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Re: Training day... activate! (Tyne/ANY)

Jenna Cunningham
 

The flit names went in one ear and out the other almost as quickly. Sahari nodded dutifully at each pause, and felt herself grasping again for something to talk about as soon as the long list of names ended. She couldn't just turn around and leave; for better or worse, she was invested. And the good judgement of her lifemate was to blame. What did a lifelong rider, without any real hobbies outside gambling, drinking, and flying, talk about with a dragonless, damaged girl?

"Did they all come from around here?" She ended up asking as soon as Tyne fell silent, and glanced at the little bronze. "Proper little wingleader."

Unseeing Eyes Learning What Has Changed And Not Changed (Lavender, Any)

Sharon O'Brien - Aquino
 

The day was pleasant as a slight form came out of the Harpers Hall an arm outstretched before it a large brown firelizard grasping the hand in its front talons and the arm between its rear.  The image of the woman with the long raven hair being so obviously lead likely painting a confusing image to most that could not remember the Weyr live more than 7 turns back.  

Rand though would never have noticed people looking curiously, the brown had a mission.  His one concern was making sure his pet got anywhere she desired safely.  In the air around them, Mavelle circled and dove chattering.  The brown perhaps not as bright as a metallic had learned enough over the turns to be of some use, but his green companion sadly was only occasionally of use.  Lavender though for her part smiled as she could hear the green around them and feel the air move when she would circle close.  She could feel the joy the little green felt at being back in the south with the warmer air and familiar things.  

At the end of her outstretched arm she could also fell the confident hold of Rand as he lead her.  Their bond perhaps stronger more from necessity then because of his slightly higher intelligence.  Her mind nudging him to the trees around the lake she knew filled the center of the bowl.  The brown oblieging and tilting as he started them in that direction.  

Lavender's steps were confident even in her etermal darkness because she had walked this Weyr for turns before her reprieve to the Master Hall.  The sun felt warm on her face as she followed the brown and she tilted her head ever so slightly up basking in the feeling.  They had only been back perhaps a month after turns away.  She had worked hard to get settled again and temper any concerns about having a blind Harper that anyone had.  But now with a bit of free time she wanted to enjoy the Weyr again.  

The breeze picked up and Lavender took a deep breath.  Her sense of smell was set to life with the smell of water, the spices that were so commonly found in the oil used on the dragons, the earthy smell of the ground in the bowl and the hint of flowers that occasionally appeared in the bowl but she suspected more likely blew in from outside the Weyr.  

Even as she let her other sense fill with the world outside the Haven she worked to follow her little guide.  As they started to pass under the trees she felt the change of temperature on her face of shadow and sun.  As Rand stopped and the air moved more before her as he beat his wings harder to hover she slowly picked up her full long blue skirt in one hand that was free she moved to lower herself to settle on the cool found.  

Once Lavender was fully seated in the grass Rand released her arm and moved to settle on her shoulder keeping his watch.  Mavelle though seeing fish moving the in the water moved to watch them intently.  Lavender absently took a hand moving to her side and gently caressed the grass feeling its soft give under her hand along with the nearly cool sponge feeling it had in the shade of the trees where the sometimes strong southern sun had not toughened the leaves.  In the lake she could hear on the breeze dragons moving and splashing, the sound of people talking likely riders and also the rhythmic splashing of a few swimming.  

Pulling her hand from the grass she reached into her pocket and pulled out her pipes.  Settling the panpipe to her lips she gently started to play a soft but cheerful tune.  

Re: Hungry Eyes (ATTN: Tyne)

Nutmeg
 

It was clear that Tyne was more than familiar with these tunnels, scampering over the obstacles with practised ease - as sure footed as a mountain goat. "It's okay." she called over her shoulder as she went. "... Aaru impressed to Bobbin. She's a bit of an odd one. She isn't like some flits that like lots of fuss. She just comes to look." Scampering away at dizzying speed, she led them through the maze but eventually, natural light began filtering down the darkened tunnels. The end was in sight.

"This way!"

Enjoying the game, that was not a game but as far as Tyne was concerned, it absolutely was, she burst out of the tunnel that brought them out on a wide ledge a few levels below the Rim. She didn't really go to the Rim much anymore. It was a dragon place. And a dragonrider place. And since she was neither of those things now, she wasn't sure she was allowed up there. "This is one of my favourite spots! Hardly anyone is ever here."

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 5:11 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"It's nice to," Yiyu swiftly followed her, dodging around boxes and baskets and bundles deftly, "you, Tyne. I'm sorry for startling your little green, I should have asked before trying to touch."

On Mar 26, 2020, at 12:04 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Oblivious to the dilemma in Yiyu's head, all that Tyne picked up was that she'd said yes. It didn't matter that the girl was at least ten years her junior, her brain had just heard "yes". And Idri thought she couldn't make friends on her own. The uplift in Tyne was reflected in the flock around her, a sudden ripple of excited chattering between all the flits.

"We'll go this way!" Tyne announced before turning and darting back off up the tunnel in the direction she'd come. They'd go the scenic route and then some, including through some tunnels that perhaps weren't meant to  be used by people anymore, semi filled with boxes and baskets. But Tyne knew exactly where she was going to go. As if on cue, the flits began popping out of existence, winking between so that the only two left were Bobbin and Cairn, clinging to Tyne as she scampered away.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 4:47 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu's head spun. The names, the colors, the woman herself were all overwhelming. But she grasped onto the invitation and mentally ocused. She could do this.

"I'd love to," she said, unable to resist the strange older woman's suddenly open mannerism. She stepped frward and offered meakly to take the basket.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 11:44 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Unfortunately for Yiyu, Aaru was possibly not best firelizard to approach and she snapped at the outstretched fingers, clearly not intended to bite but clearly as a warning to back up. Admonished for her behaviour with a loud chitter from Bobbin, the small green scuttled higher, a little away from the crowd.

"Ignore her. She's just an oddball. Plus she impressed to Bobbin so she's not super bothered about people.Think of her like a grumpy feline - it's all on her terms." It was the simplest way she had found to explain the unusual Aaru's behaviour. Turning her back temporarily on Yiyu, Tyne inspected the gathering, clearly  not stopping to think a second about how the girl would have felt about Aaru's warning. Not out of wilful ignorance or not caring, it had just skipped her.

"Lets see, gang - introduce yourselves!" It was clearly something she had done before.

"Chief!" A brown perked up his head from the wall, warbling towards Tyne.

"Tubber!" Another brown, this one definitely more round. 

"Song and Dance!" Two blues chimed in, chirruping happily from where they were perched together.

"Breeks!" Another blue, this time looking as though he were wearing a pair of blue trousers answered with a solemn nod before scuttling off after Aaru.

"Fitz and Bitz!" Two identical looking greens piped up, tiny bugles from the wall.

"Rona!" A dark flit clambered forward only to  be shooed away by Tyne. "No, your're not stealing anything from her. Or throwing anything!" She looked back at Yiyu. "She's the one to watch - pure mischief and a dollop of spite. You've met Zeeti, she loves everyone," Tyne said gesturing to the small green who had flown around Yiyu's head. "And last but certainly not least Cairn and Bobbin" - she jostled a shoulder up to indicate which was which. Cairn rewarded Yiyu with a long gaze and a solemn chirp. Bobbin decided to  be gracious as the newcomer had called her beautiful and warbled sweetly at Yiyu, posing a little to show off her good side.

"And that's all of them. Except me, I'm Tyne." And she jerked her thumb back towards herself with a cheerful, innocent pride. "We were getting breakfast." The conversation distraction of who her flock was had lifted her thoughts into another focus. "Hey!" she suddenly said, facing Yiyu and picking up the basket she had almost forgotten about. "You should have breakfast with us!" There was a beaming, innocent hopefulness in her face, like a child asking their best friend to come to tea.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 1:58 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"What are all there names?" she asked, fascinated. She carefully stepped forward and extended a hand to the tiny, silent green, hoping she wasn't being to forward.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 3:01 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

As if in answer to Yiyu's question, and on the silent call of Bobbin, the entire flock gravitated back to Tyne. "Yes," she said simply in an almost matter of fact tone. Once upon a time she would have been too scared to admit of such, terrified of getting in trouble. But Tyne thought little of trouble these days, her uncomplicated train of merely noting that flits helped, therefore she had found flits and it was too late for anyone to get cross about it. "Well, accept Aaru," she said, gesturing to a small, silent green who had found a notched bit of wood to cling to. "She belongs to Bobbin. She was meant for Idri, but Bobbin wanted her."

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 2:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Thank you," Yiyu said politely, her gaze following the little green's graceful movements."Are these all yours?"

On Mar 25, 2020, at 9:09 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Bobbin preened a little. She knew the "b" word. Of course she was beautiful. The smugness trickled into Tyne, bolstering her a little and she relaxed slightly, also helped by Yiyu's smile.

"Your smile is pretty," she said with all the blunt honesty of a child and Cairn chirruped his agreement. Along the walls, the firelizards scuttled closer, trilling and peeping as they approached. It was Zeeti who broke ranks first, the pretty little green twirling around Yiyu's head as if inspecting her.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:45 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, Lady, they aren't scaring me," she said. That real, honest smile, that was peaking out more and more the longer she was at the Weyr, graced Yiyu's lips briefly before slipping away.

"They're beautiful," she found herself repeating. The woman looked odd, spooked, almost. By her? Surely not.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:34 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Ironically, it was the timidness radiating from the girl that kept the situation calm. Had she been met with confidence, outright confusion or worse... anger or disgust, it likely would have been enough to tip her over. But the shyness wasn't a threat. The glimmer of "Goldrider" Tyne disappeared again. "...'m sorry." she managed eventually, rubbing her eyes again to try and shift the cobwebs that clouded her visions when she was off-kilter like her eyes were trying to put her in two places at once. Like her brain was trying desperately hard to believe it was in another time, another place. "I don't usually find people here." There was a worried note to her voice now and an edge of confusion. 

