Shadis meets a new...strangely pink...yet awfully cute, friend.
Candidate's Barracks
Long and low, this large room angles back into the mountain in a near-perfect rectangle, devoid of windows and hearth. A functional room -- all black volcanic rock and simple earthen tapestries, there is nothing but stark simplicity in the seemingly endless rows of cots that scatter back into the shadows. A small clothespress sits at the end of each puce-covered bed -- yes, puce. Every cot sports a rather gaudy and obnoxiously purple cotton coverlet, leftovers from PranksPast. Boys to the right, girls to the left. Enjoy.
Hanging out on a long wooden shelf on the wall are ten firelizards.
You see Rhaeyn's Rickety Raspberry Rumpled Cot, Dru's Dependable Den of Dahlias, Nadine's Neat Narrow Niche Cot, Thistia's Cozy Cluttered Comfy Cot, Ajala's Ghetto Pad, Twinky McTwink the Klahbark tree, Oze's Hammock of Doom, Kaefe's Cot, Larix's Cookie Dome, Khris's Ghastly Gargantuan Grape Garret, Lauria's Cot Worth Athousand Words, Yazzy's Cut Loose Cot, Pendren's Prestigeous Plethera of Pillows Cot, Yuri's Refuge, Shadi's Pad of Comfort, Lexia's Cot, Ashlee, and Narika here.
You notice Ozeunzi, Yasmine, Lexia, Khristeen, and Pendren asleep here.
Drutoley, Thistia, Lauria, Kaefe, Rhaeyn, and Yuri are here.
Obvious exits:
Caverns
Shadis yawns, stealing into the barracks for a short nap in place of his midday meal. He's still jittery about the whole "search, impress" deal, and because of that he hadn't slept very well that night. A nap would be incredibly benificial.
For some reason, Yuri is sitting on Shadis' cot instead of her own, toying with something suspiciously pink, and fluffy, and looking like she's trying very hard to repress a lot of giggles.
Thistia is involved in a favorite pasttime: napping. At a soft sound, she rolls over, blinking sleepily and turning over in her cot to look over at Yuri. "Whassat?" she asks blurrily.
Shadis yawns, covering his mouth with his hand and stretching his body backwards as he walks. The fact that someone is on /his/ cot is not likely to be recognized until the person is squished beneath him, and if that person does not move, they likely are going to be squished. Shadis is extremely dense about stuff, you know.
Yuri eyes the approaching Shadis warily. Ehhe. In as sing-song a tone as she can manage, she attempts to get his attention. "Oh, Shadis..." The pink fluffy object is held up in the air, and waved around a few times. And, how cute, it even jingles as it moves.
Little Stuffed Dolphin
This little stuffed dolphin, unlike its living counterparts, is all resplendent in hues of pink. Mottled pools of rose coalesce around the black button-eyes, fading to an muted almost-white hue near belly, which is a pristine, if somewhat bedraggled, white. Near the fins, the pink flares up once more to an almost reddish color, with just that slight hint of purple shadows. Stuffed full of soft materials and completely huggable, it shows some signs of age, noticeable threadbare patches on the belly serving as a testament to the love showered on it, The dorsal fin is floppy, and tends to droop over to one side, and the tailfins fare only slightly better, spreading in a scalloped shape tinged with grey. In its mouth it holds a tiny stuffed toy of a fish, marked boldy with the name of its owner, 'Shadis'.
Yasmine rolls over on her cot, the young girl not asleep, just being a bit on the lazy side. Why get up when all the chores are done? "Shells... 'm bored.." She announces after a while of prolonged silence. The other candidates are eyed up as she crosses her arms across her chest. "Wha' 'zactly are y'all up t'? Anything in'tresting o' wha'ever?" At this moment, the Keroonian could find amusement with cleaning out the stables.
Shadis blinks, flicking his bright green eyes around the room for the location of the voice. "Oh, yes..." He responds tiredly, half-mimicking the sing song tone. "What?" He asks simply.
An impertinent chuckle, and Yuri slips off his cot, prancing over to wave said pinktoy in front of him... or as near him and right in his face as she can get. "/This/ came for you, by way of one of the messengers..." Jinglejingle. Flop. Bright amusement twinkles in her eyes, after all, how often do you see a guy with a bright pink stuffed toy?
"What /is/ that?" Shadis asks, staring bleary-eyed at the toy. Maybe it's not the lack of sleep so much as the larger-than-normal amount of sleep that's throwing him off. Either way, he's completely confused. "It's /pink/. It can't be mine." He mumbles, still moving for his cot.
"Oh, but it is." The quick reassurance, or lack of it, is mouthed. "There's even a note with it" - and she points to the small note looped with thread around the tail. "Messenger was pretty specific that it was for you." And she moves to put herself in between him and his cot.
Shadis frowns, pausing when Yuri inserts herself into his path. "Let me see it." Shadis extends his hands, reaching for the plushie from Yuri. "Why would someone send me a pink... a pink whatever that is." No, Shadis still hasn't bothered to look closely at them.
"How would I know? It sure is /cute/, though." And with a few finally release giggles, Yuri shrugs, and then proceeds to toss the dolphin at Shadis, before retreating to the safety of her cot. "There, see for yourself."
Shadis catches the dolphin quickly before glaring down at it thoughtfully. "It's a pink dolphin.../plush/." Sighing, Shadis rolls his eyes and pulls at the note attached to it. "Wonder what it says...."
All references to worlds and characters based on Anne McCaffrey's fiction are © Anne McCaffrey 1967, 2000, all rights
reserved, and used by permission of the author.
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