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Re: Whercraft Field Trip...What Could Possibly Go Wrong? atten: Any whercrafter/Tamalak/Kalain/Insera

Laurie
 

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5:59 AM (4 hours ago)
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Tyne had been climbing a wall. Not that there was anything different about that. Zeeti and Rona had come to her chittering wildly about a wild firelizard nest sat further up the wall that was being pestered by a thin looking tunnelsnake.

And that wasn't going to happen on her watch.

She had scrambled her way up the rockface, spotting the malnourished creature as it slithered into the nest. The faire had descended and the outcome had been quick and bloody, its carcass dragged out and ripped at in their outrage before being tossed aside. No, she wasn't going to touch the nest. Chances were, they would have a reasonable chance at going wild and the eggs were still small, buried in what looked like small handfuls of mud and sand. That no gold came back to protect the eggs had made Tyne assume that it was likely a green's nest - the mother long gone. But she knew where it was and as such, would quietly monitor it.

The sight of the wher group turning up had surprised her and she had quickly realised that they were likely from the WherHold and here to do some sort of exercise. There was that odd expectancy. Seeing some of the group go inside, it also became apparent that something wasn't quite right. Keeping her distance up on the walls so she wouldn't be a nuisance, she called Bobbin and Cairn to her. She knew the tunnels. Knew a lot of the tunnels - preferring to use their depths to scamper through the Weyr when she had wanted to avoid meeting too many people. And she knew that a lot of the tunnels in this section were old, rickety and narrow.

Find.

She gave the firelizards a visual of a short distance in, before a narrow bottleneck point. And that was how the bronze and gold flickered into the tunnel a short distance behind Kalain and Tamalak - whistling at Flash and Ranger in curious alarm. What was going on? Could they help? They had friends. Lots of them. Maybe they could all help. That was the primary message flickering between them as they tucked themselves up onto the wall away from the Wher Handler.





On Sat, Apr 11, 2020 at 9:59 AM sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:
"Can you see anything?" Kalain asked. With Tam in front of him and without the benefit of a flit, he was all but blind. The glows did little to show much than a short way in front of them. It was a good thing he wasn't claustrophobic, but then if he was then the Whercraft wouldn't have been for him.


Re: Yes, she's meant to be this size. Yes, we've been asked before. (Dytha/Ambrelli)

TrueTricia
 

Ambrelli watched the two draconics interacting, Merck puffing up his chest and opening his wings under the green's inspecting gaze to make himself look more impressive.  He was such a sucker for his larger cousins.  She often wondered if she should try to get him another flit for company, but here at Arolos at least, there were so many that the rationale no longer made sense.  It had back up North, where there just were fewer of them to start with.  He was so well trained and spent so much time helping Ambrelli, that he was often alone.  But here, well, you could hardly go anywhere without seeing at least one flit.  So he had company at least.  

She smiled broadly at the green's excitement.  She was still getting used to being genuine with humans again after so many Turns of carefully controlling every emotion and statement, but with dragons, well, they always brought her happiness.

She chuckled at both of them.  "Ponth, unfortunately Dytha is right about one thing, in that we both have to work.  Today's my first day here, and I need yours to show me the particulars of our Infirmary here.  But there's nothing to say that while we humans are doing boring things, you and Merck can't have fun together.  He would love that so much.  He gets so bored hanging out with me, and as we're new, neither of us have very many friends yet.  In fact, we would both consider it a great honor if you would be our friend."


Re: Stolen Words (ATTN: Erena/Kashara/Candidates)

Jessica Freise
 

OOC: I feel you. Mine's like swiss cheese.

IC:

"I spent a childhood," Erena said carefully, "being blamed for everything. Being neglected. Sometimes I'm uncertain if I could make such a comitment to another living thing as to take care of it, when I, on occasion, wonder how I manage to care for myself."

Sure, there was her feline, but she was no real maintinance in him.

On Apr 11, 2020, at 9:14 AM, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

"There's danger in anything you do," Kashara said with a nod and took a sip of drink. "But yeah, beastcraft...they're all dangerous in their ways. Not like the whers, though. My brother is a whercrafter and I don't know how." Sure, she knew Brogan well and trusted him, but not all of them.

 

OOC: Ooops, poor memory.



