Sunday, March 10, 2002

 

Healer Great Hall

The ceiling soars surprisingly high in this large room.  Comfortable looking chairs are arranged to face the front, where a speaker might stand to address an assembled group.  This is also where the Caduceus is prominently displayed for all to see, serving as a reminder daily of the oaths a Healer takes.

On one side of the room is a doorway that leads to the Healer Passage, where the infirmary is located, and towards the main hall of Ista Hold.  On the other end of the room at opposite ends of the wall are two more doors, one leading into the Healer Lounge, and living quarters of the Healers posted at the Hall, the other to the Healer Center where all the offices are located and the book learning takes place.

You see Caduceus, Jiayi, Snow, and Dinner Decorations here.

Aerrin, Jassay, Kylianna, Katrine, and Cayl are here.

Obvious exits:

Healer Passage     Healer Lounge     Healer Center

 

Dinner Decorations

The Great Hall has been transformed for the formal dinner this evening. Long tables stretch across the hall, covered in alternating cloths of white and rich Healer purple, and glows have been placed strategically down the center, contrasting nicely with blooming flowers in tall vases that have been importated from somewhere for the event. The lighting in the Hall itself is dim, cast primarily by the hundreds of glows that have been placed in baskets and hung from the cieling high above. Near the front, the caduceus glows brightly illuminated, set off from the rest of the room. Everything is impeccably neat and clean, just waiting for hungry Healers.

 

Aerrin is already seated a long table near the front of the room, black robes standing stark against the white tablecloth that covers the table in front of her. A faint smile plays across her face as Healers enter. Every few moments she leans back, head turning to exchange a few words with this Journeyman or that Master before resuming her watch.

 

Jassay makes her way in, white robes as evident as those of a candies. A timid glimpse is offered about the room, where to go, what to do, it's been such a long time since she's been here for anything but a class.

 

Katrine walks into the Hall, looking around for people she knows, not that she recognizes that many faces after being at Grinstead for so long. "Hello Master Aerrin." a warm smile for her Mentor.

 

Kerali sways her hips as she walks in from the Healer Passage.

Theorn walks in from the Healer Passage.

 

Kylianna trudges inwards, sandals dragging along the ground as she slinks into the room. Slink. Slink. She's hot and tired. "Master Aerrin," she manages to chirp, a half-smile on her face as she eyes the room. A chance to sit down. Yes. That would be pleasant. Her fellow apprentices get a brief nod. "'Lo." And she's off and trudging, gold firelizard snoozing around her neck.

 

Catia walks slowly in from the Healer Passage.

 

Sudanna walks in from the Healer Passage.

 

Catia makes her entrance along with Sudanna, following a couple of apprentices. "Aerrin... Master Aerrin... I don't believe I've had a chance to congratulate you yet," she speaks directly to Aerrin, before spotting Cayl and making her way over to the other rider.

 

Kerali walks in, heels clicking softly on the floor as she mingles with the crowd.  "G'day Master Aerrin, Bluerider Cayl, Jass, Kylianna, Kat, Mosiah," she says, giving each a grin with their names.  At least /that/ part of Kera's memory isn't burning out on her, eh?  "Wow...this is fabulous!" she whispers, eyes wide as she takes in the room.

 

Sudanna says, "Cayl!" A bright smile wreaths wan face as she spies her old friend and former apprentice. "How are you feeling dear?" Glances between Aerrina nd the bluerider.. "Everything going well? And why didn't you come to me? I am a midwife, you know!"

 

"Hello... hi there... Katrine, enjoying being at Ista for a change?" Aerrin's voice rises and falls in a constant cadence of greeting and small talk, directed in turn toward Katrine, Kylianna, and Catia, who's given a bright smile and a soft. "Thank you," before more greetings are given.

 

Theorn enters the hall with Kerali, all smiles and sunshine, looking rather comfortable in his robes. Certainly looser than what he is usually seen in. After a moment, he moves away from the other healer, beginning to mingle in the crowd of white and purple robes, passing out greetings as he passes people. "Jassay, Moe, Journeywoman Aerrin," he says, each punctuated by a nod. And then his gaze falls onto Katrine, and he heads over to her, waving a greeting out, along with a "Hello... How've you been?"

