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Re: Trying to be Subtle atten: Tamalack/Kalain

sailyn2
 

"I know," Kalain grunted. That was another problem, maybe he could distract his best friend. "We were just saving their lives and I wouldn't have it any other way."

~Lain good. Tam good. Mean two-legs. Tect Lain and Tam.~ Sleek answered


You Said This Wouldn't Happen (jp: Bl'by, N'shen)

Aaron
 

((You haven’t got to panic.)) 

Bl’by looked up from the pile of files he’d been sorting through on the floor, eyes glazing at the touch from Traynth. ((..Panic at what?)) he said warily.

The blue hesitated. ((Talith says someone is attacking--)) he admitted, and tried to sound soothing as Bl’by dropped the files he was holding. Instead he just sounded agitated. ((I said you hadn’t got to panic!))

Don’t panic. Don’t run. Don’t bolt to High Reaches even though ‘attack’ brings all sorts of images, none of them pleasant. Bl’by swallowed and then stood up very carefully and moved to tap on N’shen’s door, standing a little to one side in case the Weyrleader was already dashing out  at the news.

"You heard from Talith, I take it?" asked N'shen. From what he heard from Truenoth, a couple of Candidate boys were trying to get themselves killed. And N'shen hoped there was nothing more to it than that, but considering what had happened recently…

“Traynth says there was an attack, sir?”  Bl’by was trying to sound calm but his hands were wringing nervously, twisting around themselves.

"I think ‘attack’ might be a little bit of an overstatement. I should get to the Sands to check in, but it seems that a couple of the Candidate boys decided listening to instructions was too difficult and found out the hard way what happens if you don't," N'shen explained. That had to be all it was. Who would send boys to do something like this if it were anything more?

“..Oh.” Bl’by’s shoulders sagged in sudden relief and he pushed the pictures in his head away, trying to forget them. “No-- no one got hurt?”

"Well. I think the eggs are fine," said N'shen. "Talith and Foreth seem to have… taken care of the problem. In typical Foreth fashion, I think. And it's not fair to leave Truenoth out of it – if there had been a third such boy without a brain in his head, he would have done the same. It's hard to get Truenoth to pay attention to me; he's too focused on the eggs. But. I think they'll live."

“Oh, thank Faranth,” Bl’by said sincerely, giving a great sigh of relief at the news. “I thought-- well--” That they were coming and people were going to be hurt and bleeding and things were going to go wrong. Which was pretty much what he always thought at an alarm.

"It was my first thought as well, but it seems Talith and the others are more than ready to overreact rather than to underreact at this point. It's probably for the best, anyway," said N'shen. "Is there anything else I can do for you before I go to the Hatching Cavern?"

Bl’by shook his head. “Are-- are you likely to need me this afternoon?” Or could he go find Traynth, or maybe Cuylar or T’baran and spend an hour or two getting thoroughly distracted until the shaken mood went away.

N'shen shook his head. He could likely have found something for Bl'by to do, but there was nothing pressing, and N'shen wanted to do what he could to contribute to Bl'by's healing, not merely give him busy work.

"Feel free to take the rest of the day. I'll see you tomorrow."


Re: This Will Not Stand Att: T'ryn/M'ayen

Laura Walker
 


In spite of all the turns separating T'ryn from his own Candidacy and Weyrlinghood, that bellow still caused the bronze rider to flinch slightly.  An instinctive response to run away that had been drilled into him from abuse endured at Fort to 'bring him up to snuff'.  And, it was just that reason that T'ryn straightened himself back up, calling up every bit of dignity and authority he could muster.  He wasn't going to let his daughter be tormented as he had been, not here, not now.

So, it wasn't a meek and cowed rider that entered M'ayen's office.  It was an officious bronze rider, one who had at one point been Weyrleader, and was now a Wing leader, that walked in instead.

"Good afternoon, ACM M'ayen" T'ryn said smoothly.  "I believe I have a matter of some urgency to discuss with you."

And M'ayen had always reacted to rank. It made no difference that T'ryn was still young; he was old enough now to command respect, old enough that M'ayen himself straightened his spine and nodded to him respectfully. It was wise to stay on the right side of young bronzeriders; tomorrow you never knew who would be Weyrleader.