Re: Lakeside Recruiting (Attn: Kashara/Ambrelli)

TrueTricia
 

Ambrelli looked at the young woman -- she needed to stop calling everyone younger than her a girl.  "I personally biased, but I think you should switch. Or at least come by during one of my shifts, and shadow to see if you like it.  Another candidate, Yiyu, is also apprenticing with us while she's waiting for the Clutch to Hatch."  She paused.  There was no reason to overwhelm the woman all at once though this early in the morning.

"I can give you a recruiting speech if you want it or you can just come and visit.  I haven't had klah yet, so you'll probably get a better one if you wait," she said with a grin.  


Re: Stolen Words (ATTN: Erena/Kashara/Candidates)

sailyn2
 

"There's danger in anything you do," Kashara said with a nod and took a sip of drink. "But yeah, beastcraft...they're all dangerous in their ways. Not like the whers, though. My brother is a whercrafter and I don't know how." Sure, she knew Brogan well and trusted him, but not all of them.

 

OOC: Ooops, poor memory.


Re: Reserving Her Opinionatten: Kassia/S'yrell

TrueTricia
 

S'ryll followed her, still wondering at the strange circumstances he found himself in.  She was definitely someone important.  There was no way around it.  The air with which she held herself, her access, her intel.... And she was riding the big stallion.  Goldrider.  It was the only thing that made sense.  Even a spoiled holder's daughter wouldn't have this level of access.

"I take it he bites," S'ryll said, peering at the male, moving closer cautiously to get a good look while staying out of the teeth.  


Re: Do you think I could be useful? (Tyne/Larsin)

Laurie
 

"I like that idea," Larsen said. "I've recommended Mendl and Ambrelli, but I'll ask around to see who else is interested. We'll have to set something up temporarily though, until we can find a space for you. Or did you have an idea where you'd like it to be?"

On Sat, Apr 11, 2020 at 4:54 AM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
Nodding was good. Nodding was a cue to continue. "With an approved workshop space, I think there is potential to set up an individual firelizard site where numerous services could be offered for firelizard care, monitoring, registration, marking... even a specific location to find a firelizard to send a message with." With the silent encouragement that she was not about to be chased from his office for wasting his time, Tyne was beginning to relax and as she did, her enthusiastic confidence was taking root. 

"If you think they might be interested in assisting me, I'm happy to reach out to them. I wouldn't expect anything to be arranged for me. I would also completely understand if they said no. Even if we can't find a way to sort out that side of things, I also considered the possibility of being able to arrange some form of say.. consultation. For example - Miscellaneous Candidate arrives with an injured firelizard. Whilst the firelizard is kept calm at the firelizard station with their owner, I would use a designated firelizard to send message to the Infirmary that a Dragonhealer was needed. That firelizard would be identifiable within the Infirmary as having come from myself and would be trained to say, sit quietly at the reception desk rather than randomly in the middle of a ward battering anyone who will listen because it's freaking out." Tyne paused, realising that she had been starting to get a little carried away. But the seed of possibility was well and truly taking root.

"Also, if it's any means of giving you further confidence, I also hope to take a trip to Callamere hold to obtain advice from them as well. As I have also been thinking on a concept of banding firelizards with metal rings as a means of identification and believe they may already use a similar idea."

On Sat, Apr 11, 2020 at 12:24 AM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
Larsin nodded. This could work. It was something he'd been contemplating for a long time. With the amount of firelizards in the Weyr that actually belonged to people, and then firelizards now showing up out of the blue because of someone who could talk to them, it was actually something that he felt the Weyr needed.

"I can give you Mendl. Or Ambrelli. Both of them are good with firelizards," he said. 

On Fri, Apr 10, 2020 at 6:58 AM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
Well, she hadn't been thrown out - yet. That had to be a good sign. Sheepishly, she pulled out another stack of several papers. These were neater, more formal looking. "I... had pondered the possibility of eventually moving the firelizard care out of the main Infirmary altogether at some point. Keeping them out of everyone's hair. And to allow for something like training classes." The papers contained the more formal proposition of looking to establish, at some point in the future, a secondary "clinic" of sorts for the firelizards. An area that would allow for their care, treatment of minor injuries, use as a formal site for messenger services, marking and banding for identifying owners and so forth. "If... if you think you have someone who would be patient enough to teach me, I'd like to learn more about safe first aid on a basic level. So people aren't coming to the main Infirmary for minor abrasions, sprains or even superficial wing tears."

It was clear that there was nothing about this that was impromptu or impulsive. Tyne had put a lot of thought into the way her world was shaped now, and most importantly, what her world consisted of. "I know that what I can do is... different. But I want to use it to help. Because it can be used to help - and not just helping me."

