A Mission for Justice: Target- ACM T'ril (Part 3) ((JP: Yalyra & Orsa))


Execution: Target- T'ril

After they entered the laundry room and passed their dirty clothes baskets to the clothes washers, Orsa this time grabbed a basket for a weyr near T'ril, and Yalyra was able to just pick up T'ril's basket while people were not looking (as it was still sitting there and hadn't gotten picked up by anyone else yet). They headed out, made another small detour to another (different) rarely used room and followed the same procedure as with Talena's clothing. While Orsa stood by the door, Yalyra was once again gloved and wielding her spatula as she dosed several articles of clothing from the basket with small dabs of oil that would go unnoticed until it was worn and the itching began.

~ 4 shirts had been dosed right at the seams at the underarms, and just at the back shoulder blades (so that if the shirt's collar was grabbed for the shirt to be donned that it wouldn't immediately be noticeable with itching on the hands).

~ 3 pairs of pants had been dosed at the seam of the inner thigh.

~ 4 pairs of socks had been dosed at the heel of the sock as well as the toe.

~ And lastly, several pairs of underthings had been dosed right at the crotch.

Just like before, Yalyra made sure to fold everything so very carefully, leaving most of the clothing right on top but again putting a set of dosed clothing (shirt, pants, and underthings) at the bottom just in case, so that these items would hopefully be chosen when the ACM got dressed in the morning. With that done, the girls swiftly exited the room with their baskets and, once Orsa delivered her basket, approached ACM T'ril's weyr. Orsa waited just down the hallway, ready to loudly ask the ACM something totally random if T'ril happened to arrive home so that Yalyra would be warned.

This time when Yalyra knocked and announced that she was delivering the ACM's laundry, she heard a male voice call out from inside that he'd be there in a moment. Hearing that voice and realizing she'd *only* be able to dose this ACM's delivered clothing and nothing inside his weyr, Yalyra felt disappointed but made sure it didn't show on her face. She waited with head respectfully bowed (hair sliding forward and hiding her face just a little bit) for the ACM to come to his door and when she did Yalyra dipped her head respectfully (stomach turning at having to be respectful to this bully!) and passed him his clothes basket before taking the dirty clothes basket he handed her.

ACM T'ril's clothing was delivered, and the plan for him was set in motion...

And with that, the pair of girls were off heading back toward the laundry room to pick up the clothing to deliver for their third ACM target: D'xon.

A Mission for Justice: Target- ACM Talena (Part 2) ((JP: Yalyra & Orsa))


Execution: Target- Talena

And then finally it was the day, the day before the camping trip actually! Not only was everything prepared, but Yalyra and Orsa's chores matched to have them working the laundry room at the same time. In the laundry room, the first of their targets was not actually M'ayen...Yalyra wanted him to be last so that if she had any oil left over she could use *all* the rest on him. The first was ACM Talena...ladies first after all.

It wasn't hard to have Orsa grab a basket of clothing that needed delivering to a nearby weyr and then for Yalyra wait for a moment when no one was looking and pick up Talena's basket to deliver.

On the way to Talena's weyr, Orsa and Yalyra had taken a small enough detour to duck into a room they'd already scoped out (surprising really, the amount of rarely used 'rooms' there were in the Weyr). Once inside, Orsa had stood by the door while Yalyra had slipped on one of the gloves she'd had belted close to her skin under her shirt and uncorked the first small bottle of oil. Using the small spatula, Yalyra had begun to dose several articles of clothing from the basket with small dabs of oil.

~ 4 shirts had been dosed right at the seams at the underarms, and just at the back shoulder blades (so that if the shirt's collar was grabbed for the shirt to be donned that it wouldn't immediately be noticeable with itching on the hands).

~ 3 pairs of pants had been dosed at the seam of the inner thigh.

~ 4 pairs of socks had been dosed at the heel of the sock as well as the toe.

~ And lastly, several pairs of underthings had been dosed right at the crotch. (You couldn't be squeamish after all, when performing missions for justice against horrible bullies...)

Yalyra made sure to fold everything so very carefully, leaving most of the clothing right on top but putting a set of dosed clothing (shirt, pants, and underthings) at the bottom just in case, so that these items would hopefully be chosen when the ACM got dressed in the morning. With that done, the girls swiftly exited the room with their baskets and, once Orsa delivered her basket, approached ACM Talena's weyr. Orsa waited just down the hallway, ready to loudly ask the ACM something totally random if Talena happened to arrive home so that Yalyra would be warned.

Yalyra, of course, knocked and announced that she was delivering the ACM's laundry as was expected, and smiled when there was no answer from inside. Slipping inside and seeing the weyr was indeed empty, before she put away the freshly laundered clothing that she'd already dosed, Yalyra took the time to dose some other clothing once she'd pulled on her gloves again.

~ She pulled some of the ACM's other clothing from the clothes-press (carefully noting the order) and dosed those articles in a similar manner as what she'd already done before carefully folding them back exactly how they had been. Only then did she add the 'fresh' laundry she'd dosed previously on top of the stacks of clothes in the close-press before shutting it, like was normal with a laundry delivery.

~ Then Yalyra had found the ACM's shoes and dosed several pairs in both the toe area and around the ankle.

~ Lastly, the rest of the oil in this bottle went onto the bedsheets, spread with the spatula in different spots all over the sheets and furs, and even a couple touches on the pillows.

All and all, things were done quickly, silently, and everything was *exactly* in the place it should be, as if nothing else had been done except a *normal* laundry delivery. On the way out of the weyr Yalyra left now the empty basket she'd carried in as the next 'dirty clothes' basket to be collected and grabbed the current basket of dirty clothing to be laundered, like should be done at each delivery.

