon’s can certainly bypass the conscious.”


“Mm. Apparently I’m viewed as a strangely slow to learn hatchling who is nevertheless fairly useful.” Cremsden was petting the firelizard as he talked, absent-mindedly rubbing a hand down his back. Even as he did so, Bitey twisted his head, caught Cremsden’s fingers gently between his teeth, and repositioned them before settling again. “Anyway, I’d known for a while that if I’m-- I don’t know, a bit edgy, he tends to snap me out of it a bit. Grab my fingers or my ear so I’m paying attention to him.”


“Hmm. Well that explains the Bitey part of his name and nature. He’s just been trying to get through to you,” K’ren said. “However it does mean one thing - you’re not actually dragon deaf if you are subconsciously picking up on things.”


“That was rather her point,” Cremsden agreed. “Apparently what he’s been telling her at least I tend to eh, listen better if-- well, if I’ve had a drink or two. Or when I’m very very tired. She thinks I’m sticking a wall up there and then if I think I’m trying to listen I’m ramming my head against it rather than taking it down.”


“So what are you asking?” K’ren said. “It’s fascinating, but what are you wanting to do about it?”


“Well, ideally, I’d prefer to keep my ears intact in future.” It had healed relatively well, if you called still having two ears well, but that one ear was always going to be a mess of scar tissue. “I don’t blame him. They were trying to warn me and I wasn’t listening. But-- we probably need a plan that doesn’t involve me bleeding for the future and she thought you might have suggestions on listening better. Other than being constantly blind drunk, which probably won’t pass.”


“Probably not. It’s likely to be something trauma related unless you took a head injury at some point int the past?” K’ren said considering the infamous incident when he’d been struck by lightning and lost his Hears All abilities for a few months.


Cremsden considered that. “Not that I remember. Managed a few other injuries here and there but I think my head’s been more or less safe.” Trauma though. Had there been a time at Fort when he’d been able to hear more? Hard to remember in retrospect.


“WHen did you get Bitey again?” K’ren asked. He had suspicions about the main source of dragon related trauma in Cremseden’s life in general.

There was a pause while Cremsden thought about it. “Well, I know Master Kregg was here, because he named him,” he said after a moment. “A good few turns ago. Wasn’t living with Margana back then, can’t have been because the cage I had him in at first was enormous.”


“So whatever happened predated that,” K’ren said. “Not likely to be something traumatic about flits  even here in Arolos so I’m going to go with dragons. There’s pretty much one main source of that I think, though the trigger point only you would know.”


“Chances are it was at Fort, in which case,” Cremsden shrugged a little. “Take your pick as to a trigger really.” His voice was calm and matter-of-fact enough, though he was still fussing over Bitey, letting his fingers use that as the outlet for any nervous fidgety energy. 


K’ren paused a little. “Let’s just look at what the block is. It specifically blocks contact by draconics. Why would your mind decide this is a good thing for you?”


“Faranth.” Cremsden released a long breath and thought about it. On the desk, Bitey shifted just a touch, keeping a watchful eye on his owner. “Well. Strictly speaking I guess I would have scraped into Impression age at the start of being sent over there.”


“You were worried about Impressing at Fort?” K’ren said and nodded. “I can see that as the issue...but if it is then the solution has already happened. You are no longer in that age bracket.”


“Would you have wanted to Impress at Fort?” Cremsden asked pointedly. “I mean, not that I ever wanted to anyway. I was always-- eh, from about ten Healer was what I was going to be, you know?” He shrugged. “So, the question is how to get the inside of my head to believe it’s safe.”


“As it happens, I didn’t want to impress here,” K’ren said. “But it happened. Like you I was always going to be a Healer so I understand what you are saying. As for getting your head to believe it is safe… half of the problem would have been identifying that as an issue. The cracks are showing if you know what I mean.”


“Insofar as this fellow is managing to creep in, you mean?” Cremsden ran a fond hand down Bitey’s back. “Not that I’m sure he’d appreciate it long if I did hear him better. I might start refusing some of the snack requests.”


“I think, the first thing you could try is to try and make contact with Bitey when you are very relaxed,” K’ren suggested. “He understands a fair amount so ask him to try and talk to you when you are..maybe just waking up? One good contact and the barrier will drop I think.”


“And if it doesn’t work, there’s always the getting drunk method as option B,” Cremsden said, only half-joking.

“Well yes, but I was trying not to encourage too much of that in general,” K’ren said with a faint smile. “Chances are you wouldn’t remember what you were doing.”

 

“I’ll give it a go. Not that I’d like too many dragons trying to chat to me, but besides protecting my ears from this fellow occasionally it might be nice if they would say whatever they’re needing to say and then hush up rather than keeping trying while I’m concentrating,” Cremsden admitted.


“If you hear them the first time, they won’t keep shouting like you are an old uncle,” K’ren said. “See how it goes.”


“I’ll give it a go and let you know how it goes,” Cremsden promised. “Did you need me for anything else?”


“No, just I’d like to know how you get on,” K’ren said. “I’ll keep thinking of other ideas in the meantime.”




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


Re: Just Keep Swimming (ATTN: Yiyu/S'lion)

Ren
 

"Exactly," S'lion agreed with a smile to the pair. "Looking good today, Mertrith. What's say we swim with you guys?"

{{I'd like that!}} Tototh chimed in. {{Though I'm with Mertrith, how is this different from a bath?}}

"Easy. The purpose here isn't to wash you and get you clean but for you to havre fun and strengthen your muscles in preparation for when we start to fly. It's like flapping lessons but in water. See the AWLM's dragon out there? You can't go past them. So long as you stay in here, you'll be safe and won't have to worry about getting tired."

{{I won't get tired?!}} Tototh was very eager about that. S'lion was quick to correct him.

"No no you can still get tired, but out there past the adult dragon the water is very deep and you can't just stand up. If you get tired out there and stop swimming, you'd just go down. There's no ground for a long ways. Then I'd be sad." That was enough to convince the blue.

{{I don't want you sad!}} Tototh was quick to declare. {{Mertrith, we won't go past the big dragon, ok? If we do, ours will be sad and we can't have that.}}
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Are you afraid of the dark? Come play in the Shadow...


Just Keep Swimming (ATTN: Yiyu/S'lion)

Jessica Freise
 

}: Why is this different from taking a bath? :{

Yiyu smiled at the question. In the months since her Impression, she'd steadily come out of her shell, growing as an individual and a partner to her beautiful Mertrith. The little (not so much anymore) green's enthusiasm for secrets, curiousity, and shear tenacity helped.

"Because," she said,, raising a hand to S'lion whom she recognized even through the haze the heat had cloaked her mind in, "It's serious *and* fun. You need to learn to swim in case something happens and you have to. You want to learn because it's good exercise, especially for your wings. Right, S'lion?"

During her talk with Mirtreth, they had come even with the other Weyrling. Yiyu gave him a small smile.