The High Reaches Weyr Candidate Party - The Puppet Show [Logged by Tilarekna -- 1/12/2000] ******************************************************* Living Caverns The rough-hewn majesty of this cavern far outpaces any delight in the multitudes of curves that form its enclosure. The glabrous grey granite is shot through with translucent obsidian, lending subtly-veined sparkle to the walls and the foot-trodden smoothness of the floor that shows centuries-old placements of the scarred trestle tables; carven hollows give homes for the glow baskets and the coat-pegs that line the walls. No mosaics, no painting, no tiles: just a few well-done tapestries mark the pathway that lead to the kitchen to the north and the inner caverns to the west, and frame the nighthearth's stew and snacks, while a heavier strip of oiled canvas shields the unwary from the wind in the bowl. Scattered about in various perches and niches are fifteen firelizards. You see Old Auntie sit-by-the-fire, OOC NOTICE (look sign), Boots, Hobbes, Nimbus, Generic Sign-Up Sheet, Kageri, Gigi, Cloth-covered Basket, It, and Caylea's Candie Sock-Puppet here. Sasha, Caylea, Siannen, Tyara, Lis, Mayir, Rauve, Hannah, Hyzen, Hiliza, Daeyn, and Zai are here. Obvious exits: Bowl Kitchens Inner Caverns Crafting Area Tilarekna beams, passing the tray to a drudge, before she sails towards the long empty table by the basket. With care, she tosses a blanket out across it, smoothing it out... issa YELLOW Cloth.. as yellow as the Hatching Sands.It drapes over the edge, hiding what's going on beneath and behind it. Popping her head up, mask gone, she motions for her fellow candies to join her quickly! Let's get this show on the road! Juan arrives from deeper in the Weyr. Juan drops Hiliza's Candie Sock-Puppet. Hiliza picks up Hiliza's Candie Sock-Puppet. Caylea eeps as she picks herself up from her fallen position (with only a few footprints on her suit) and heads over towards Tilar. She gives her -the look- before standing ready. She was a part of this, after all. She digs around inside her pouch and draws out her Mini-Me! Mwahahah. Juan steps into the shadows that lead back into the Weyr. Rauve groans quietly, teetering in the direction he's pushed. "Huh?" Rekna is eyed, with a fair amount of suspicion. "Where am I supposed to be?" Perpetually lost? /Yes/. "Never? May, my darling, this is /me/ you're talking to," Lis purrs up at Mayir, returning that kiss as she slips easily into the seat offered by Tyara, tucking her jacket out from underneath her hand letting the magenta lines trace the contours of curves. Trolling for males? Who, her? Caylea drops Caylea's Candie Sock-Puppet. Sasha chuckles only knowing some of what is going to happen next....she giggles in amusement at Lis. You open Cloth-covered Basket. Who says that she has to troll? After all, Lis does have Mayir right next to her, her little steward-toy. But he takes another sip of the wine, poor Lis, she can't have any to uhm. Liven up the evening. "True," he confesses. "But I thought you had given those up some time ago." His eyes trace those curves. Hyzen puts Wavery Water and Squeee-able Llama Bebe in Cloth-covered Basket. Daeyn stalks restively in from the Central Bowl. Zai walks in from the Central Bowl. Hyzen pats the sides of her costume, looking for that special little gift given to her. Where'd... ah! Drawing out her little poppet, she beams proudly before meandering as best she can towards the other Candidates and waves her own little thing. Crouching beside Reka, she glances at the basket then out towards the waiting people. -This- was going to be great fun! You drop Tilarekna's Candie Sock-Puppet. Zai slinks in from the bowl, feline wiskers still drawn on her face. She just had to get some air. Yeah. That's it. "Aww, did I miss the end of the dancing?" Can you hear the sorrow in her voice? "What's going on now?" Hyzen drops Hyzen's Candie Sock-Puppet. Hiliza is wearing a costume that allows for a bag, and so she digs out her own puppet. Over to the group she wanders, momentarily not in character. Spectacle frames slip and she finds herself taking them off for a moment for the fun. Tilarekna * grins. we all ready? Lis peers over at the candidates, trying to discern what they're up to, before turning back to Mayir. "Oh, /exactly/," she twitters, touching an emphatic hand against Mayir's arms. "That's why I let you have them." Of course - she's a kinder, friendlier greenrider now. "Now sush so