ACM Talena's clothing was delivered, and the plan for her was set in motion...

The girls, each carrying the 'dirty clothing' basket from the weyr they'd just delivered clothing to, hurried back to the laundry and delivered their baskets to be cleaned before picking up the clothing for their next target: T'ril

A Mission for Justice: Planning (Part 1) ((JP: Yalyra, Orsa, & Yolin))



(OOC: Did not archive dive for info on the 'itchy plant' just kinda based it off normal poison ivy for ease of plot purposes. Orsa is either posted by Kouga, or posed with permission from Kouga. The pranking laundry deliver occurs the day before the camping trip, so that that morning the targeted ACMs *should* be wearing some dosed clothing that will be causing some itchy rashes in quite a few places.)

Yalyra was *tired* of seeing people be bullied, and by people they were supposed to trust enough to teach them too! Shells, this place was worse than Ista somedays, but especially since things had gotten so very strict. She just *had* to do something, and finally she had an idea after several different ACMs had targeted poor Garatt for things as completely silly as just fidgeting. But, she had to talk to her little sister to see if there was something that could work for this. So, one day after dinner and after she'd already pulled her younger cousin aside to let Orsa know what she was thinking of doing, thinking she might need a lookout for this, Yalyra went to see her sister and they took a small walk toward the lake.

Once the three of them were out of earshot of anyone else, Yalyra nonchalantly asked her younger sister "So, have they told you about anything in your healer lessons that can cause a person to get a rash and itch like crazy?"


Orsa was careful to follow a bit behind her cousins, keeping a good eye on who was coming and going and making sure no one got too close or too suspicious of their little gathering. Though she did make sure she wasn't so far away to cause Yolin to get suspicious. She knew her younger cousin too well and knew what would happen if the newly apprenticed healer found out their plan too early.

It took Yolin several moments of thinking before she came up with it: a plant she thought it was they had said "I think I remember a plant." she offered frowning for a moment her brain going over all the information she had been leaning over the past couple of months "If you get it dried it causes some itches that washes off, but if you can find it fresh and just crush is up and get the oil on you it lingers and can cause both and spread a lot more too because oil is harder to get off." she offered out of habit trying to supply all the information she had learned as she would in class and without thinking before looking from her sister back to her cousin and then back to her sister "Why?"


Yalyra was glad that she knew Orsa was watching her back, making sure no one got too close. It felt good to have a partner she trusted to help with this mission.

While Yolin considered, Yalyra glanced over her shoulder at Orsa just to check on things before turning back to her sister to listen. Nodding as her sister mentioned a plant, and then provided more information about getting it dried vs fresh and that oil, Yalyra smiled down at her sister in thanks.

At the question, and in an attempt for her sister to not get in trouble by knowing what they were planning on doing, Yalyra answered smoothly with "Oh, it's just...something like that was mentioned briefly in class one day, as they were talking about the upcoming candidate camping trip, and I wrote down the warning in class. But somehow that hide got wet and smeared, so I couldn't remember *what* it was that they'd talked about. Thank you 'Lin." Yalyra finished with a smile and a hug for her little sister.


Yolin considered her sister for a moment, glancing back once more at her cousin, before nodding at the explanation. "You'll both be safe? I hate I can't go with you so bring me back something if you find anything fun?" she asked, deciding that while she wasn't sure if she believed her sister, not with the way it had taken a moment, and not with wet smeared hide as an excuse, but still she would let it sit. She hugged Yalyra back always glad for that "Promise you'll be careful?" she asked before releasing her sister and looking towards her cousin.

With the look Orsa knew better than to think her cousin was stupid, they both did, but as long as they kept the story all was well. "Thank you for helping to keep us safe Yolin." Orsa agreed, moving to hug Yolin once Yalyra released her, earning the same plea for her to be safe "It's a candidate trip we'll have loads of people keeping an eye on us. I think Papa said he had even volunteered him and C'dan to go." she offered with a grin as she made a small bit of space between them again so she could go back to keeping an eye out for people listening in.


As Yolin looked between her and Orsa, Yalyra worried that her sister was going to question her story and although she hated fibbing to her sister like this she knew she only did this to better protect Yolin from punishment. When Yolin didn't pry at the explanation, and instead moved on to talking about the camping trip, Yalyra replied with "Yes, we'll be safe. Promise. And of course we'll bring you back something fun." She did, actually, feel bad about going on this trip with Orsa and leaving Yolin behind, but Yolin didn't want to be a candidate.

Yalyra caught the look from Orsa and realized that her cousin thought Yolin might not believe her excuse too, but was glad her cousin didn't say anything to contradict her excuse. At Orsa's words, Yalyra nodded saying "Exactly, there will be plenty of people there to watch over us. We'll be fine." As Orsa stepped back, Yalyra gave her worried sister another hug before turning the conversation by asking curiously "So, how's healer training going? You still enjoying it?"


Yolin considered for another short moment at the second hug, but let it go, it was just easier right now and she would just keep in mind to see about a 'cure' in case her sister and cousin got into something they shouldn't. "I've met Uncle V'jal and hardly trust him to watch /himself/. At least he found C'dan, /he/ seems like a smart man and I think he could at least be trusted to keep you /all/ out of trouble." she shook her head at the though of V'jal looking after anyone. It was probably good they were so raised when they met him or who knows how they would have turned out. Really, the greenrider was so... well, something that she didn't have a word for just off.

"Awe he's not that bad, Papa just likes to have fun." Orsa protested earning a blank look from Yolin which caused her to pout.