She heard the word firelizard and she used it to force her attention back. "They're not scaring you are they? I can send some away if it's too much." Bring it back. Back under control. Back into place. She could do it.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu blushed, wondering if she were in trouble. Her hands came out and clasped in front of her, her back straightening as she said quietly, "I just finished dinner and was headed back to the barracks, but I thought you might need help, lady. That, and the firelizards honestly distracted me."

She couldn't quite meet Tyne's gaze. Her own skittered away, her enate timidness flaring up to meet even the hint of a strongly worded question.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:03 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Candidate? Ah... Candidate. The familiar word broke through slightly and Tyne shook her head slightly as though trying to shake her thoughts together. "Shouldn't you be in the Barracks? Or lessons?" That's what Candidates did. Lessons. She had done lessons. Albeit many turns ago. Still on alert, Bobbin and Cairn had leapt into action, thrumming a low croon that was quickly echoed by the others so that the tunnel seemed to vibrate with the sound of crooning flits.

All of the group worked together, creeping closer like crawlers on a wall, twelve sets of eyes all watching Yiyu carefully. Kneading her eyes, Tyne's taut posture relaxed a little, the soft reassurance in her head settling her slightly. For a moment, the gaping hole of Myrandith had been threatening to loom large but the immediate proximity - both physically and mentally - of the firelizards had eked it away again. For the moment, she hadn't quite registered either the girl's name or the compliment to her brood.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:42 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Y-yiyu, lady," she answered quietly, unassumingly. Much like she had with the whers, she slowly extended one hand to the scared-looking older woman, licking her lips nervously. "I'm a Candidate here. Your firelizards are beautiful," she added, unable to resist her own fascination with all creatures great and small.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 4:29 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

It... hadn't been a great day. No, not "bad" in the way Tyne knew "bad" could be but it had been one of those days where she had felt perilously close to that precipitous edge she knew far too well. She had spent most of the day in hiding in her quarters, practising her breathing techniques and grounding herself. It had been an activity that cost her most of the day and had been disturbed when she realised she hadn't eaten anything since the evening of the day before. Anything earlier in the day would undoubtedly have been returned by anxious retching but now, feeling a bit more in balance again, she decided that she needed to do two things - stretch her legs a little and find some food.

She had followed some of the more awkward and therefore lesser used tunnels to the Lower Caverns. It took longer, but the walk was used as another means to ground herself. When she had approached, she had sent Bobbin in, small note strapped to her leg. The gold knew exactly which staffer to head to. No, she wasn't sure she could deal with the bustle of the Dining Hall itself. Unfortunately, the wobble in Tyne's emotional state meant that her brood was feeling especially clingy. Whilst Bobbin and Cairn had had the places of honour on her shoulders, the others had been a train of colour that winked in and out of Between as they kept up, clinging to walls, glow baskets and supporting beams as they stayed close.

The gold had just returned with a small basket in tow, immediately resuming her sentinel post as the basket was plopped gently at Tyne's feet. She had just picked it up when she heard the voice and she started, freezing in place and causing the flock to bristle in alarm at the spike of alert that rushed through Tyne.

"Who're you? Why are you here?" On another day, the voice might have been more demanding. Today it was edged with panic, as though she were caught doing something she shouldn't be doing.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu stepped out of the lower caverns and instantly paused. Like a wild runner caught in lamplight, she stilled, aware of eyes on her. Slowly turning, she saw...firelizards. A great many, in fact, but it was the woman who caught her attention with wide, dark eyes that stared through, not passed, her.

"May I..help...you, lady?"




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Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





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Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





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Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





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Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!



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I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!

Re: Training day... activate! (Tyne/ANY)

Nutmeg
 

It was an awkward pause for sure, but as the flask was passed back there was a genuinely perplexed look to Tyne as she comically inspected the flask, peering into it. "It tasted okay a minute ago..." she looked back at Sahari, "... does juice normally go off fast?" She took a dubious sniff. It smelled okay. Like a canine cautiously inspecting the contents of a plate she tentatively licked the mouth of the flask. It was only a few drops but those tasted okay too! She peered back at Sahari, genuine confusion written over her face. "Do you not like redfruit juice?" But that was a silly question, everyone liked redfruit juice! Just perhaps not as tooth-achingly sweet as she did.

The question of her flock distracted her, as easily as a green spotting a shiny pebble and Tyne beamed at Sahari, oblivious to the consternation that the poor bluerider was going through. "I can tell you!" she gushed, as proud as a brat handing over their first page of neatly written letters and responding to the silent call, the flock returned, alighting on several large boulders behind Tyne as she turned and pointed them all out. "That's Chief and Tubber," she said indicating the browns, "... and that's Song and Dance and Breeks..." she said, indicating to the blues "... and the greens are Fitz and Bitz, Rona and Zeeti. Oh! And Aaru. But she's not mine, she belongs to Bobbin." She gestured to the gold on her shoulder who had adopted her usual snobbish stance. "This is Bobbin. And Cairn. He helps her keep everyone in control." The bronze hadn't intentionally  been the last, but he didn't mind, inspecting Sahari with a perfunctory air and whirling eyes.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 10:25 PM Jenna Cunningham <jenna.layne.cunningham@...> wrote:
Sahari took the proffered flask right away, mostly because she wasn't sure how to carry the conversation any further. Her immediate impulse was to go on about one of the many flights over the years that had "gone to shit" for her, but she hadn't missed that flinch when she spoke to Tyne about it, either. The former gold rider's own experiences clearly took the cake there. It wasn't the time to go bragging about the flights that hadn't gone to shit, either - even though the impulse to praise Oachayth sang in her blood.

So instead, she took a drink - and went pucker-faced at the sweetness of it, expecting something with much more of a kick.

There was no refuge in alcohol, then.

"...think you uncorked this one a bit early," she offered after swallowing, and held the flask back out.

Casting her thoughts toward things to talk about, and only coming up with those sharding flits that hovered about, she added: "What're their names?"



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I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!

Re: Training day... activate! (Tyne/ANY)

Jenna Cunningham
 

Sahari took the proffered flask right away, mostly because she wasn't sure how to carry the conversation any further. Her immediate impulse was to go on about one of the many flights over the years that had "gone to shit" for her, but she hadn't missed that flinch when she spoke to Tyne about it, either. The former gold rider's own experiences clearly took the cake there. It wasn't the time to go bragging about the flights that hadn't gone to shit, either - even though the impulse to praise Oachayth sang in her blood.

So instead, she took a drink - and went pucker-faced at the sweetness of it, expecting something with much more of a kick.

There was no refuge in alcohol, then.

"...think you uncorked this one a bit early," she offered after swallowing, and held the flask back out.

Casting her thoughts toward things to talk about, and only coming up with those sharding flits that hovered about, she added: "What're their names?"

Re: Hide and Seek (ATTN: Garatt)

Jessica Freise
 

That rarest expression -- a smile -- emerged, along with an even rarer sound. Yiyu laughed quietly as she accepted the book. 

"I'm Yiyu," she proffered a free hand. "You look familiar. Are you a Candidate too?"

On Mar 26, 2020, at 2:32 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"This one's a good one," Garatt offered as though they hadn't belonged to her to start with. He considered and then magnanimously offered her one of her own books back. "You could try this one."

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 12:10 AM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I was lent them," she explained. "I was going to read them here. I don't mind sharing," she concluded, what little backbone she'd drummed up draining away as she slipped inside and sat down beside him.

"I'm Yiyu."

On Mar 25, 2020, at 6:55 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Garatt blinked at her, resisting the urge to just stick his nose back in the book and ignore her.

"They were just here," he pointed out reasonably. "And I didn't think we were allowed to own bits of space. Except our cots."

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 11:21 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I...."

She searched for the words she wanted.

"This is my spot and those," she tilted her head at the books, "are mine. I mean...."

On Mar 25, 2020, at 6:08 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Garatt didn't even notice he was being watched for a few minutes. He'd had things he was meant to be doing, but then he'd seen the books and bent to see what they were. And they looked interesting, so the assignment he had been meant to complete had been forgotten as he settled down for five minutes which quickly become thirty. He was happily intent on his reading and when he did look up it was with a faint air of confusion, clearly wondering what she wanted. "Yes?"

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 10:29 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu had discovered a small, uninteresting little niche she liked to with draw to when the bussel of the Weyr became a little to much. She'd hidden a few books there, fully expect them to be their the next day when she returned. And they were, a long with a vaguely familiar face. She stood in the opening to the niche and gazed at the slightly messy boy, wondering what she should do or say.




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

Re: Bathtime (att S'tinas/ any)

Steelsilver
 

"My Sunstreath was talking to Foreth the other day, and was smug about it for candlemarks afterward, the vain thing." I'des grinned. 

((I was *not*.))


On Thursday, March 26, 2020, Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:
“I sometimes miss snow.  We go to playin it every so often,” S’tinas said, scrubbing along the bronze’s side, “Foreth is Lepturuth’s mother. She had laid them on an island after she’d been injured. I think 12 turns back now.”


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On Tuesday, March 24, 2020, 8:36 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"I like the south." I'des agreed. "Went between to the snow, once. Yuck." He nodded a greeting to the other's bronze. "Nice to meet you." A pause, then he was shaking his head. "Not my Sunstreath, not really. Though he certainly took a shine to Foreth the other day." 

ooc: I'des doesn't have a wing placement yet

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 2:43 PM Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:
S’tinas gestured for his bronze to come closer, “At least the heat wasn’t a big change then for you. Which Wing are you from? I’m from CloudDancers.”

((I will do that. I like my own sun anyways.)) Lepturuth said as he came closer to S’tinas.

The bronze rider chuckled as he began scrubbing his bronze, “Lepturuth is very social.”

