8/7/2003
03:15
PM
Logfile
from Kibai.
Weyrling
Barracks
The
large entryway opens into two immense U-shaped caverns stretching deep into the
cliff side. Glow baskets lining the cavern walls cast a soft light, dispelling
the shadows and illuminating the home of all High Reaches weyrlings. Stone
couches of various sizes line the many walkways of well-packed dirt and stone.
Along
the walls nearest the entrance, shelves and pegs hold the leathers, books and
tools needed when teaching and practicing, and towards the back, a large pool
for the dragonets and weyrlings and several large containers kept full of fresh
meat serve as conveniences for the busy residents of these barracks.
Snuggled
in with the leather supplies and tools are fifteen firelizards.
Green
Hiakith, brown Seishuth, green Chrideth, green Ainth, blue Morvorth, green
Zuleikath, and bronze Minoyath are here.
You see
Dragon Wing, Weyrling Progress Record, and Star Studded Sky here.
Lauria,
Lexi, and M'nty are here.
Obvious
exits:
Training
Grounds Couches
K'bai
slides out of his couch, but only after Seishuth has scampered out of it as
well. Said brown lifts his muzzle, drawing in a deep breath as he searches for
that tell-tale scent of blood, rent flesh, food. Yumm. K'bai, meanwhile, is
still hazily dragging fingers through his hair to try to put it to rights,
playing tag along to the brown.
M'nty
stretches after swinging his legs over the edge of his and Minoyath's couch.
He's got a crick in his neck again, mostly because the flamboyant bronze
decided that he'd much rather curl up *around* M'nty, than next to him. But now
the fool dragon is awake and hungry, slithering off the couch after unwrapping
himself from his lifemate and beelining straight for the munchies. "Bah, Mino!"
M'nty grumbled, rubbing his neck.
Ainth
is sleeping, still, which is a miracle-- because her 'rider just woke up with a
start. "Meh..." is what she first utters, before turning towards her
sleeping counterpart. "Stop pretending," she urges, "your
stomach is going to eat -me-, if you don't get up and eat something." With
an apologetic burble, Ainth pulls herself up, waiting for Laur to drag herself
out of bed. "C'mon, let's go," Laur mutters, not only dragging
herself out of bed but dragging herself towards the food.
Seishuth
continues along his way, tail lifted just a tad so that it doesn't slither
along the floor. Actually rather speedy, the brown gets to the scraps bin in no
time at all, falls back onto his haunches, and then pops up to drape his forelegs
upon the lip of the barrel *teeter* K'bai is a bit slower, still fussing with
the belt around his tunic. "Just wait up there, Sei."
Minoyath
is definately already at the munchies and he's circling them slowly like a
vulture. Feed me, feed me... His whole demeanor chants those words at M'nty,
who's frowning and shaking his head. So most likely the little draggie is
chanting that vocally also. "I'm comin' I'm comin'!" M'nty muttered,
holding his neck, Geeze, I'll feed you, you won't starve in the three breaths
it takes me to get to you. He finished his comment as he stepped up to his
dragon and wrapped his arms around the creatures neck. Gotcha... now, tell me
what you want and I'll get it. He then realized that others were awake. K'bai,
Laur. Morn' How're you, and Seishuth and Ainth. He cast a eye over the
apparently also-hungry weyrlings
Lauria
glances back towards a trailing Ainth, smiling at her as they reach the meat.
"Look, Ainth, you're drooling. You should've woken me -up-. It's okay! I
don't mind being waken up, especially if it's for you. No, you can't think that
I don't like it, even if I don't seem to, I have to feed you-- you know
that..." She glances over towards Seishuth, chuckling, before she responds
towards M'nty. "Hungry. As usual. And still trying to get Ainth to wake me
up."
Seishuth
remains as is, the majority of his weight braced up against that barrel.
<< Hungry. Anyone else? >> And that is about the only warning he is
going to give before tipping that precarious balance forward. You know, against
that barrel. That barrel doesn't have a chance as it topples forward with a
hollow *thunk* spilling hunks of meat out onto the floor, along with a good
amount of 'juices'. K'bai just stands there in some sort of stunned stupor at what
Sei just did. "Ohh, you didn't." Sure he did.