Sure her cousin didn't have anything /else/ to say on that she returned to her sister's questions. "It is going good. We aren't learning much yet, but it's only been a couple of months and it takes turns before you are really good. I just hope it goes by fast. I would like to be able to do more than just bring someone water if I am trying to help out extra time."


Yalyra couldn't help a grin at her sister's words about V'jal, which she managed to smother pretty quickly before Orsa hopefully saw. She'd noticed the same thing herself about the greenrider's...interesting personality but not wanting to say anything herself as despite that he was really nice to them. And long with Dad just being...there but not really there after both Mamma and Auntie, it was nice to have someone so present in their lives again.

However, Orsa's comment and the look Yolin gave her with Orsa's pouting response was too much and she couldn't hold back an almost snort of laughter which she quickly covered with a hand. Her eyes still laughing, she quickly apologized saying "I'm sorry. I couldn't help it, the look you're giving each other..."

Straightening up, smoothing a hand over her hair, Yalyra listened to her sister and nodded at her words. Smiling at Yolin, she said "I'm glad it's going so well for you. You'll learn quickly and be an amazing healer in no time. Things have gotten *so* strict in the Barracks, it's...pretty unbelievable actually. We hardly have *any* time out of the barracks after dinner any more."

Glancing up at the sky, loving being *outside* in the fresh air and dreading going back in and dealing with...those horrible ACMs being so strict for such silly things, Yalyra let out a small sigh as she said mournfully  "We'll have to go back soon, actually...So much papers and hidework we've been assigned, we could nearly fill the lake with it."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Time jump over the next few days… ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Over the past sevenday since her conversation with Yolin she'd 'forgotten' to put back a pair of firestone breaking gloves during that chore. Then while in the infirmary for those chores she'd sneakily 'borrowed' a small mortar and pestle as well as 4 small bottles that were easily corked and could be hidden in a pocket. Lastly a tea strainer and small 'spreading' spatula from the kitchen had been misplaced. Only then did she return one evening at the beginning of their now minimal free time hours and very carefully and with gloves 'harvest' into a cloth she wrapped around the plant multiple times (so as to be sure not to get any oil on her as she carried it back inside) a small amount of the itchy plant she'd previously spotted out of the way enough in the Weyrbowl to be missed by the grounds keeping crew. Taking her harvested bounty back into the weyr tunnels, she headed to the room Orsa was waiting for her in, an out of the way store room that was very clearly unused based on the amount of dust.

There, over the next few days and in small batches during their free hours, between them the two candidate girls had crushed, strained, and then bottled the 'oil' from these itchy plants into the 4 different small bottles (1 for each ACM target). Yalyra had even thought to test the oil on a piece of fabric, not to see if it was itchy (she did *not* want a itchy rash herself) but to make sure that the oil wouldn't be visible once it was applied and it was totally unnoticeable. The girls were both so careful during this preparation to not get any of the oil on their clothing or on their own skin, as that would have exposed their plan.

During the nearly a sevenday of preparation it had taken *every* ounce of self-control she had in her to not speak up in classes when she witnessed the bullying continue, having to tell herself that she had a plan and to best accomplish it she needed to go unnoticed by these bulling ACMs. She needed to not be considered a 'problem Candidate'...she needed to do things *smart*.

Re: Sooo did you just not like me? {M'gil, T'rif}


T'rif wasn't sure who wanted to talk to him. Some parent of a Candidate, probably. Either way, he wasn't chasing around for him.
Kasheth relayed for him. ((Mine is busy in his office, but he would be
glad to see Yours if Yours comes to his office.)) <<

{{Thank you M'gil will be there shortly and he is sorry if he is
interrupting yours.}} Tulioth replied to the bronze after passing on
the message to his rider who's thinks was there if a bit terse.

M'gil did make a point of making sure his uniform was straight, but
well it only did so much for well what ever he was experiencing. He
couldn't help pausing at the entrance to the candidate barracks to
look around, he hadn't ever been in the despite Tulioth, and found
them really not that interesting and not something he minded missing
not that he had seen them. After a long moment though he stopped one
of the passing girls and asked her which way to the man he was looking
for since well 'his office' didn't help much when you were new. He
couldn't help another pause at the door he was directed too as those
doubts crept in, but well he was here and he wanted to know. So with
that he lifted his hand knocking on the bronzerider's door leaving
himself to what would happen now.


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Can I help you? I can bring you ... water? {Yolin, Namieh}


Yolin really wasn't able to do anything on her own yet, she'd only
been here a couple of months still, but that was ok. At least she
could do simple things like get people water and make sure they didn't
need to see the older healers who could well actually do things. Oh
and she could talk to them! She was allowed to do that too!

That in mind the 'twelve' turn old was carefully poking her head into
the room of those who were awake to see if any of them needed just
that. Coming to the next room she was careful as previous to 'knock'
to see if the person was awake or not before going in. No need to wake
someone or bother someone who didn't want company after all.


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Re: (Heatwave) Some Like It Hot ((Attn: Yolin/W'son, Calyse)) #heatwave


Calyse looked at the man who had addressed her and the girl that followed in his wake like they weren't quite human, squinting and taking a step backward when first approached. The words reached her, though, and she realized having a sit did sound like a very good idea. She didn't protest being guided toward a chair, sinking into it heavily and panting like it had taken some effort.
"I'm.. I'm quite diz.. woo, very dizzy," she explained slowly,
frowning like the words felt funny in her mouth. "Is there water? I
feel.. tired." She was slightly cool to the touch, skin damp with
sweat and still clammy despite the temperature outside. The pale shade
of her skin had begun to turn a pink on her face and bared arms,
though whether from a fresh sunburn or the heat was hard to tell.
Presenting with signs of heat exposure, the probability was high. <<

W'son frowned over the words nodded as the girl spoke before turning
his attention to Yolin "Go find one of the water skins and a glass."
he instructed the girl sending her off quickly keeping his attention
on Calyse. "My name is W'son, can you tell me yours?" he questioned
deciding that letting her sit a couple of moments to see if that could
help her stabilize a bit before trying to get her into a proper room.