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On Monday, March 23, 2020, 5:34 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

I'des grinned, shaking his head. "Nah, Ista born and bred, both of us. Sunstreath there came for me right outta the shell." he responded, still amused by his dragon's attitude. "Don't take it personal if he ignores you. He's not the most social of beasts." 

((You can have a different patch of sun. This one is mine.)) Sunstreath responded, simply, and settled down to bask in just the right pose 

On Mon, Mar 23, 2020 at 3:28 PM Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:

“Nice to meet you too,” S’tinas replied, shedding his shirt, “You originally from Arolos? I was born in Fort, but raised here. Impressed here too.”

((They think they are so hard done by, yet they know they would be jealous of other riders if they hadn’t met us.)) Lepturuth told Sunstreath, ((I hope he hurries so I can get to sunning too.))

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On Sunday, March 22, 2020, 10:42 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

I'des snorted, even as Sunstreath gave both riders an arch look and leaped upward, flapping mightily, to go sun himself on the Rim. "You're talking to the eternal dragondrudge here." He joked. "My Sunstreath is very particular. About everything. I'm I'des, by the way. Pleased to meetcha."

On Sunday, March 22, 2020, Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:
“He has a tendency to be a butt,” S’tinas said with a grin, “He likes to come in with a flourish. I’m S’tinas and that’s Lepturuth.” 

Lepturuth raised a wing in greeting before resting into the water. 

“Make sure you get nice and wet,” S’tinas called out to the bronze.


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On Sunday, March 22, 2020, 9:14 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"No problem." I'des chirped, though the bronze rider was significantly wetter. "Who doesn't want a second bath?"

He gave a grin and wave, patting Sunstreath with his other hand. "All done, Sunny. Go ahead and go pose somewhere."  

On Sunday, March 22, 2020, Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups. io> wrote:
S'tinas was hauling the normal bathtime stuff to the Lake. He knew Lepturuth was around, could feel the amusement in his bronze. He looked in the blue sky, watching for the bronze. 

**You aren't going to catch me unawares again.** S'tinas thought to his dragon and grinned when he felt the amusement of his bronze.

Lepturuth came into view and drove towards the Lake, landing with a spectacular splash, sending a good wave towards the shore.

"Well, people are probably used to you," S'tinas said outloud this time, and then called towards the others on shore, "Sorry for the wave!" 



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Re: Hide and Seek (ATTN: Garatt)

Laura Walker
 

"This one's a good one," Garatt offered as though they hadn't belonged to her to start with. He considered and then magnanimously offered her one of her own books back. "You could try this one."


On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 12:10 AM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I was lent them," she explained. "I was going to read them here. I don't mind sharing," she concluded, what little backbone she'd drummed up draining away as she slipped inside and sat down beside him.

"I'm Yiyu."

On Mar 25, 2020, at 6:55 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Garatt blinked at her, resisting the urge to just stick his nose back in the book and ignore her.

"They were just here," he pointed out reasonably. "And I didn't think we were allowed to own bits of space. Except our cots."

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 11:21 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"I...."

She searched for the words she wanted.

"This is my spot and those," she tilted her head at the books, "are mine. I mean...."

On Mar 25, 2020, at 6:08 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Garatt didn't even notice he was being watched for a few minutes. He'd had things he was meant to be doing, but then he'd seen the books and bent to see what they were. And they looked interesting, so the assignment he had been meant to complete had been forgotten as he settled down for five minutes which quickly become thirty. He was happily intent on his reading and when he did look up it was with a faint air of confusion, clearly wondering what she wanted. "Yes?"

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 10:29 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu had discovered a small, uninteresting little niche she liked to with draw to when the bussel of the Weyr became a little to much. She'd hidden a few books there, fully expect them to be their the next day when she returned. And they were, a long with a vaguely familiar face. She stood in the opening to the niche and gazed at the slightly messy boy, wondering what she should do or say.




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





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



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

The mind wanders (Ph'nix, Any)

Sharon O'Brien - Aquino
 

It had been months now that Ph'nix had returned to Arolos.  The southern sun had been a welcome return to the Bronzerider.  He was not old by most dragonrider's measure but he was also not close to being a Weyrling anymore.  With Xevenoth bathed and oiled Ph'nix had left the bronze to bask in the sun so his oil could properly penetrate his hide.  He knew even more than him that his bronze was overjoyed to be back in the south.  

Not being perhaps old fashion in his ways as a Bronzerider Ph'nix walked the long walk back to his Weyr to change before walking to the Dinning Hall to grab some lunch.  It would have been shorter to walk from the lake but then he would have still be spotted with oil and that just would not do.  

In the Dinning Hall he moved through the line and took up a cup of klah, a fruit bowl and a wherry sandwich before moving to mostly empty table to eat.  Taking a few bites of his sandwich Ph'nix then picked up his cup taking a sip.  The song of the Dinning Hall was still an easy to tolerate gentle rumble as the morning and midday meals tended to be spread out more with riders having drills and errands at staggered times.  But the white noise of the dull rumble allowed Ph'nix to get lost in through as his visible grey green eye looked into the klah cup he was holding.  

Re: (Razelth's Clutch) The Ground Rules (Attn: Any Candidates)

Sharon O'Brien - Aquino
 

Devika had been excited to hear the goldrider would be coming for the lesson.  She had been around long enough to remember other clutches and the lead up to them.  The goldriders had not always graced them with their time but Dev felt it could mean the candidates would be granted more time with the eggs.  Going into the lesson Dev had taken the time to impress in no uncertain terms that Amar was to be on her very best behavior.  The large gold had not understood what her's was worried about, she felt she was always on her best behavior.  She had not given any other flits lessons since the chores a few days ago.  The thought from the gold only gave Dev a small comfort.  She knew her flit was not aggressive or mean by nature, she was, well she guessed she was just a gold.  Dev just wished she would act more as she felt a gold should. 

Settling in her seat she scratched Amar's head where it settled on her collarbone before giving her full attention to Goldrider Delysia.  A joy that she had not felt in a long time grew in her heart as she listened to the rider, there really were eggs on the stand.  There would be young dragons joining them again soon.  As they were asked for questions the same that was asked entered her mind, how many?  It was a given that in a program with turns worth of candidates in it and turns worth of empty sands that it would be a small few that impressed but she hoped it was still a large number.  

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Across the room still, hard to read warm brown eyes watched the candidates file in then moved to watch the goldrider.  Like many of the older candidates, this was not new to Kabar.  His annoyance with some of the younger, newer candidates was as much irritation at their often over-romanticized idea of being a rider as it was with the memory of himself having the same view.  Turns of being at the Weyr had broken all those ideas but yet even as he realized the weight and dangers of being a rider his heart still wanted to be one.  It was no less dangerous to work deep in the mines so he had little to lose standing till he could not anymore.  

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A few seats over another pair of seasoned grey green eyes watched what was going on.  Masou had spent his life being overlooked so perhaps foolishly he had not lost hope of impressing.  Watching some of the newest candidates made him smile a touch, had they all been so starry eyed when they had started.  There was no annoyance in his eyes as he watched only amusement.  Masou turned his eyes to the goldrider as she spoke, his mind filled with the burning question that had been asked.  It also calmed as they were told they could go and look at the eggs.  In all these turns of waiting he had greatly enjoyed looking at the eggs.  There had been rare times when some held patterns he could manage into his wood working and carving.  

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Behind Masou another older candidate sat leaning forward on the table before him.  Those around Jade likely could nearly feel the excitement pouring off of him.  Piercing blue eyes studied the goldrider as he forced himself not to jump up and dance around now that it had been confirmed that there were eggs again at Arolos.  On the table he was leaning on Glow sat and looked very confused, her's was always happy but this was far more happy then she could remember in her short memory.  Glancing at the green flit Jade smiled but then looked back forward.  He knew the green was confused he could feel it but he did not want to cause a scene in the lesson explain to the green what was going on.  

(OOC that at least get some of my older ones in the thread.  I may add others as we go. :)  )

Re: Bathtime (att S'tinas/ any)

Kate Polsom
 

“I sometimes miss snow.  We go to playin it every so often,” S’tinas said, scrubbing along the bronze’s side, “Foreth is Lepturuth’s mother. She had laid them on an island after she’d been injured. I think 12 turns back now.”


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On Tuesday, March 24, 2020, 8:36 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"I like the south." I'des agreed. "Went between to the snow, once. Yuck." He nodded a greeting to the other's bronze. "Nice to meet you." A pause, then he was shaking his head. "Not my Sunstreath, not really. Though he certainly took a shine to Foreth the other day." 

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On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 2:43 PM Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:
S’tinas gestured for his bronze to come closer, “At least the heat wasn’t a big change then for you. Which Wing are you from? I’m from CloudDancers.”

((I will do that. I like my own sun anyways.)) Lepturuth said as he came closer to S’tinas.

The bronze rider chuckled as he began scrubbing his bronze, “Lepturuth is very social.”

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On Monday, March 23, 2020, 5:34 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

I'des grinned, shaking his head. "Nah, Ista born and bred, both of us. Sunstreath there came for me right outta the shell." he responded, still amused by his dragon's attitude. "Don't take it personal if he ignores you. He's not the most social of beasts." 

((You can have a different patch of sun. This one is mine.)) Sunstreath responded, simply, and settled down to bask in just the right pose 

On Mon, Mar 23, 2020 at 3:28 PM Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:

“Nice to meet you too,” S’tinas replied, shedding his shirt, “You originally from Arolos? I was born in Fort, but raised here. Impressed here too.”

((They think they are so hard done by, yet they know they would be jealous of other riders if they hadn’t met us.)) Lepturuth told Sunstreath, ((I hope he hurries so I can get to sunning too.))

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On Sunday, March 22, 2020, 10:42 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

I'des snorted, even as Sunstreath gave both riders an arch look and leaped upward, flapping mightily, to go sun himself on the Rim. "You're talking to the eternal dragondrudge here." He joked. "My Sunstreath is very particular. About everything. I'm I'des, by the way. Pleased to meetcha."

