Mendl awoke and for a moment wondered where she was. Then she heard a whuffling and realized she was in Dytha's weyr. And the memory of the previous evening came crashing down on her. Quietly she

Namieh swallowed hard at the question, though part of her couldn't help but to appreciate that she cut right to business. Despite a healthy dose of wariness, there didn't seem to be a reason to keep

Torrela was amused at the girl's distrust. Not the amused of blatant superiority, but the amused as if she were sharing a secret. It was obvious this girl wasn't going to give her full trust to

Seisilth was sunning on the sands after a bath, hide a bit brighter than usual under the fresh coat of oil Vofali and the candidates she'd recruited had just applied. The green stretched and yawned

Lyreina looked out at the water as she urged the black runner along the well worn path to the weyr, watching the dragons flying high above her, dark eyes sparkling with excitement.Pausing for a

"I do not want to be yelled at," Nami replied flatly. She had a hunch there would be plenty of that in her future as it was and she hadn't a doubt in her mind that it would come sooner than she liked;

T'ryn blinked, caught off guard by the agreement to ease up on Lennaye. He'd expected a fight, actually, and to not get one had him reeling a bit. But, he'd take the victory handed to him. "I

"Lennaye is your daughter?" He hadn't thought the man was old enough, but then Wingleaders looked younger and younger of late. He only half-listened to the lecture on what T'ryn found acceptable.

IC Date Reference: Set immediately after the events of Greenflight: A dastardly concoction of intent”. By the time she finally awoke, the hot afternoon was beginning to shift into the cooler

Later in the day after Garatt’s failed morning detention D’xon couldn’t get off his mind how badly Garatt was doing. If M’ayen had also given him detention, then there must be something

The joy of knowing there was something you were meant to be getting early for was that it made it almost impossible to sleep in the first place. Garatt lay awake, trying desperately to think drowsy

D’xon hated reading homework. It was the worst part of the job other than pain in the arse Candidates who couldn’t behave. Both were reasons that he didn’t generally make being an ACM a full

There had been no shouting, no raised voices, nothing that would cause alarm outside the office. Nevertheless when Garatt appeared at the door to his dorm just before curfew - the new lowered curfew -

After T’rif dropped Garatt off at the Candidate trip, T’rif went in search of Nayari. He hated to interrupt her at such a time, but this wasn’t something that could wait. On the one hand, she

"No, Lennaye," T'ryn quickly clarified. "My daughter." She had mentioned that she hadn't been the only candidate punished, but she hadn't specified who the others had been, or what had been done to

M'ayen was honestly surprised by that, and his face showed it. Of all the people he'd expected the Candidates to go complaining to a Wingleader was not amongst them. "Garatt, is it?" he said after a

I just...:: he explained, unable to help fumbling a bit as he kept trying to 'talk' faster in his rush to get everything out before his hands just dropped as he couldn't find the words to

Fellan considered the hug, he did, and it was very clear he wanted it, but he had to understand first. He just had to! ::Then PapaE'lis. Why am I so happy and sad and mad? Hatchings are happy and I am

After M'gal had to leave, Kassia decided to get her project started. She sent the Harper Hall for the things she'd need to get going and then took up a spot in the Stands. There she had an easy look

OOC: 8.28.8.15 With everything going on, Kassia had cleared the Caverns as much as possible. That meant nights to herself and not enough time spent with her lovers. Now that K’ren had given her the