I can watch... the whatever." Sasha's Candie Sock-Puppet has arrived. Lis isn't necessarily gentler, however. But Mayir lets that bit slide, touching her hand in response, even squeezing it quickly. He opens his mouth to say something, but he's distracted by the puppetshow, deciding it best to shut up, drink his wine, and watch. Which is just what he does. Sasha drops Sasha's Candie Sock-Puppet. Hiliza drops Hiliza's Candie Sock-Puppet. Hannah *sorries she's slihgtly idlish. I"m here, I promise! Just having to take care of bills and such. ^^ Hyzen *patpats Hannah. Bills are icky. Tilarekna glances at all the candidates, nodding at them all as she opens the basket (of course, those in front of that table can't see her doing that. but she is. Really.) "Ready?" she whispers, before rising. "Hi folks, and welcome to.." someone withn the harper's does a quick drumroll, "the Candidate's Puupet Show! Sit back, relax, and don't throw food at IT." She grins, points to the uglee leather llama and sinks back behind the table.... Sasha has disconnected. Sasha falls asleep. Daeyn hugs the shadows - yes, she's found them, it's a talent of hers - as she slips into the living caverns. Seems she's arrived at the perfect time, as well. It - the real one - catches the corner of her eye, and shakes her head. "When is someone going to put that poor thing out of its misery ..." Okay, now that everything's nearly calmed down, it's time to let the chaos flow again. Reaches and sanity just doesn't mix. As the candidates prepare the little show they'd had planned up, Caylea looks up and scans the crowds, narrowing her eyes on a few people here and there. She seems to be thinking. Yes..Thinking. Tunnelsnake hood is pushed back, and she slips her puppet over her hand. Yes, yes, welcome to the candidate poopet...poopet? show. Now, for the fun to begin. "Yes, Welcome to IT's hatching! IT has clutched, and you all are standing for its bebe's. But be careful: These don't bite, the smooch." She giggles and looks towards Tilar and gives the /slightest/ nod. She's got -her's- picked out. Oorla walks in from the Central Bowl. Caylea *grins. And please remember to @chown :) It saves quota! (Ours) Siannen just blinks faintly, then mmmphs and finds herself a seat somewhere out of the way, yet close enough to watch, pulling Rauve along with her... The housekeeper arrives to cart Sasha off to bed. Zai folds down into a chair and relaxes. See, she's good at following directions. "It's a llama. It can't clutch," she comments absently, even as she watches the goings on. "IT would have baby-It's. Or something." Are these gonna be Itth's? Rauve stumbles along after Siannen, toppling into a seat when the time comes. He's not much into play-games, and obviously missed the rehearsal anyhow. "/It/?" Lis' nose wrinkles up at the mention of that feindish creation somehow associated with Auri, shuddering at the thought of Its spawn - a motion that sends her feathers shivering with extra reverberations and her crest bouncing foolishly. Mayir follows the bouncing, but giggles at the mention of 'It', nodding sagely along with Zai. "Well. It has llama-spawn," he remarks refectvely, even as he settles his eyes on the puppet-show in front of him. Suspend disbelief. Suspent disbelief. Hyzen sticks her small hand into her poppet, wiggling fingers to make sure it's a snug fit, before she quickly peeks over. Okay, all's set. Ducking back down, she giggles softly before moving her smaller 'self' up into view. She's ready! Moving it as if looking around for others, she bounces it along the sands merrily. Anyone for an IT-spawn? "Come on, guys!" Hyzen's voice floats out, the puppet moving as if she was actually talking. Pop... Puppet head rises above the back of the table, till a mini-Candidate, dressed (wrapped, rather) in white fabric bobs along the edge of the yellow table cloth. Uh.. Sands. Right. Yes. The Spawning Sands... Mini-Reka, here she comes, leading some other folksies... Yupyupyup, issa big orange momma IT. Or is that Father? Eep. Eitherway... here she comes! "Here I am!" Voice slightly pitched higher, it sounds like a giggling parody of Tilarekna's real voice.. Tyara arches an eyebrow as she watches the candidates - cute. So this is what the brats've been whispering about the past few days..... of course, the brat-candies have a hard time keeping their mouth shut. Might be why. "Hrm, at least this isn't as tiring as the dance," nanny mutters to Lis and