"Wingleader," he greeted. "Please, take a seat." Not that he had any idea what T'ryn might want. Better to be polite anyway.

 
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Re: This Will Not Stand Att: T'ryn/M'ayen

Jerzy Tobin
 

"Enter!" Some things didn't change; the bellow from inside the office was just the same as in T'ryn's Candidacy.

In spite of all the turns separating T'ryn from his own Candidacy and Weyrlinghood, that bellow still caused the bronze rider to flinch slightly.  An instinctive response to run away that had been drilled into him from abuse endured at Fort to 'bring him up to snuff'.  And, it was just that reason that T'ryn straightened himself back up, calling up every bit of dignity and authority he could muster.  He wasn't going to let his daughter be tormented as he had been, not here, not now.

So, it wasn't a meek and cowed rider that entered M'ayen's office.  It was an officious bronze rider, one who had at one point been Weyrleader, and was now a Wing leader, that walked in instead.

"Good afternoon, ACM M'ayen" T'ryn said smoothly.  "I believe I have a matter of some urgency to discuss with you."

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Re: This Will Not Stand Att: T'ryn/M'ayen

Laura Walker
 



So, after doing his best to reassure the young girl and sending her on
her way after Myholth was finished with his washing, T'ryn went in
search of M'ayen.  He figured the best place would be to start in the
ACM's office, so that was where he went.

"Enter!" Some things didn't change; the bellow from inside the office was just the same as in T'ryn's Candidacy.
 
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Re: Testing Bonds (ATTN: Trifali/Andreya)

Jessica Freise
 

"I want to hear," came the simple response, "but I also want youto know that from the news trickling down the grapevine, I'm a little unsure how I feel about you...well...not seeing the eggs."

This wasn't coming out right, Trifali felt. Collecting herself, she straightened in her seat.

"I'd like you to go first. Then maybe my explanation on why I'm here and feeling the way I feel will make more sense."

On Aug 19, 2020, at 10:15 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya was looking down at the table moving her study materials, she really needed to do better about not spreading out and taking up so much space, so she didn't see the nervous look cross Trifali's face, a look that was similar to the nerves knotting up Andreya's own stomach a bit. 

When Trifali sat down, Andreya stilled her hands and finally looked up at her sister, a look of worry and apprehension on her own face for the upcoming conversation. When Trifali finished, Andreya was quick to nod her head saying reassuringly "Of course I want to listen! And please, you don't need to apologize. I was concerned that I upset you, when I didn't join you in the Stands to see the eggs, but I...well, I suppose I wasn't sure if you needed time to think about things to approach me, or if I should approach you first. The downside of...well, not growing up together to know how each of us *wants* to be approached when we are upset." 

As Andreya's words caught up with her thoughts, her eyes widened and she quickly reassured Trifali with "Oh! I didn't mean that as if *I* was upset. I'm not at all! Oh Shells, I'm not saying this right at all." As she finished there Andreya looked distinctly embarrassed and more than a little tongue-tied, which was an unusual experience for the Harper-candidate...But this *was* also the first time she'd talked with her sister when she knew Trifali was upset and didn't want to mess this up. 

Taking a breath to recollect herself, Andreya finished with "Yes. Yes, I want to hear your thoughts...And, I know you'd already walked into the Stands before I explained to Kassia, but if you'd like and want to hear I don't mind explaining why I declined."

On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 5:40 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Trifali licked her lips, suddenly and inexplicably nervous. She had a right to feel this way, didn't she?

"I'm sorry I haven't seen you since we saw the eggs," she began as she took a seat. "I wasn't sure what... *How*... to say what I felt...feel. Faranth's egg, I'm still not sure, but I know that it's a disservice to you that I don't explain. If...if you want to listen."

On Aug 19, 2020, at 4:20 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya was, as usual, in her place in one of the study rooms, her head bent over some hides studying with Ellysetta laying across her legs and Colzar perched on the back of her chair. At the quiet question spoken in a familiar voice, Andreya's head came up to meet her sister's eyes, taking in her grave face. Straightening slowly even as she nodded, Andreya replied without sounding hesitant "Of course, Trifali." 

