Felix had come to the dining hall to eat her feelings after the rude dismissal by her person. She had a lot of feelings. Winging in with a pathetic creel, she landed on one long table and started to w

Ever since her leg had healed, Giselle had been going flat chat. First, there was the running onto the sands incident, which had meant that everybody had been pulling extra shifts and stuff because, w

It was a higgledy-piggledy panicked sort of packing, the sort of packing that you do when you haven’t got a plan beyond running. Garatt stuffed in books - books were important - and clothes without an

((Neither of you will starve as long as I am here.)) Cheironth interjected, snapping another piece of meat up as A'shran offered it, and watched the pair with whirling eyes. Only when that bit of meat

A'shran led Cheironth toward the buckets of meat, toward the other weyrlings, so overwhelmed by the entire experience that he had completely forgotten that he wasn't even supposed to technically be th

Asheran had made it onto the Sands. He had pushed his way to the center of the group as best he could, keeping his head down, throwing conspiratorially glances toward Lerian, Ronhim and Luicion, who h

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Sidyal had been held back doing more Between visualization exercises with Belleth when the Weyr shook. Her green lurched upright immediately, trumpeting her alarm and excitement, and forgot all about

"Oh, hi, Kalin!" Up alongside the guard and his wher came the fourteen year old newbie, puffing noisily from the run to catch up. Giselle's voice had been chipper and warm; her expression, however, wa

"No, I wasn't thinking about - I wasn't thinking at all, I just -" Asheran fumbled for something other to say than I was trying to stop him or I was trying to help. He felt frustration surge up in him

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 sh

Well, those words of quiet reassurance he had distantly expected went right off the ledge at the Weyrwoman's snapped questions. Asheran winced, then tucked his hands up under his arms, wedged in his a

"We didn't have any drudges on the cothold," Asheran said easily, unwilling to let something that bothered the other young man trail away like that. "Too small. But I was the youngest out of four, so

Asheran tripped along beside Kodah, saying nothing for the moment, and the shakes got progressively worse as all of that adrenaline finally faded, leaving him feeling wrung out and weak and numb. He w

"Don't discount yourself," Asheran interrupted when Ronhim mentioned, in that dreamy tone, that he thought he wasn't fit for bronze. He couldn't fathom not wanting a bronze - and not secretly thinking

The feminine sobs of Namieh may have been unmissable to the nearby Assistant Candidatemaster, but to Asheran she was still just a dumb boy who had been badly hurt, and he blamed himself. From his spot

Asheran caught himself grinning at the other beefy candidate, in a way he hoped was reassuring and inclusive and not intimidating, and glanced back out across the hatching sands again from his perch,

"I could have stopped him! I nearly had him!" Asheran shouted in helpless anger as soon as he was dropped, and felt his legs go out from under him, abruptly jellied, sealing his fate to sprawl ass ove

When the brown dragon reared up and bared his teeth, Asheran felt his blood run cold while the primitive monkey parts of his brain shrieked in mindless terror. His legs kept pumping, though, and he ke

"Well, there's two gold eggs on the sands this Turn, so I'm liking my odds," Asheran had joked to the uncomprehending boy beside him, who had only politely asked 'do you think you'll Impress this clut

Asheran sat on one of the stone bleachers in the stands and leant forward until his elbows touched his knees, studying the eggs below on the warm sands of the hatching cavern - or what of them he coul