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Re: A Unceremonious Arrival (S'ryll/Kassia)

sailyn2
 

"I should." And not just because she was Weyrwoman. "I've been here almost since it opened. I doubt I'll have time later, but if you have questions now I can answer them." She wondered whether she could get him to stay and continue to play the game or not.

 

Behind them the Weyr was busy with dragons and people moving around and multitudes of firelizards, but it was the whers that would likely be something he was unfamiliar with.

 

((If you don't get them, someone else will.)) Or not. If she really wanted fish, she merely had to ask someone to bring them to her. The perks of being Queen. Otherwise it didn't matter.


Re: The Art of Dragonhealing (Ambrelli/Yiyu)

Jessica Freise
 

"Yes," she answered, stepping further into the room. There was something unsettling in the air, in the other's eyes. Again she touched her lower lip with the tip of a pink tongue. "It's nice to meet you."

On Apr 4, 2020, at 6:57 PM, TrueTricia <tricia.nicewicz@...> wrote:

Ambrelli looked up, her blue and gold eyes focusing on the young girl.  What was she? 15? 16?  Still young enough to not know how rough the world could be, that was for sure.  Ambrelli chided herself silently.  She of all people knew better.  Her parents had died, murdered here at Arolos, when she was that girl's age.  Tragedy didn't know age.  She needed to stop feeling sorry for herself was what she needed. 

Slowly, a brown flit disengaged itself from around her neck, the creature's head poking up out of Ambrelli's dark hair.  The flit itself was creamy brown in color, and his eyes fixed on the newcomer, whirling fast.  He gave a soft chirp.

"Perch."  Ambrelli commanded, helping the flit to disentangle before he obeyed, flying over to a wooden perch to watch the two.  Ambrelli then rose, pushing back her chair, wiping her hands on the smock she wore, before turning to look at the girl again, forcing a smile upon her face.  

"Welcome then.  I'm Journeyman Ambrelli.  And you are a Candidate, I presume?"  


Re: The Art of Dragonhealing (Ambrelli/Yiyu)

TrueTricia
 

Ambrelli looked up, her blue and gold eyes focusing on the young girl.  What was she? 15? 16?  Still young enough to not know how rough the world could be, that was for sure.  Ambrelli chided herself silently.  She of all people knew better.  Her parents had died, murdered here at Arolos, when she was that girl's age.  Tragedy didn't know age.  She needed to stop feeling sorry for herself was what she needed. 

Slowly, a brown flit disengaged itself from around her neck, the creature's head poking up out of Ambrelli's dark hair.  The flit itself was creamy brown in color, and his eyes fixed on the newcomer, whirling fast.  He gave a soft chirp.

"Perch."  Ambrelli commanded, helping the flit to disentangle before he obeyed, flying over to a wooden perch to watch the two.  Ambrelli then rose, pushing back her chair, wiping her hands on the smock she wore, before turning to look at the girl again, forcing a smile upon her face.  

"Welcome then.  I'm Journeyman Ambrelli.  And you are a Candidate, I presume?"  


Re: Speaking To The Sun (atten: Kassia, Foreth)

sailyn2
 

"Nice to meet you," Kassia said. "How are you today? And don't mind Brogan, he won't hurt you."


Re: Connections (ATTN: K'sway)

Jessica Freise
 

"Thank you," she said swiftly, accepting the towel and mopping her face. She smiled at the young man. "I'm relatively new, yes. Everyone here is so welcoming."

On Apr 4, 2020, at 6:52 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"You new to the Weyr?" K'sway asked, amiably, even as some small part of him thrilled at being called 'sir' by a pretty girl. "My duty to you." he added hastily, even as his blue firelizard popped back out of between, a small towel clutched in his claws, dropping it into K'sway's hand, and then landing to preen himself proudly, chittering.  

K'sway offered it to the girl. "It's not much, but it could dry a little bit?" he offered.

On Sat, Apr 4, 2020 at 4:11 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Yes, sir," she said quickly, straightening her shoulders with a sense of pride she'd only recently developed. "It's nice to meet both of you." Even if she was soaked, she thought very, very quietly.

On Apr 4, 2020, at 6:07 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"Thanks." The brown rider looked pleased. "My name's K'sway. What's yours? You're a Candidate, right?" 