With that, she looked down at her table and began to shift things so that there was space for Trifali to sit down. But as she moved, her mind was racing at the possible reason why Trifali would look so grave assuming it would have something to do with when Kassia had invited them to see the eggs and she'd declined...as Trifali had not spoken to her since that day.

On Mon, Aug 17, 2020 at 6:51 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
The day after her talk with T'rif, Trifali sought out Andreya. She was not one to hide her emotions, not if she'd previously shared them. It was because of this that she knew her face looked grave when she caught up to her sister and said quietly, "Can we talk?"







Re: A Few Of My Favorite Things ((Attn: Andreya, Trifali))

Jessica Freise
 

Recalling her first night in the Weyr and her subsequent encounter with the green, Trifali smiled as she studied the pair of firelizards for a moment.

"I know what you mean," she said, referring to Andreya's comment about studying.

"If I'm not studying, I'm involved in activities. But it'll all be worth it, you know?"

On Aug 19, 2020, at 10:16 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Turning to look at Trifali as the other girl sat next to her, Andreya gave her sister a slightly embarrassed look as she replied with "Yes, I studied a bit of politics as a Harper, but this is a bit more in depth than what I've previously studied. It feels like all I've been doing lately is either assisting Kassia, which I love doing, candidate and harper lessons, or studying trying to catch up with the other candidate's knowledge. Well, aside from the Gather, and taking care of these two darlings. Ellysetta is so particular when it comes how she must be oiled *just so* that she takes almost twice as long to oil as Colzar...and she wants a bath and oiling every day even though she's not got a speck of dust on her." 

Even though the words themselves could have been taken as complaining, the tone full of affection said these were not complaints at all and were instead amusing statements to the Harper-candidate. 

On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 4:06 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"You look like you're studying hard," she observed as she sat beside the other girl. Reaching out, she flicked a page in the book and grinned irrepressibly. "Weyr politics, huh? I haven't figured out if they're fun or terror-inducing."

On Aug 19, 2020, at 3:59 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

At the question, Andreya pulled her head up from her study materials and blinked a bit as her mind had to drag itself out of Weyr politics studies and back to her surroundings. After a couple blinks, Andreya smiled at her sister and said "Of course!" With that, Andreya actually moved to shift some of the study materials a bit so they were not so spread out giving Trifali a place to sit either across from her or next to her (Trifali's choice). 

Andreya had actually not noticed that Trifali was hiding a hand behind her back, being now focused on making room for Trifali at the table she was at. 

On Mon, Aug 17, 2020 at 3:31 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Can I join you?"

Trifali asked from the doorway, one hand behind her back. In it was curled the small gift she had bought Andreya; pretty and delicate, she had thought the hair accessory would fit the girl. Her gray eyes danced with inner mischief as she waited for Andrey's answer.


On Aug 3, 2020, at 6:42 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya had been a bit shaken by the ending to the Gather, but she was back in the now familiar Candidate barracks and she'd already checked on her mom by flit to find out that her mom had made it home safely. So she was slowly relaxing again due to the routine of being a candidate with the classes, chores, studying and everything else, despite the worry she now felt toward her cousin's safety. 

It was actually in the free time hours after dinner, just a few days after the Gather, when she was studying in her favorite smaller, lesser used study room in the nook she'd claimed. Both her flits were with her because they sensed that their person was still unsettled, Ellysetta draped over Andreya's knees under the table and Colzar perched on the back of the chair she was sitting in as if he was standing sentry. 

In front of Andreya was spread out her study materials, and her head was bent over the hides with her damp hair loose and flowing over her shoulders. After her bath after dinner, instead of her candidate uniform she'd dressed in more casual, relaxed clothing very much not her typical style...an outfit that would be more likely considered loungewear with her flowy, light blouse and loose wrap skirt that hung down to her knees at its highest point in an asymmetrical hemline.