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


"It can be hard to know how strong your shields are or aren't at first," Kassia said. "I struggled with this, though it was with Foreth. The concept is still the same. Have you taken the classes with the Hall yet? They're mandatory and they can help you get used to your little friend there." <<
"Yes Ma'am I have been doing those on my days off or short days, but
we have so few guards it is hard to do much more than that so I
haven't been able to spend much extra time there." Petiner assured
her. He was from the north and had too many horror stories about whers
mustless what had happened around Arolos, he was not going to play
even with a tiny whelp. He knew the Little Wher was just that now, but
he would grow alot and Pet wouldn't have a wher put down because /he/
didn't do what he needed too. "I will not let him suffer just because
I wasn't as prepared as I thought I was. Not if I can help it."

ooc: fergive if I am wrong about number of guards, it's just seemed
like ICly we don't have as many guards we we would like so yep that's
what I am playing with.


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Re: Sooo did you just not like me? {M'gil, T'rif}


OOC: Fix due to understanding

T'rif wasn't sure who wanted to talk to him. Some parent of a Candidate, probably.  Either way, he wasn't chasing around for him.

Kasheth relayed for him. ((Mine is busy in his office, but he would be glad to see Yours if Yours comes to his office.))

Re: Sooo did you just not like me? {M'gil, T'rif}


Kasheth passed on the name and T'rif started. He hadn't heard that name since...well a very long time. Had yet another child come back into his life? Could it be true? There must be some fate working either for or against him with suddenly having so many children in his life when he'd had none.

He conferred with his lifemate and Kasheth sent back, ((Mine is busy in his office, but he would be glad to see Yours if Yours comes to his office.))

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


"It can be hard to know how strong your shields are or aren't at first," Kassia said. "I struggled with this, though it was with Foreth. The concept is still the same. Have you taken the classes with the Hall yet? They're mandatory and they can help you get used to your little friend there."

Re: Isn't Arolos meant to mean surprise? {Jaseto, T'rif, any}


"We're lucky and unlucky enough to have unusual things happen," T'rif agreed. "But still, two gold eggs is extremely unusual. Gold dragons are not usual dragons. A Weyr is likely to have at most five golds and those may or not all be golds of laying age. So we're looking at likely something like 40 gold dragons of laying age. Those dragons are responsible for all the dragons on Pern. The same dragons that save your life every time there's Thread. Without them, there are no dragons.  As harsh as it is to say, any other dragon could die and there's not much of a difference in a grand scheme. A gold dies and so does the person meant to lead the Weyr and also all the eggs she would otherwise have laid. Foreth alone has laid somewhere between 150 and 200 eggs in her lifetime."

Re: Checking the Distance (attn: Borriga, Nevena)


"If the leadership doesn't try preventing it, or causes something that would get someone killed, why would I want to support them or guard them?" Nevena explained. "I just wasn't comfortable around the people I was to be guarding at Ista anymore. Didn't know which ones I trusted to not be...well...not be horrid people, or people enabling problems. Things like that." <<
"Because it is home? Because it is what you know as normal?" The
candidate offered still thinking of Fort and the guards that had to
have been there before things happened or that even were there now
when things were happening that they may or may not approve of. "How
do you know who you can trust or if they are horrid when it is all you
have known? Does it not just become 'normal' then?" Borriga questioned
because he knew sometimes that he did wonder if all the things that
happened with Arolos Weyr were as 'normal' as he thought they were.


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Re: What Were You Thinking, Boy? ((Attn: Asheran, Kassia, ))


"Don't yell at me, boy!" Kassia snapped. She shook her head. Her blood was boiling, but some small part of her told her to not be too harsh. He was helping. She didn't know if she believed him or not, but he hadn't touched the Sands where the other one hand. She released her hips and balled her fists. "Just...get out of my sight. I'll deal with you later."

Re: Good Luck Can Be Uncomfortable (Attn: Reirel/Tamalak)


It had been three months since Tamalak's unexpected Impression to the tunnelwhere, Chato. The novelty for the other wherhandlers--both with and without whers--had worn off. Now he noticed that he was sometimes the recipient of dirty looks--usually when the others thought he wasn't looking.
This unfortunate circumstance had the detrimental side effect of
turning him anti-social in the whercraft. When he wasn't needed for
lessons or chores, he spent more and more time at the Weyr, where he
was viewed as more of an oddity than as an object of envy. So when he
saw someone heading towards him--Reirel, he thought--he put his head
down and veered away.

~Why we go dis way?~ Chato asked.

"I'm avoiding people."


"They're jealous of you. They want to be the ones who have you and
don't think I deserve you."

Chato sat. ~Dey can't have me. You all mine. Dey try, I bite.~ He
showed his sharp teeth.

"No, you can't bite them. Then we'll both be in trouble."