On Fri, Apr 10, 2020 at 2:16 AM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
Larsin was impressed. He cocked his head. "So, would you like to give classes on firelizard training and care? I think something like that could be extremely useful."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 7:03 AM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
They were on the same wavelength. Something akin to stubbornness flickered over her features and the nervous smile was replaced with something more.. resolute. Her jaw thrust out a little and she straightened up in her seat. "I don't want to waste anyone's time and most importantly, I don't want to be the cause of any disruption. I don't expect to suddenly fall into Dragonhealing and out of nowhere call myself an Apprentice. I'm not destined to be a Dragonhealer. That path is for... other people. Different people." Not likely to fall off the edge of their own mind into an abyss "people". "That and... I'm not stupid. Staying in an environment of hurt and even..." She paused, swallowing hard as she made herself say the next words. "... even dying dragons... wouldn't be good for anyone around me. Not just me."

Taking a moment to steady herself, she passed over the pile of notes. It contained lists of noted requirements of everyday and long-term firelizard care. Recipes for different types of oil. Observations about responses to different firelizard behaviours. "I just want to help. I don't want some significant role." She paused, offering a small smile that broke the tension slightly. "And even clipping claws is needed. It's not demeaning. It's just something else that a responsible owner should be aware of. I want to help people understand what their firelizards need. What they are. That they're not just a moving shoulder ornament. That they're complex - not just a basic form of a simple dragon. That they are just as individual."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 1:34 AM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
Larsin steepled his fingers and thought. At first, he wanted to tell her to get out of there; Dragonhealing wasn't somewhere that you just threw people into. And, with her history, he didn't want her around gravely ill or injured dragons. Who knew how that would affect her?

Then he remembered she talked to all the firelizards. And that could be helpful, even in dragonhealing. After all, even if a dragon didn't wish to speak to him, they might deign to talk to something of a similar nature. He pursed his lips.

"The fact that you have a gold is good. We get a lot of injured firelizards in here--usually because of the stupidity of their handlers, and not because they, themselves are stupid. Though I have seen a few in my time...

"Anyway, I could probably use your help with triaging firelizards that are brought in," he said, nodding. "And, while it seems demeaning, there are some that really need their nails clipped. And Sam isn't always helpful with the patients who hate their feet being worked on."

On Wed, Apr 8, 2020 at 3:08 PM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
Still twiddling with her blouse, Tyne stepped into the office - looking too much like she was about to turn tail and run. But she didn't, instead taking a minute to settle herself on the comfortable guest chair and compose herself. Well, at least try. Fidgeting for a moment, she remembered the bag that was always over her shoulders and pulled it over her head, fumbling inside to pull out several sheets of paper that looked a little rumpled. It was clear to see that they were covered in notes, doodles and small diagrams. Clearly she had been thinking very hard about something.

"I've been trying to think of something I can do to be useful again. Not just to be... me." It came out in a rush and Tyne visible slowed herself, taking a deep breath. "I feel... completely lost. I don't have any skills I can take to a craft but..." she paused, the moment poignant and heavy. "... But I need to have purpose. I'm just... I'm floating. I don't have a Craft I can return to but even if I did.. I don't know if I would want to." She instinctively went to reach for Bobbin's tail but the gold, for once, wasn't there. Tyne had sent her to join the faire until she was done, not knowing how the Dragonhealer had felt about the presence of the creatures in his office. She had thought it was polite but now she was suddenly aching aware of just how absent the gold was. Of course, she hadn't even needed to ask. Bobbin, ever intertwined with the nuances of Tyne almost immediately appeared, diving onto the empty shoulders with practised ease and hunkering down with a series of soft, soothing croons. Just as immediately, Tyne's fingers had entwined themselves with the gold's tail.

"They said I should consider doing something with the firelizards." She finished, almost uselessly, like she wasn't sure what to say after. She was looking for a lifesaver, that was for sure. "And I want to help them. They're important...." Another pause, this time supported by a sheepish, almost guilty look. "... But I don't know where to start."

On Wed, Apr 8, 2020 at 12:25 AM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
"Come in, come in," Master Larsin said, getting up and opening the door himself. He'd seen Tyne around, usually with her own, and several other firelizards in tow. Even Sambert was fascinated with a human who could talk to firelizards as easily as they talked between themselves. He'd tried to show Larsin that they were filling a hole, but his pet just didn't understand the concept.