 

Mosiah slips into the hall, pulling and tugging upon his robes. Really now. Are these things necessary? Wouldn't just a shirt and shorts do? Instead of the uniformity of robes. He takes another step, only to near strangle his self. "Oif!" Fingers pluck at the neckline before shooting a glance to the healer behind him. "The whole point of wearing a white robe is to keep it white. Insisting upon stepping on the hem of mine, won't improve matters." He scampers further in, nodding to this person and that in greeting.

 

"Caaaaayl." Kylianna just gives a little 'squee' sound attached to the bluerider's name. She /missed/ her Cayl. "Caaaayl." Oye, they're getting old. The white robe is yanked at and adjusted as she continues shifting and moving. The apprentice gives a little snort to Mosiah, shaking her head as she eyes him. "You okay? You look like you're havin' some trouble..." Snort.

 

Katrine smiles as she finally sees a few familiar faces in the crowd. "Hello." she calls to the group Kerali is standing with before turning her attention back to Aerrin. "It's lovely to be here for a change. Not that I don't like Grinstead." She does..but sometimes you have that detached feeling, but that feeling is gone as she sees Theorn. Her face full of smiles. "Hello Theorn. I'm fine. How are you?" slightly formal she knows but they are under the watchful eyes of many Journeymen.

 

Aerrin stands suddenly, greetings stopped as the Hall begins to fill to capacity. She waits for a moment, scanning the gathering in silence before a fork is lifted and tapped gently against the glass. The resulting sound echoes in a sharp, sweet *cling* throughout the Hall. Another short moment, and Aerrin grins broadly at the group. She glances down the rows of tables, catching the eyes of other Masters and a few Journeymen here and there before facing front again, throat clearing. "If I could have your attention, please?" she addresses toward the Healers, voice loud and commanding from Turns of teaching rowdy apprentices.

 

Jassay looks about at the sudden appearance of so many healers, robes varying from plain white, to black with purple. The girl is absoloutly lost in the crowd of healers, so few of whom does she know. So she does the only thing she can think of and makes her way over towards the edge of the room, near a wall, where she won't get trampled.

 

Sudanna says, "Katrine, Theorn.." Yup, danna /is/ watching.. witha  smirk.. remembering her own days as apprentice.. How long did it take Jathen after her promotion, anyways? Days? Anyway.. "I am so proud of how /all/ of you look. Thank you for honoring the Hall so."

 

Kerali slips into a chair near the other Sr. Apprentices, attention caught by the tinkling of metal against glass.  She nudges one of the men to hush, then looks up at Aerrin with a little grin.

 

Catia settles herself into a vacant chair, and adjusts her uncomfortable robes. As Aerrin calls for silence, the greenrider settles her hands into her lap, and pays attention - it's not as if she was saying anything anyway.

 

Theorn looks around for a moment, before replying to Katrine's question. "Not too bad... been busy since my presentation, but Aeriella has been..." Then both 'Danna and Aerrin's voices register in his mind. "Thank you Sudanna..." and then his attention /is/ turned to Aerrin. And bah - days? Like Theorn could wait that long.

 

Mosiah flashes a curious smile onto Kyli as she passes him by, "That snorting could be a clue to health problems, Kyli. You really should see a Healer about that." He passes over to an empty seat, only to glance up as Aerrin begins to play with dinnerware. "And that is exactly why she isn't a Harper. Tone-deaf." He smiles cheekily up to his mentor before sidling into a position by... Kylianna.

 

Katrine seats herself as quickly as she can in her long robes. Smiling at Danna. "Thank you for saying that." Her attention now fully fixed on Aerrin.

Sudanna slips into her own chair, keeping the one beside her open for Jathen. he might make it, if his relief arrives on time.

 

Sooo much for the ever non-classic sneak attack.  Cay's been spotted and her name called across the Hall enough times to cause her to look in every which direction. "I'm feeling..great...Sudanna?"  She smiles as she finally spots the woman and hurries over.  "Everything's going great actually.  I've been revived by this wonderful climate."  There's the squee:  Kylia must be near.  "Old?  Oh..yes, well, I wouldn't call yourself /that/ old, Kylianna, but..."

