Streaking, woo!
Main Beach
The beach here is of a fine, glittering black sand... volcanic sand,
remnants of a long-past eruption. The beach is fairly wide, which is a
good thing since many of the Weyr's dragons like to come here and
lounge in the sun. The crystal blue waters of the ocean roll up in gentle
hissing waves on the shoreline, sometimes leaving shells or other
treasures from the sea in their wake. On the north and south ends of the
beach, the cliff from the plateau retreats into the forest, and trees
flank the beaches.
It is an autumn midmorning.
Out on the pier, you see one ship.
To the south, you see a Brown dragon.
Curled up in the sand are ten firelizards.
Brown Xylyth, green Alishath, bronze Aboleoth, and bronze Bydelth are
here.
You see Sandball Net here.
You notice Blyss, Lib, and B'ane asleep here.
N'ano and Shayla are here.
Obvious exits:
Plateau Hillside Path North Beach Pier Water South
Beach
Shayla
Deep blue eyes with some flecks of green in them stand out from this
young lady's face. A few stray strands of curly auburnish color hair
come out from a tight braid that will keep her hair out of her face while
she is working. The braid falls down to about her hips, so it's
probably longer than that out of the braid. Her face is round with thin
lips and a small, finely shaped nose. Standing at a medium height, maybe
5'6 or so, this girl is petite, yet she hides most of her inner
strength.
A long skirt bites at the ankles of this young woman made of a brown
cloth material. A pair of worn, yet comfortable, sturdy sandals peek out
from beneath the skirt. Wrapped around the skirt and her waist is a
belt made of a dark brown leather. At top of this woman, a white tunic
closely follows the contures of her body.
Purple and ivory cords twist together leading off into a single loop
and long tail, showing her to be a Healer Journeyman.
She is an adult of about 30. She is awake and looks alert.
Shadis
Tall and lean, Shadi is well-grown for his Turns. He's slightly built,
and nicely tanned from countless hours in the sun. Semi-athletic by
nature, Shadis enjoys spending time outdoors, running, swimming and
sailing races with his friends and brother. His shoulder-length wavy dark
hair is a cross between blond and brown, but looks more like tarnished
gold than anything else, the sun having bleached his brown hair to this
unusual color. Blending well with his hair and skin-tone, Shadis has
vivid green eyes the color of fresh cut grass, which take in everything at
once.
Tamed hair compliments the niceness of his clothing for such an
occasion. A clean, neatly pressed shirt of cloth in a medium blue covers his
chest cleanly, giving him a look more suited for a gatherday than a day
around the crafthall. Smooth britches in a deep tan spread down past
his knees, ending loosely about mid-calf, only to be topped off... Or is
it bottomed off?... by a pair of brown hide sandals.
He is wearing a silver and gold braided chain Dolphincraft bracelet
with the Senior Apprentice charm.
He is a young adult of about 22. He is awake and looks alert.
Shayla looks down at her garb, "And what's wrong with it? You're a man,
what do you know about clothes?" Shay's eyes look around, "Looks to be
a nice place, that's for sure. I could see myself here."
"They're around... 'course, Shadis!" N'ano greets, beckoning the
candidate over, "What's up? Where's the rest of your crew?" Turning back
towards Shayla, N'ano again, gives her a look-over, "Well, I know what guys
like..." he grins, rubbing his chin. "The tunic's nice, at least..."
Shayla shakes her head and replies with her usual acid tounge, "Well
then maybe /you/ should find some decent clothing for me."
Shadis grins at N'ano, though his cheeks turn slightly red. Dear
Faranth... Say he's not going to blush everytime he's around N'ano now.
That'd be ridiculous. "Mornin', N'ano. What crew? The candies? Most are
trying to clean themselves... But I went into the baths early this
mornin.'" N'ano knows what guys like? Really? Is that possible? Do /guys/ even
know what /guys/ like? Shadis eyes the girl...errr... woman, taking in
her outfit with a shrug. It may not be Shimmer's elegant dresses, but
he thinks it looks fine.
"If you think that I'd be good at that--" N'ano laughs mischievously,
"Then you'd be wearin' a skimpy bikini." Oooh yeah. "'n if you really
want one, well, I'm sure I could find one somewhere... 'n you really
should wear one just to work on that tan of yours." Turning back to Shadis,
he nods quickly, "Aye, the candies..." he trails off, listening to his
short explanation. "What do you think--guy worthy?" he jokes, motioning
towards Shayla, "I'm tryin' to hook her up with someone." Not Shadis,
of course.
Shayla looks down at herself.....a skimpy bikini....hmm....and a tan?
Definitely seeing that in her near future....
Skimpy bikinis? Shadi likes them. Not on himself, certainly, but on
females. Shadis might be a bit young for Shayla, but who knows? Maybe he
likes older women. A critical green eye is cast over the journeywoman
and he smiles slowly. "Looks it, N'ano. Of course, she might appeal to a
woman..." Yes. Two women. Woot.
"... let me see what I can find for you, eh?" Oooh, he's gonna make her
change right on the beach? Why not. Everyone does, right? Anywho, he
takes off up the hill, returning a few minutes later, "Got one! Looks
'bout your size... go try it on!" Don't worry, N'ano'll watch for her
protection. O_O
But who trusts N'ano?? Not Shayla! She takes the bikini(wow, when he
said skimpy, he meant /skimpy/) and runs into the forest, being sure to
hide behind a large tree. No man eyes on her naked body....not yet
anyway. Anyway, in a short time, she re-emerges from the forest, showing off
her full figure in the bikini. She slowly returns, making sure nothing
unwanted pops out, walking towards the guys. She stops in front of
them, "Well.....?"
Shadis frowns softly, a cross between a pout and a grin, and he shakes
his head. Sigh. "That was a cheap trick. Not fair." Of course, he still
gets to see most of it when she comes back in the tiny bathing suit.
With a wicked grin, Shadis makes a point of checking the healer out and
whistling. No, Shadis is not evil.. He's just following N'ano's lead.
Someone made a large mistake in allowing Shadis near N'ano. He's learning
quickly from the weyrleader... A very bad thing with Shadis being the
way he is.
N'ano just stares, "Shards woman. If I wasn't weyrmated right now
I'd--" well, he'll keep that information disclosed right now. "I'll just say
you're /hot/." She's on fire! "I mean, really really hot." And yes,
he's still oogling and staring. Give him a few minutes. Maybe he'll snap
out of it.