"Have a seat," he said, motioning to one of the guest chairs in his office. "What can I do for you today?"

On Sun, Apr 5, 2020 at 11:26 AM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
It had sat on Tyne's thoughts since her talk with Cremsden. Maybe she could do something with the firelizards. The problem was, she just didn't know what. Someone had suggested she look at Dragonhealing in general but... she wasn't sure she had the right kind of stomach for that. She wasn't even sure she would manage to be in the Infirmary too much around wounded or worse... dying dragons, the stink of ichor clogging her nostrils day in and day out. No... that might be... dangerous.

But she just felt, well, she felt more than a little lost. Now that her thoughts were beginning to settle more, she was becoming more and more acutely aware that she just didn't really have a place anymore. Myrandith had given her a different sort of purpose. A different sort of place. But now she didn't have that, well, she just didn't know who she was meant to be anymore. Something was taking root though and that was that she didn't just want to be the wild woman running through the Weyr that was talked about with hushed voices about who she HAD been. She wanted more than that now. She needed more than that now.

Shyly, she had spoken to a few different Dragonhealers who were more fascinated with her ability to talk to the firelizards than they were occupied with her being "that dragonless former Goldrider" but they had all said the same. If anyone could give her some advice, it would surely be Master Larsin. And if he was anywhere, it would be in his office. 

Someone had kindly taken her there, making small talk about the gold and bronze firelizards on her shoulders which had helped to set her at ease. They had even knocked on the door for her when they had realised that Tyne was far too nervous to do it herself. "Don't worry," the cheerful woman had said in low turns, "Master Larsin seems scary but he's really not terrible. He's one of the best for a reason and I'm sure he'll at least be able to give you some food for thought."

"Master Larsin? Are you about?" The journeywoman called at the door in a cheery tone. "There's someone here I think you'll like to speak to. A very lovely young lady who can talk to firelizards." Given that the woman was probably in her fifties. it had made Tyne giggle a little to be referred to as lovely, the jovial personality making her relax, although it didn't stop her playing nervously with the hem of her blouse.

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Re: Bathing Under a Golden Sun atten and/Foreth

Jerzy Tobin
 

"Would you like to help me bathe Foreth?" Kassia asked with a smile. She framed it as a question, but it really wasn't. Better to start out polite before deciding to order someone. Things went better that way.
Foreth? As in *gold* Foreth? The Weyrwoman's dragon? Oh, did
Phyllia ever want to help wash her! Her parents and siblings would
never believe that she had done so if she ever got the chance to tell
them about it. And Phyllia wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to
not only get close to a gold dragon, but to touch one as well.

"Of course, Ma'am!" Phyllia said enthusiastically. "I'd be happy to help!"



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"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown

Whizzy: Jerzy
Aim: Yue146


Re: These Little Moments (ATTN: Yiyu/Tyne)

Jessica Freise
 

With swift, deft fingers, Yiyu retrieved the kitten and gently gave her over to the ex-goldrider's care. She watched curiously as Tyne studed the squirming bundle and then delicately stroked a forefinger down her spine.

"She enjoy's having her ear's and head scratched," the girl supplied helpfully as she too sat and ate a little from the basket.

On Apr 11, 2020, at 6:02 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Tyne folded herself up, long limbs folding easily into a cross legged seating position. Plucking a few bits of fruit from the basket, she ate them thoughtfully as she listened. "I'm glad you're making friends. There's so many different people here that you always find someone who helps you fit." A small smile at the girl's invitation to pet the small feline. "May I? She's so tiny. I forget that felines can be so small."

On Thu, Apr 9, 2020 at 11:48 AM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I'm....learning....adjusting," she decided, leaning down and nudging the basket towards Tyne in a clear 'help yourself' gesture. Reaching up, she retrieved Sifha from her perch and cupped her in her hands, fingers stroking delicately.

"I'm learning so much, making new friends, changing in ways I never thought possible." She smiled encouragingly at Tyne before asking, "Did you want to pet her?"

On Apr 9, 2020, at 3:59 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

It was a curious sight, that was for sure, a tiny kitten sitting in the girl's hair. But no different to a baby flit that liked to do the same. Tyne considered Yiyu's words for a minute, evidently contemplating it with far more seriousness than the situation deserved. "May I have some fruit? If that's okay?" It was funny how she always had to just... check these days. Once, if she was feeling really uppity, she probably would have walked over and taken the whole basket and poor Yiyu would have had nothing but a "thank-you" tossed over her shoulder for the trouble. But of course, that was then.