 

"As you all know, we are members of one of the oldest, most important Crafts on Pern." Aerrin's speech begins formally, voice dropping a bit softer as the din quiets down. Her form, clad in the purple-trimmed black robe of a Healer Masters, stands still and straight just in front of the caduceus.  Glowlight illuminates both Aerrin and the Healer symbol behind her, making them easy to find in the crowded room. "We don't just affect the everyday lives of Pern.. we change their lives, and sometimes save them. We have an important responsibility - one that is not to be taken lightly or handed to those who are not willing to appreciate the importance of what we do. As such, when someone shows such aptitude and dedication to advance in our Craft, it is a cause for celebrating and congratulations - it's not an easy task, but one well worth striving for." Aerrin pauses, reaching downward to lift her water glass for a short sip before she continues. "I know many of you worked hard to make our Open House a few sevendays ago a great success - thanks to Journeyman Sudanna for organizing that." Aerrin smiles, waving a hand to indicate that Sudanna should rise to recieve applause, which she begins. Once it's died down, she speaks again. "That Open House was a fabulous success - we introduced our craft to many people, and we had several apprentices who worked particularly hard to accomplish this." A short pause as Aerrin scans the room for a particular face. "Senior Apprentice Katrine, would you come forward, please?"

 

Sudanna nods and blushes as she quickly rises and as quickly sits.. "The apprentices really deserve the applause for all theier work." She truley believes that.. she has said it again and again.

 

Katrine blinks as it registers in her mind that Aerrin is addressing her. Pushing her chair back she makes her way over to her Mentor. Nervously clearing her throat as she reaches Aerrin after the seemingly endless walk.

 

Kerali flashes a grin over at Theorn after she stops applauding, giving the man a quick wink and subtle nod towards Katrine.  Then, wordlessly, she turns to glance up towards the head tables, still smiling.

 

Mosiah brings his hands together in applause with the rest of those present. He flickers a smile across to Sudanna for a moment before allowing his attention to drift back forward, following Katrine's progress as she approaches Aerrin.

 

Theorn claps for sudanna, smile on his face... and then as Katrine is called forward, his smile is turned into a grin, mischievious and endearing. "Yeah - Go katrine! Woooo!" comes his voice, despite the fact that no one else seems to be shouting encouragement. Oh well.

 

Kylianna quiets. The healer flashes Cayl a grin before scootching into a seat, eyes trapped at the front as she lets out a whistle. Katriiiine. She's either up for somethin' good or something very, very bad. Hehe. But the healer just cross her legs, fidgeting within the confines of the robe as she keeps her attention sharp. Woo.

 

Catia gives a quick grin towards Sudanna as the journeywoman is congratulated. Reaching for her own glass, she drinks, nodding towards the unknown Katrine as she's called forward.

 

Jassay applauds for Sudanna, that is before the sr. apprentice is called forward. Her blue gaze quickly turns towards Katrine and Aerrin and a small smile crosses her face.

 

Aerrin isn't /quite/ grinning - that wouldn't be fitting, see. It's a formal occasion. Still, her smile suggests that she's quite proud as her eyes track Katrine's progress toward the front. "Katrine, you have completed your required classes, have assisted the Hall by teaching new apprentices, and have completed a project that was presented - rather successfully, I hear - at the Open House, correct?" the Master questions, hands clasped loosely in front of her.

 

Sudanna finds herself nodding to answer Master Aerrin's questions. She was a witness to all the work, and the final result. Jade gave her feet a lovely workout with what she learned at Katrine's class.

 

Katrine smiles rather nervously at Aerrin, half wondering just where this is leading up to. She clears her throat again before speaking. "That's correct Master Aerrin." and she was just as nervous before presenting her project as she is now. Fighting the urge to fidget with her robes.

 

Aerrin is having trouble with that 'not grinning' bit, but the Healer has been trained in formality when the occasion calls for it, and this, Katrine's reply gets only a short not. "Then kneel, apprentice, and place your dominant hand on the caduceus," she replies, voice rising so the entire hall can hear. The Master steps to one side, leaving the illuminated space for the apprentice and caduceus.