Re: Connections (ATTN: K'sway)

Steelsilver
 

"You new to the Weyr?" K'sway asked, amiably, even as some small part of him thrilled at being called 'sir' by a pretty girl. "My duty to you." he added hastily, even as his blue firelizard popped back out of between, a small towel clutched in his claws, dropping it into K'sway's hand, and then landing to preen himself proudly, chittering.  

K'sway offered it to the girl. "It's not much, but it could dry a little bit?" he offered.

On Sat, Apr 4, 2020 at 4:11 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Yes, sir," she said quickly, straightening her shoulders with a sense of pride she'd only recently developed. "It's nice to meet both of you." Even if she was soaked, she thought very, very quietly.

On Apr 4, 2020, at 6:07 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"Thanks." The brown rider looked pleased. "My name's K'sway. What's yours? You're a Candidate, right?" 





I'm Not Pregant Party atten: Sarati/any

sailyn2
 

One of the goals of the wife of the heir to Arolos Hold, even as a rider, was that she was supposed to be getting pregnant. Unfortunately for said Hold, she had a different idea. Sure, maybe she'd want to have children one day, but she'd watched her mother birth out child after child and want nothing to do with them enough to not want to rush to the endeavor. So when a scare turned out to be that she wasn't pregnant she was elated and wanted to celebrate. One evening when Paly was tied up, she told him that she was going to stay at the Weyr for the evening with her mother, but really had plans for quite the party.

Sarati kept a small weyr at the Weyr for when she stayed there and had a stash of her own funds from both being the daughter of the Weyrwoman and Lord Heir's wife. She also kept her more risque dresses there. She pulled on a tight blue dress with a deep neckline and a slit up the side. She wore a necklace that drew attention to her neckline as well. Palysso would lose his mind if he saw, but she needed to be the rider and not the wife some days.

 

Heading to the Dining Hall, she took her marks and easily found the person in charge for the night. The marks and her station opened the cubboards to the best alcohol they had.

 

"Rounds on the house for everyone," she announced.


Re: The Art of Dragonhealing (Ambrelli/Yiyu)

Jessica Freise
 

Yiyu hesitated in the doorway. The face was unfamiliar to her. Licking her lips, she assayed a smile.


"I'm here for my learning period for today?"

On Apr 4, 2020, at 6:30 PM, TrueTricia <tricia.nicewicz@...> wrote:

Ambrelli was staring off into nothing again.  She was doing this frequently, haunted by the images of the past.  It was still strange to her, that after all the anger she felt towards Fort Weyr, that she somehow now missed it.  It made no sense to her, and it was the lack of logic that perturbed her the most.  How could she miss a place that she had worked so hard to fight against?  To be truthful, it wasn't the Weyr itself she missed.  It was herself.  Her life there had had purpose.  She'd been united in a cause for something, even if, if she was honest, it hadn't been the glorious rebellion she'd imagined.  She'd been young, and idealist, and rebellions were good at not just causing mayhem to the order of things, but to the ideals of its participants as well.  

She knew all of this.  The years since she'd left Fort were nearly as many as she'd spent there.  She'd returned home to Arolos, and yet, she still felt like an outsider.

Because she was.  While her actual actions at Fort may not be known to any outside of the Resistance, the fact that she had been at the very least, a sympathizer, was well known.  Not that she was denying anything if she'd been asked, but then, that was the problem.  She wasn't asked was she? It was all just rumors and innuendos whispered when she wasn't there.  At least at Igen, she'd been with others like herself, fellow warriors in the battle, metaphorically speaking.  But here, well here, she was just met with distrust.  There were some, at least.  But associating with those like her did her little favors.

She had lost track of the candlemarks, sitting at work station in the dragonhealers area.  Her hands were absently working, sewing soft hides together that were necessary for sail repairs, so her time, while her mind wandered into the dark memories of a lifetime ago, was still useful.  Thus she was startled when a Candidate entered the room....