She approached the girl, eyes ever watching the small feline out of abject curiosity. "Are you settling in? You started at a good time if there's a clutch on the sands."

On Wed, Apr 8, 2020 at 11:38 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Oh, no, I make sure she stays out of the barracks," Yiyu swiftly reassured. "She's only a couple of days in my company and she likes my hair. A lot."

The Candidate shifted her gaze to the small basket of fruit and cheese she'd come by. "Would you like something to eat?"
On Apr 8, 2020, at 5:30 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

"You have a kitten in your hair."

The statement came out far more matter of fact that Tyne had intended. Her brain had stuttered with surprise and her eyes widened. That hadn't been something she had expected to see. "You didn't have it last time. Is it new?" She watched the creature curiously. And part of her wondered why she had never gotten a feline - she could see how their aloof personalities would have appealed to her. But then of course, she mentally answered her own question. Because there had been Bobbin. And she hadn't needed or wanted any other small companion for company. "You'd best make sure she behaves, I hear the Candidatemaster doesn't like pets running wild in the Barracks."

On Mon, Apr 6, 2020 at 4:26 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Yes," the Candidate agreed, returning the smile even as she studied Tyne's gaze. A sof t sound emmitted from the warm bundle tangled in her hair and a black, darkly striped head popped up to study Tyne as well.

"Did you wish to be alone?" Yiyu queried.

On Apr 6, 2020, at 3:55 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Everywhere had felt too small. Too boxed in. Today had been a claustrophobic day. She needed air. And the brood needed oiling. It hadn't taken more than a heartbeat to decide where she was going to go and she had made her way up to her secret spot where the faire was already waiting for her, she could hear them calling as she had approached up the tunnel. 

She had started at first to see Yiyu, but recognition touched her eyes and a smile curled her lips. "You get the best view of the sunset from here." Well, maybe not the best in the whole Weyr, but Tyne was more than a little biased.

On Sun, Apr 5, 2020 at 7:17 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
They were quiet little times, these trips she took up near the rim. She hadn't seen Tyne here, but had always made sure to leave the space clean no matter if she carried a kitten with her or a stack of books. This evening, she was watching the sunset, tiny black kitten lost in her mass of hair, purring softly.

A footstep scraped against stone. She turned, smiled hesitantly. The flock of flits foretold whom she would see soon enough.




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Re: Stolen Words (ATTN: Erena/Kashara/Candidates)

Jessica Freise
 

OOC: They're actually already in it and sat down with food and drink. I wrote that out a few posts back. <3

IC:

Erena ruefully studied her scarred arm for a long moment. "There's danger," she said slowly, "in beastcraft, no matter what you work with. But if I'm honest, maybe felines and runners are my thing."

On Apr 11, 2020, at 6:38 AM, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

"I want a green, beyond that I have no idea." Kashara shrugged. "I'm figuring out right now. I like the runners, but not as much as my mom or Sarati. And I don't like working with the other animals as much."

OOC: are they heading to the Dining Hall?



Re: Whercraft Field Trip...What Could Possibly Go Wrong? atten: Any whercrafter/Tamalak/Kalain/Insera

sailyn2
 

"Can you see anything?" Kalain asked. With Tam in front of him and without the benefit of a flit, he was all but blind. The glows did little to show much than a short way in front of them. It was a good thing he wasn't claustrophobic, but then if he was then the Whercraft wouldn't have been for him.


Re: Bathing Under a Golden Sun atten and/Foreth

sailyn2
 

"Would you like to help me bathe Foreth?" Kassia asked with a smile. She framed it as a question, but it really wasn't. Better to start out polite before deciding to order someone. Things went better that way.


Re: Whercraft Field Trip...What Could Possibly Go Wrong? atten: Any whercrafter/Tamalak/Kalain/Insera

Laurie
 

Tamalak pounced on that suggestion immediately. "Done!" he said, and slid through the hole in the wall. It was a tight squeeze, somewhat uncomfortable, but not overly so. The tunnel behind it was just barely wide enough for him to walk straight. At least it was tall; it was more like a crevice between two different formations than a tunnel, though he did notice spots that were well-worn, as if something used this route often.

"Come on," he called to Kalain. "It's not bad. And Flash has found an opening to another large cavern."