Mayir, straightening in her chair. A small black haired puppet peaks out from behind the table... erhm, emerges onto the... sands. She looks around-pretend she's confused. And then the Hiliza-puppet moves closer to the other puppets, "What's going on?" Hiliza's doesn't do the immitation voice-it would be way squeaky. And up comes Mini-Cay, ruler of all she sees! She /will/ have one of those llamaits! It's her destiny, and none shall stand in her way. Hauntily moving along the edge of the table (towards which there are muffled giggles coming from), Mini-Cay looks across the vast sands. "It's /hot/! But I'm here!" She announces, and then, as if telling the unhatched llamas: "Cay to the rescue!" Yes, Fear. Zai blinks at the puppets. "But llama's don't clutch," she notes again for Mayir's behalf. "They do it our way. Or something." Zai's really not the leading expert on It reproduction. Daeyn leans against the wall with a pilfered mug of cider in hand, fighting the quirks of the corners of her lips. She refrains from drinking, just in case she does lose her composure to a laugh. IT sits to one side, a fat lump of leather that's just there for show. poor thing. NOT. Mini-Reks ahas! loudly, and pushing past Mini-Cay dramatically (well, as dramatically as a sock-puppet can) and warbles chirpily... "Hot! Hothothothothot!!!!!" It seems to bounce from foot to foot, waiting for IT Offspring to Appear... Hyzen's laughing so hard, her puppet's shaking on it's pole of an arm. Managing to push down the laughter, she clears her throat softly before speaking up again. "Are we all ready?" she questions, moving the little-Hyz behind the little-Til. Puppet's head turns about to gaze in little-Cay's direction. "Come over here!" With that, the puppet bounces along the 'sands', not making a sound. She can -take- it. Hyzen removes Wavery Water and Squeee-able Llama Bebe from Cloth-covered Basket. Hiliza-puppet starts hopping too, and a "Yes.. it's very hoooot. Where is everybody? Will this be... messy?" Here the actual concern in her puppet-voice. "Where's everyboooody?" Whiiiine. Mini-Cay snorts roughly as Mini-Teka pushes past her. Well, fighting to get to the almight llamas wouldnt' work! Hah, even the /minihealer/ knew that! She dances from side to side on her..non-feet.. and looks across the vast 'sands'. "Hatch already you llamas..." She mutters before 'looking' over to Mini-Hyz. Too bad beeded eyes don't roll. Hannah jerks awake. Oh, dear, did she just -fall- asleep in the living caverns? She blushes to the roots of her hair. Looking about, she tries to see if anyone noticed. Rubbing her cheek, she tries to clear her glazed eyes. Oooo.. LOOK! It's... MOVING! Or, at least the fabric seems to be bobbing. Mini-Reks is still doing a silly hoperty dance, and a thpppt! noise is heard. Well, imagine the puppet stuck out it's tongue, okay? "Looook! Moving!" Here cometh the first HatchSpawn? Siannen abandons her perch for a more comfy one, clambering 'cross into Rauve's lap. To get a better look at the show, of course. Zai's eyes flicker from mini-candidate to mini-candidate with a slightly bemused expression. "Aww. Did you guys make these all by yourself?" They're cute. In that mildly disturbing sort of way. Takovic arrives from deeper in the Weyr. Rauve giggles quietly, chin propped at he watches the llama-hatching bemusedly. Oomf. Hello, Siannen. Wavery Water and Squeee-able Llama Bebe appears slowly from below the level of the sands, introduced by a slurping, popping sound from Hyzen. Strutting, long dangly legs kicking, IT-spawn lifts it's head and peers at the dancing 'Candidates'. Here... for it? Aww, how sweet! Letting out a sound that resembles too much a squee, it bobbles towards them. And if it could... it'd grin maliciously. FOOD! Mini-Hiliza is approuched before it turns tail on her. Icky... no good. Mini-Cay is way too dominating for it and Mini-Tilar and Mini-Hy are just not... riiiight. Whine. Squee. Where? Turning, it spies the... crowd! Another squee (which has a hint of laughter) is made before *FLING* IT-spawn goes flying towards Zai! MINE! "I choose you, Zai!" comes a high-pitched, laughter-imbibed voice of the IT-spawn. OOC: Hyzen poofs now. :) Thanks! Hyzen has disconnected. Hyzen slowly slumps over, her knowing gaze being shut off... ZzZzZz... Hiliza doesn't see Tako come in, mostly since she's hiding behind a table. Mini-Hi' moves first off of the table in the wrong direction, and then over with the others. Hey.. did that llama spawn just turn her down. Oh you are evil. Hiliza whines, making her puppet hide against someone in a mock-sob. Daeyn makes the mistake of taking a sip of her cider just as the llama flies through the air with the greatest of ease ... no trapeeze jokes need apply. She manages to swallow without killing herself, but nearly drops the mug. Stare........ Tila-Puppet Watches in.. well, puppety disbelief as the puppet goes flying overhead into the arms of Zai. "Noooo faiiiirrr!" Is cried out from under the table, although the hint of laughter is still present. Zai blinks, then ducks as the mini-llama-spawn goes flying at her head. But it's to late, and the puppet crashes into her lap. "Uhh..." She stares at it blankly for a long moment before she lifts it up and hols it limply by one leg. "Interesting. It talks too. Or would it be It Jr?" Or possibly Squeeth? Lumpy, lumpy, lumpy... Another series of bumps emerge 'neth cloth og sand-yellow. Another Llama's due! Is it for you? Feeeeear.... The housekeeper arrives to cart Hyzen off to bed. Takovic takes one step into the room, takes one look around, then promptly shakes his head with a little jerk, as if trying to clear his eyes from the crowd! Yeeesh! Hesitating at first, he finally moves quickly and jerkily across the room, not bothering to try and figure out what's going on. It's just TOO many people. But it oddly seems that the more he composes in the caverns, the less he can do so anywhere else. And so he walks through the crowd, head down, fingers agitatedly fluttering the corners of the manuscript. People. Eee. Lis leans into Tyara to whisper a hushed aside about the puppet-show. "Isn't this just darling? The candidate are always so /nice/." At least, they haven't done anything horrible to make them (in)famous among the clutches of the past. Oh, give them time. Mini-Cay stares in disbelief as the puppet goes flying through the air towards the 'stands'! Her little puppety mouth works and then delayed words come. "Hey! We're down -here-!" Oh well, she didn't want blue anyways! Snort. Suddenly another llama appears above the folds of 'sands' and struts it's little stuff around. It wants to /par-TAY!/ and it's -not- waiting for anyone to tell it know. Who's up for a night on the town? A little man-swooning? Albeit it may or may not be a girl, it's /always/ up for a little man-hounding. But Mini-Hyz's just ...not.. her type. And Tilar's too pushy. Push is fine dear, as long as you know how to fling your stuff around, and in an /appealing/ way. Suddenly, without warning, Shakin' Down Da Weyr Llama flings it's self out into the crowd, straight for Lis: Her newest preggy par-tay- girl! "I'm yours! Take me!" "It is cute," whispers Mayir, over to both Lis and Tyara. Aww. Kids. Forget the fact that he's still bordering on a brat at heart. Sure. He's got the big job and he does the math and all that stuff. But if they didn't make 'em, he'd be a brat. Maybe. Meg strides with asertiveness in from the Central Bowl. Unlike other candidates...? Sharing a sort of bonding moment with the greenrider, Tyara flashes Lis a grin. "It is very... but they don't have Kolen or Ewyrpin either.." Heavy argumentation. Mini-Reka still bops back and forth behind her fellow puppet-candies (although none of 'em are edible by anyone's standards) and the mini-Reks taps the sands with a lil' hand. "Owie! Hothothothot! I want it coooooold again!" is the silly voice.. And anyone who saw Reka when she first cam would remember her complaints. "Wwahhh!" is the cry as the GOLD llama bebe goes bubye and finds a home in the audience. Caylea removes Shakin' Down Da Weyr Llama Bebe from Cloth-covered Basket. Caylea flings Shakin' Down Da Weyr Llama Bebe high up into the air, and watches as Lis catches it before it hits the ground. Tyara *dies at the name. Hehe! Lis * swats Tyara, Quiet. Daeyn has disconnected. Daeyn folds herself up and drifts off into half-slumber. A puppet who's player is giggling-okay, a Hiliza puppet, to be more specific-moves toward the icky sound of a hatching llama. "Oooh! For me? For me?" Hiliza's words are punctuated by giggles, and she peeks her head around to see what's going on. Disapearing back behind the table, she moves her puppet back, "Not for me? Maybe the next one..." Caylea *blinks? Meg steps into the shadows that lead back into the Weyr. Daeyn has connected. Daeyn stirs, her eyes flickering open and the rest of her easing into wakefulness. Zai, still