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Re: Right Place + Right Time = Loneliness (Attn: Diagir/Ziya, Tamalak/Chato)

Laurie
 

Tam nodded. At least some people understood. "Well, not everyone thinks about it like that. Look at the green--Darling Girl--she Hatched much later. But there was a rockfall and I think it may have hurried the eggs along." He bit his lip. "Some of the guys say that we broke the eggs so we could Impress whatever was inside." He was breathing heavily now, and Chato leaned against his leg and whined.

"Sorry, boy," he whispered.

~~'s OK.~~ Chato threw a glance at Ziya as if to say, "See?"

On Thu, Aug 20, 2020 at 6:25 PM Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:
"Of course I know that," Diagir replied in surprise. He'd thought the matter settled, but perhaps some of the other apprentices still gave the pair a hard time. "Besides, your case was an emergency- either you Impressed them or risk their lives. Middle-case scenario, Sleek and Chato would go feral. But they are your friends now and you're taking right good care of them by the look of your boy there."

Ziya watched the whelp thoughtfully. She still wanted to meet Sleek properly when her own gold daughter wasn't hatching. The queen remembered Sleek being there when Lustre's shell started to break and how she had driven the other off in protective jealousy. Those tendrils were fasinating and Ziya would be amiss if she didn't admit curiosity.
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Two Whers Digging in the Wood (Diagir/Diagirsk/Ziya, Any)

Ren
 

At the edge of the forest surrounding the Weyr, Diagirsk was busily digging in dirt and rocks looking for the dummy his handler had buried. It was a game of search and rescue that Diagir had devised to train his pair and so far Diagirsk was proving to be the more energetic of the two. Nearby, gold Ziya also dug for the dummy but at a more careful rate than DIagirsk. While the brown's mind told him to go down, down, down, the queen was more cautious in case the dummy was under just the next pawful of soil and rock.

Diagir stood by and watched his pair with approval. Both were right in their approach and he made note of their different styles. Either could be critical depending on the situation. If time was of the essence, then Diagirsk's powerhouse digging would be what was needed. If the debris was more fragile and liable to fall, then Ziya's careful touch would be preferred. It was like training in Crom for the mines, he thought, just with much more humidity.
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Of Sound Mind? (Attn: Torrela/Namieh)

Laurie
 

Torrela had wanted to go speak with the Candidate who endangered the eggs right away, but hadn't. Mainly because the girl had been on pain medications and if the mindhealer were going to work with her, she wanted her to at least be coherent. So she waited several days for the fog to clear, then one day peeked into the girl's--she looked at the chart, Namieh--alcove.

"Hello. Are you up for some company?" Torrela asked.


Re: Right Place + Right Time = Loneliness (Attn: Diagir/Ziya, Tamalak/Chato)

Ren
 

"Of course I know that," Diagir replied in surprise. He'd thought the matter settled, but perhaps some of the other apprentices still gave the pair a hard time. "Besides, your case was an emergency- either you Impressed them or risk their lives. Middle-case scenario, Sleek and Chato would go feral. But they are your friends now and you're taking right good care of them by the look of your boy there."

Ziya watched the whelp thoughtfully. She still wanted to meet Sleek properly when her own gold daughter wasn't hatching. The queen remembered Sleek being there when Lustre's shell started to break and how she had driven the other off in protective jealousy. Those tendrils were fasinating and Ziya would be amiss if she didn't admit curiosity.
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Re: Party: Pardon My Clumsiness attn Miacca / Ronhim

kepheren
 

His face brightened a bit at the mention of the kitchens. It was without a doubt the high point thus far of being at the Weyr. Ronhim had never eaten so well in his life! But he got a bit more sombre at the question as to where he had come from.

"Arolos Hold," he said simply.  "My job was to pick up heavy things and just do whatever they told me to..."

He shrugged a bit as his voice trailed off. It wasn't a subject he liked to talk about much.

"It's much nicer here."


Re: What Were You Thinking, Boy? ((Attn: Asheran, Kassia, ))

Jenna Cunningham
 

Asheran felt blindsided. His sorry arse? He'd just tried to stop things from escalating, had tried to help and she was yelling at him. There was a boy lying back there on the sands, maybe dead, and she was annoyed with him!

The look on his face was an unguarded mixture of dumbfounded disbelief and pained guilt. He hadn't intended to hit an egg - he never would have, he was certain of that. He would have caught up to the boy and stopped things before it got that far. No one would have - should have - gotten hurt.

