"Needs to be here. This guy is going to need to be in the Infi--" Cremsden broke off to throw his weight into holding the man down, stopping any attempt to sit up to pursue the argument further. "Lie

"Dunno what happened. Shout went up for a Healer and I get here to find everyone's bleeding." Cremsden's eyes were on his work as he spoke, already starting to look as though he himself had been in a

"Sit on the floor and raise your arm above your head," Cremsden ordered, his voice terse. "Slow down blood loss -- you, the fellow in green, go find a Healer tent would you?" He bent over the man on t

You never just got a day off, even at a Gather. Someone yelled for a Healer, somewhere in the crowd, and Cremsden turned towards the shout automatically. Could be anything -- someone fainting in the c

It had been an interesting flight. It left Bl’by with a nagging need to talk to someone. He ran through the options while he was getting himself clean afterwards. Traynth? Bad idea after Eilid. The bl

Pride warmed C'fan at the confirmation. Of course it'd been a good flight- he didn't do bad ones (except for that one with that bratty girl back in Fort, Thread take her). The bronzerider was surprise

"Traynth's happy." And if there was a space in the conversation Bl'by was happy enough to fill it. There was a warm friendly body next to his and beyond that details didn't really matter. He stretched

“Good flight,” Bl’by confirmed. C’fan looked vaguely familiar but he couldn’t recall why and in that moment of contentment with the world didn’t care. He seemed friendly if he was bringing hot drinks

The warmth at his back shifted and Bl'by stretched and rolled to see who it was, arching his back for a minute and stretching his arms above his head. The flight was over but the fuzzy feelings of con

"Eh, don't look so down, lad." That was addressed to the firelizard rather than the boy, and Cremsden offered a cautious hand with a treat on it -- the white interweaving of old scars over the fingers

"Good girl then, good girl," Garatt petted her, and turned his attention to the tunnel snake. Which.. was still moving. "Urgh." He stared at it a minute, then moved to gently shoo the cat back from it

Garatt had indeed listened enough in those lessons and his eyes went wide and round. "Not-- not the Weyrwoman Cathern?" Because obviously important people were far too busy for mucking around on runne

"Oh. I uh." Garatt glanced down at himself as though his comfortable stable clothes might have somehow turned back to Candidate uniform. No. Thankfully, he was still him. "I'm.. not really a Candidate

((No. Come hunt.)) Tyren was alert now, every sense straining for the hint of that thing, sniffing at the air for more of a clue as to direction. And then he was off, no longer playing, no longer payi

"I got him to come!" Garatt was too pleased with himself to remember to be shy, still beaming as he tied the leadrope securely and then -- rather incautiously -- moved to pat Midnight's shoulder, perh

"It's like asking a dragon to leave a runner alone, isn't it? They'll probably do it, but neither of them are going to be particularly happy, and the consequences if they give in aren't worth the risk

Bl'by laughed, and sounded much more like the man she'd danced with than the shy formal one he'd turned into when he found out who she was. "Isn't it though? I'd forgotten what is was like to go for a

"Ach, he's fine." Bl'by was more than up for wrestling with the young wher. The owner he might have been nervous around, but Pochi was just fine and he spent a happy minute or so greeting Pochi with a

She wasn't the only one enjoying the lack of heat. Between having tentative permission to return to drills and the change in the weather Bl'by was feeling positively bouncy and full of energy in a way

Cremsden wasn't really working. If he had been, he wouldn't have had Arden with him, the baby cradled carefully in one arm. No, he was offshift and hovering over a pot that was where the klah pot used