"Yes," she agreed decisively, though in her dark brown eyes lived uncertainty. Obviously, with clothes still on, they hadn't gotten up to much, but she still wondered if she'd done *something*.

Shifting carefully, she stretched, yawned. There was a mild headache behind her eyes that made thinking difficult.

"We can't be seen together," she decided finally. "They'll think we, you know...."

On Apr 7, 2020, at 8:58 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Garatt blinked at her for a moment and then looked around as though remembering something. A minute's search and he held up his own book, automatically trying to flatten out the pages where he had been lying on them. "We were reading?" he offered uncertainly. He could at least remember the party, and the vague feeling that people were being social in a way he couldn't keep up with so it was better to sneak away.

On Tue, Apr 7, 2020 at 2:54 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:

"Not in a bed," she pointed out, dark brows coming together so that worry lines furrowed her face. She did a quick mental inventory as well as physical. Despite all the evidence, they hadn't-

"We were at the party," she remembered. "I left the main part of it and got a book to read. People were doing....things...."

On Apr 7, 2020, at 8:41 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"Ow," Garatt complained, and opened his eyes, sitting up confusedly.

"Why're you in my bed?" he asked with some indignation, rather hastily removing thumb from mouth and then sitting on his hand for good measure as though to deny it had ever been there. Despite all available evidence it had to be his bed, because where else would he be asleep?

On Tue, Apr 7, 2020 at 2:36 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:

Yiyu got a good grasp on the situation after another two deep breaths. She poked the familiar-by-now-faced Candidate in the side, hoping to move him further off her.

"Excuse me," she tried quietly. Louder. Louder still.

On Apr 7, 2020, at 8:33 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Signs this had not in fact been anything particularly interesting included the fact that the body lying partially on top of her was both fully dressed and on top of the bedding. He was however fully asleep, face mashed into the pillows and thumb inserted into his mouth like a lost five turn old.

Garatt grunted as his mattress apparently took it into its head to start fidgeting and shifted his weight off her slightly. 

On Tue, Apr 7, 2020 at 2:25 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:

One eye opened.

Then two.

Yiyu looked around, brain fuzzy, thoughts slow. She stretched -- or tried to. It appear, upon further examination of her situation, that she was weighted down by another body.

Oh sweet Faranth.

She hadn't.

Had she?

-- 

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.

-- 

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.

-- 

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.

Ambrelli nodded along.  "3 Turns for graduation?  That's quite an extension."  Ambrelli was still studying Ponth, comparing the little green with her larger sisters.  But she did turn to smile and Dytha.  "Well then, we're both back here after an extended absence.  Welcome back."

Ambrelli had of course heard of timing.  It would be impossible to live in a Weyr and not have ever heard of it.  But it was highly discouraged and thus the rumors about it were full of fantastical exaggerations.  And three Turns ago, she would have still been just feeling like she was getting close to normal after her time at Fort.  She hadn't paid or given the timing rumors much credence at the time.  

"I know it's possible, but rarely done for numerous reasons.  And I imagine when it is, those are the times we don't hear about it..."