 

Catia is also having trouble not grinning, having seen more than enough of these ceremonies to know exactly where Aerrin is leading... up to the caduceus and beyond, it seems.

 

Sudanna really beams now.. As she sees the reward for all Katrine's hard work.. More hard work, actually, but still.. what a wonderful day for this girl from Grinstead and how more wonderful for Aerrin.

 

Kerali reaches for her glass of - water - and just watches with a grin, hoping that someday she'll be able to do just what Katrine's doing now.  Someday, with just as much hard work, she knows.  For now, she's completely thrilled for the girl.  Go Katrine!

 

Katrine goes hot then cold as it finally dawns on her just what is happening. She's only too happy to kneel as her unsteady legs feel ready to collapse, pausing only to straighten her robes before she places her right hand on the Caducues. Remembering the last time she did this..

 

Theorn is already grinning as Aerrin speaks, and Katrine follows her instructions. Even he can guess where this is headed - and he's known for getting confused with everyday things. Smoothing one hand absentmindedly over his robes, his full attention is fixed upon the two female healers at the caduceus.

 

Aerrin has no trouble with the formality now - she comprehends quite well just how important this promotion is, and thoughts of her own, turns ago, whirl through her mind. "Repeat after me, please," she instructs softly before her voice rises again in formal tones. "I willingly reaffirm the vows I took when I entered this Craft, and accept the responsibilities and privileges that come with the rank of Journeyman."

 

Mosiah sips at his water as he watches what is occurring further along the room. Gaze drifts from Master to Katrine and back again with a wry grin as he watches quietly.

 

Kylianna practically lets out a squeak, hunching in her chair as she watches the unfolding promotion. Biting her lower lip, the ocean-blue eyes flicker back and forth, from staring at the master to watching Katrine, silent words of encouragement not getting past her throat. This is always the exciting part. Waiting to see if they'll pass out before getting out their vows.

 

Katrine takes a deep breath and repeats the words after Aerrin, her voice growing in confidence. "I willingly reaffirm the vows I took when I entered this Craft, and accept the responsibilities and privileges that come with the rank of Journeyman." A smile spreading across her face.

 

Sudanna quietly stands as Katrine is busy and slips up beside Aerrin, hand holding a dark 'something' that blends into her own clothing.. Her grin is total and unabashed now. Formality is out the window for her.

 

Aerrin nods slowly, though the motion is barely visible in the dim light she now occupies. It's Katrine and the caduceus that are well lit. "I swear that I will be eternally bound by the oaths of the Healers, and that I will forever more be a member of the HealerCraft," Aerrin continues, prompting easily. A short glance goes over her shoulder toward Sudanna, who /is/ flashed a broad grin in the dim light.

 

Katrine nods and continues with the oaths. "I swear that I will be eternally bound by the oaths of the Healers, and that I will forever more be a member of the HealerCraft." Her pleasure at finally progressing is clear for the Hall to see.

 

"Then rise, Journeyman Katrine, and don your new robes," Aerrin intones, voice formal for that last bit before it breaks and she's stepping forward to claim a hug before the new Journeyman has time to take either knot or robe. "And congratulations.. you deserve it." There's something special, you see, about the first mentee the Master has watched from apprenticehood to Journeyman.

 

Topaz suddenly disappears ::between::!

 

Sudanna steps forward and offers the newly promtoed Katrine her journeywoman's robe and knot.. A grin as wide as will fit on her face resides there.. seemingly permanently stuck. As she waits for Aer to let the girl breath, she holds out both.

 

Catia starts to applaud, whether anyone else will or no, a broad smile lighting her face with pleasure: she may not know Katrine, but this is a special ceremony.

 

Theorn starts applauding loudly, whistling at the same time. Is he proud? Damn right he is. Thats Katrine up there - Journeywoman Katrine no less. Scary. She now has the power to hand out chores to him... ooo. Evil. But still. *clapclapclap* "Congratulations Katrine!" comes his call, loud enough to be heard clearly by everyone.

 

Jassay has sat silent and still (yes, she found a seat) for the duration of the promotion. But once it's all over she adds her own applause to that of the others who may be applauding. "Congratulations Journeyman!" or journeywoman, however you want to say it.