On Sunday, March 22, 2020, Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups.io> wrote:
“He has a tendency to be a butt,” S’tinas said with a grin, “He likes to come in with a flourish. I’m S’tinas and that’s Lepturuth.” 

Lepturuth raised a wing in greeting before resting into the water. 

“Make sure you get nice and wet,” S’tinas called out to the bronze.


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On Sunday, March 22, 2020, 9:14 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"No problem." I'des chirped, though the bronze rider was significantly wetter. "Who doesn't want a second bath?"

He gave a grin and wave, patting Sunstreath with his other hand. "All done, Sunny. Go ahead and go pose somewhere."  

On Sunday, March 22, 2020, Kate Polsom via Groups.Io <kia1983_2003=yahoo.ca@groups. io> wrote:
S'tinas was hauling the normal bathtime stuff to the Lake. He knew Lepturuth was around, could feel the amusement in his bronze. He looked in the blue sky, watching for the bronze. 

**You aren't going to catch me unawares again.** S'tinas thought to his dragon and grinned when he felt the amusement of his bronze.

Lepturuth came into view and drove towards the Lake, landing with a spectacular splash, sending a good wave towards the shore.

"Well, people are probably used to you," S'tinas said outloud this time, and then called towards the others on shore, "Sorry for the wave!" 



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Re: Hungry Eyes (ATTN: Tyne)

Jessica Freise
 

"It's nice to," Yiyu swiftly followed her, dodging around boxes and baskets and bundles deftly, "you, Tyne. I'm sorry for startling your little green, I should have asked before trying to touch."

On Mar 26, 2020, at 12:04 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Oblivious to the dilemma in Yiyu's head, all that Tyne picked up was that she'd said yes. It didn't matter that the girl was at least ten years her junior, her brain had just heard "yes". And Idri thought she couldn't make friends on her own. The uplift in Tyne was reflected in the flock around her, a sudden ripple of excited chattering between all the flits.

"We'll go this way!" Tyne announced before turning and darting back off up the tunnel in the direction she'd come. They'd go the scenic route and then some, including through some tunnels that perhaps weren't meant to  be used by people anymore, semi filled with boxes and baskets. But Tyne knew exactly where she was going to go. As if on cue, the flits began popping out of existence, winking between so that the only two left were Bobbin and Cairn, clinging to Tyne as she scampered away.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 4:47 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu's head spun. The names, the colors, the woman herself were all overwhelming. But she grasped onto the invitation and mentally ocused. She could do this.

"I'd love to," she said, unable to resist the strange older woman's suddenly open mannerism. She stepped frward and offered meakly to take the basket.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 11:44 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Unfortunately for Yiyu, Aaru was possibly not best firelizard to approach and she snapped at the outstretched fingers, clearly not intended to bite but clearly as a warning to back up. Admonished for her behaviour with a loud chitter from Bobbin, the small green scuttled higher, a little away from the crowd.

"Ignore her. She's just an oddball. Plus she impressed to Bobbin so she's not super bothered about people.Think of her like a grumpy feline - it's all on her terms." It was the simplest way she had found to explain the unusual Aaru's behaviour. Turning her back temporarily on Yiyu, Tyne inspected the gathering, clearly  not stopping to think a second about how the girl would have felt about Aaru's warning. Not out of wilful ignorance or not caring, it had just skipped her.

"Lets see, gang - introduce yourselves!" It was clearly something she had done before.

"Chief!" A brown perked up his head from the wall, warbling towards Tyne.

"Tubber!" Another brown, this one definitely more round. 

"Song and Dance!" Two blues chimed in, chirruping happily from where they were perched together.

"Breeks!" Another blue, this time looking as though he were wearing a pair of blue trousers answered with a solemn nod before scuttling off after Aaru.

"Fitz and Bitz!" Two identical looking greens piped up, tiny bugles from the wall.

"Rona!" A dark flit clambered forward only to  be shooed away by Tyne. "No, your're not stealing anything from her. Or throwing anything!" She looked back at Yiyu. "She's the one to watch - pure mischief and a dollop of spite. You've met Zeeti, she loves everyone," Tyne said gesturing to the small green who had flown around Yiyu's head. "And last but certainly not least Cairn and Bobbin" - she jostled a shoulder up to indicate which was which. Cairn rewarded Yiyu with a long gaze and a solemn chirp. Bobbin decided to  be gracious as the newcomer had called her beautiful and warbled sweetly at Yiyu, posing a little to show off her good side.

"And that's all of them. Except me, I'm Tyne." And she jerked her thumb back towards herself with a cheerful, innocent pride. "We were getting breakfast." The conversation distraction of who her flock was had lifted her thoughts into another focus. "Hey!" she suddenly said, facing Yiyu and picking up the basket she had almost forgotten about. "You should have breakfast with us!" There was a beaming, innocent hopefulness in her face, like a child asking their best friend to come to tea.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 1:58 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"What are all there names?" she asked, fascinated. She carefully stepped forward and extended a hand to the tiny, silent green, hoping she wasn't being to forward.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 3:01 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

As if in answer to Yiyu's question, and on the silent call of Bobbin, the entire flock gravitated back to Tyne. "Yes," she said simply in an almost matter of fact tone. Once upon a time she would have been too scared to admit of such, terrified of getting in trouble. But Tyne thought little of trouble these days, her uncomplicated train of merely noting that flits helped, therefore she had found flits and it was too late for anyone to get cross about it. "Well, accept Aaru," she said, gesturing to a small, silent green who had found a notched bit of wood to cling to. "She belongs to Bobbin. She was meant for Idri, but Bobbin wanted her."

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 2:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Thank you," Yiyu said politely, her gaze following the little green's graceful movements."Are these all yours?"

On Mar 25, 2020, at 9:09 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Bobbin preened a little. She knew the "b" word. Of course she was beautiful. The smugness trickled into Tyne, bolstering her a little and she relaxed slightly, also helped by Yiyu's smile.

"Your smile is pretty," she said with all the blunt honesty of a child and Cairn chirruped his agreement. Along the walls, the firelizards scuttled closer, trilling and peeping as they approached. It was Zeeti who broke ranks first, the pretty little green twirling around Yiyu's head as if inspecting her.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:45 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, Lady, they aren't scaring me," she said. That real, honest smile, that was peaking out more and more the longer she was at the Weyr, graced Yiyu's lips briefly before slipping away.

"They're beautiful," she found herself repeating. The woman looked odd, spooked, almost. By her? Surely not.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:34 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Ironically, it was the timidness radiating from the girl that kept the situation calm. Had she been met with confidence, outright confusion or worse... anger or disgust, it likely would have been enough to tip her over. But the shyness wasn't a threat. The glimmer of "Goldrider" Tyne disappeared again. "...'m sorry." she managed eventually, rubbing her eyes again to try and shift the cobwebs that clouded her visions when she was off-kilter like her eyes were trying to put her in two places at once. Like her brain was trying desperately hard to believe it was in another time, another place. "I don't usually find people here." There was a worried note to her voice now and an edge of confusion. 

She heard the word firelizard and she used it to force her attention back. "They're not scaring you are they? I can send some away if it's too much." Bring it back. Back under control. Back into place. She could do it.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu blushed, wondering if she were in trouble. Her hands came out and clasped in front of her, her back straightening as she said quietly, "I just finished dinner and was headed back to the barracks, but I thought you might need help, lady. That, and the firelizards honestly distracted me."

She couldn't quite meet Tyne's gaze. Her own skittered away, her enate timidness flaring up to meet even the hint of a strongly worded question.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:03 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Candidate? Ah... Candidate. The familiar word broke through slightly and Tyne shook her head slightly as though trying to shake her thoughts together. "Shouldn't you be in the Barracks? Or lessons?" That's what Candidates did. Lessons. She had done lessons. Albeit many turns ago. Still on alert, Bobbin and Cairn had leapt into action, thrumming a low croon that was quickly echoed by the others so that the tunnel seemed to vibrate with the sound of crooning flits.

All of the group worked together, creeping closer like crawlers on a wall, twelve sets of eyes all watching Yiyu carefully. Kneading her eyes, Tyne's taut posture relaxed a little, the soft reassurance in her head settling her slightly. For a moment, the gaping hole of Myrandith had been threatening to loom large but the immediate proximity - both physically and mentally - of the firelizards had eked it away again. For the moment, she hadn't quite registered either the girl's name or the compliment to her brood.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:42 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Y-yiyu, lady," she answered quietly, unassumingly. Much like she had with the whers, she slowly extended one hand to the scared-looking older woman, licking her lips nervously. "I'm a Candidate here. Your firelizards are beautiful," she added, unable to resist her own fascination with all creatures great and small.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 4:29 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

It... hadn't been a great day. No, not "bad" in the way Tyne knew "bad" could be but it had been one of those days where she had felt perilously close to that precipitous edge she knew far too well. She had spent most of the day in hiding in her quarters, practising her breathing techniques and grounding herself. It had been an activity that cost her most of the day and had been disturbed when she realised she hadn't eaten anything since the evening of the day before. Anything earlier in the day would undoubtedly have been returned by anxious retching but now, feeling a bit more in balance again, she decided that she needed to do two things - stretch her legs a little and find some food.

She had followed some of the more awkward and therefore lesser used tunnels to the Lower Caverns. It took longer, but the walk was used as another means to ground herself. When she had approached, she had sent Bobbin in, small note strapped to her leg. The gold knew exactly which staffer to head to. No, she wasn't sure she could deal with the bustle of the Dining Hall itself. Unfortunately, the wobble in Tyne's emotional state meant that her brood was feeling especially clingy. Whilst Bobbin and Cairn had had the places of honour on her shoulders, the others had been a train of colour that winked in and out of Between as they kept up, clinging to walls, glow baskets and supporting beams as they stayed close.

The gold had just returned with a small basket in tow, immediately resuming her sentinel post as the basket was plopped gently at Tyne's feet. She had just picked it up when she heard the voice and she started, freezing in place and causing the flock to bristle in alarm at the spike of alert that rushed through Tyne.