M'nty
blinked and jumped up and down, trying to avoid the foul nastiness oozing
across the floor. "Shards! Well, Kibs, I suppose that's what we
get..." He trailed off as Minoyath gave a thrilled squeal and flicked his
tail with a thump against the already-spilt barrel, shaking loose a couple more
pieces. He pounced on one of the delievered delicasies and began to rip right
into it. "Oh noooo..." groaned M'nty. Well, all he could do was hope
the floor was clean enought to eat off of. He sighed and glanced at Lauria.
"Yea? I just figured out yesterday that Mino's become an expert at
pretending to be asleep. He won't wake me even for his stomach." M'nty
glared at the creature munching contentedly on spilled meat, soaking in the
'juicies'.
Lexi
has disconnected.
El'wyn
escapes Zuleikath's domain near the back of the barracks, finally unfettered
from those binding chains.
Lauria
laughs, lightly. "Then she learned that from Mino--" Wait, there's a
big mess on the ground. Ainth has a determinedly scolding look fixed on her
face, eyes narrowed. << Seishuth! You weren't supposed to do that, you
know that. You just need to be patient. Now we need to clean it all up...
>> She trots over towards the juices, promptly licking at them as she
would lick at water. "Ainth!" Laur is just as surprised to see Ainth
refuse the spilled meat as she is to hear the green is actually cleaning up.
"Why don't you just -eat the meat-, we'll mop up the mess later..."
Seishuth
croons a note of encouragement to Minoyath, before pouncing forward to claim a
haunch that slides across the bloody mess on the floor. << We shall clean
by eating it all up, of course >> K'bai draws back a few paces before
climbing up onto someone else's couch to keep out of the spreading mess.
"Uh... sorry," he manages, flickering a glance to the other
weyrlings, looking a little apologetic, but mostly amused.
Zuleikath
slinks. Stalks. /Pounces/. All awkward grace, still she manages to attach
herself to a rather large hunk, and begins chewing enthusiastically. El'wyn
eyerolls, stretches,a nd says sarcastically, "A little hungry, isn't
she?" He asks no one in particular. "I suppose this is one way to
feed 'em."
Minoyath
crunches into the bone of the small piece he'd chosen, slurping marrow before
discarding the shards. Moving onto another piece he gives Ainth an innocent
look. << Sorry Sorry, dinna mean anything. 'Sides, It's easier to eat it,
than clean it. >> M'nty frowned at his lifemate. He *taught* Ainth that
little trick. You rascal! He stepped through the mess to scratch his lifemate's
eyeridge. "You better clean all this up." He gives the dragon a
mock-serious glare. Then he grins over at El'wyn. Seems like it. But hey, at
least it saves us the trouble of digging for what they want, right? No no,
Mine, I want *that* piece. That one at the *bottom*. I can see it, why can't
you reach it!" M'nty mimicked his dragon and shuddered.
<<
Yes, well, we can't possibly clean this all up, and now ours are going to have
to, if anyone finds out. I don't like making Lauria do more than she has to,
especially because of someone who can't be patient. >> That's a big
thought for Ainth, but she burbles thankfully at Lauria's offer to clean it up,
finally taking to the meat. Laur sighs, waving towards El'wyn with a
half-resigned look on her face. Between munches, Ainth can be heard speaking to
Minoyath, << It isn't your fault Minoyath. You were patient. How was your
night? >>
Zuleikath
is almost purring her content, her tail lashing back and forth as she pounces
on another piece to rend, destroy, and eat. El'wyn, beig a sardonic sort, says
in a casual aside, "Now why does this not bode well for my future?"
His brows twitch amusedly, and he crosses his arms. "Least I don't have to
be bothered with touching it this time." It's always gross to do the
butchering.
Seishuth
rends into the meat, gulping it down. Watch as the lump slides down his throat
to drop into his tummy. That was great. Again. He gives a tentative bump to
another hunk of 'beast, and it skitters some, he gives it a harder push, and
when the meat ricochets off of another weyrling dragon's leg, the chase is on.
*pounce* He looks over to El'wyn with a grin. "Ah yes. Point there."
Minoyath
blinked as the hunk of meat shot off in another direction from his leg. He
peered down at the offending spot, then licked at it. MmmMm, yum. He then
slowly turned his little wedge of a head towards Ainth << Good Good, I'd
hoped it wouldn't. Sleep went well, and it was warm. >> M'nty grimaced at
the same instant, rubbing his neck in testament to exactly what Minoyath curled
around to keep himself warm, the little bugger. He chuckled at El'wyn though.