Flash had, indeed, found another cavern and was exploring the various offshoots from it. He heard noises coming from one of the tunnels and went to explore. There was something in that tunnel, and he didn't recognize it by sound or smell. When he got closer, he didn't recognize it by sight either. He did recognize when it reared up and tried to catch him with its sharp teeth. Squealing, Flash flew through the tunnel into another cavern where a couple of two-legs were. Ranger was soon by him and they perched on a ledge, looking curiously at what should be someone's pets, but who seemed to be alone. Maybe they had food. He hoped they had food. 

Ranger was way ahead of him, flying down to land in front of the unclaimed pets. 


On Sat, Apr 11, 2020 at 7:51 AM sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

Kalain didn't see the flits of Tyne's go in ahead of them, he was too busy watching Tam.

"Hey wait, you shouldn't go alone!"

The wherhandler looked torn. He shouldn't leave the apprentices alone, but his wher couldn't go in that direction. "You two be careful, if you come to something that looks even a little too narrow come back. Send back the flits if you need help."


Re: Bathing Under a Golden Sun atten and/Foreth

Jerzy Tobin
 

Foreth needed a bath. Kassia just couldn't get around that. She'd been putting it off and the Queen had been getting grumpier and grumpier. But Kassia was short on time, so she did what any reasonable busy rider did: She went down to the lake waited to force...er...recruit some people to help. Especially any Candidate (un)lucky enough to pass by.

"Hey, you, you busy?" she asked the first likely to pass by. Brogan watched them from nearby.
Phyllia stopped in her tracks, looking around to see if it was really
her that was being called to. Given that no one else stopped, she
figured that she was indeed the one who had been called to, and walked
over.

"No, Ma'am. I'm not busy?"

She left that as a question because while she was indeed, not busy,
since it was her free period, generally when someone called you over,
it was because they had something for you to do.


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"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown

Whizzy: Jerzy
Aim: Yue146


Bathing Under a Golden Sun atten and/Foreth

sailyn2
 

Foreth needed a bath. Kassia just couldn't get around that. She'd been putting it off and the Queen had been getting grumpier and grumpier. But Kassia was short on time, so she did what any reasonable busy rider did: She went down to the lake waited to force...er...recruit some people to help. Especially any Candidate (un)lucky enough to pass by.

"Hey, you, you busy?" she asked the first likely to pass by. Brogan watched them from nearby.

 

OOC: Feel free to join together in one post or split off your own if there are multiple responses.


Re: Whercraft Field Trip...What Could Possibly Go Wrong? atten: Any whercrafter/Tamalak/Kalain/Insera

sailyn2
 

Kalain didn't see the flits of Tyne's go in ahead of them, he was too busy watching Tam.

"Hey wait, you shouldn't go alone!"

The wherhandler looked torn. He shouldn't leave the apprentices alone, but his wher couldn't go in that direction. "You two be careful, if you come to something that looks even a little too narrow come back. Send back the flits if you need help."


Re: Reserving Her Opinionatten: Kassia/S'yrell

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Reluctantly Kassia left her mares behind. She'd come back and spend more time with them later. She didn't ride them usually, though. They were for breeding and racing.

"This way," she said and led him back into the stable. She came to a stall with a big sign that said "Do not touch." Inside was a big black stallion. "He's an ornery one. Fun to ride, though." Except the one time turns ago he tossed her and nearly messed up her knee again.


Re: Lakeside Recruiting (Attn: Kashara/Ambrelli)

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"Yeah," Kashara said with a nod and smile, though not one maybe as big as one might expect. Until Ambrelli mentioned dragonhealing. "I'm also taking beastcraft, but I was thinking of switching to dragonhealing."


Re: To Drinks Owed (Attn: T'lack/S'ryll)

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"I'm originally from Fort," T'lack shrugged as if it was no big thing even if it had been. "But I don't count that. "I don't remember many turns exactly. The Weyr was very young when I came. Can't believe how far it's come."


Re: And Aaaawayyy She Goes! (atten: any)

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((I chase!))

"What? No!" T'rif said out loud and in his head. He was in his office but just getting ready to teach a class when Kasheth decided to chase. It was the first time in a long time.

((Don't stop me,)) the bronze snapped. Normally a well mannered bronze, he apparently wasn't about to argue this one.

((Okay, good luck.)) T'rif sighed and then hurried to get someone to take his class before he rushed to the flightroom.

Kasheth flew off to the herd beast pens and grabbed a herd beast, dispatching it quickly for fuel he'd need. Even if his size was likely to work against him.