"I was just trying to stop him. I wouldn't have tripped, Weyrwoman."

He didn't know what else to say. He saw that ghostly egg in his mind's eye, and thought of all those other eggs, dead on the sands, crushed under rock and rubble. He remembered how it had felt, standing there waiting for one to hatch, and waiting, and waiting.

"I was just trying to help."


Re: A Few Of My Favorite Things ((Attn: Andreya, Trifali))

Rosiegirl
 

Turning to look at Trifali as the other girl sat next to her, Andreya gave her sister a slightly embarrassed look as she replied with "Yes, I studied a bit of politics as a Harper, but this is a bit more in depth than what I've previously studied. It feels like all I've been doing lately is either assisting Kassia, which I love doing, candidate and harper lessons, or studying trying to catch up with the other candidate's knowledge. Well, aside from the Gather, and taking care of these two darlings. Ellysetta is so particular when it comes how she must be oiled *just so* that she takes almost twice as long to oil as Colzar...and she wants a bath and oiling every day even though she's not got a speck of dust on her." 

Even though the words themselves could have been taken as complaining, the tone full of affection said these were not complaints at all and were instead amusing statements to the Harper-candidate. 


On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 4:06 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"You look like you're studying hard," she observed as she sat beside the other girl. Reaching out, she flicked a page in the book and grinned irrepressibly. "Weyr politics, huh? I haven't figured out if they're fun or terror-inducing."

On Aug 19, 2020, at 3:59 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

At the question, Andreya pulled her head up from her study materials and blinked a bit as her mind had to drag itself out of Weyr politics studies and back to her surroundings. After a couple blinks, Andreya smiled at her sister and said "Of course!" With that, Andreya actually moved to shift some of the study materials a bit so they were not so spread out giving Trifali a place to sit either across from her or next to her (Trifali's choice). 

Andreya had actually not noticed that Trifali was hiding a hand behind her back, being now focused on making room for Trifali at the table she was at. 

On Mon, Aug 17, 2020 at 3:31 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
"Can I join you?"

Trifali asked from the doorway, one hand behind her back. In it was curled the small gift she had bought Andreya; pretty and delicate, she had thought the hair accessory would fit the girl. Her gray eyes danced with inner mischief as she waited for Andrey's answer.


On Aug 3, 2020, at 6:42 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya had been a bit shaken by the ending to the Gather, but she was back in the now familiar Candidate barracks and she'd already checked on her mom by flit to find out that her mom had made it home safely. So she was slowly relaxing again due to the routine of being a candidate with the classes, chores, studying and everything else, despite the worry she now felt toward her cousin's safety. 

It was actually in the free time hours after dinner, just a few days after the Gather, when she was studying in her favorite smaller, lesser used study room in the nook she'd claimed. Both her flits were with her because they sensed that their person was still unsettled, Ellysetta draped over Andreya's knees under the table and Colzar perched on the back of the chair she was sitting in as if he was standing sentry. 

In front of Andreya was spread out her study materials, and her head was bent over the hides with her damp hair loose and flowing over her shoulders. After her bath after dinner, instead of her candidate uniform she'd dressed in more casual, relaxed clothing very much not her typical style...an outfit that would be more likely considered loungewear with her flowy, light blouse and loose wrap skirt that hung down to her knees at its highest point in an asymmetrical hemline.

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Re: Testing Bonds (ATTN: Trifali/Andreya)

Rosiegirl
 

Andreya was looking down at the table moving her study materials, she really needed to do better about not spreading out and taking up so much space, so she didn't see the nervous look cross Trifali's face, a look that was similar to the nerves knotting up Andreya's own stomach a bit. 

When Trifali sat down, Andreya stilled her hands and finally looked up at her sister, a look of worry and apprehension on her own face for the upcoming conversation. When Trifali finished, Andreya was quick to nod her head saying reassuringly "Of course I want to listen! And please, you don't need to apologize. I was concerned that I upset you, when I didn't join you in the Stands to see the eggs, but I...well, I suppose I wasn't sure if you needed time to think about things to approach me, or if I should approach you first. The downside of...well, not growing up together to know how each of us *wants* to be approached when we are upset." 