 

Katrine excepts Aerrin's hug in surprise before stepping back. Taking the offered robes and knot from Danna, quickly sliding off her old Senior Apprentice robe, replacing it with her new Journeyman's robe. "Thank you Master Aerrin, Journeywoman Sudanna." Feeling rather lost for words right now. She didn't know that she was Aerrin's first, but they'll be many more to come, she's sure of it.

 

Sudanna grabs a hug from the startled and new jman and just..w ell.. hugs..

Kerali rises up and claps, wearing a huge grin on her face.  "Congrats Journeywoman Katrine!" she shouts...not quite as loud as Theorn, but well.  She doubts anyone could beat him at this point.  INstead, she continues to clap, throwing in once brief whistle for the fun of it.

 

Mosiah claps his hands with the rest of those present as Katrine becomes a Journeyman. His smile flashes about, most prominently towards the newly promoted. "Congratulations," he adds as well.

 

"Congratulations!" Kylianna lets out another whistle, clapping loudly as she lets out her own cheer. New journeyman. Scary, indeed. And she elbows the apprentice next to her to clap harder.

 

Katrine positively beams as she accepts more hugs making her way back down to her seat. Smiling over at Theorn, yep this certainly changes things..

 

Aerrin is certainly grinning as she steps into the lit area again, hands clasped behind her back. "We had others who helped to make the Healer Open house a great success... Dragonhealer Catia, would you stand please?" The Master pauses, gaze searching for the greenrider as she pauses, stepping aside a bit to allow Sudanna to join her in the limelight - or glowlight.. or something.

 

Catia blinks in surprise, getting to her feet and dusting down her robes hastily. "I very much enjoyed taking part," she offers, not sure what she's expected to say, but adding, "I may be more than twenty Turns a rider... but I've never stopped being a healer and never want to stop."

 

Even as Aerrin speaks, bakers dressed in smart black uniforms spread throughout the hall, trays held neatly over their heads. Soup bowls are piled carefully onto the tray, and with an admirable deftness, each Healer is presented with a vegetable broth that wafts with an aroma to make any mouth water. Mmmm...

 

Sudanna says, "And as to that, I wish you all to roundly applaud our dragonhealer for her help and support in our recent Open House. Catia graciously attended and hel a demo of the arts of dragonhealing to many interested parties. And of course to myrineth as well, without whom the demo would not have been half as entertaining."

 

Mosiah shifts his attention from Katrine and over to Catia now. Green-irised eyes flicker over to watch the dragonrider as she stands now, smiling at her words. He becomes distracted momentarily though as the food arrives. Mmmmm. He claps his hands once more in appreciation for Catia and lifemate's assistance at the open house.

 

Jassay smiles slightly and offers an applause for the dragonhealer just as a bowl of broth is set before her. A slight sniff is offered of the food and she grins yet a bit more.

 

Theorn applauds for the dragonhealer too... but not as loudly as before. Leaning over to katrine as they recieve soup, he says "Well.. Congratulations again.. Journeywoman." Then his attention is divided between her and his soup. Yummy!

 

Catia grins at the applause, taking a small bow. "Thank you all... and Myrineth thanks you too. And she's reminded me that we really should come to Ista more often..."

 

Katrine smiles as her hands add to the almost deafening clapping in Hall. She eyes seeking out the dragonhealer, looking with interest at the broth in front of her. "Thank you Senior Apprentice Theorn." giggling at him. Opps, that's probably not fitting behavior.

 

Kylianna gives a loud applause for Catia, even though her eyes swivel momentarily down to the food. Broth. Mmm. But she lets out another loud, whooping cheer of appreciation. She liked that demonstration, indeed.

 

Aerrin shifts a bit, fingers absently drumming against her table - her soupless table. Evidently the Master isn't done yet. "And I hear that the Open House had a few other instances of.. excitement.. as well. We had an accident that, if it weren't for the quick thinking of one of our own, might have claimed a life in our very own Hall. Senior Apprentice Mosiah, would you please come forward?" No grinning, of course. Just a very, very pleased smile.

 

Catia sits back down, setting her spoon into her broth and shaking her head in amusement at having her name called. She manages just a few spoonfuls, but sticks to pulling a piece of bread apart as Mosiah is called up.