"Who're you? Why are you here?" On another day, the voice might have been more demanding. Today it was edged with panic, as though she were caught doing something she shouldn't be doing.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu stepped out of the lower caverns and instantly paused. Like a wild runner caught in lamplight, she stilled, aware of eyes on her. Slowly turning, she saw...firelizards. A great many, in fact, but it was the woman who caught her attention with wide, dark eyes that stared through, not passed, her.

"May I..help...you, lady?"




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Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





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Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





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Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





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Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





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Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





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Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!

Re: Hungry Eyes (ATTN: Tyne)

Nutmeg
 

Oblivious to the dilemma in Yiyu's head, all that Tyne picked up was that she'd said yes. It didn't matter that the girl was at least ten years her junior, her brain had just heard "yes". And Idri thought she couldn't make friends on her own. The uplift in Tyne was reflected in the flock around her, a sudden ripple of excited chattering between all the flits.

"We'll go this way!" Tyne announced before turning and darting back off up the tunnel in the direction she'd come. They'd go the scenic route and then some, including through some tunnels that perhaps weren't meant to  be used by people anymore, semi filled with boxes and baskets. But Tyne knew exactly where she was going to go. As if on cue, the flits began popping out of existence, winking between so that the only two left were Bobbin and Cairn, clinging to Tyne as she scampered away.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 4:47 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu's head spun. The names, the colors, the woman herself were all overwhelming. But she grasped onto the invitation and mentally ocused. She could do this.

"I'd love to," she said, unable to resist the strange older woman's suddenly open mannerism. She stepped frward and offered meakly to take the basket.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 11:44 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Unfortunately for Yiyu, Aaru was possibly not best firelizard to approach and she snapped at the outstretched fingers, clearly not intended to bite but clearly as a warning to back up. Admonished for her behaviour with a loud chitter from Bobbin, the small green scuttled higher, a little away from the crowd.

"Ignore her. She's just an oddball. Plus she impressed to Bobbin so she's not super bothered about people.Think of her like a grumpy feline - it's all on her terms." It was the simplest way she had found to explain the unusual Aaru's behaviour. Turning her back temporarily on Yiyu, Tyne inspected the gathering, clearly  not stopping to think a second about how the girl would have felt about Aaru's warning. Not out of wilful ignorance or not caring, it had just skipped her.

"Lets see, gang - introduce yourselves!" It was clearly something she had done before.

"Chief!" A brown perked up his head from the wall, warbling towards Tyne.

"Tubber!" Another brown, this one definitely more round. 

"Song and Dance!" Two blues chimed in, chirruping happily from where they were perched together.

"Breeks!" Another blue, this time looking as though he were wearing a pair of blue trousers answered with a solemn nod before scuttling off after Aaru.

"Fitz and Bitz!" Two identical looking greens piped up, tiny bugles from the wall.

"Rona!" A dark flit clambered forward only to  be shooed away by Tyne. "No, your're not stealing anything from her. Or throwing anything!" She looked back at Yiyu. "She's the one to watch - pure mischief and a dollop of spite. You've met Zeeti, she loves everyone," Tyne said gesturing to the small green who had flown around Yiyu's head. "And last but certainly not least Cairn and Bobbin" - she jostled a shoulder up to indicate which was which. Cairn rewarded Yiyu with a long gaze and a solemn chirp. Bobbin decided to  be gracious as the newcomer had called her beautiful and warbled sweetly at Yiyu, posing a little to show off her good side.

"And that's all of them. Except me, I'm Tyne." And she jerked her thumb back towards herself with a cheerful, innocent pride. "We were getting breakfast." The conversation distraction of who her flock was had lifted her thoughts into another focus. "Hey!" she suddenly said, facing Yiyu and picking up the basket she had almost forgotten about. "You should have breakfast with us!" There was a beaming, innocent hopefulness in her face, like a child asking their best friend to come to tea.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 1:58 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"What are all there names?" she asked, fascinated. She carefully stepped forward and extended a hand to the tiny, silent green, hoping she wasn't being to forward.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 3:01 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

As if in answer to Yiyu's question, and on the silent call of Bobbin, the entire flock gravitated back to Tyne. "Yes," she said simply in an almost matter of fact tone. Once upon a time she would have been too scared to admit of such, terrified of getting in trouble. But Tyne thought little of trouble these days, her uncomplicated train of merely noting that flits helped, therefore she had found flits and it was too late for anyone to get cross about it. "Well, accept Aaru," she said, gesturing to a small, silent green who had found a notched bit of wood to cling to. "She belongs to Bobbin. She was meant for Idri, but Bobbin wanted her."

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 2:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Thank you," Yiyu said politely, her gaze following the little green's graceful movements."Are these all yours?"

On Mar 25, 2020, at 9:09 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Bobbin preened a little. She knew the "b" word. Of course she was beautiful. The smugness trickled into Tyne, bolstering her a little and she relaxed slightly, also helped by Yiyu's smile.

"Your smile is pretty," she said with all the blunt honesty of a child and Cairn chirruped his agreement. Along the walls, the firelizards scuttled closer, trilling and peeping as they approached. It was Zeeti who broke ranks first, the pretty little green twirling around Yiyu's head as if inspecting her.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:45 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, Lady, they aren't scaring me," she said. That real, honest smile, that was peaking out more and more the longer she was at the Weyr, graced Yiyu's lips briefly before slipping away.

"They're beautiful," she found herself repeating. The woman looked odd, spooked, almost. By her? Surely not.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:34 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Ironically, it was the timidness radiating from the girl that kept the situation calm. Had she been met with confidence, outright confusion or worse... anger or disgust, it likely would have been enough to tip her over. But the shyness wasn't a threat. The glimmer of "Goldrider" Tyne disappeared again. "...'m sorry." she managed eventually, rubbing her eyes again to try and shift the cobwebs that clouded her visions when she was off-kilter like her eyes were trying to put her in two places at once. Like her brain was trying desperately hard to believe it was in another time, another place. "I don't usually find people here." There was a worried note to her voice now and an edge of confusion. 

She heard the word firelizard and she used it to force her attention back. "They're not scaring you are they? I can send some away if it's too much." Bring it back. Back under control. Back into place. She could do it.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu blushed, wondering if she were in trouble. Her hands came out and clasped in front of her, her back straightening as she said quietly, "I just finished dinner and was headed back to the barracks, but I thought you might need help, lady. That, and the firelizards honestly distracted me."

She couldn't quite meet Tyne's gaze. Her own skittered away, her enate timidness flaring up to meet even the hint of a strongly worded question.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:03 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Candidate? Ah... Candidate. The familiar word broke through slightly and Tyne shook her head slightly as though trying to shake her thoughts together. "Shouldn't you be in the Barracks? Or lessons?" That's what Candidates did. Lessons. She had done lessons. Albeit many turns ago. Still on alert, Bobbin and Cairn had leapt into action, thrumming a low croon that was quickly echoed by the others so that the tunnel seemed to vibrate with the sound of crooning flits.

All of the group worked together, creeping closer like crawlers on a wall, twelve sets of eyes all watching Yiyu carefully. Kneading her eyes, Tyne's taut posture relaxed a little, the soft reassurance in her head settling her slightly. For a moment, the gaping hole of Myrandith had been threatening to loom large but the immediate proximity - both physically and mentally - of the firelizards had eked it away again. For the moment, she hadn't quite registered either the girl's name or the compliment to her brood.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:42 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Y-yiyu, lady," she answered quietly, unassumingly. Much like she had with the whers, she slowly extended one hand to the scared-looking older woman, licking her lips nervously. "I'm a Candidate here. Your firelizards are beautiful," she added, unable to resist her own fascination with all creatures great and small.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 4:29 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

It... hadn't been a great day. No, not "bad" in the way Tyne knew "bad" could be but it had been one of those days where she had felt perilously close to that precipitous edge she knew far too well. She had spent most of the day in hiding in her quarters, practising her breathing techniques and grounding herself. It had been an activity that cost her most of the day and had been disturbed when she realised she hadn't eaten anything since the evening of the day before. Anything earlier in the day would undoubtedly have been returned by anxious retching but now, feeling a bit more in balance again, she decided that she needed to do two things - stretch her legs a little and find some food.

She had followed some of the more awkward and therefore lesser used tunnels to the Lower Caverns. It took longer, but the walk was used as another means to ground herself. When she had approached, she had sent Bobbin in, small note strapped to her leg. The gold knew exactly which staffer to head to. No, she wasn't sure she could deal with the bustle of the Dining Hall itself. Unfortunately, the wobble in Tyne's emotional state meant that her brood was feeling especially clingy. Whilst Bobbin and Cairn had had the places of honour on her shoulders, the others had been a train of colour that winked in and out of Between as they kept up, clinging to walls, glow baskets and supporting beams as they stayed close.

The gold had just returned with a small basket in tow, immediately resuming her sentinel post as the basket was plopped gently at Tyne's feet. She had just picked it up when she heard the voice and she started, freezing in place and causing the flock to bristle in alarm at the spike of alert that rushed through Tyne.

"Who're you? Why are you here?" On another day, the voice might have been more demanding. Today it was edged with panic, as though she were caught doing something she shouldn't be doing.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu stepped out of the lower caverns and instantly paused. Like a wild runner caught in lamplight, she stilled, aware of eyes on her. Slowly turning, she saw...firelizards. A great many, in fact, but it was the woman who caught her attention with wide, dark eyes that stared through, not passed, her.

"May I..help...you, lady?"




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Re: Hungry Eyes (ATTN: Tyne)

Jessica Freise
 

Yiyu's head spun. The names, the colors, the woman herself were all overwhelming. But she grasped onto the invitation and mentally ocused. She could do this.