As Andreya's words caught up with her thoughts, her eyes widened and she quickly reassured Trifali with "Oh! I didn't mean that as if *I* was upset. I'm not at all! Oh Shells, I'm not saying this right at all." As she finished there Andreya looked distinctly embarrassed and more than a little tongue-tied, which was an unusual experience for the Harper-candidate...But this *was* also the first time she'd talked with her sister when she knew Trifali was upset and didn't want to mess this up. 

Taking a breath to recollect herself, Andreya finished with "Yes. Yes, I want to hear your thoughts...And, I know you'd already walked into the Stands before I explained to Kassia, but if you'd like and want to hear I don't mind explaining why I declined."


On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 5:40 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
Trifali licked her lips, suddenly and inexplicably nervous. She had a right to feel this way, didn't she?

"I'm sorry I haven't seen you since we saw the eggs," she began as she took a seat. "I wasn't sure what... *How*... to say what I felt...feel. Faranth's egg, I'm still not sure, but I know that it's a disservice to you that I don't explain. If...if you want to listen."

On Aug 19, 2020, at 4:20 PM, Rosiegirl <rosiegirl872@...> wrote:

Andreya was, as usual, in her place in one of the study rooms, her head bent over some hides studying with Ellysetta laying across her legs and Colzar perched on the back of her chair. At the quiet question spoken in a familiar voice, Andreya's head came up to meet her sister's eyes, taking in her grave face. Straightening slowly even as she nodded, Andreya replied without sounding hesitant "Of course, Trifali." 

With that, she looked down at her table and began to shift things so that there was space for Trifali to sit down. But as she moved, her mind was racing at the possible reason why Trifali would look so grave assuming it would have something to do with when Kassia had invited them to see the eggs and she'd declined...as Trifali had not spoken to her since that day.

On Mon, Aug 17, 2020 at 6:51 PM Jessica Freise <loriendarenya@...> wrote:
The day after her talk with T'rif, Trifali sought out Andreya. She was not one to hide her emotions, not if she'd previously shared them. It was because of this that she knew her face looked grave when she caught up to her sister and said quietly, "Can we talk?"




Re: Trying to be Subtle atten: Tamalack/Kalain

Laurie
 

"Yeah. You worry, I just go all silent and broody," Tamalak said with a hint of bitterness. He watched the two whers playing on the floor, their tails wrapping around each other. 

It didn't look like anyone else was in the barracks, but he lowered his voice anyway. "I'm tired of being...shunned, I guess. If I didn't have you, I'd go crazy here." Of course, if he and Kalain didn't have each other, they probably wouldn't have discovered the tunnelwhers and accidentally Impressed them. "I was cleaning cages with some of the others today, and they totally ignored me. I hated that."

~~Other two-legs make Tam sad. 'lain is best friend. Is good.~~ Chato told Sleek.


On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 7:47 PM sailyn2 <empressoftheworld@...> wrote:

Kalain's surprise was overridden by a loud "oof" as he suddenly had two whers on his lap. "Off, get off!" He pushed at Sleak.

~Lain no fun~ Sleak said, sliding off with Kato and then starting to tussle with him on the floor next to the bed. Her tail whipped up and knocked over some things on the bedside table.

"Sleak, be careful!"

~See, Lain no fun~ she pretended to pout but was a bit more careful as they played.

Kalain turned back to Tam. "Yeah, I uh, was just thinking. You know, worrying like I do."


Re: Right Place + Right Time = Loneliness (Attn: Diagir/Ziya, Tamalak/Chato)

Laurie
 

"Yeah. I've talked to my sister some, about what it was like to Impress a dragon. It sounds the same, but with a dragon even more intense." He reached down and scratched Chato's head. Chato, in turn, wrapped a tendril around his finger. Tamalak basked in the love, then reluctantly removed his hand.

"You know that Kalain and I didn't plan on Impressing, don't you?" he blurted.