clutching her blue Squeeth, turns to offer Lis a smirk. "Look, you got one too. Mine's cuter though." Little bit of Llama-Candidate rivalry? To demonstrate her point, she holds the blue mini-It up and waves it around by one leg. Lis idly blinks down into her lap as she finds a gold... thing in it. "May? Did I just Impress - can you Impress a llama? - a gold thing?" It's poked at at first, to make sure nothing's going to pop out, before she's turning to cooing and cossetting the things. "Oh, Cerise'll just /love/ this." Donny's got his Busty Lis doll... It's probably good that Takovic is so good at being oblivious. Otherwise he would be VERY scared. And understatement of the year goes to... Well, pout pout POUT. Aren't WEEEE the Candies? yes we are, yes we are! NOT YOU! A mini fist shakes at the 'Stands' and Mini-Reka _huffs_. "Okay, whhhhyyyyyy are they headed over there? and not heeeere?" She complains.. then chirps happily as another Llama struts their stuff, rising from the 'sands' and dipping across towards them.. Ooooo.. issa GOLD llama bebe.. oo, mine? Nope, not for Mini-Reks, and nope, not for Mini-Hyz, and neither for Mini-cay or Hilz... Oooo! YOU! The Capricious Patchwork Gold Llama Bebe squeees happily, and a cheerful voice cries at Hannah, "Take me! I'm yooooours!" You remove Capricious Patchwork Gold Llama Bebe from Cloth-covered Basket. You fling Capricious Patchwork Gold Llama Bebe high up into the air, and watch as Hannah catches it before it hits the ground. Daeyn has given up on trying to drink the cider, and is methodically nibbling the rim of a cookie. At the rate she's going, it will last through two or three puppetshows, however. Oh, it's not gold after all, but green - somehow, more fitting, and seems to please Lis nonetheless. Someone on the sands flops over laughing. This... is not fair. Lil-Reka covers her 'eyes' with her lil sock-puppet hands and gives the impression of... *booohooohoooo* Wait!, lookit! The sand is moving once more! A little melody-immiatation of a horn, perhaps-announces the arrival of another llama bebe. A very.. strange looking one, but It spawn is It spawn, none the less. Hiliza puppet is given a look, and then at some sort of tugging, the llama inspects the other sock puppets. None of them are right.. None of them inspiring. But what, so to speak (I'll apologize now) is that? Over there? Not paying attention? Oh, there goes a llama through the air and -plop- onto a table in front of a Takovic-type. Hiliza flings Shy but composed Llama Bebe high up into the air, and watches as Takovic catches it before it hits the ground. Takovic looks up abruptly, his spectacles crooked, his eyes behind them also very confused. Fidgeting, yet not touching the...thing...that now rests before him, he wonders, "What, so to speak, is that? You know, what is it?" Actually looking around now, his expression becoming more and more bewildered, he chances another question. "What, so to speak, is going on here?" Zai gathers her blue It-bebe and clambers to her feet. "Uh, thanks," is directed toward the candidates, but it's hard to keep a stright face while watching mini versions of people you know. So a slight giggle escapes her lips as she gives them one last look and prances out with Squeeth. She's gotta get more air. Or something. "Congratulations, Takovic," Daeyn offers softly, "it's a llama." She rests one hand against the wall and leans against the back, contemplating nothing in particular as she watches. Again? Okay, who were the ones who got Searched here? US! Yes, us white-dressed folks! Ususus! Mini-Reks pouts beside Mini-Cay and Mini-Hyz, before ooooooooing! Loooooook! Issa Bloo-Green It bebe!! Yus! This fella's big, and he's boogie-ing is way across the sands, look at him go, he's cool, yeah.. Hmm... leseee... Nope, not YOU.. Or You.. or.. *gasp* *SWOON* "MineMineMine!" cries out a silly voice, and the Bloo-Gween Llama Bebe is soon sent in Tyara's direction! You remove Bloo-Gween Llama Bebe from Cloth-covered Basket. You fling Bloo-Gween Llama Bebe high up into the air, and watch as Tyara catches it before it hits the ground. Zai goes home. Wait, this definately isn't fair: Mini-Cay's going to /correct/ the next llama and point it towards the right place: The candies. Not the stands. A cough comes from behind the table as a candidate bursts into laughter. "Hatching!" She calls in an 'aside' towards Takovic. Then the focus shifts back towards Mini-Cay, who is /determined/ to stop that certain prowling..brown? Beige? Gold? from going towards the crowds. Suddenly Cay's hand jumps, sending Mini-Cay in a pouncing manner towards the llamet. "Mine! Omph!" Comes a giggle before Mini-Cay is thrown back and Flighty Hidee Benuded Bebe is flies through the air directly at Daeyn. "You's mine!" Bath time. *splash* Caylea removes Flighty Hidee Benuded Bebe! from Cloth-covered Basket. Tyara blinks as a llama throws itself at her. Um, yay? Still, the nanny can't help a grin as she turns the... 