"I'd love to," she said, unable to resist the strange older woman's suddenly open mannerism. She stepped frward and offered meakly to take the basket.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 11:44 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Unfortunately for Yiyu, Aaru was possibly not best firelizard to approach and she snapped at the outstretched fingers, clearly not intended to bite but clearly as a warning to back up. Admonished for her behaviour with a loud chitter from Bobbin, the small green scuttled higher, a little away from the crowd.

"Ignore her. She's just an oddball. Plus she impressed to Bobbin so she's not super bothered about people.Think of her like a grumpy feline - it's all on her terms." It was the simplest way she had found to explain the unusual Aaru's behaviour. Turning her back temporarily on Yiyu, Tyne inspected the gathering, clearly  not stopping to think a second about how the girl would have felt about Aaru's warning. Not out of wilful ignorance or not caring, it had just skipped her.

"Lets see, gang - introduce yourselves!" It was clearly something she had done before.

"Chief!" A brown perked up his head from the wall, warbling towards Tyne.

"Tubber!" Another brown, this one definitely more round. 

"Song and Dance!" Two blues chimed in, chirruping happily from where they were perched together.

"Breeks!" Another blue, this time looking as though he were wearing a pair of blue trousers answered with a solemn nod before scuttling off after Aaru.

"Fitz and Bitz!" Two identical looking greens piped up, tiny bugles from the wall.

"Rona!" A dark flit clambered forward only to  be shooed away by Tyne. "No, your're not stealing anything from her. Or throwing anything!" She looked back at Yiyu. "She's the one to watch - pure mischief and a dollop of spite. You've met Zeeti, she loves everyone," Tyne said gesturing to the small green who had flown around Yiyu's head. "And last but certainly not least Cairn and Bobbin" - she jostled a shoulder up to indicate which was which. Cairn rewarded Yiyu with a long gaze and a solemn chirp. Bobbin decided to  be gracious as the newcomer had called her beautiful and warbled sweetly at Yiyu, posing a little to show off her good side.

"And that's all of them. Except me, I'm Tyne." And she jerked her thumb back towards herself with a cheerful, innocent pride. "We were getting breakfast." The conversation distraction of who her flock was had lifted her thoughts into another focus. "Hey!" she suddenly said, facing Yiyu and picking up the basket she had almost forgotten about. "You should have breakfast with us!" There was a beaming, innocent hopefulness in her face, like a child asking their best friend to come to tea.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 1:58 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"What are all there names?" she asked, fascinated. She carefully stepped forward and extended a hand to the tiny, silent green, hoping she wasn't being to forward.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 3:01 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

As if in answer to Yiyu's question, and on the silent call of Bobbin, the entire flock gravitated back to Tyne. "Yes," she said simply in an almost matter of fact tone. Once upon a time she would have been too scared to admit of such, terrified of getting in trouble. But Tyne thought little of trouble these days, her uncomplicated train of merely noting that flits helped, therefore she had found flits and it was too late for anyone to get cross about it. "Well, accept Aaru," she said, gesturing to a small, silent green who had found a notched bit of wood to cling to. "She belongs to Bobbin. She was meant for Idri, but Bobbin wanted her."

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 2:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Thank you," Yiyu said politely, her gaze following the little green's graceful movements."Are these all yours?"

On Mar 25, 2020, at 9:09 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Bobbin preened a little. She knew the "b" word. Of course she was beautiful. The smugness trickled into Tyne, bolstering her a little and she relaxed slightly, also helped by Yiyu's smile.

"Your smile is pretty," she said with all the blunt honesty of a child and Cairn chirruped his agreement. Along the walls, the firelizards scuttled closer, trilling and peeping as they approached. It was Zeeti who broke ranks first, the pretty little green twirling around Yiyu's head as if inspecting her.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:45 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, Lady, they aren't scaring me," she said. That real, honest smile, that was peaking out more and more the longer she was at the Weyr, graced Yiyu's lips briefly before slipping away.

"They're beautiful," she found herself repeating. The woman looked odd, spooked, almost. By her? Surely not.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:34 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Ironically, it was the timidness radiating from the girl that kept the situation calm. Had she been met with confidence, outright confusion or worse... anger or disgust, it likely would have been enough to tip her over. But the shyness wasn't a threat. The glimmer of "Goldrider" Tyne disappeared again. "...'m sorry." she managed eventually, rubbing her eyes again to try and shift the cobwebs that clouded her visions when she was off-kilter like her eyes were trying to put her in two places at once. Like her brain was trying desperately hard to believe it was in another time, another place. "I don't usually find people here." There was a worried note to her voice now and an edge of confusion. 

She heard the word firelizard and she used it to force her attention back. "They're not scaring you are they? I can send some away if it's too much." Bring it back. Back under control. Back into place. She could do it.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu blushed, wondering if she were in trouble. Her hands came out and clasped in front of her, her back straightening as she said quietly, "I just finished dinner and was headed back to the barracks, but I thought you might need help, lady. That, and the firelizards honestly distracted me."

She couldn't quite meet Tyne's gaze. Her own skittered away, her enate timidness flaring up to meet even the hint of a strongly worded question.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:03 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Candidate? Ah... Candidate. The familiar word broke through slightly and Tyne shook her head slightly as though trying to shake her thoughts together. "Shouldn't you be in the Barracks? Or lessons?" That's what Candidates did. Lessons. She had done lessons. Albeit many turns ago. Still on alert, Bobbin and Cairn had leapt into action, thrumming a low croon that was quickly echoed by the others so that the tunnel seemed to vibrate with the sound of crooning flits.

All of the group worked together, creeping closer like crawlers on a wall, twelve sets of eyes all watching Yiyu carefully. Kneading her eyes, Tyne's taut posture relaxed a little, the soft reassurance in her head settling her slightly. For a moment, the gaping hole of Myrandith had been threatening to loom large but the immediate proximity - both physically and mentally - of the firelizards had eked it away again. For the moment, she hadn't quite registered either the girl's name or the compliment to her brood.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:42 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Y-yiyu, lady," she answered quietly, unassumingly. Much like she had with the whers, she slowly extended one hand to the scared-looking older woman, licking her lips nervously. "I'm a Candidate here. Your firelizards are beautiful," she added, unable to resist her own fascination with all creatures great and small.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 4:29 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

It... hadn't been a great day. No, not "bad" in the way Tyne knew "bad" could be but it had been one of those days where she had felt perilously close to that precipitous edge she knew far too well. She had spent most of the day in hiding in her quarters, practising her breathing techniques and grounding herself. It had been an activity that cost her most of the day and had been disturbed when she realised she hadn't eaten anything since the evening of the day before. Anything earlier in the day would undoubtedly have been returned by anxious retching but now, feeling a bit more in balance again, she decided that she needed to do two things - stretch her legs a little and find some food.

She had followed some of the more awkward and therefore lesser used tunnels to the Lower Caverns. It took longer, but the walk was used as another means to ground herself. When she had approached, she had sent Bobbin in, small note strapped to her leg. The gold knew exactly which staffer to head to. No, she wasn't sure she could deal with the bustle of the Dining Hall itself. Unfortunately, the wobble in Tyne's emotional state meant that her brood was feeling especially clingy. Whilst Bobbin and Cairn had had the places of honour on her shoulders, the others had been a train of colour that winked in and out of Between as they kept up, clinging to walls, glow baskets and supporting beams as they stayed close.

The gold had just returned with a small basket in tow, immediately resuming her sentinel post as the basket was plopped gently at Tyne's feet. She had just picked it up when she heard the voice and she started, freezing in place and causing the flock to bristle in alarm at the spike of alert that rushed through Tyne.

"Who're you? Why are you here?" On another day, the voice might have been more demanding. Today it was edged with panic, as though she were caught doing something she shouldn't be doing.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu stepped out of the lower caverns and instantly paused. Like a wild runner caught in lamplight, she stilled, aware of eyes on her. Slowly turning, she saw...firelizards. A great many, in fact, but it was the woman who caught her attention with wide, dark eyes that stared through, not passed, her.

"May I..help...you, lady?"




-- 
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Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
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Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
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Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Jessica Freise
 

"We're not so different," Yiyu found herself saying softly. "When I came here, found greens and blues ridden by girls when I'd only heard whispers in my father's hold, it sort of shocked me. You'd make a fine leader, though."

It wasn't flattery, but honesty.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 11:27 AM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

"Well, I used to be strictly gold for the reason that that's what girls rode." Rennitz's expression was sheepish. "You know, with Keroon being hidebound, so was I. Since coming here, It made sense for girls to ride greens since they're female dragons, too. But then I learned about girls riding blue dragons and it kind of shook me. I'm almost used to it now. But I still hold out for a gold but for a different reason. I want to be a leader. I want to help people here! I want to be someone that the Weyr can see and know that they can come to if they need me."

Re: Hungry Eyes (ATTN: Tyne)

Nutmeg
 

Unfortunately for Yiyu, Aaru was possibly not best firelizard to approach and she snapped at the outstretched fingers, clearly not intended to bite but clearly as a warning to back up. Admonished for her behaviour with a loud chitter from Bobbin, the small green scuttled higher, a little away from the crowd.

"Ignore her. She's just an oddball. Plus she impressed to Bobbin so she's not super bothered about people.Think of her like a grumpy feline - it's all on her terms." It was the simplest way she had found to explain the unusual Aaru's behaviour. Turning her back temporarily on Yiyu, Tyne inspected the gathering, clearly  not stopping to think a second about how the girl would have felt about Aaru's warning. Not out of wilful ignorance or not caring, it had just skipped her.

"Lets see, gang - introduce yourselves!" It was clearly something she had done before.

"Chief!" A brown perked up his head from the wall, warbling towards Tyne.

"Tubber!" Another brown, this one definitely more round. 

"Song and Dance!" Two blues chimed in, chirruping happily from where they were perched together.

"Breeks!" Another blue, this time looking as though he were wearing a pair of blue trousers answered with a solemn nod before scuttling off after Aaru.