~~Chato 'tect Tam, Ziya 'tect 'gir, Sleek 'tect 'lain. All is well,~~ Chato said, then lifted a forefoot to clean between the toes. He couldn't help it, he loved to dig, but it made his feet dirty. So he had to clean them.

On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 7:38 PM Ren <wingedadrian@...> wrote:
"You're allowed to think whatever you'd like," Diagir gently adminished. "You handled his reaction and kept your wher in line, so that's what matters. Chato's looking well and so are you. Though you're entirely right about it being hard to keep your thoughts separate from an Impressed wher's. They're part of your mind and know everything about it."

{Hm, Chato good then,} Ziya decided with a snort. {'tect best job wher do. Ziya 'tect 'gir.}
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Re: Guess Where I Was Yesterday? (Attn: Dytha/Mendl)

Laurie
 

Mendl wished she could give Dytha something to help her, but she knew there was only so much anyone could do. She was a couple Turns younger than her friend, so figured that anything that could be tried already had been tried. Though there were some of the medicinal plants from Old Sef...

"Fascinating. She gets really uncomfortable at first, and then pushes, just like a human would. But there are a bunch of them, and some are bigger than others so harder to push out. It didn't seem like it hurt...until the gold egg. But then, she was pretty exhausted by then."

On Wed, Aug 19, 2020 at 4:46 PM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
"Rather you than me, I think!" Dytha said with a laugh. "I always find myself feeling I need eyes in the back of my head whenever we do anything with the ranking dragons. Maybe that's why I like eggs so much!" She shifted in her seat a little, clearly trying to make herself comfortable and her face grimaced slightly, the only response to the family stab of pain that cheerfully told Dytha she had managed to pop another lesion open. She was soaking her feet tonight if it killed her. 

Mendl got a playful wrinkle of her nose in reply to her jest. "No, I didn't have visitors. R'bor is currently drowning in paperwork. Besides, I know how to deal with it. I don't like to see him worrying. That and I like swearing to myself when no one can hear me." The twinkle of good humour was tainted by the tiredness in her features, already it had been interfering with her sleep and reluctantly, she knew that soon she would have to speak to the Healers about getting her nightly dose of fellis tea.

"So go on then, what was it like to actually see a dragon laying?" 

On Sun, Aug 2, 2020 at 1:10 AM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
"Actually, no. I'm not going to go as far as to say Foreth likes me, but she seems to tolerate me better than any of the other apprentices." She shrugged. "Maybe she respects the fact that I'm not afraid of her? I don't know. All I know is, she asked for me!" Mendl did a little hop-skip at that.

"So, I got to watch. And wait. With the Weyrwoman. Which was kind of uncomfortable at first, but in the end, it really wasn't too bad." She felt bad for going on about her good luck, not dreaming that no one else would view it that way.  

"I'm sorry to hear your feet were bad. Did you have any visitors?" She waggled her brows.

On Tue, Jul 28, 2020 at 4:27 AM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
Dytha frowned a little in mild confusion as though a sentence had been skipped somewhere. "Having trouble? You mean with the clutching?" She had known that Mendl had been assisting in the recovery of the gold's recent leg injury. Rather Mendl than her, to be honest. Something about Foreth made Dytha feel she needed eyes in the back of her head. Listening carefully to her friend, it took Dytha a moment to put it all together. "Wait, she asked for you to come to the Sands by name? Jumping flits, weren't you afraid you'd get eaten?!" Dytha chuckled with amusement but it was more influenced by the starstruck expression on her friend's face.

On Sat, Jul 25, 2020 at 3:24 PM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
"We-ell," Mendl said, drawing the word out, but she couldn't take it anymore. 

"Foreth was having trouble, and you know how I've been taking care of her leg? Well, she told Kassia--I mean, the Weyrwoman--that if any healer-types were going to be in there, it was to be me." She beamed. Not only did the most powerful dragon in the Weyr like her, she asked for her. Specifically. And Mendl was having trouble just getting over that little fact.