'animal' in her hands. "Aww - cute, isn't he.. she.. it?" Caylea flings Flighty Hidee Benuded Bebe! high up into the air, and watches as Daeyn catches it before it hits the ground. Hiliza is peeking out at a Takovic-type, trying not to giggle. Forget what she's wearing. A squeaky strange voice comes from her but is supposed to be the llama, "I amm... youurr llama, Takovic! My... erm... parent, is It. Have meeee!!!" And then Hiliza goes back to paying attention to the Hiliza is peeking out at a Takovic-type, trying not to giggle. Forget what she's wearing. A squeaky strange voice comes from her but is supposed to be the llama, "I amm... youurr llama, Takovic! My... erm... parent, is It. Have meeee!!!" And then Hiliza goes back to paying attention to the 'Hatching'... "Ooh!! Nooooooo!!!! Another one for someone elseee..." Hiliza *Hurts her Enter key. Daeyn lifts her shoulder in a shrug. "You've Impressed a cloth llama," she offers mildly, all too straight-faced. "It's a once-in-a-lifetime event." However, she is somewhat ... distracted asone of the creatures collides with her ... that's the only way to describe it, despite its size. Blink, blink, blink. Well, a flying llama never has previously landed on Takovic's manuscript. And judging from the utter...oddness...of it, he doubts it'll ever happen again. So yes, once in a lifetime..."I've, so to speak, /Impressed/ the llama?" That's also a very new idea, and Takovic squints at the It-Spawn on the table, trying to get the idea. Just as he hears Hiliza's voice. But he doesn't look for it. The timing was too good. Jumping several inches in his seat, Takovic looks utterly rediculous as his voice wavers, "As it were, how did you get it to talk, you know, talk?!" Oooooooooo... C'mon! More, more Llama bebes! There MUST be! Mini-Reka gets all wiggly, and head bobbing from side to side as she watches and waits.. and soon enough, the table cloth sand begins to move....... Here comes another one! Arianne arrives from deeper in the Weyr. Wait, who hid the eggs? Mini-Cay didn't see any on the expance of the sands. Suddenly, 'candidate' dives under the golden sheet and there's a lump that follows her about before she pops back out. Oh, lookie! Within her..er..mouth.. is a Llama babe! How inventive! Eat them and they'll impress you! Instead, puppeted hand flings back and sends the doll flying through the air. Mini-Cay sputters. "It tasted /bad/! No green stuff at all!" Cookie-Snitching Llama Fiend flies through the air, on the search for sweets! Unfortunately it's a one-way, straight bound flight and it lands upon/into/at Oorla! Caylea removes Cookie-Snitching Llama Fiend from Cloth-covered Basket. Caylea flings Cookie-Snitching Llama Fiend high up into the air, and watches as Oorla catches it before it hits the ground. Mayir looks out as the llamas go flying left and right. "Impressive," he remarks. Pun? You be the judge. Bur he does giggle at the play in progress. Remember. Just keep suspending disbelief. A second Llama emerges from.. where ever IT spawn come from when it's an Puppet LLama Hatching, and it reeks of ambition (actually, it reaks of sweet rolls, because SOME candidates can't wait till this is over to eat!). Giving a slightly flighty head toss, it 'strides' forward with purpose in it's step. Wandering straight up to Mini-Caylea, is whuffles, then knock her aside to snuffle Mini-Hyz, who is also sent sprawling. Mini-Reks is huffed, puffed and knocked over, before finally, a flying leap is taken into the audience, and the Right one is found! Hah! Look out below, or should we say.. Mayir! Daeyn lifts her shoulder in a shrug. "So it seems ... and one of the great mysteries of Pern, I'm sure ..." She's turning over her llama quite carefully, trying to either make sense of it or some ineffable possibility. Take your pick. "No, 'wyllth. He looks absolutely nothing like you ..." You remove Blond Ambition Llama from Cloth-covered Basket. Arianne raises an