By now, the other person was close enough to hear, if he so wanted to.
Tamalak blushed, hoping he hadn't heard that last remark. Or any, for
that matter.<<

Reirel would admit that he hadn't been paying too much attention to
what he was doing or even where he was going, but with so many whers
around the sound of wher claws hadn't actually alerted him to
anything, no it was the voice. He blinked a couple of times looking up
and spotting the younger boy offered him a grin, he hadn't ever been
able to gold anything again Tamalak or the other boy for that matter
when they impressed their whers. Had he wished it had been him? Sure,
but he didn't hold it against them at all, not after Fort. Fort had
made it very hard for him to hold anything against anyone. After all
it was just that that had forced him into being a candidate when he
hadn't wanted to be one, but it had either been that or know his days
may be numbered one way or another.

"Hello Tamalak and Chato right?" he offered.


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Re: Gather: Tailor Stall (Attn: Bronwynn, Z'rain)


Bronwynn noticed that he perked up at her words, and couldn't help but wonder if Z'rain had actually thought she'd be upset or judge him for being happy...even if the happiness was with more than one person. Yes, she'd been raised at Fort but she'd always struggled with how strict they'd been...beyond the fact that it felt like she'd been in danger every day once she'd grown up a bit to be exposed to that side of Fort's atmosphere. So she was ecstatic that he was so happy where he was, regardless of how many people he was with. 

Being an amazing multitasker, as she led Z'rain over to the racks of men's clothes she had and began looking through the hangers she was able to pull a few tunics to show him while at the same time listening to him talking, glancing back and forth from him to the clothing rack during the conversation.

Bronwynn smiled as she noticed him blush when he began talking about 'B'nault' the former miner from High Reaches, and reminded herself to either offer him a shirt made from her 'lighter fabric' for B'nault or see if maybe he'd be interested in visiting to get measured and properly fit, so that he could maybe stay a bit cooler in Igen. 

Then there was 'J'ril' a former runner from Benden, who's also with B'nault. And finally Gabril from Keroon, a master beastcrafter too! Bronwynn couldn't help but look a bit impressed as Z'rain mentioned that, and blushed a bit at his last comment even as she laughed with him and replied with "Oh really? Now I simply *must* meet them all!" 

As she pulled another shirt off the rack, so that she was holding 6 choices, Bronwynn asked "So, 2 riders and a master beastcrafter hmm? Sounds like a full weyr, at the very least. And you mentioned there is family as well, for them? What colors do B'nault and J'ril ride? You mentioned B'nault and J'ril are together, but then talked about Gabril separately. Is he not with the riders? does he feel about the whole arrangement? I mean, I'm assuming it works because you're happy, I was just curious...and you can tell me to butt out and stop asking questions if you need to. I won't be offended."

Heading over to one of her 'changing areas' that she'd set up, Bronwynn held out to Z'rain the shirts she'd picked, all in that nice, lighter, breathable fabric that didn't *look* light and breathable, being a bit deceptive in their looks. With a smile and a wave toward the privacy curtain she offered "Go ahead and try them on. Let me know what you think and which you like more, or even if none of those options work for you." 

On Sun, Aug 23, 2020 at 4:53 PM Aaron <cobalt.knight@...> wrote:
As he finished, Wynn nodded her head saying "Z'rain, really it's ok. I understand. I'm just glad you're happy finally, and you should hold onto that happiness. I just hope I can finally hear about them while we are catching up today." As she finished, Wynn smiled to show she really was ok, as even though she'd been hoping he'd eventually move here with her she did understand. 

With his last words, Wynn put a hand on his arm saying happily "Alright, then let's get looking!" as she turned slightly and waved with a hand at her booth with it's makeshift portable racks of hanging clothes.

Z'rain perked up considerably after seeing that Bronwynn was at least refraining from judging him out loud! He chuckled and followed her to look at the clothes on the rack.

"I'd be happy to tell you about them," he said. "There's, ah. Well. He blushed. There's B'nault. He was a miner before he got Searched and Impressed at High Reaches. And then he found his way to Igen a while later. Took him a while to get used to the heat."

"And there's J'ril. He was a runner. Spent a good bit of his younger days running up and down the east coast up North at Benden. He ended up running up to the Weyr one day, and well, the rest is history as they say. And then he transferred to Igen, too. B'nault and J'ril, they're together, too."

"And there's Gabril. He grew up at Keroon. He's a master beastcrafter, and they brought him to the weyr to work with the herdsmen there. And you should see the man in his herding gear." He laughed. "It's a sight to behold."

Re: Lakeside to the Danger Zone ((Attn: Marsali, Rosk))


Marsali's eyes flicked away from Rosk to see the blue shift a bit back and forth as if he was dancing, smiling a little, before her eyes returned to the bluerider making sure to take care to look right up at Rosk's face and not at the expanse of bare chest and muscles. She was *positive* that her face was still quite bright red as she looked up at Rosk, and she didn't think that it would be possible for him to mistake her blushing cheeks for just being reddened from the sun like his were (being totally oblivious to the fact that *he* was blushing a little bit too!).

As he directed her to just call him Rosk, Marsali nodded with a small smile, but she did indeed perk up a bit at the question about runnerbeasts. Forgoing grabbing any scrub brush in her enthusiasm, Marsali's eyes lit up as she said "There are so many different types of runners here, it's been amazing to see them and to get to help brush them. But, I'm still a bit new here, with the beastcraft, so I've not been given leave to actually ride any of them to help exercise them, mainly doing...well, cleaning out their stalls and then washing and grooming the horses. That's all the direct interaction I've had with them so far, but it's giving me a chance to get to know each horse."

"And then at the Gather, getting to see those Callamere White runners racing was amazing! They were beautiful and strong. Amazing confirmation and their stride looked so smooth..." As she realized she was getting into 'ramble' mode, Marsali bit her lip a bit (an unconsciously sexy looking movement) and looked embarrassed as she said "I'm sorry, s- I mean Rosk. I didn't mean to go on and on like that." 