Shayla beams widely, giving her long hair a toss back and shifting her
position to better show off her body. She loves making guys drool.
"Really? Well let's just hope that other guys share both of
your...excitement....about the bikini."
Shadis grins, giving a nod in Shayla's direction. "I'll bet they will."
Even if he doesn't look foolish oogling her, he certainly feels like it
with the huge grin on his lips. Moving forward, he extends a hand,
still watching the healer with his grass green eyes. "Ma'am, I'm Shadis
from the dolphinhall." Announcing oneself as a candidate still feels
weird, especially since he might be forced to leave that position by the
mindhealer.
"Yeah, let's hope so!" Or N'ano'll have to take her home for dessert.
Y'know, cobbler and fruit juice... in the caverns. Ahem. Grinning
widely, N'ano just nods his head before wandering towards his rucksack by the
sand, yanking off his own tunic and pants. Don't worry folks, he's got
swimming trunks on underneath. No nekkid N'ano. "We should get 'nother
round of sandball..." Why? Think about all those women bouncing around
in skimpy bikinis... a guys own paradise! Well, for most guys, anyway.
Shayla extends her own hand toward Shadis, "Shayla, Healer
Journeywoman." Well she met a guy....even if he's young she still met one. Eyes
turn toward N'ano, "I don't know about you, but I'd rather just lay here
and tan in this beautiful sun."
Shadis grins, nodding as Shayla lays out in the sun. "Well, N'ano,
where'd you find this one?" He quesitons, giving the male rider a look
speaking volumes. Mainly, though, is the message, "Man she's hot!" Shadis
doesn't happen to have his pack on him, but his clothing is duly shedded
to his own swim trunks, (he did come here for a reason, you know!) and
piled up on the sand.
Public Bathing Chamber
Steam billows, shrouding the many glow-baskets that line the low,
tunnel-filled walls or swing down over the variable heated pools of clean
water; light dances, lithe and sharp, defining the racks of freshly
washed clothes yet to dry, or the tangle of muddled bundles yet to be
washed. Shadows play over the large cupboard that holds fresh towels of
orange and black, and a variety of bathing items including a vast array of
sea-sponges from pumice hard to gentle softness.
Obvious exits:
Pool Inner Caverns
You go to the Bathing Pool.
Bathing Pool
This is the perfect temperture for bathing, not too hot or cold, just
right. The water slowly flows past so the water is always clean and
crystal clear. Glow light allows for you to see the beautiful onyx floor
with veins of gold, silver and clear quartz.
Pendren, Rhaeyn, Lexia, Ajala, and Nadine are here.
Obvious exits:
Out
Nadine
Sensual lips, deep brown angled eyes, a round chin, and a slightly
squashed, wide nose adorn her ovalish face. Smooth black hair is usually
tied into a braid that hangs down her back just to the shoulder blades.
Her figure is slim, her proportions generous, and she carries herself to
show she knows it. Her complexion is tanned and smooth, the kind
achieved after weeks of careful sunbathing, but it's dark enough to appear
that her skin would be more than tanned even without the sun. She's of
the sort that could be considered attractive, though she's often covered
in dust or dirt.
She sports muddy brown calf-high boots that cover loose tan pants over
Nadine's legs, held up by a small, thin belt around her waist. A pouch
sewn onto one side hangs as though something of weight is in it. A
tough wher-hide vest is worn over a red v-necked blouse with sleeves to the
elbows in a shade that matches the tie holding Nadine's hair in a
braid.
A blue firelizard is perched on her shoulder.
On her shoulder is a double-corded, single loop, orange and white knot
with a small tail and a tassle, signifying her employment at Ista Hold
as a messenger. Shoved next to it and crudely tied to the messenger
knot to keep it on her shoulder is a second knot of dirty white, showing
her to be a Candidate.
She is a young adult of about 21. She is awake, but seems rather
distracted.
Rhaeyn
A young man, he stands at a fairly average height for one his age.
Proportionally, though, he's rather long and lanky-limbed, like the boy's
extremities hit a teenage growth spurt that didn't stop to let the rest
of his body catch up. Glossy ash-brown hair sweeps in a thickly messy
fashion from a center part, chin length strands emphasizing the sharply
angular line of his jaw. Short 'lashed eyes of a blue-tinted grey
contrast well with his hair, as does freckle-free pale skin that looks like
it runs the risk of burning in minutes. Indeed, a pale pink tint
crosses over high cheekbones and the bridge of a rather long, straight nose.
Slightly sun chapped lips are perhaps darker pink than normal, their
line thin but expressive. His fine-boned hands seem well cared for,
despite evidence of recently nibbled nails.
Carefully arranged clothing gives him a neat, well-presented
appearance. A short-sleeved, lightly clinging button-down tunic clads him in
dusky cadet blue, the linen material giving some striated patterns to the
dye. Well-sized khaki-creme canvas trousers are belted beneath, ankle
hems just resting atop flat brown shoes - the kind that rarely see
travel. Barely visible beneath the tunic's v-neck is a woven fiber necklace,
strung with three small cockleshells at his throat. One slim wrist also
bears what appears to be an umber leather thong, knotted to either side
of a round jade bead.
Simple white, twisted into a knot, perched on his shoulder: Candidate?
He is a teenager of about 17. He is awake, but seems rather distracted.
N'ano
Klah tints the closely cropped locks, which tend toward lying parallel
to his scalp and end near the top of N'ano's forehead with a wavy flip.
Cerulean the shade of the ocean on a clear summer day tints genial
eyes, provocative with sincerity, contributing to an appealing guise,
arched by ebony brows. Any quirk in his mouth reveals a pair of dimples
within his facial structure, adding to a mischievous, almost juvenile
demeanor. Time spent under Rukbat's relentless rays have browned his frame
of roughly six feet in height. The bulk of his muscle is borne in his
well-defined shoulders, arms and chest, though lanky sinew trails from
his slim waist down his legs to his feet.
Shirtless, his bronzened bare-chest glistens in the sun, stretching to
his hips where swimming trunks make their form in simple black. Trunks
stop just above his knees whereas the rest of his legs are bare, right
down to his feet. A simple tarnished chain continues to hang loosely
around his neck, obviously a keepsake.
He is a young adult of about 27. He is awake and looks alert.