Yup, that scares me right there. He shrugged, But touchin' it's not bad...
but.... He gave his fingers a delicate shake, They seem to be having much more
fun playing with it themselves. Perhaps we should do this every morning.
Ainth
is chewing her meat happily, though glances up towards Seishuth with slight
disdain. It's dissolving though, as the meat in her stomach starts to give her
energy and put her into a better mood. << Warm? >> She inquires
again, wanting to hear more. << I'm really glad it was warm, though,
Minoyath. Always makes me feel good when dragons sleep well. >> Lauria
nods slightly, laughing. "Yea, it is a bit disgusting, time-consuming,
takes forever. Easier to just let them gnaw. And Ainth loves to gnaw."
"Leika's
favorite game." Said green is pouncing every bit of meat she gets, and her
belly begins to distend. "Shards. Wonder if she'll eat herself sick."
El'wyn grins wickeldy. "Can't imagine the weyrlingmasters'd be too pleased
for us to let 'em eat like this. Good practice for hunting, though."
K'bai
remains perched upon someone's couch, one arm curling around a drawn up leg.
"Well, I am sure that a few more of the dragons will be up soon as well,
and will appreciate the little buffet line sprawled all over the floor."
He shoots a glance askance to Llew. "Probably not." Notice as he
doesn't move to attempt at any cleaning quite yet. Seishuth gobbles down this
last bit, and then lopes his way closer to the others. << Warm? You a
cuddler, Minoyath? Show me? >>
M'nty
shrugged at El'wyn. "We can always stop them if they look like they're
getting too full." He grinned. Minoyath was carefully munching on another
pieces, slowly and steadily. The bronze looked up once at Ainth before turning
back to his food. << Warm. Am... cuddlier than a fuzzy feline. But M'nty
is warm, so I just *had* to curl up around him. He used me as a pellow. I don't
think he's too happy about that though. But yes... I'm warm. >> He
answered Seishuth in the same comment. He shifted his small body from foot to
foot as he searched for another munchie to attack. M'nty sighed, "Seems
like they're almost done..."
Ainth
has turned from gulping meat to licking up the floor again, her muzzle red with
blood and bits of meat. "Ah, shaffit, you're a mess..." Laur mutters
towards her dragon, massaging her temples. "Into the pool, into the pool,
need to get you cleaned up..." << Show me too? >> Ainth
attempts, though the blood dripping off her muzzle isn't particularly sanitary.
<< I don't mind cuddling and listening. Did you have any dreams last
night? >> She takes a deep breath as Minoyath totters off, turning
towards the pool. "In, in, in..."
Zuleikath
looks up from the idle batting of one last, huge chunk of meat.
<<This...cuddling.>> She considers carefully, in buzzing,
paper-rustling tones. << How is it done?>>
Seishuth
would have actually preferred to see a demonstration of this cuddle, but he
supposes an explanation is just as good, especially considering Minoyath and
his lifemate aren't around anymore. << Cuddling? It involves warmth and
closeness... >> Ever so slowly, the brown turns his head to peer at
K'bai, head cocking to the side in consideration. But his rider isn't paying a
bit of attention. Instead, the brown looks over to Ainth and then Zuleikath
<< Want to try it? >>
"Tell
your dragon that I have to get her cleaned up first," Ainth's rider turns
towards K'bai, though if K'bai has any idea what Laur means, it'll be a
miracle. "Dip your head into the pool..." Lauria walks to kneel by
the side of the cleaning pool and wash off a bloody muzzle. "Ah, there you
go, there you go..." Ainth comes up spluttering. << I would like to
try it, although I already know what it is. It is enjoyable. I cuddle with
Lauria, though not while she's asleep. It would wake her up. I don't want to
wake her up. >>
El'wyn
turns a gimlet stare on his dragon. "Pool. Now. And either eat that or
leave it be." Zuleikath warbles in protest, attempting to stand on her
hind legs and look tough. She fails, and is firmly escorted into the pool to
remove all the blood from paws and muzzle.
Seishuth,
the instigator of this entire mess, goes back to munching on another bit of
meat, 'cause his tummy isn't quite full yet. A few licks are given to the floor
as well, just to try it out. << We should try it some time. All of us. We
would be very warm then. >> K'bai shoots an apologetic look towards
Lauria, along with a smile. "Go on. I'll tidy this up."