Glancing around for a nearby rock that wouldn't be in danger of getting splashed, Marsali walked over and put down the towel she was carrying. Then, in a surprisingly smooth movement the short girl untied the nearly sheer wrap from her waist before putting it between the folds of her towel (so it had no chance of blowing off) and then slipped off her sandals. Now suitably prepared to enter the water, she turned to the supplies bucket and bent down at the waist to grab one of the scrub brushes. Turning to Rosk now, thinking he'd bring the soapsand and his own brush, Marsali asked politely as she waited to head into the water until he was ready "And, how is it in the kennels?"

On Sun, Aug 23, 2020 at 4:39 PM Aaron <cobalt.knight@...> wrote:
Thinking the best thing to do was to just ignore and power through the totally embarrassing reaction she'd had, Marsali swallowed hard and said with just a bit of a stumble (which she *hated*) "I-I hope you and your lifemate have had a good day so far, Sir. I'm ready whenever you are to assist with washing Fephumith."

((She thinks I'm handsome,)) said Fephumith, delighted. His eyes swirled blue and he danced back and forth from one side to the other for a moment.

"Oh, you don't have to call me sir," said Rosk. He smiled at Marsali, his own cheeks tinged red. "Just Rosk will do. I've got the soapsand and scrub brushes here. And how are the runnerbeasts?" he asked. He thought perhaps talking about something a bit more familiar might put her at ease.

Sooo did you just not like me? {M'gil, T'rif}


It hadn't taken long for him to find the other male, not when dragons
were involved at least. M'gil still was not looking too great after
his stint on rations, well ok so he wasn't looking bad, but it was
clear that he wasn't great or even quite like he should either. Still
all that wasn't going to stop the bluerider, not when he had a chance
like this [[Tulioth find him, get us a meeting.]] he demanded once he
knew the blue had the right person.

If he could the blue would have rolled his eyes at his rider's
craziness, but honestly even he was a bit subdued from their stint on
punishment right now. So rather than commenting he he instead reached
out to the bronze it had taken him so long to find {{Kasheth I am
Tulioth and mine is M'gil. He has been looking for yours and hopes
that yours can find some time to talk with him. We know there are
candidates for yours to look after, but it would mean a lot to my

ooc: Trif may have caught word from his dragon or someone that Tulioth
was looking for him for the past couple of days up to you of course.


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Re: Testing Bonds (ATTN: Trifali/Andreya)

Jessica Freise

Fali took in every word. She thought she understood exactly what Andrey meant. Her heart beat painfully in her chest as she grappled with this new flow of information and tried not to sound like someone who felt outdone by her sibling. But wasn't that exactly how she felt?

"I'm jealous of you," she admitted quietly, no rancor in her words. "I didn't think twice before going in and seeing the eggs. I looked at everyone, including both golds, and told myself that my lifemate might be out there, be she green  or gold."

She looked down at her hands, so much a part of how she talked, resting quietly in her lap. She raced a finger to forestall any words from her sister.

"You did the right thing, Andreya," she whispered, hardly daring to voice her concerns. "T'rif says I'm just as worthy in my own right, but part of me wishes, feels, I should have been as selfless as you. Does any of this make sense?"

She took a breath, then added, "I looked at the other eggs, as I've said. but there is one I fell in love with."

On Aug 24, 2020, at 2:27 AM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

When Trifali said she wanted to hear, Andreya gave a small nod of her head which then froze when her sister mentioned hearing things through the rumor grapevine that made her uncertain. The idea that Trifali's opinion of her could be twisted up and uncertain just from some horrid rumors made Andreya frown slightly, but she kept listening. As Trifali asked her to go first, Andreya nodded again as she also straightened up just a bit more (although she was already sitting straight and properly poised) in her seat. 

Taking a breath, Andreya looked at her sister saying first, a bit hesitatingly "I'm...I'm sorry that whatever rumors are going around made you feel unsure. I don't know what's been said about me...I learned turns ago, from...a very bad experience, just how *cruel* rumors can be about people and stopped listening to the rumor mill because of it. I hope that hearing the truth from me helps and clears things up a bit for you." 

With that, Andreya took a breath and settled herself into explaining while at the same time hoping that her explanation didn't make things worse between her and Trifali. 

"Well, to start with I should explain that before finding out that T'rif was my dad, I've always worked hard for what I want, something I've always seen my mom do actually. I fell in love with singing, so I worked hard with the extra lessons as a kid before joining the Harper Haven, and at the Haven I kept on with that hard work. I didn't want to get where I was because I was 'cute', or because of some talent others thought I had, I wanted to prove to myself that it was *me* getting myself there and excelling...if that makes sense."

"And then, at finding out that T'rif was my dad and through him that I was related to Kassia...It's been hard because I've always prided myself on doing things myself, and now because of who I'm suddenly related to it seems like my own personal effort would get overlooked. Shells, when T'rif gave me Colzar's egg it was hard enough for him to convince me to accept the egg as a gift, I didn't want to be seen as taking advantage of suddenly having an ACM as a father. And then not more than a sevenday after that getting offered to be Kassia's runner-assistant, a position that I'm sure so many other gold-hopefuls would have pushed me down the stairs to get. I love helping Kassia, don't get me wrong, but I felt a little bad getting the offer when I'd not even been a candidate for a year, and knowing the offer was prompted by our family connection."