On Sat, Jul 25, 2020 at 5:29 AM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
Immediately Dytha could tell that something was going on. With an expression of mild bemusement, she glanced at Mendl, her lips curling slowly. "Unfortunately I gave it a miss. Chose a night of feet up and some fellis tea over trying to dance." She turned in her seat to face the Candidate, saying nothing for a moment as she inspected the girl, taking in her entire demeanour. "However I get the distinct impression that you're not actually remotely interested in the party." It wasn't an accusation, not the way the blue eyes twinkled. "And you're bouncing like you've been swimming in klah. You don't bounce. Ever."

Of course, she could completely appreciate that it was entirely possible that the girl was just over the moon with the news and for a moment, Dytha almost wished that she had had that experience herself but quickly shushed it. It was like wondering what it was like to feel the sun on your face for the first time after already having gotten used to it for turns.

On Sat, Jul 25, 2020 at 12:33 AM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
"Oh, there you are!" Mendl chirped, peeking into the prep room. She'd already tried several others, but the dragon Infirmary wasn't that big.

Okay, it was. At least, the enclaves where they kept the sick dragons were. And the outside-facing rooms that dragons could come into, if need be. Inclement weather was a way of life and neither human nor draconic wanted to be looked at in the cold, or wind, or rain.

She bounced into the room and pulled up a seat. Since Mendle had never bounced, or chirped, in her life, anyone who knew her would know something was up. She grabbed a few small, empty jars and began filling them with powdered willowbark. "So," she said casually, "how was the party?"


On Fri, Jul 24, 2020 at 10:48 AM Nutmeg <nutmeg.witch@...> wrote:
It was hard not to feel the undertones of excitement that were trickling about the Weyr. Even Ponth was curious, demanding to know how ONE gold could have TWO gold eggs. It just didn't happen! She had started shift early that morning and with her feet playing up, had been set to dispensing assorted treatments and salves into bottles and jars. That way she could keep the weight off her feet and still be doing something productive.

She was tucked in one of the small prep rooms off the Infirmary, carefully measuring out the amounts she needed and funnelling them carefully into the jars. Oddly, she found the astringent smell about her to be rather comforting, making a mental note to keep one of the jars of numbweed to one side to be signed out for herself. She wasn't quite at the point of needing her crutch, but the dull and constant ache in her legs was somewhat alleviated by not spending the day running around.

On Mon, Jul 20, 2020 at 11:47 PM Laurie <Laurie.Lynne@...> wrote:
Mendl got back to the Candidate Barracks tired, dirty...and elated. She would happily miss every party in the future if she got to experience this type of thing every time. Imagine! She saw all of Foreth's eggs laid. She saw the two gold eggs! She got to hold (well, briefly) one of the two gold eggs. 

Granted, she wouldn't wish this on Foreth ever again, but, well, shards and shells! 

She went into the bathing pool in the Barracks to wash off the dirt and fluids. She felt so grubby, but she didn't care. 

The pool in the Candidate Barracks was always the perfect temperature, but when Mendl fell asleep and fell under the water, spluttering her way back to air, she decided it was time to sleep. Some candidates were quietly talking; some were still at the party. She just wanted to go to bed.

*****
The next morning, the first thing she did was seek out Dytha. Her friend had to be dying to know what Mendl experienced!



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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!



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Re: Trying to be Subtle atten: Tamalack/Kalain

sailyn2
 

Kalain's surprise was overridden by a loud "oof" as he suddenly had two whers on his lap. "Off, get off!" He pushed at Sleak.

~Lain no fun~ Sleak said, sliding off with Kato and then starting to tussle with him on the floor next to the bed. Her tail whipped up and knocked over some things on the bedside table.

"Sleak, be careful!"

~See, Lain no fun~ she pretended to pout but was a bit more careful as they played.

Kalain turned back to Tam. "Yeah, I uh, was just thinking. You know, worrying like I do."


Re: Right Place + Right Time = Loneliness (Attn: Diagir/Ziya, Tamalak/Chato)

Ren
 

"You're allowed to think whatever you'd like," Diagir gently adminished. "You handled his reaction and kept your wher in line, so that's what matters. Chato's looking well and so are you. Though you're entirely right about it being hard to keep your thoughts separate from an Impressed wher's. They're part of your mind and know everything about it."

{Hm, Chato good then,} Ziya decided with a snort. {'tect best job wher do. Ziya 'tect 'gir.}
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