N'ano has no apparent threadscoring.
Lexia
With a light step and radiant presence, Lexia's glistening mahogany
eyes sparkle and dance to portray each emotion with the skill of a
starlet; chestnut locks, streaked with auburn and tawny highlights, seem
eternally to fall into perfect ringlets that cascade and tumble to the small
of her back with delightful nonchalance. Hints of mortal flaw cross her
cherubic cheeks and upturned nose in the form of freckles, faded since
youth but still apparent to those who come near. Roseate lips curl
above a firm chin and slender neck, bottom lip eternally jut forth into a
pout. Body is lithe and lean, legs gifting her with paternally endowed
height, a bit taller than girls her age, and just beginning to shape
into an attractive curvature.
A wispy saffron dress, bright as a ray of sunshine glistening on the
ocean waves, clings to the young Smithlette's blossomed form, showing off
everything but revealing nothing all at once. Spaghetti-like straps
keep the attir up, tying into tiny bows at a flat but deep neckline,
showing svelte collarbone and a hint of cleavage. Fabric falls in sheer
waves along her newly formed swell of hips to just above her knees, the hem
jagged and atristically torn into pointed shreds. Matching sandals
adorn her feet, daffodil leather crossing between toes and slinging around
her heel. Taut ringlets are tied half up, half down, allowing her
classic bounce while keeping it out of her face, save a few strands.
Occasionally, some tropical flower or another can be found tucked behind her
ear.
Lexia wears the knot of a Smith Apprentice.
She is a teenager of about 16. She is awake, but seems rather
distracted.
Ajala is a tad disappointed to find that Rhaeyn isn't playing into her
clutches quite as easily as Lexia is into Pendren's, but that can all
be remedied. She hears Pendren's comment, but she's already two steps
ahead of him. A sultry gaze is bestowed upon Rhaeyn, who is in over his
head now, and her arms slip up over his chest as her lips approach his.
A soft breath escapes her, followed by a murmured, unintelligble,
flirtatious comment, and then her mouth meets his, however unwilling he may
be. The brush of lips is brief and the smile afterwards is content.
Beat /that/.
Nadine steps innocently into the baths, all set to hop in and get nice
and clean, and--gasp! She jerks to a stop as she sees who's in the
pool, or rather what they're doing, then grins widely and waves, more to
catch their attention than to greet. "Hi. Mind if I join you guys? You
seem to be enjoying yourselves so much..." She trails off, expectantly
awaiting a reaction.
"Oh, really?" Lexia purrs, voice dropping a good octave and slithering
like a tunnelsnake through the cellars. "Well, then, I simply must find
out." And with that, fingers do perhaps stop massaging, only moving
around to brush along his sides... his abdomen... and beneath the water
ambiguously. Perhaps she's not really doing anything, but the water is a
good way to make things ambiguous. Earlobe is nipped, nibbled, then
lightly suckled on as she mmms, eyes going half lidded. "You /do/ taste as
good as you smell." Nadine, however, is cast a wink as she nods. "Oh,
do join... you should taste Pendren, here. It's really quite
spectacular." Get yourself a nibble.
"I can't 'lieve she didn't wanna come to the baths--bound to find a
gu--hello," N'ano stops in his tracks after breaking his attention from
Shadis as they enter the pool area, and then eyes all the other candies.
Eee. Nekkid ones doing naughty things, too. He'll just keep his
comments to himself and pretend he didn't see that. "Mmm..." is emitted ever
so quietly as he settles into the pool somewhat across from the others,
his attention focused upon the ceiling, however.
Rhaeyn is giving incredulous looks to Pendren over Ajala's shoulder, at
least until the girl turns around, and then he's all polite and
chivalrous innocence. Gleam. Wait - is she.. she's going to kiss him. Uh
oh. "Um." Yeah, that's about all he gets out in response to that flirty
murmur, before he's been smooched. Heh. Don't mind the dopey grin,
which lasts until N'ano's voice is heard. Oh Faranth. Oh shells.
Warning sirens go off in his head. He's so going to get in trouble, isn't
he?
Pendren just /watches/ as Ajala goes and kisses his best buddy in the
candidate class thus far. She just /kissed/ Rhaeyn, Rhaeyn and Ajala
have kissed! Nose wrinkles in extreme disgust and Nadine and N'ano are no
where near registering at present. No, this is a war, see? And he has
to /win/. All this lookin over his shoulder nonsense is quickly put to
rest when eyes begin to flutter and a smile slowly works its way over
tense features. "Mm." Is uttered faintly as the water begins to ripple a
bit more and he suddenly begins to repay the favor; lips gently making
trils up Lexia's shoulders.
"Oh, thanks," Nadine murmurs to Lexia and is sauntering over to a bench
to undress and slip in, apparently quite at home in the atmosphere, and
then N'ano comes in. Sniff. She shoots him a single guilty look and
then, when it looks like he won't do anything, she goes on ahead with
getting herself lovely and nekkid and sliding into the water near the two,
uh, couples. Now she's all alone, though. Pout. For a moment, she just
stays where she is, eyeing the two pairs and trying to decide who she'd
like to join more.
Shadis pauses, just a step behind N'ano. "Yeah. Disappointing," He
agrees, still pouting that the hot journeywoman didn't want to join the
rider and candidate in the pools. Catching sight of the other candidates,
Shadis grins and waves at them, dispite that they'll probably not
notice him. They're all nekkid. Not that Shadis and N'ano are very well
dressed.. They've got bathing suits on still. As N'ano makes his way to a
seperate pool, Shadis stands, unsure whether to follow the rider who
appears to be on his way to becoming Shadis' friend or the candidate group
he's a part of.
Candidates will be candidates... Even N'ano was one during the land
before time. He knows what they do and he's certainly guilty of it. He's
not going to busy anyone, just offer friendly advice, "I'd watch your
backs for 'em weyrlingmasters... they'll really bust you up if they catch
y'doin' anythin'..." See? He's a cool guy. "Anyone got any sandsoap?"
is casually asked towards... the couples.
Lexia giggles demurely, head tilting back to allow his nibbles... she's
oblivious to N'ano's presence, for once. Her radar is a bit too
preoccupied for even her #1 dream date. Without interrupting what Pendren's up
to, she slides around in front of him, reassuming her pressing -
finding she fits much nicer along his front than she even did along his back.