"When Kassia first approached me and let me know that Foreth was going to allow me, you, and Kassia's daughters to see the eggs before any of the other gold-hopefuls I was ecstatic at the opportunity. When talking with Kassia then, I had no thoughts about declining the invitation. But...I will admit that even then, with that offer, I felt a twinge of guilt at the offer itself. At the idea that purely based on the fact that I was related to Kassia that I was going to get to see the eggs before any of the other, not related, gold-hopefuls who'd been candidates so much longer than me."

"Now, maybe I should just accept that because of our family connection that we get...unique and special opportunities that aren't offered to others. That I should just count myself lucky to get these special opportunities and accept them despite feeling like I wasn't worthy of those opportunities because I hadn't actually earned them myself. That what I told myself when getting offered to assist Kassia, that I should accept that I'm lucky and accept the position, and I'm glad I did as being able to assist Kassia has been amazing and I've learned so much...But there were other things going through my head that prevented me from doing the same thing regarding the eggs."

"In those days between talking to Kassia and when she called us to see the eggs very early, I had a lot of time to think...and I probably over thought things quite a bit, but once the thoughts were there I just couldn't get rid of them. It was...bad either way. If I declined, I'd not only risk greatly offending Kassia and Forenth, but also not be able to assist her again until being able to see the eggs with everyone else. If I accepted, then there'd be not just the unfairness toward the rest of the gold-hopefuls for the opportunity given because of being related, but also their anger and burning any bridges and connections I'd made, which could be disastrous if one of those girls I'd angered happened to impress one of the golds."

"But beyond those thoughts, was the idea that seeing the eggs early can influence the Impression. Kassia mentioned it in the gold hopeful lecture, when someone asked her about saying we shouldn't Stand if we didn't want gold. She said that if you don't want to Stand that your chances of seeing the eggs are limited, and they don't even touch the eggs, because there's a link between egg seeing and touching to finding lifemates. She even mentioned it that day, as we met to see the eggs, that any contact with the egg can increase our chances of Impressing." 

"Over those few days, I realized that if I accepted and saw the eggs before the other gold-hopefuls, and if I *actually* Impressed to either of the golds like I very much hope to, that I'd always wonder if I Impressed because *I* was worthy or if it was because of having had the opportunity to see the eggs early due to family connection causing me to influence or sway the Impression in my favor. From Kassia's gold lecture and her warning of all the difficulties there can be from impressing gold, especially if you don't feel like you're worthy of gold, I realized that with that possibility out there of influencing the impression by seeing the eggs early that *I* would then feel unworthy of gold if I impressed after accepting her offer."

"So, at risk of greatly offending Kassia and Foreth, I declined...I declined so that I could be absolutely certain without a *hint* of self-doubt that should I impress gold that it's because *I* was worthy on my own and not because of family connection or any influence that had somehow 'stolen' the gold from who she might have been supposed to impress to. I declined so that if I do impress, that I feel worthy and hopefully don't struggle with that Impression or have any issues bonding with my possible lifemate. I declined...because I want to be the best lifemate possible I can be."

"I know it probably seems like I overthought things, and I very well might have, but I hope...I hope that explains everything for you and that my decision makes sense..."

As Andreya finished, she took a breath and watched Trifali's face hoping to get a sign before the other girl even spoke on how her sister was feeling about her explanation, hoping she didn't piss her sister off with her any more than she might be already.

On Fri, Aug 21, 2020 at 2:48 AM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I want to hear," came the simple response, "but I also want youto know that from the news trickling down the grapevine, I'm a little unsure how I feel about you...well...not seeing the eggs."

This wasn't coming out right, Trifali felt. Collecting herself, she straightened in her seat.

"I'd like you to go first. Then maybe my explanation on why I'm here and feeling the way I feel will make more sense."
On Aug 19, 2020, at 10:15 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya was looking down at the table moving her study materials, she really needed to do better about not spreading out and taking up so much space, so she didn't see the nervous look cross Trifali's face, a look that was similar to the nerves knotting up Andreya's own stomach a bit. 

When Trifali sat down, Andreya stilled her hands and finally looked up at her sister, a look of worry and apprehension on her own face for the upcoming conversation. When Trifali finished, Andreya was quick to nod her head saying reassuringly "Of course I want to listen! And please, you don't need to apologize. I was concerned that I upset you, when I didn't join you in the Stands to see the eggs, but I...well, I suppose I wasn't sure if you needed time to think about things to approach me, or if I should approach you first. The downside of...well, not growing up together to know how each of us *wants* to be approached when we are upset." 

As Andreya's words caught up with her thoughts, her eyes widened and she quickly reassured Trifali with "Oh! I didn't mean that as if *I* was upset. I'm not at all! Oh Shells, I'm not saying this right at all." As she finished there Andreya looked distinctly embarrassed and more than a little tongue-tied, which was an unusual experience for the Harper-candidate...But this *was* also the first time she'd talked with her sister when she knew Trifali was upset and didn't want to mess this up. 

Taking a breath to recollect herself, Andreya finished with "Yes. Yes, I want to hear your thoughts...And, I know you'd already walked into the Stands before I explained to Kassia, but if you'd like and want to hear I don't mind explaining why I declined."

On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 5:40 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Trifali licked her lips, suddenly and inexplicably nervous. She had a right to feel this way, didn't she?

"I'm sorry I haven't seen you since we saw the eggs," she began as she took a seat. "I wasn't sure what... *How*... to say what I felt...feel. Faranth's egg, I'm still not sure, but I know that it's a disservice to you that I don't explain. If...if you want to listen."

