As she came closer he struggled harder, until the girl stopped and talked to him. As if some switch went off, he was once again seemingly calm. The flit turned his head from one side to the other.

Leodred's patience had been cut short that day. Some dumbfeck kid called Sorho had decided that it would be funny to put paint on the chairs of some of the first year candidates. As soon as Leodred

The Dining Cavern was so damn crowded at this hour, Leodred couldn't stand it. In fact, it had not taken the young man long to realize that living at the Weyr was liking living at an eternal Gather

"You don't want to talk to this one," Aruithil replied, glaring at Z'go, who suddenly felt out numbered. If the three healers weren't enough, Myri burst from between with a squawk, warning the

Kyrel jerked his head around to see the pair of healers return, his face flushed with anger only darkening a shade when Aru asked for an explanation. "I-- uh, well, you see we were just-- talking," he

"I think that would be a good idea. He's already on duty, so I'm sure he'll be there. And I'm doubly sure that K'ren won't allow him to help with the birth." She didn't want him there in Healer

Cremsden might not have heard anything but he could read expressions and body language well enough. The hand he set on Kyrel's shoulder had two purposes; an attempt to steady the boy and a reminder to

Yiyu studied the bronze flit closely. She'd learned while dealing with Tyne's group that she could look, but not quite touch. Still, it -- he -- needed help. Rubbing her behind ruefully, she climbed

Fabio was immediately distracted from his screeching calls for help. There was a lady present afterall. He went from scattershell to flirt in and instant. Preening himself at the young woman,

Yiyu had stood, immobilized, for several seconds. Then the squawk had erupted from the opposite end of the barracks and she'd turned to spy the metallic firelizard trapped. Oh, by the egg of Faranth.

Fabio, well this wasn't the first time he'd been something of a nuisance. Why he still liked hanging about the candidate's barracks when his pet, a rider had long since moved on was anyone's guess.

Qioyon blinked. Still silent he blinked again, puzzled over this sudden command from the brown. "Where we going?" He asked and turned, quickly grabbing for the papers he'd rescued for the water,

"Right, here you are, kid," said the dragonrider as he helped Leodred off of his blue. "Candidate Barracks. He's my token, just give it to any ACM and they will know what to do." "Don't call me

Candidates walked past the young blonde man as he stared at the entrance to the classroom, unable to make himself go in again. He'd been at this for turns and he knew exactly what this class was

Alyx was excited that there was another clutch on the sands, she'd been sure there wouldn't be another one before she had aged out. This was cutting things closer than she would have liked it. But

"This time of the turn?... oh! Because of the eggs?" she asked, curious for more, as usual. She could understand why; she'd started to wonder how many fellow apprentices would disappear this time

Nine firelizards? R'zzon boggled. Which gave her..,"You have eleven firelizards now?" How could she handle that? But, looking at the sheer happiness on her face, maybe it was a good thing. She seemed

If he had not been in pain at that very moment, there is no doubt in Z'go's mind that he would've seen red and probably swung at the kid, healer, candidate or whatever he fecking was, regardless of

Present Day Freezing darkness enveloped them, robbing them nearly completely of their senses in the three breathspans that it took them to traverse it's deep void. Before they knew it darkness became

Two Turns Earlier A Northern Hold The brownrider's green eyes darted from one player to the next, trying to read the most minute details in their expressions that might give away their hand. Was it