Slender hands reach for his as she bites her bottom lip, her eyes
simply glowing in depravity, as she guides them to the strings holding up
her swimtop... "I don't see any weyrlingmasters, Weyrleader." she manages
to call out in between happy little groans. No fear.
Ajala is greatly appreciative of the dopey smile residing in Rhaeyn's
features and she turns promptly, excitedly, with a wicked grin to see
what kind of effect the action had on Pendren. She is a delighted for a
split second to behold his shock and disgust, but her delight is marred
by the boy's nibbling and fawning and...ew, he's gonna take off her
top! More hurt than she'd care to let on, she huffs and turns away. An
ominous grumble, a hastily dashed away tear, and she exits the pool,
snagging her towel and wrapping it around her body as she storms away.
Grabbing some sandsoap and stalking over to N'ano, she offers it to him.
Without a word, it's set down near him, and then she goes about
searching for her clothes so that she can leave. Unfortunately, her dress
seems to have disappeared. Pout.
Pendren is very wrapped up in all of this, and finds himself kissing
Lexia before long; but just as he's getting really into the moment--
Lexia is promptly forgotten and the little vixen is pushed aside as Pendren
begins to wade towards the way out. "Ajala! Wait!" And he's quickly
after his ex. Sigh. Drama.
Lexia seems rather... unphased by the running out of both her half and
the other half of the teams. She's still got her top on, and she's none
the worse for the wear, really. "I think my team won." she boasts in
Rhaeyn's direction, giggling before grabbing a handful of soapsand for
herself.
"Thanks--" N'ano replies once the sandsoap is given to him by the
fleeing candidate. Though, he doesn't quite use it right away. Rather, it's
set aside as the weyrleader takes to drowning himself. Not literally,
but he's fully submerged within the nice warm water. And then he's back.
Boo. "Shards Rhaeyn, guess you really are startin' to be like me," he
jokes.
Nadine just lurks, silently watching and bemoaning that she seems to
have missed it all. Aww. Rhaeyn is turned to now that he's free. "Soo.
How'd that start?" she wonders curiously, bobbing slightly on the pool
floor. "And how come I didn't get any, hmm?" Even if she's really joking,
the glare on her face looks pretty realistic, and it's directed right
at her poor fellow Candidate.
Shadis watches for a few moments longer before suddenly jumping to the
side to avoid the two disappearees. He's silent before grinning and
moving in Rhaeyn and Nadine's direction. "Hey, I didn't get any either, so
don't complain!" He calls, winking at his fellow candidate.
Ajala patters about in her towel, looking forlorned and betrayed as she
searches for her dress and shoes. Mumbling to herself about how she
/just/ saw them over /there/, she wanders around the pool, but alas, the
clothing items are missing in action. Heaving a sigh, she plops down
on a bench near the door, elbows on knees, chin in hands, and whimpers.
"This figures. Has anyone seen my clothes?" Pitififul, wet, and
abandoned, she looks hopefully to the other occupants of the room.
Ajala? She thought Ajala had left... oh well. she still consideres the
victory to be hers. "Nope. You can always fashion one out of a large
towel? And if you ened to borrow something, I have a couple of outfits
I'm /really/ too tall for you could have in my chest..." See? she's quite
amiable, really. She just is a dope for competition, especially when
it's of a mildly lewd nature. "And I'm not sure how it started - whait.
Shadis. You're the one whose... uh... /heh/." And her faces contorts and
she shakes her head in disgust again in much the same manner she did
just the previous night at the sight of his testicles and whatnots.
"I think the drudge who came 'n collected the towel a few moments ago
took 'em--" N'ano comments, pointing towards the entrance, "Saw
somethin' that looked like clothes in 'em..." he shrugs, leaning back some in
the water.
Nadine sighs and shakes her head as Shadis makes his way over. "So
rude, isn't it? Leaving us out like this..." N'ano is shot one more look,
but as he still seems calm about it all, she glances over to Ajala. "Eh?
Nope. Might've been like that, though," she adds after the Weyrleader
comments. "Didn'a grab /mine/, did he? They were over there..." Suddenly
concerned, she hop-walks in the only way one can in this level of water
to the other side of the pool and peers in that direction. "D'you see
mine there, Ajala? Brownish pants, red shirt...?"
Ajala nods at N'ano and Lexia. "Yeah, the drudge probably took mine.
Because that's just what happens to me. And thanks for the offer
Lexia, but I'll just...go in my towel or something." Nadine's complaint is
heard, and she peers around for the described clothing articles. "No,
I don't see your clothes either. And...what the shards? The drudge
took all the towels! There's no way this one little towel--" and she
gestures to the cloth wrapped around her body "--is going to suffice for
all of us..." Her eyes widen slowly as a grin spreads across her face.
A devious chuckle escapes her and she steps closer to the edge of the
pool in order to speak in a more conspiratory tone to the candidates.
"You know...we could all just...streak...."
Shadis laughs, shaking his head. He still has his clothing on. Well,
his bathing suit. Of course, if there's going to be some streaking,
Shadis'll easily join in. Just say the word and the clothing'll come off. He
shakes his head, tsking softly in amusement as he joins the others near
the pool. "Streak, eh? Really?"
N'ano quickly washes his hair, dipping his head beneath the water to
soak up the soap from his scalp. And then he jumps out of the water onto
the edge, feet still fully submerged within. The conspiracy between the
candies is noted with a roll of his eyes and a slight shake of his
head, but that's about all since he's taking this moment to dry off with
the towel he happened to bring. A nice big one, too! And look, there's
cute widdle animals embroidered on it, too.
"Isn't that what candidates are for, really?" The naked tales of those
vying for Impression are notorious throughout all Pern - so while she's
here, she's all up for making a few notable stories to be passed around
herself. "I'm all up for a good dosage of nudity. N'ano, why don't you
join us?" Worth a shot, at least....
Ajala nods insistently. "Yes, yes, streaking! Swimming shorts, pshaw.
We need to display unity, a strong front..." She pauses as her words
take on a somewhat perverted but totally inadvertant double meaning,
then shrugs and continues. "Besides, running around half naked in Ista
isn't anything new. Neither is one or two people running around /fully/
naked, for that matter. But a united group? Now /that/ would be
something for the old bitties in the kitchens to gossip about." Motioning
for those interested to get their patooties out of the pool and gather
around, she declares. "Alright, we need a plan, a course of action.