On Aug 19, 2020, at 4:20 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya was, as usual, in her place in one of the study rooms, her head bent over some hides studying with Ellysetta laying across her legs and Colzar perched on the back of her chair. At the quiet question spoken in a familiar voice, Andreya's head came up to meet her sister's eyes, taking in her grave face. Straightening slowly even as she nodded, Andreya replied without sounding hesitant "Of course, Trifali." 

With that, she looked down at her table and began to shift things so that there was space for Trifali to sit down. But as she moved, her mind was racing at the possible reason why Trifali would look so grave assuming it would have something to do with when Kassia had invited them to see the eggs and she'd Trifali had not spoken to her since that day.

On Mon, Aug 17, 2020 at 6:51 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
The day after her talk with T'rif, Trifali sought out Andreya. She was not one to hide her emotions, not if she'd previously shared them. It was because of this that she knew her face looked grave when she caught up to her sister and said quietly, "Can we talk?"

Re: A Few Of My Favorite Things ((Attn: Andreya, Trifali))

Jessica Freise

"So many questions," Fali laughed a little nervously. "I had a wonderful time, though it was scary towards the end," she finished, expression going grave.

"It would appear that I am, while not quite as dedicated as you to my studies, I'm doing well nonetheless. The more I hang around, perhaps the more you'll rub off on me."

"It's a funny thing," she continued, finally withdrawing her hand and opening it to reveal the hair comb, "I seem to have picked up something at the Gather that would look wonderful on you."

On Aug 24, 2020, at 2:27 AM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya nodded firmly in agreement to her sister's words, observing the smile Trifali gave her flits, and replied with "Oh, very much so. Everything we are doing to prepare for our lifemate will be so helpful once we Impress. How are your studies going? Are you having trouble with anything?" And then with a smile Andreya asked "And I hope you had an amazing time at the Gather."

On Fri, Aug 21, 2020 at 2:44 AM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Recalling her first night in the Weyr and her subsequent encounter with the green, Trifali smiled as she studied the pair of firelizards for a moment.

"I know what you mean," she said, referring to Andreya's comment about studying.

"If I'm not studying, I'm involved in activities. But it'll all be worth it, you know?"

On Aug 19, 2020, at 10:16 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Turning to look at Trifali as the other girl sat next to her, Andreya gave her sister a slightly embarrassed look as she replied with "Yes, I studied a bit of politics as a Harper, but this is a bit more in depth than what I've previously studied. It feels like all I've been doing lately is either assisting Kassia, which I love doing, candidate and harper lessons, or studying trying to catch up with the other candidate's knowledge. Well, aside from the Gather, and taking care of these two darlings. Ellysetta is so particular when it comes how she must be oiled *just so* that she takes almost twice as long to oil as Colzar...and she wants a bath and oiling every day even though she's not got a speck of dust on her." 

Even though the words themselves could have been taken as complaining, the tone full of affection said these were not complaints at all and were instead amusing statements to the Harper-candidate. 

On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 4:06 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"You look like you're studying hard," she observed as she sat beside the other girl. Reaching out, she flicked a page in the book and grinned irrepressibly. "Weyr politics, huh? I haven't figured out if they're fun or terror-inducing."

On Aug 19, 2020, at 3:59 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

At the question, Andreya pulled her head up from her study materials and blinked a bit as her mind had to drag itself out of Weyr politics studies and back to her surroundings. After a couple blinks, Andreya smiled at her sister and said "Of course!" With that, Andreya actually moved to shift some of the study materials a bit so they were not so spread out giving Trifali a place to sit either across from her or next to her (Trifali's choice). 

Andreya had actually not noticed that Trifali was hiding a hand behind her back, being now focused on making room for Trifali at the table she was at. 

On Mon, Aug 17, 2020 at 3:31 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Can I join you?"

Trifali asked from the doorway, one hand behind her back. In it was curled the small gift she had bought Andreya; pretty and delicate, she had thought the hair accessory would fit the girl. Her gray eyes danced with inner mischief as she waited for Andrey's answer.

On Aug 3, 2020, at 6:42 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya had been a bit shaken by the ending to the Gather, but she was back in the now familiar Candidate barracks and she'd already checked on her mom by flit to find out that her mom had made it home safely. So she was slowly relaxing again due to the routine of being a candidate with the classes, chores, studying and everything else, despite the worry she now felt toward her cousin's safety. 

It was actually in the free time hours after dinner, just a few days after the Gather, when she was studying in her favorite smaller, lesser used study room in the nook she'd claimed. Both her flits were with her because they sensed that their person was still unsettled, Ellysetta draped over Andreya's knees under the table and Colzar perched on the back of the chair she was sitting in as if he was standing sentry. 

In front of Andreya was spread out her study materials, and her head was bent over the hides with her damp hair loose and flowing over her shoulders. After her bath after dinner, instead of her candidate uniform she'd dressed in more casual, relaxed clothing very much not her typical outfit that would be more likely considered loungewear with her flowy, light blouse and loose wrap skirt that hung down to her knees at its highest point in an asymmetrical hemline.


Re: Meeting of accidental thieves {Qabil, Trifali}


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 indigence and panic that she'd
lost it.

"Excuse me," she said.<<

Qabil blinked and looked away from the slowly filling basket at the
voice. It took her a moment to realize who has spoken and focus on
Trifali with a smile "Hello." she offered brightly and slightly slowly
after a short pause as if to register what was said or think of a
response. It was around then she registered the knots on the girl's
shoulder along with the uniform and made to quickly step out of her
way "Sorry. I am in your way am I?" she offered as she did so the
words again slightly slow.

ooc: hope this works as I wasn't sure what "Indigence" meant an google
says "extreme state of poverty" so yep....


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