eyebrow. "What's going on...?" You fling Blond Ambition Llama high up into the air, and watch as Mayir catches it before it hits the ground. Tyara *dies! Blond ambition?! Rauve** cackles. Quietly. Caylea *rolls :) OOC: Mayir giggles. Rauve** And who does it looook like? ;) OOC: Mayir hrms. :) Tilarekna * notes there are more.. but the folks to whome they is intended are not present Tyara *thinks it looks a little like Auri with that hair.... *cackle* And the innocence. Arianne exchanges the protection of stone for the bowl outside. Takovic *would call Geko and drag her on. But I shouldn't make phone calls after 10:00. Rauve** didn't desc it, but named it. u.u Tilarekna * ahhs.. Siannen *baps Tya. S'posed t'look like Lis. Tyara *knows :P Mayir laughs softly as the llama lands in his lap so alliterately, but snatches it out of the air, shaking his head as he looks it over, tumbling it over and over in his fingers. "See?" he asks Lis, showing it to her. "Ain't it cute?" Tilarekna's puppet stares, then flops over backwards off teh table to the floor with a swoony faint-like sigh, shich disolves into giggles beneath/behind. Yup, all the right puppets have been handed out! Lis peers down at the llama in Mayir's hands, giving it a bit of a scowl. "You know, it looks like /me/. I'm not sure if I like that." Narrowed eyes get turned on the creators of it with a pouty 'humph', slipping into a sulk. Rauve applauds his fellows heartily, arms angled over and around Siannen. Daeyn has disconnected. Daeyn folds herself up and drifts off into half-slumber. Mayir claps softly as well, then looking from the pout on Lis' lips, to the pout on his llama. Y'know, now that he really looks at it. They do sort of look a lot alik..But Lis will never have to hear that. Siannen joins in the applause, slight frame snuggled back against Rauve. Lucky she's so short, huh? Tyara snickers at Mayir's llama, especially when Lis dissolves into pouting. Mwahaha. "Aww, cute one, May. It reminds me of some slutty person..." Snickering, the nanny joins in on the applause. Gideon arrives from deeper in the Weyr. Hannah has disconnected. Hannah falls asleep. Hiliza peeks out more from behind the table. "Is it over?" She pulls the puppet off her hand and puts the frames back on. Wait...maybe that's not a good idea. Oh well. Hiliza short of quietly shuffles over to Takovic, and then decides to remove the frames again. She slinks into her chair and smiles, if a bit awkwardly, at him. The housekeeper arrives to cart Daeyn off to bed. "That was funny," Rauve murmurs, slouching back against his squirrel-tail. Caylea slowly slinks up from behind the table, her tunnelsnake suit barely hanging on. She clears her throat, coughing as well as she smiles. Well, that was over. And she's sooooo exhausted. But it was fun! She slinks out from behind the table and takes a bow. "Enjoy your new friends!" Fear. Caylea glances back to her fellows. "All done?" Gideon slowly enters the cavern and walks around the crowd gathered there, eventually leaning against the wall near the hearth. Tilarekna rises from behind the table now, grinning broadly at the folks who are now lumbered with It-Spawn, and giving a little half-bow as the applause reaches her ears. "thank you, we hope you all enjoyed the show, and your new.. uh.." she grins as Caylea fills in that bit. "Yup, we're done." And she's now exhausted.. Athravan blinks in from ::between::! Lis * scoots. 'Twas fun! The housekeeper arrives to cart Hannah off to bed. Takovic is still looking at the llama with some bewilderment; he has indeed noticed that it's supposed to look somewhat like him. Which is amusing indeed. He is smiling somewhat, though with a still confused tilt. His nervous fingers tap the table around the cloth thing. "Thank you, you know, thanks!" he returns to the Candidates, not sure on how they get such ideas. Lis goes home. You click your heels three times. You go home. You climb into Reka's Centermost Purple Cot. Inside Reka's Centermost Purple Cot, Tilarekna climbs into Reka's Centermost Purple Cot. Reka's Centermost Purple Cot You are lying on the cot. The warm blankets surround you, and you feel very comfortable. *** End of Log *** ========================================================================= The Ceilidh Dance Log (which comes before this one) can be found at: http://www.angelfire.com/scifi/farli/ht/Weyrs/rek4.html =========================================================================