And...I'm hungry. So can it end in the caverns?" A pleading look goes
to the others as her stomach rumbles in protest.
Shadis half-smiles, glancing over at N'ano. As long as the weyrleader
doesn't say anything about it, Shad's in. If it'll risk his thin chances
at staying a candidate, then he's out. "Caverns is good. I'm a little
hungry." He says, untying the string on his trunks and pulling them
down, then stepping out of them.
Nadine growls. "Aw, great, now I'll have to go digging through the--"
Her eyes widen, than narrow mischievously. "Oh, hey...that'd be..." Her
head swivels around to stare at N'ano for a moment and, turning back,
she surreptitiously jerks a thumb at the Weyrleader. "What 'bout him?"
She raises her eyebrows at Lexia. "/Join/--oh, 'kay. Fine. Putting her
hands on the edge of the pool, she heaves herself out, completely and
utterly, uh, natural. "Mmm, Living Caverns? Food. Always a good place to
stop in." She nods cheerfully to emphasize this.
"I jus---" N'ano trails off, pointing to the towel that's now tossed to
the side. "Nah--I've done my streakin' in the days. No way I'd do that
'gain," he grins. "Got a reputation to hold 'n I don't want to be
dubbed the naked weyrleader, if y'know what I mean..." As the drudge returns
for more laundry, N'ano quickly wraps the towel around his waist,
stripping the shorts from him underneath and handing them over. Soggy pants
aren't nice.
Ajala bites her lip and drops her towel, grinning irrepressibly.
"Alright guys, let's do this: we'll streak out to the bowl, down to the
main beach, then back into the caverns, and we'll just stop, sit down, and
have a nice bite to eat. Naked, mind you. How's that sound?" She
looks to the others for approval, bouncing from foot to foot, ready to
make her dash.
What. You become Weyrleader and suddenly you're and old codger?" Lexia
slowly ascends the stairs from the water and undoes her own ties,
revealing her rather perfectly sculpted body. Then, with a bounce in her
step, she lets down her hair and approaches N'ano... pulling off his towel
with a wicked grin. "Mmm. Better than I expected." Oh, that one
definitely earns a wink, yes.
Nadine pouts at N'ano. "That's no fun...everything will just be amazed
at your, uh, manliness." She looks significantly at her fellow
Candidates, grinning. "I think he should go with us, don't you guys? Sounds
good, Ajala. I like!" And by the way, Nadine's is more perfectly sculpted
than Lexia's. Pbbth. She seems pretty comfortable with standing naked
right now, but will that change once she's out in public? Hmm. When
Lexia heads off, Nadine turns again and then quickly spins back, covering a
grin and trying not to giggle for reasons unknown. That'd be so
unladlylike, after all. "I'm set. Joining us, Weyrleader, sir?"
N'ano just stares at Lexia with wide opened eyes, his hand outstretched
and face looking as if he's in utter shock, "Gi---give that back! What
the..." At the compliment though, N'ano just looks down and shrugs. "I
still ain't streakin'. I'll sit here all night if I have to!" What a
party pooper. Actually, he doesn't care. Rolling his eyes, he casually
makes his way towards the caverns. Very convenient having his living
quarters right nearby, don't you think?
"Sounds great, Aja." Shadis grins, nodding his head. He grimaces
slightly as the weyrleader is stripped down, but eventually he simply grins,
standing around as his own nekkid self. He shrugs at the plan, ready to
go...streak.
Ajala opens her mouth to say something, but any thoughts she may have
had are quickly overcome by bubbling laughter as Lexia snatches away
N'ano's towel, and the laughter continues at his stubborn refusal to move.
"Too bad, N'ano, too bad. We would have enjoyed your, err, company."
Still chuckling, she makes for the door. And they're off!
Ajala
A halo of short, wavy raven-colored locks intertwine in hypnotic,
serpentine patterns, curling and flipping away from Ajala's chin in an
aesthetically pleasing disarray. Her light frame is cloaked in naturally
pale skin, a tone that is momentarily warmed to a pale rose along her
cheekbones only. Regally arched ebony brows hover above almond shaped eyes,
whose honest and forthright azure depths are pinpricked by a reserved,
mysterious lilac. A simple nose, pertly upturned, dwells above a full,
pale pout that is perfectly designed for devious smirking. A lengthy,
thin neck trickles down to delicate shoulders, which are proportionally
offset by a rather voluptuous torso. Composed of a compacted midriff
and delightfully flat stomach, from which protrude silky-smooth hips, her
major flaw is a pair of thick thighs. Excepting said thighs, her limbs
are well-toned and sufficiently muscled. Slightly taller than the
average female, her unimposing form is completed by two diminutive feet. Her
being seems to radiate vitality, vivacity, and effervescence, traits
that find their outlets in her bouncy step, energetic mannerisms, and
general stature.
Ajala isn't wearing any clothes. She's NEKKID! Look at all
her...sassay-ness. And...stuff.
Her shoulder is adorned by a double corded knot, made up of black and
blue rope, forming a single loop and a short tail. This signifies her as
a High Reaches Weyr guard recruit.
She is a young adult of about 20. She is awake, but seems rather
distracted.
Lexia
With a light step and radiant presence, Lexia's glistening mahogany
eyes sparkle and dance to portray each emotion with the skill of a
starlet; chestnut locks, streaked with auburn and tawny highlights, seem
eternally to fall into perfect ringlets that cascade and tumble to the small
of her back with delightful nonchalance. Hints of mortal flaw cross her
cherubic cheeks and upturned nose in the form of freckles, faded since
youth but still apparent to those who come near. Roseate lips curl
above a firm chin and slender neck, bottom lip eternally jut forth into a
pout. Body is lithe and lean, legs gifting her with paternally endowed
height, a bit taller than girls her age, and just beginning to shape
into an attractive curvature.
Absolutely nothing from the Smithlette's extensive wardrobe graces her
lovely form, leaving nothing to the imagination. Hair is let down in
its long, chestnut ringlets, which fall in front of and behind winsome
shoulders. Her body is perfectly tan, with only a few tanlines where her
stinged bathing suit lies. Her form is the embodiment of perkiness...
from bust to taut little tummy. She's even alluring in her grooming...
let's just say she's a trimmer.
Lexia wears the knot of a Smith Apprentice.
She is a teenager of about 16. She is awake and looks alert.