Re: A Unceremonious Arrival (S'ryll/Kassia)

TrueTricia
 

"Well then.  You seem rather well-informed of how all things work around here, Sar."  He considered her for a moment.  He still couldn't place her attitude, whether it was cultural or rank.  She wasn't deferential to him, and her knowledge was considerable if she thought she knew the process of how things worked here.  Still, perhaps Arolos was more open than the Reaches had been.  There was something about her that both irked him (that was his ego, he knew, triggered by her lack of deference) and pleased him, for he did love a good challenge.  But he preferred the challenge when he knew the game was rigged.  

"Since you seem to know how things work, perhaps you can fill me in.  And as to why I have come to Arolos, well that's a rather interesting story.  Perhaps we can exchange both of these, your knowledge and my stories, over a drink of ale later after I've settled in."  

}{So you do need my services for fish.}{ Vastolth gave a draconic version of a knowing smile.  He would never be the most intelligent dragon, but he wasn't not a hulking dolt either.  }{Then consider it done.}{  He would work out where exactly to get the fish from later.  There hadn't been a lot of fishing trips in the Reaches, although he'd been to the sea before.  In his mind, he'd deliver a fish to her every morning, if that's what she desired.  Of course, chance are he'd forget about it long before the habit became ingrained enough to stick.  Unless he told Saere, who could then remind him, but his rider was busy, and Vastolth knew through their bond that he wasn't interested in helping the bronze remember things at the moment.


Re: Speaking To The Sun (atten: Kassia, Foreth)

Steelsilver
 

I'des halted so abruptly that he nearly tripped over his feet, eyes going wide as he registered first the wher- and then, with difficulty, shifted his gaze to the woman. It took him a moment more to identify the knots the woman wore, and then that she'd spoken- asked him a question. 

"...Aye, Weyrwoman." he answered, careful of each word and formal in a way that just didn't feel right. "I'm I'des, and my bronze is Sunstreath. Honored to meet you- and Foreth." 

On Sat, Apr 4, 2020 at 4:29 PM sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

Sunstreath had caught Foreth in a particularly good mood. I'des, too, as she didn't immediately send him away. Or rather have Kassia send him away as she was sitting at the shoreline with Brogan. The wher alerted to his presence and she looked up with a smile.

"Hello. Is that your bronze?"


Re: Come, Be my Muse (ATTN Erena/Kassia)

sailyn2
 

Kassia snorted. "Then write what you want about me. I don't mind."


The Art of Dragonhealing (Ambrelli/Yiyu)

TrueTricia
 

Ambrelli was staring off into nothing again.  She was doing this frequently, haunted by the images of the past.  It was still strange to her, that after all the anger she felt towards Fort Weyr, that she somehow now missed it.  It made no sense to her, and it was the lack of logic that perturbed her the most.  How could she miss a place that she had worked so hard to fight against?  To be truthful, it wasn't the Weyr itself she missed.  It was herself.  Her life there had had purpose.  She'd been united in a cause for something, even if, if she was honest, it hadn't been the glorious rebellion she'd imagined.  She'd been young, and idealist, and rebellions were good at not just causing mayhem to the order of things, but to the ideals of its participants as well.  

She knew all of this.  The years since she'd left Fort were nearly as many as she'd spent there.  She'd returned home to Arolos, and yet, she still felt like an outsider.

Because she was.  While her actual actions at Fort may not be known to any outside of the Resistance, the fact that she had been at the very least, a sympathizer, was well known.  Not that she was denying anything if she'd been asked, but then, that was the problem.  She wasn't asked was she? It was all just rumors and innuendos whispered when she wasn't there.  At least at Igen, she'd been with others like herself, fellow warriors in the battle, metaphorically speaking.  But here, well here, she was just met with distrust.  There were some, at least.  But associating with those like her did her little favors.

She had lost track of the candlemarks, sitting at work station in the dragonhealers area.  Her hands were absently working, sewing soft hides together that were necessary for sail repairs, so her time, while her mind wandered into the dark memories of a lifetime ago, was still useful.  Thus she was startled when a Candidate entered the room....


Re: Speaking To The Sun (atten: Kassia, Foreth)

sailyn2
 

Sunstreath had caught Foreth in a particularly good mood. I'des, too, as she didn't immediately send him away. Or rather have Kassia send him away as she was sitting at the shoreline with Brogan. The wher alerted to his presence and she looked up with a smile.

"Hello. Is that your bronze?"