"Fitz and Bitz!" Two identical looking greens piped up, tiny bugles from the wall.

"Rona!" A dark flit clambered forward only to  be shooed away by Tyne. "No, your're not stealing anything from her. Or throwing anything!" She looked back at Yiyu. "She's the one to watch - pure mischief and a dollop of spite. You've met Zeeti, she loves everyone," Tyne said gesturing to the small green who had flown around Yiyu's head. "And last but certainly not least Cairn and Bobbin" - she jostled a shoulder up to indicate which was which. Cairn rewarded Yiyu with a long gaze and a solemn chirp. Bobbin decided to  be gracious as the newcomer had called her beautiful and warbled sweetly at Yiyu, posing a little to show off her good side.

"And that's all of them. Except me, I'm Tyne." And she jerked her thumb back towards herself with a cheerful, innocent pride. "We were getting breakfast." The conversation distraction of who her flock was had lifted her thoughts into another focus. "Hey!" she suddenly said, facing Yiyu and picking up the basket she had almost forgotten about. "You should have breakfast with us!" There was a beaming, innocent hopefulness in her face, like a child asking their best friend to come to tea.

On Thu, Mar 26, 2020 at 1:58 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"What are all there names?" she asked, fascinated. She carefully stepped forward and extended a hand to the tiny, silent green, hoping she wasn't being to forward.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 3:01 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

As if in answer to Yiyu's question, and on the silent call of Bobbin, the entire flock gravitated back to Tyne. "Yes," she said simply in an almost matter of fact tone. Once upon a time she would have been too scared to admit of such, terrified of getting in trouble. But Tyne thought little of trouble these days, her uncomplicated train of merely noting that flits helped, therefore she had found flits and it was too late for anyone to get cross about it. "Well, accept Aaru," she said, gesturing to a small, silent green who had found a notched bit of wood to cling to. "She belongs to Bobbin. She was meant for Idri, but Bobbin wanted her."

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 2:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Thank you," Yiyu said politely, her gaze following the little green's graceful movements."Are these all yours?"

On Mar 25, 2020, at 9:09 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Bobbin preened a little. She knew the "b" word. Of course she was beautiful. The smugness trickled into Tyne, bolstering her a little and she relaxed slightly, also helped by Yiyu's smile.

"Your smile is pretty," she said with all the blunt honesty of a child and Cairn chirruped his agreement. Along the walls, the firelizards scuttled closer, trilling and peeping as they approached. It was Zeeti who broke ranks first, the pretty little green twirling around Yiyu's head as if inspecting her.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:45 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, Lady, they aren't scaring me," she said. That real, honest smile, that was peaking out more and more the longer she was at the Weyr, graced Yiyu's lips briefly before slipping away.

"They're beautiful," she found herself repeating. The woman looked odd, spooked, almost. By her? Surely not.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:34 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Ironically, it was the timidness radiating from the girl that kept the situation calm. Had she been met with confidence, outright confusion or worse... anger or disgust, it likely would have been enough to tip her over. But the shyness wasn't a threat. The glimmer of "Goldrider" Tyne disappeared again. "...'m sorry." she managed eventually, rubbing her eyes again to try and shift the cobwebs that clouded her visions when she was off-kilter like her eyes were trying to put her in two places at once. Like her brain was trying desperately hard to believe it was in another time, another place. "I don't usually find people here." There was a worried note to her voice now and an edge of confusion. 

She heard the word firelizard and she used it to force her attention back. "They're not scaring you are they? I can send some away if it's too much." Bring it back. Back under control. Back into place. She could do it.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu blushed, wondering if she were in trouble. Her hands came out and clasped in front of her, her back straightening as she said quietly, "I just finished dinner and was headed back to the barracks, but I thought you might need help, lady. That, and the firelizards honestly distracted me."

She couldn't quite meet Tyne's gaze. Her own skittered away, her enate timidness flaring up to meet even the hint of a strongly worded question.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:03 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Candidate? Ah... Candidate. The familiar word broke through slightly and Tyne shook her head slightly as though trying to shake her thoughts together. "Shouldn't you be in the Barracks? Or lessons?" That's what Candidates did. Lessons. She had done lessons. Albeit many turns ago. Still on alert, Bobbin and Cairn had leapt into action, thrumming a low croon that was quickly echoed by the others so that the tunnel seemed to vibrate with the sound of crooning flits.

All of the group worked together, creeping closer like crawlers on a wall, twelve sets of eyes all watching Yiyu carefully. Kneading her eyes, Tyne's taut posture relaxed a little, the soft reassurance in her head settling her slightly. For a moment, the gaping hole of Myrandith had been threatening to loom large but the immediate proximity - both physically and mentally - of the firelizards had eked it away again. For the moment, she hadn't quite registered either the girl's name or the compliment to her brood.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:42 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Y-yiyu, lady," she answered quietly, unassumingly. Much like she had with the whers, she slowly extended one hand to the scared-looking older woman, licking her lips nervously. "I'm a Candidate here. Your firelizards are beautiful," she added, unable to resist her own fascination with all creatures great and small.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 4:29 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

It... hadn't been a great day. No, not "bad" in the way Tyne knew "bad" could be but it had been one of those days where she had felt perilously close to that precipitous edge she knew far too well. She had spent most of the day in hiding in her quarters, practising her breathing techniques and grounding herself. It had been an activity that cost her most of the day and had been disturbed when she realised she hadn't eaten anything since the evening of the day before. Anything earlier in the day would undoubtedly have been returned by anxious retching but now, feeling a bit more in balance again, she decided that she needed to do two things - stretch her legs a little and find some food.

She had followed some of the more awkward and therefore lesser used tunnels to the Lower Caverns. It took longer, but the walk was used as another means to ground herself. When she had approached, she had sent Bobbin in, small note strapped to her leg. The gold knew exactly which staffer to head to. No, she wasn't sure she could deal with the bustle of the Dining Hall itself. Unfortunately, the wobble in Tyne's emotional state meant that her brood was feeling especially clingy. Whilst Bobbin and Cairn had had the places of honour on her shoulders, the others had been a train of colour that winked in and out of Between as they kept up, clinging to walls, glow baskets and supporting beams as they stayed close.

The gold had just returned with a small basket in tow, immediately resuming her sentinel post as the basket was plopped gently at Tyne's feet. She had just picked it up when she heard the voice and she started, freezing in place and causing the flock to bristle in alarm at the spike of alert that rushed through Tyne.

"Who're you? Why are you here?" On another day, the voice might have been more demanding. Today it was edged with panic, as though she were caught doing something she shouldn't be doing.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu stepped out of the lower caverns and instantly paused. Like a wild runner caught in lamplight, she stilled, aware of eyes on her. Slowly turning, she saw...firelizards. A great many, in fact, but it was the woman who caught her attention with wide, dark eyes that stared through, not passed, her.

"May I..help...you, lady?"




-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!



--
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!

Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Ren
 

"Well, I used to be strictly gold for the reason that that's what girls rode." Rennitz's expression was sheepish. "You know, with Keroon being hidebound, so was I. Since coming here, It made sense for girls to ride greens since they're female dragons, too. But then I learned about girls riding blue dragons and it kind of shook me. I'm almost used to it now. But I still hold out for a gold but for a different reason. I want to be a leader. I want to help people here! I want to be someone that the Weyr can see and know that they can come to if they need me."

Re: Hungry Eyes (ATTN: Tyne)

Jessica Freise
 

"What are all there names?" she asked, fascinated. She carefully stepped forward and extended a hand to the tiny, silent green, hoping she wasn't being to forward.

On Mar 26, 2020, at 3:01 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

As if in answer to Yiyu's question, and on the silent call of Bobbin, the entire flock gravitated back to Tyne. "Yes," she said simply in an almost matter of fact tone. Once upon a time she would have been too scared to admit of such, terrified of getting in trouble. But Tyne thought little of trouble these days, her uncomplicated train of merely noting that flits helped, therefore she had found flits and it was too late for anyone to get cross about it. "Well, accept Aaru," she said, gesturing to a small, silent green who had found a notched bit of wood to cling to. "She belongs to Bobbin. She was meant for Idri, but Bobbin wanted her."

On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 2:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Thank you," Yiyu said politely, her gaze following the little green's graceful movements."Are these all yours?"

On Mar 25, 2020, at 9:09 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Bobbin preened a little. She knew the "b" word. Of course she was beautiful. The smugness trickled into Tyne, bolstering her a little and she relaxed slightly, also helped by Yiyu's smile.

"Your smile is pretty," she said with all the blunt honesty of a child and Cairn chirruped his agreement. Along the walls, the firelizards scuttled closer, trilling and peeping as they approached. It was Zeeti who broke ranks first, the pretty little green twirling around Yiyu's head as if inspecting her.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:45 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, Lady, they aren't scaring me," she said. That real, honest smile, that was peaking out more and more the longer she was at the Weyr, graced Yiyu's lips briefly before slipping away.

"They're beautiful," she found herself repeating. The woman looked odd, spooked, almost. By her? Surely not.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:34 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Ironically, it was the timidness radiating from the girl that kept the situation calm. Had she been met with confidence, outright confusion or worse... anger or disgust, it likely would have been enough to tip her over. But the shyness wasn't a threat. The glimmer of "Goldrider" Tyne disappeared again. "...'m sorry." she managed eventually, rubbing her eyes again to try and shift the cobwebs that clouded her visions when she was off-kilter like her eyes were trying to put her in two places at once. Like her brain was trying desperately hard to believe it was in another time, another place. "I don't usually find people here." There was a worried note to her voice now and an edge of confusion. 

She heard the word firelizard and she used it to force her attention back. "They're not scaring you are they? I can send some away if it's too much." Bring it back. Back under control. Back into place. She could do it.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu blushed, wondering if she were in trouble. Her hands came out and clasped in front of her, her back straightening as she said quietly, "I just finished dinner and was headed back to the barracks, but I thought you might need help, lady. That, and the firelizards honestly distracted me."