Nadine
Sensual lips, deep brown angled eyes, a round chin, and a slightly
squashed, wide nose adorn her ovalish face. Smooth black hair is usually
tied into a braid that hangs down her back just to the shoulder blades.
Her figure is slim, her proportions generous, and she carries herself to
show she knows it. Her complexion is tanned and smooth, the kind
achieved after weeks of careful sunbathing, but it's dark enough to appear
that her skin would be more than tanned even without the sun. She's of
the sort that could be considered attractive, though she's often covered
in dust or dirt.
Nadine is currently 'natural', which means, in normal terms, 'naked' or
'nude.' Use your imagination to fill in the rest.
On her shoulder is a double-corded, single loop, orange and white knot
with a small tail and a tassle, signifying her employment at Ista Hold
as a messenger. Shoved next to it and crudely tied to the messenger
knot to keep it on her shoulder is a second knot of dirty white, showing
her to be a Candidate.
She is a young adult of about 21. She is awake and looks alert.
Shadis
Tall and lean, Shadi is well-grown for his Turns. He's slightly built,
and nicely tanned from countless hours in the sun. Semi-athletic by
nature, Shadis enjoys spending time outdoors, running, swimming and
sailing races with his friends and brother. His shoulder-length wavy dark
hair is a cross between blond and brown, but looks more like tarnished
gold than anything else, the sun having bleached his brown hair to this
unusual color. Blending well with his hair and skin-tone, Shadis has
vivid green eyes the color of fresh cut grass, which take in everything at
once.
SHADIS IS NEKKID!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT! C'mon, join the masses!
Everyone get NEKKID! Yeeeeeee-haw!
He is wearing a silver and gold braided chain Dolphincraft bracelet
with the Senior Apprentice charm.
He is a young adult of about 22. He is awake and looks alert.
N'ano walks nonchalantly up the steps and out of the bath.
Nadine streaks nekkid up the steps and out of the bath.
Ajala STREAKS up the steps and out of the bath.
Lexia STREAKS up the steps and out of the bath.
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! up the
steps and out of the bath.
Living Cavern
The smooth, rounded walls cavern sweep upward from an oval base, two
dragonlengths long and one wide, large enough to seat every member of the
Weyr at mealtimes. The soft blackness of the lava which forms these
caverns swallows glowlight, so shelves for glowbaskets abound, dotting
the walls every three or four paces and casting gentle greenish light
toward the sparkles of gold volcanic glass embedded in the ceiling.
Ancient, lustrous tables run along the axis of the cavern, and at the far
end rests the raised dais and high table, where Weyrleaders and honored
guests eat during formal occasions. Behind the high table, the Weyr's
symbol is embedded into stone: a smoking mountain in black on an orange
shield, trimmed in gold.
Perched near the food are twenty-seven firelizards.
Ajala, Nadine, and Lexia are here.
Obvious exits:
Northeast Caverns Kitchens Bowl Southern Caverns
Ajala STREAKS to the Bowl.
Nadine streaks nekkid to the Bowl.
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! to the
Bowl.
Southeastern Bowl
This area of the bowl is the highest point of the bowl floor; from
here, it slopes down and to the northwest, spilling out to the plateau
below the wide gap in the Weyr rim to the west. Various tunnels here lead
into the Weyr's inner caverns; the living caverns, hatching grounds,
and main Weyr tunnel all branch off from here. To the west lie the
stables where the Weyr's runners are housed. There is also a stone stairway
that leads up to the Weyrleader's weyrs.
It is an autumn noon.
Perched on rocky crags about the bowl are two firelizards.
Bronze Nhamarath, green Fellrath, blue Celth, brown Banoth, brown
Morath, brown Tangreth, green Kitiarath, green Phirath, blue Agzanth, brown
Rilskiath, and green Castaliath are here.
You see Gritty-Grassy Green Handprints here.
Ajala and Nadine are here.
Obvious exits:
Hatching Cavern Central Bowl Weyr Tunnel Living Caverns
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! in from the
Living Cavern.
Lexia STREAKS in from the Living Cavern.
Ajala STREAKS to the Central Bowl.
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! to the
Central Bowl.
Central Bowl
Looking toward the sky from the center of Ista Weyr's bowl, you view
the five towering pinnacles of the Weyr rim that appear to reach into
the clouds. The bowl floor slopes gently upward to the southeast, where
various tunnels lead to the hatching grounds, ground weyrs, and living
caverns. Across the bowl to the northeast are the weyrling barracks and
training grounds. The Weyr's artificial waterfall sheets down along the
northern wall of the Bowl, its pool concealed at the base of the bowl
by a cloud of mist. West, the entire wall of the bowl has been blown out
by some long-distant eruption, offering a breathtaking view of the
ocean.
It is an autumn noon.
Gliding about is a gold firelizard.
Bronze Umeth, green Estsanth, and green Almirath are here.
Ajala and Lexia are here.
Obvious exits:
Northeastern Bowl Plateau Southeastern Bowl
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! in from the
Southeastern Bowl.
Nadine streaks nekkid in from the Southeastern Bowl.
Nadine zips through the bowl along with Ajala, Lexia, and Shadis, as
naked as she was at birth and a wild grin on her face. "Think anyone's
noticed yet?" she asks cheerfully as she runs, as if the answer wasn't
obvious.
Ajala, with arms hugged securely 'round her stomach, skids to a stop in
the bowl, looking a little uncomfortable, but overall very amused, and
just a tad proud. Wearing nothing but a huge smile, she looks about in
slight confusion. "Uh...now which way is it to the beach? And thank
FARANTH its warm here at Ista." She returns to bouncing from foot to
foot. To Nadine, she comments, "I hope so. We are the sexiest
candidates ever."
Arms around her stomach? Oh, please. Lexia runs on, arms outstretched
at her side, despite the pain of the ever looming jiggle. Guys just
can't understand how difficult it is to run with two melons attached to
your chest. "I think this'll make its way around Pern nicely, don't you
think?" Just contemplate it : infamy.
Shadis laughs, poking a finger at Nadine. What part of Nadine isn't
identified. He shakes his head at Ajala's shyness. "You planned this, Aja,
why're you covering up? Don't want nobody to see you?" Shad grins,
running around in fully glory, flashing anyone who happens to be looking
his way.
Ajala STREAKS west across the bowl towards the plateau.