Re: What Did You Accuse Me Of? atten: Kassia/Ysolde

sailyn2
 

"Whether I should have touched it or not, you should not have assaulted me. Weyrwoman or not. Nor accused me of being a Thief." Kassia shook her head. "There are better ways to handle this." She nodded at Nayari. "I believe that losing all privileges for two sevendays while performing drudge duties will give you plenty of time to consider alternative ways you could have handled this. At the end you can write me a paper describing these options. You'd better hope I'm satisfied."


Re: A Unceremonious Arrival (S'ryll/Kassia)

sailyn2
 

Kassia snorted. "You won't, but nice of you to think that. The wing ranks are full and that's not how the process works here. You can call me Sar." She gave him the name she often used when she was in her 'disguise'. "Tell me, if you were wing second, why have you come to Arolos?"

((I have no need of your services,)) she said simply, ((but I will accept fish in payment.)) If he thought size would impress her, he'd be wrong. The Weyr wasn't lacking in the largest of bronzes and she wasn't particularly impressed by other dragons, or much of anybody really, anyway.


Re: Come, Be my Muse (ATTN Erena/Kassia)

Jessica Freise
 

"No no, of course not," she swiftly quashed that idea. "In fact, no one, not even you if you wis, would have to see my work."

On Apr 4, 2020, at 6:08 PM, sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

"Me?" Kassia raised her eyebrows. "Well, sure. I mean if you'd like. But you don't need my permission. This isn't Fort. Though I wouldn't start spreading rumors or anything."


Re: Connections (ATTN: K'sway)

Jessica Freise
 

"Yes, sir," she said quickly, straightening her shoulders with a sense of pride she'd only recently developed. "It's nice to meet both of you." Even if she was soaked, she thought very, very quietly.

On Apr 4, 2020, at 6:07 PM, Alexander Nakano <theglitteryone2@...> wrote:

"Thanks." The brown rider looked pleased. "My name's K'sway. What's yours? You're a Candidate, right?" 





Re: Come, Be my Muse (ATTN Erena/Kassia)

sailyn2
 

"Me?" Kassia raised her eyebrows. "Well, sure. I mean if you'd like. But you don't need my permission. This isn't Fort. Though I wouldn't start spreading rumors or anything."


Re: Connections (ATTN: K'sway)

Steelsilver
 

"Thanks." The brown rider looked pleased. "My name's K'sway. What's yours? You're a Candidate, right?" 


Re: A Unceremonious Arrival (S'ryll/Kassia)

TrueTricia
 

Her response was not unanticipated.  He had half expected it when he gave that rank to her.  So if she was expecting him to be flustered, she was disappointed.  "Of a wing in High Reaches.  Just transferred here, as I said.  Though I expect after I talk to the Weryleader, that rank will transfer as well."  There it was, that arrogance again.  He walked towards her, his eyes not quite roving over her, but certainly took her in.  He focused on her own gaze though as he approached.  Was her lack of instant regard for his rank, albeit former, a sign of her own, or that of the difference in Arolos culture.  High Reaches, though never as hidebound as Fort had been back it its day, was still deferential to rank, and he wasn't sure how to take her behavior.  

Had he known she was a goldrider, he would have taken her hand to his lips in greeting.  But he didn't know who she was and decided a more moderate approach was called for.  He stood closer to her now, a pace apart, his stance casual, his arms crossed in front of him.  "But I didn't catch your name.  Surely a woman as lovely as yourself has a name to go along with that sunlit hair and enchanting eyes."  For that they were, and not at all the color he'd imagined.  With hair like that, he'd pictured green.  And he liked them all the more for not meeting his expectations.

Vastolth was nonplussed by the gold's comment.  }{Myself of course.  And my services.  I am here to serve you, as is my duty.  Or did you have something else in mind?  My rider has gifted flowers before, but I don't think that would suit you.}{  The tone in which he spoke was arrogant, but a different sort than his riders.  It wasn't flirtatious, but it also wasn't the same factual statement he'd made to S'ryll earlier.  Rather something in between, somewhere on that spectrum between respect, instant devotion, and desire, all based upon his own knowledge of his superiority to others.  He was one of the largest bronzes; they just couldn't, in his mind, compete absent their experience.  But once he had that, and that was just a matter of time, well then he would become the favorites of the queens as was due.  

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