She couldn't quite meet Tyne's gaze. Her own skittered away, her enate timidness flaring up to meet even the hint of a strongly worded question.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:03 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Candidate? Ah... Candidate. The familiar word broke through slightly and Tyne shook her head slightly as though trying to shake her thoughts together. "Shouldn't you be in the Barracks? Or lessons?" That's what Candidates did. Lessons. She had done lessons. Albeit many turns ago. Still on alert, Bobbin and Cairn had leapt into action, thrumming a low croon that was quickly echoed by the others so that the tunnel seemed to vibrate with the sound of crooning flits.

All of the group worked together, creeping closer like crawlers on a wall, twelve sets of eyes all watching Yiyu carefully. Kneading her eyes, Tyne's taut posture relaxed a little, the soft reassurance in her head settling her slightly. For a moment, the gaping hole of Myrandith had been threatening to loom large but the immediate proximity - both physically and mentally - of the firelizards had eked it away again. For the moment, she hadn't quite registered either the girl's name or the compliment to her brood.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:42 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Y-yiyu, lady," she answered quietly, unassumingly. Much like she had with the whers, she slowly extended one hand to the scared-looking older woman, licking her lips nervously. "I'm a Candidate here. Your firelizards are beautiful," she added, unable to resist her own fascination with all creatures great and small.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 4:29 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

It... hadn't been a great day. No, not "bad" in the way Tyne knew "bad" could be but it had been one of those days where she had felt perilously close to that precipitous edge she knew far too well. She had spent most of the day in hiding in her quarters, practising her breathing techniques and grounding herself. It had been an activity that cost her most of the day and had been disturbed when she realised she hadn't eaten anything since the evening of the day before. Anything earlier in the day would undoubtedly have been returned by anxious retching but now, feeling a bit more in balance again, she decided that she needed to do two things - stretch her legs a little and find some food.

She had followed some of the more awkward and therefore lesser used tunnels to the Lower Caverns. It took longer, but the walk was used as another means to ground herself. When she had approached, she had sent Bobbin in, small note strapped to her leg. The gold knew exactly which staffer to head to. No, she wasn't sure she could deal with the bustle of the Dining Hall itself. Unfortunately, the wobble in Tyne's emotional state meant that her brood was feeling especially clingy. Whilst Bobbin and Cairn had had the places of honour on her shoulders, the others had been a train of colour that winked in and out of Between as they kept up, clinging to walls, glow baskets and supporting beams as they stayed close.

The gold had just returned with a small basket in tow, immediately resuming her sentinel post as the basket was plopped gently at Tyne's feet. She had just picked it up when she heard the voice and she started, freezing in place and causing the flock to bristle in alarm at the spike of alert that rushed through Tyne.

"Who're you? Why are you here?" On another day, the voice might have been more demanding. Today it was edged with panic, as though she were caught doing something she shouldn't be doing.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu stepped out of the lower caverns and instantly paused. Like a wild runner caught in lamplight, she stilled, aware of eyes on her. Slowly turning, she saw...firelizards. A great many, in fact, but it was the woman who caught her attention with wide, dark eyes that stared through, not passed, her.

"May I..help...you, lady?"




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Re: Hungry Eyes (ATTN: Tyne)

Nutmeg
 

As if in answer to Yiyu's question, and on the silent call of Bobbin, the entire flock gravitated back to Tyne. "Yes," she said simply in an almost matter of fact tone. Once upon a time she would have been too scared to admit of such, terrified of getting in trouble. But Tyne thought little of trouble these days, her uncomplicated train of merely noting that flits helped, therefore she had found flits and it was too late for anyone to get cross about it. "Well, accept Aaru," she said, gesturing to a small, silent green who had found a notched bit of wood to cling to. "She belongs to Bobbin. She was meant for Idri, but Bobbin wanted her."


On Wed, Mar 25, 2020 at 2:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Thank you," Yiyu said politely, her gaze following the little green's graceful movements."Are these all yours?"

On Mar 25, 2020, at 9:09 AM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Bobbin preened a little. She knew the "b" word. Of course she was beautiful. The smugness trickled into Tyne, bolstering her a little and she relaxed slightly, also helped by Yiyu's smile.

"Your smile is pretty," she said with all the blunt honesty of a child and Cairn chirruped his agreement. Along the walls, the firelizards scuttled closer, trilling and peeping as they approached. It was Zeeti who broke ranks first, the pretty little green twirling around Yiyu's head as if inspecting her.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:45 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"No, Lady, they aren't scaring me," she said. That real, honest smile, that was peaking out more and more the longer she was at the Weyr, graced Yiyu's lips briefly before slipping away.

"They're beautiful," she found herself repeating. The woman looked odd, spooked, almost. By her? Surely not.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:34 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Ironically, it was the timidness radiating from the girl that kept the situation calm. Had she been met with confidence, outright confusion or worse... anger or disgust, it likely would have been enough to tip her over. But the shyness wasn't a threat. The glimmer of "Goldrider" Tyne disappeared again. "...'m sorry." she managed eventually, rubbing her eyes again to try and shift the cobwebs that clouded her visions when she was off-kilter like her eyes were trying to put her in two places at once. Like her brain was trying desperately hard to believe it was in another time, another place. "I don't usually find people here." There was a worried note to her voice now and an edge of confusion. 

She heard the word firelizard and she used it to force her attention back. "They're not scaring you are they? I can send some away if it's too much." Bring it back. Back under control. Back into place. She could do it.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 10:13 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu blushed, wondering if she were in trouble. Her hands came out and clasped in front of her, her back straightening as she said quietly, "I just finished dinner and was headed back to the barracks, but I thought you might need help, lady. That, and the firelizards honestly distracted me."

She couldn't quite meet Tyne's gaze. Her own skittered away, her enate timidness flaring up to meet even the hint of a strongly worded question.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 5:03 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

Candidate? Ah... Candidate. The familiar word broke through slightly and Tyne shook her head slightly as though trying to shake her thoughts together. "Shouldn't you be in the Barracks? Or lessons?" That's what Candidates did. Lessons. She had done lessons. Albeit many turns ago. Still on alert, Bobbin and Cairn had leapt into action, thrumming a low croon that was quickly echoed by the others so that the tunnel seemed to vibrate with the sound of crooning flits.

All of the group worked together, creeping closer like crawlers on a wall, twelve sets of eyes all watching Yiyu carefully. Kneading her eyes, Tyne's taut posture relaxed a little, the soft reassurance in her head settling her slightly. For a moment, the gaping hole of Myrandith had been threatening to loom large but the immediate proximity - both physically and mentally - of the firelizards had eked it away again. For the moment, she hadn't quite registered either the girl's name or the compliment to her brood.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:42 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Y-yiyu, lady," she answered quietly, unassumingly. Much like she had with the whers, she slowly extended one hand to the scared-looking older woman, licking her lips nervously. "I'm a Candidate here. Your firelizards are beautiful," she added, unable to resist her own fascination with all creatures great and small.

On Mar 24, 2020, at 4:29 PM, Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:

It... hadn't been a great day. No, not "bad" in the way Tyne knew "bad" could be but it had been one of those days where she had felt perilously close to that precipitous edge she knew far too well. She had spent most of the day in hiding in her quarters, practising her breathing techniques and grounding herself. It had been an activity that cost her most of the day and had been disturbed when she realised she hadn't eaten anything since the evening of the day before. Anything earlier in the day would undoubtedly have been returned by anxious retching but now, feeling a bit more in balance again, she decided that she needed to do two things - stretch her legs a little and find some food.

She had followed some of the more awkward and therefore lesser used tunnels to the Lower Caverns. It took longer, but the walk was used as another means to ground herself. When she had approached, she had sent Bobbin in, small note strapped to her leg. The gold knew exactly which staffer to head to. No, she wasn't sure she could deal with the bustle of the Dining Hall itself. Unfortunately, the wobble in Tyne's emotional state meant that her brood was feeling especially clingy. Whilst Bobbin and Cairn had had the places of honour on her shoulders, the others had been a train of colour that winked in and out of Between as they kept up, clinging to walls, glow baskets and supporting beams as they stayed close.

The gold had just returned with a small basket in tow, immediately resuming her sentinel post as the basket was plopped gently at Tyne's feet. She had just picked it up when she heard the voice and she started, freezing in place and causing the flock to bristle in alarm at the spike of alert that rushed through Tyne.

"Who're you? Why are you here?" On another day, the voice might have been more demanding. Today it was edged with panic, as though she were caught doing something she shouldn't be doing.

On Tue, Mar 24, 2020 at 9:00 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Yiyu stepped out of the lower caverns and instantly paused. Like a wild runner caught in lamplight, she stilled, aware of eyes on her. Slowly turning, she saw...firelizards. A great many, in fact, but it was the woman who caught her attention with wide, dark eyes that stared through, not passed, her.

"May I..help...you, lady?"




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Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
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Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
Nutmeg on the Wizzy.
Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!





-- 
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Florcott on AIM.

I'm sometimes slow and have the memory of a sieve at times, so don't hesitate to poke me if you think you've been forgotten!



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Re: Hiding In Plain Sight (ATTN: Rennitz, Any)

Jessica Freise
 

Choice. Yiyu blinked, licking her lips. She had dared to dream, very privately.

"A green or...a....gold," she said softly, lowering her gaze, embarrassed at her own daring. "What about you?"

On Mar 25, 2020, at 9:53 PM, Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:

Looking back up to Yiyu, Rennitz gave her a little apologetic smile. "Yeah, sorry. I was starting to get so deep on why we do what we do, or at least why dragonriders do. It's honestly terrifying to think of the way we put ourselves in danger without a second thought. But it's also to protect Pern and our loved ones so it's definitely worth it. Say, have you ever thought of what color you'd want to ride? I know earlier you had doubts but surely you've considered, even for a second, what color dragon you'd fancy if you had the choice?"