Nadine streaks nekkid west across the bowl towards the plateau.
Lexia STREAKS west across the bowl towards the plateau.
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! across the
bowl towards the plateau.
Weyr Plateau
You stand on the broad grassy plateau of Ista Weyr, between the gaps
in the Weyr Rim. An eruption long ago blew out the western wall of the
Weyr, forming the plateau. The shadowy Weyr bowl stretches off to the
east, and the five-pointed pinnacles of the Weyr Rim tower into the sky
like fingers reaching to the clouds. West, the plateau drops off in a
somewhat steep slope, down to the black sand beaches below. The
glittering turquoise waters of the ocean are easily visible from here,
stretching off to the horizon.
It is an autumn afternoon.
Down on the beach, you see four dragons and one person.
Ajala, Nadine, and Lexia are here.
Obvious exits:
Central Bowl Forest Beach Corral
Main Beach
The beach here is of a fine, glittering black sand... volcanic sand,
remnants of a long-past eruption. The beach is fairly wide, which is a
good thing since many of the Weyr's dragons like to come here and
lounge in the sun. The crystal blue waters of the ocean roll up in gentle
hissing waves on the shoreline, sometimes leaving shells or other
treasures from the sea in their wake. On the north and south ends of the
beach, the cliff from the plateau retreats into the forest, and trees
flank the beaches.
It is an autumn afternoon.
To the east, you see three people.
Out on the pier, you see one ship.
To the south, you see a Brown dragon.
Curled up in the sand are eleven firelizards.
Brown Xylyth, green Alishath, bronze Aboleoth, and bronze Bydelth are
here.
You see Sandball Net here.
You notice Blyss, Lib, and Shayla asleep here.
B'ane is here.
Obvious exits:
Plateau Hillside Path North Beach Pier Water South
Beach
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! down the
trail from the plateau.
Lexia STREAKS down the trail from the plateau.
Ajala STREAKS down the trail from the plateau.
Weyr Plateau
You stand on the broad grassy plateau of Ista Weyr, between the gaps
in the Weyr Rim. An eruption long ago blew out the western wall of the
Weyr, forming the plateau. The shadowy Weyr bowl stretches off to the
east, and the five-pointed pinnacles of the Weyr Rim tower into the sky
like fingers reaching to the clouds. West, the plateau drops off in a
somewhat steep slope, down to the black sand beaches below. The
glittering turquoise waters of the ocean are easily visible from here,
stretching off to the horizon.
It is an autumn afternoon.
Down on the beach, you see four dragons and three people.
Nadine is here.
Obvious exits:
Central Bowl Forest Beach Corral
Main Beach
The beach here is of a fine, glittering black sand... volcanic sand,
remnants of a long-past eruption. The beach is fairly wide, which is a
good thing since many of the Weyr's dragons like to come here and
lounge in the sun. The crystal blue waters of the ocean roll up in gentle
hissing waves on the shoreline, sometimes leaving shells or other
treasures from the sea in their wake. On the north and south ends of the
beach, the cliff from the plateau retreats into the forest, and trees
flank the beaches.
It is an autumn afternoon.
To the east, you see one person.
Out on the pier, you see one ship.
To the south, you see a Brown dragon.
Curled up in the sand are eleven firelizards.
Brown Xylyth, green Alishath, bronze Aboleoth, and bronze Bydelth are
here.
You see Sandball Net here.
You notice Blyss, Lib, and Shayla asleep here.
B'ane, Lexia, and Ajala are here.
Obvious exits:
Plateau Hillside Path North Beach Pier Water South
Beach
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! down the
trail from the plateau.
Nadine streaks nekkid down the trail from the plateau.
Ajala sprints onto the beach, out of breath and feeling the need to
identify with Lexia; All the bouncing around is starting to hurt. Jogging
down to where the waves are breaking on the shore, she charges into the
water 'til it laps up to her thighs and quickly douses herself. Then,
drenched, she dashes out of the water and lets out a cry of unfettered
freedom. "Woo YEAAAAAAAH!"
"Wet /and/ naked! A great idea!" Although the salt water is a little...
smelly... she'll let it go this once. She runs into the water and back
out in true fun-loving fashion, before - a /bronzerider/. Oh, happy
days. She pauses in her running long enough to pose a little for him and
toss a simply evil little smile. "What, never seen streaking candidates
before, or just none this beautiful?"
Nadine races along behind Ajala but only splashing enough into the
water to soak her knees. She is, after all, still wet from the baths,
though rapidly drying with the heat and the running. "Whooooo!" She shrieks
her battle/streak cry as she leaps out, then adds oh-so-calmly, "I've
worked up a wonderful appetite. Off to the Living Caverns for a snack
now, everyone?" She bounces up and down a couple times, earning quite a
few stares for the jiggling, and winces. Ouch. That /does/ hurt. She
smiles innocently and agrees cheerfully with Lexia, "Everyone /knows/
we're the sexiest this Weyr has ever seen."
Shadis rolls his eyes, grinning at B'ane as he heads towards the water.
The exact moment the water is deep enough, he does a shallow dive,
breaking in the streaking for a short swim before joining the other
candidates on the beach again. See, Shadis jiggles, but in a different area,
and if it's hurting him, he's not letting on to that. He winks in
B'ane's direction, figuring the bronzerider would understand why a candidate
would go streaking with a few females.
B'ane's hand systematically is running along Aboleoth's ribcage area,
in the time-consuming process of oiling his lifemate. Normally the beach
is a serene place, perfect for one-on-one time, but all things haveta
come to and end sometime, right? The hootin' and hollerin' is heard
first, but the images of nekkid bodies soon follows. His arm stops in its
path and an eyebrow climbs high to his forehead. Nothing said, nothing
moved. /Shiza./
Weyr Plateau
You stand on the broad grassy plateau of Ista Weyr, between the gaps
in the Weyr Rim. An eruption long ago blew out the western wall of the
Weyr, forming the plateau. The shadowy Weyr bowl stretches off to the
east, and the five-pointed pinnacles of the Weyr Rim tower into the sky
like fingers reaching to the clouds. West, the plateau drops off in a
somewhat steep slope, down to the black sand beaches below. The
glittering turquoise waters of the ocean are easily visible from here,
stretching off to the horizon.
It is an autumn afternoon.
Down on the beach, you see four dragons and three people.
Obvious exits:
Central Bowl Forest Beach Corral
Central Bowl
Looking toward the sky from the center of Ista Weyr's bowl, you view
the five towering pinnacles of the Weyr rim that appear to reach into
the clouds. The bowl floor slopes gently upward to the southeast, where
various tunnels lead to the hatching grounds, ground weyrs, and living
caverns. Across the bowl to the northeast are the weyrling barracks and
training grounds. The Weyr's artificial waterfall sheets down along the
northern wall of the Bowl, its pool concealed at the base of the bowl
by a cloud of mist. West, the entire wall of the bowl has been blown out
by some long-distant eruption, offering a breathtaking view of the
ocean.
It is an autumn afternoon.
Gliding about are two firelizards.
Bronze Umeth, green Estsanth, and green Almirath are here.
Ajala is here.
Obvious exits:
Northeastern Bowl Plateau Southeastern Bowl
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! down from
the western bowl.
Lexia STREAKS down from the western bowl.
Nadine streaks nekkid down from the western bowl.
Ajala STREAKS to the Northeastern Bowl.
Nadine streaks nekkid to the Southeastern Bowl.
Lexia STREAKS to the Southeastern Bowl.
Shadis STTTTRRRRRREEEEEAAAAAKKKKKKKSSSSSS!!!!! w000000000t! to the
Southeastern Bowl.
Southeastern Bowl
This area of the bowl is the highest point of the bowl floor; from
here, it slopes down and to the northwest, spilling out to the plateau
below the wide gap in the Weyr rim to the west. Various tunnels here lead
into the Weyr's inner caverns; the living caverns, hatching grounds,
and main Weyr tunnel all branch off from here. To the west lie the
stables where the Weyr's runners are housed. There is also a stone stairway
that leads up to the Weyrleader's weyrs.
It is an autumn afternoon.
Perched on rocky crags about the bowl are two firelizards.
Bronze Nhamarath, green Fellrath, blue Celth, brown Banoth, brown
Morath, brown Tangreth, green Kitiarath, green Phirath, blue Agzanth, brown
Rilskiath, and green Castaliath are here.
You see Gritty-Grassy Green Handprints here.
Nadine and Lexia are here.
Obvious exits:
Hatching Cavern Central Bowl Weyr Tunnel Living Caverns
Nadine streaks nekkid to the Living Caverns.
Living Cavern
The smooth, rounded walls cavern sweep upward from an oval base, two
dragonlengths long and one wide, large enough to seat every member of the
Weyr at mealtimes. The soft blackness of the lava which forms these
caverns swallows glowlight, so shelves for glowbaskets abound, dotting
the walls every three or four paces and casting gentle greenish light
toward the sparkles of gold volcanic glass embedded in the ceiling.
Ancient, lustrous tables run along the axis of the cavern, and at the far
end rests the raised dais and high table, where Weyrleaders and honored
guests eat during formal occasions. Behind the high table, the Weyr's
symbol is embedded into stone: a smoking mountain in black on an orange
shield, trimmed in gold.
Perched near the food are twenty-seven firelizards.
Nadine and N'ano are here.
Obvious exits:
Northeast Caverns Kitchens Bowl Southern Caverns
Lexia STREAKS in from the Southeastern Bowl.
"Aw, man!" N'ano laughs, covering his eyes as the candies start
streaking their way back into the caverns. Shaking his head, he makes his way
towards the special Wavecutter table, taking a seat. Yeah, it's
theirs'. See? Someone even etched the word into the table's top with a
beltknife. Buwah.
Nadine sprints back into the Caverns, chest heaving as she tries to
catch her breath, but a huge grin is on her face as all those people who
thought they'd seen the last of the Streaking Candidates get a start. Da
da da da, they're back! Still clad only in nature's gift to herself,
she casually leads the way over to one of the food tables and begins to
nonchalantly select some meatrolls and fruit slices, giving little
smiles to nearby people.
Yla looks somewhere between amusement and bemusement as she enters the
living caverns, blinking her eyes to adjust to the lack of light inside
relative to outside. "What's with the naked people?" She asks, rather
loudly, in N'ano's direction, arching an eyebrow as she finds herself an
empty place at her wing's table, leaning back and putting her feet up
on the tabletop. "I mean, was there a party I wasn't invited to?" She
frowns and wiggles her fingers in the nekkid people's direction. "For
shame."
Lexia just preens in all her glory, wiggling her fingers right back at
Yla before perching in a cushiony chair in all her glory. "I'm hungry."
she states, looking around the room and crinkling her nose... you'd
never guess she was naked. Unless you, ya know, looked at her. "Are there
any strawberries in?"
N'ano shrugs, offering a half-salute towards Yla, "Eh--they all got
that genius idea in the pools... they tried to get me to do it too. Didn't
though. Did 'nough of that back when we were candies, thanks to E'an."
Stealing their clothes during that truth or dare game. Grrr. The nerve!
"So how've /you/ been? Ain't talked to y'much lately."
Shadis dashes in, glancing behind him every few steps at the females
streaking in behind him. Nice sight. Yea. He runs into the caverns, then
a lap around the tables before flopping onto a seat. "I don't know, but
if you want to grab me some, and some unsweetened klah, too, I'd
appreciate it." In his eyes, Lexia is a /little/ better, but he still doesn't
like her enough to offer to get stuff for her. Rather, he'll use her to
get stuff for him.
"Hmm. I seem to recall such an incident," Yla says, pursing her lips
and grinning insousiantly at N'ano before waving her hand in the
direction of the tables and kitchens, arching an eyebrow at Lexia. "I think
it's rather late for strawberries, my dear. But you could look. You never
know. One of the drudges might be willing to part with any left over if
you... ah... smile at him." She winks at the girl before shrugging
faintly to N'ano. "Same as ever. Flying. Thread. Torrid affairs, you know
me." Torrid affairs? Dunno about that one, but riding one of the
proddiest dragons on the face of Pern probably helps.
Nadine returns to Shadis and Lexia with a plate of food for herself and
apparently some extra if the two remaining partners in nudity are
interested. "Ajala skip off already?" she wonders, glancing towards the
southern caverns. Sitting down, she rolls her eyes and declares loudly,
"I'm sure our little trip was more entertaining for the Weyr than any
previous ones. /We've/ got the best bodies for displaying, after all.
Fruit, anyone? Didn't see any strawberries, sorry."
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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