 

Bakers are now circulating, pictures of icewater (yes, /ice/, in Ista. Special occasion, you see) and several varities of juice carried carefully as they top off those glasses that are emptying.

 

Mosiah sets spoon back down onto the table as his name is called. He pushes back in his seat, rising settled weight upon his sandaled feet and patter down the length of the room to approach Aerrin. He offers her up a wan smile, hands coming to clasp loosely behind his back.

Willow arrives from ::between:: and drops a note in your hand.

Sudanna again nods. Mosiah was responsible for attending to a dear friend of hers when she was unable to. His quick thinking saved the Gar gardener's life, actually."

 

"One of the most important attributes a Healer can have," Aerrin continues as she watches Mosiah make his way toward the front. "Is a cool head in an emergency situation. It can save lives. Mosiah, I believe, has proved himself quite capable in this area - as well as many others. Would you kneel please, senior apprentice, and place your dominate hand on the caduceus?" The Master steps back, again giving up the lit area to the apprentice so her eyes can sparkle with pride in the safety of dim light.

 

Kylianna nearly misses Mosiah's name, too busy eyeing the icewater and juice being carried. And taking a sip of water, she nearly spits it back out as she notices Mosiah getting up. /Moe/? Oye... Eyes wide, she just stares.

 

Lupulin blinks in from ::between::!

 

Sudanna scoops up another dark bundle and pauses, waiting for the apprentice to do as he was just directed, another of those wide grins.

Mosiah crouches down, hands smoothing over the front of his robe before kneeling onto the floor. He drops one long-fingered hand onto the symbol on the floor, palm pressing to the cool surface. Once done, he looks back up to his mentor, a wry turn to his lips.

 

Theorn wouldn't think /journeywoman/ katrine would be to bothered about fitting behaviour - its not as though anyone is paying attention anyway, what with all the excitement up front. And thats where his gaze is fixed. Yup. Thats Moe. Getting promoted. Not as much a cause for celebration as Katrine... but still.

 

"Repeat after me, then," Aerrin intones easily, the words no less formal for having been uttered twice already tonight. "I willingly reaffirm the vows I took when I entered this Craft, and accept the responsibilities and privileges that come with the rank of Journeyman."

 

"I willingly reaffirm the vows I took when I entered this Craft, and accept the responsibilities and privileges that come with the rank of Journeyman," Moe echoes with an even voice. He peers across to Aerrin, that hitch in his lips deepening his dimples and causing even his eyes to smile. Only took about six turns of apprenticeship to reach this point.

 

Those stealthy bakers are at it again, sweeping away empty bowls and spoons before the Healers even notice their prescence. Faint clinks and the aroma of various roasted foods come from the direction of the Healer Center, promising more delightful dishes to come in the midst of Aerrin's speeches and promotions.

 

Ah, but what's six turns when you get a shiny new knot at the end of it? Aerrin's grinning quite firmly now, though she manages to keep her expression from showing in her voice. Thank Faranth for shadows. "And I swear that I will be eternally bound by the oaths of the Healers, and that I will forever more be a member of the HealerCraft," she concludes, voice strong.

 

"And I swear that I will be eternally bound by the oaths of the Healers, and that I will forever more be a member of the HealerCraft," Moe speaks, repeating Aerrin's words once more. His dark eyebrows arch upwards as he continues to watch his mentor, that hitch threatening to evolve into a bit of a grin.

 

"Then rise, Journeyman Mosiah, and take your new knot and robe," Aerrin responds before she steps forward, giving into the grin completely. Talk about watching a mentee's progress for Turns.. "Moe.. you've finally made it!" she offers in a whisper meant only for those very close. Can't be /too/ excited over the mentees, you know.

 

Sudanna waits and watches.. will he or won't he actually smile? As she holds the robe to keep it from creasing, she stares out at everyone here.. proud as can be of all the Healer sin the Hall.. in physical prescence or not.

 

Katrine is grinning again as she hears Moe's name being called, Yay for Moe! Two of Aerrin's Mentees getting promoted in one day.. Her eyes resting briefly on Theorn, her expression telling him that his time will come, then things will be different. Until then he'll have to treat her with respect. Clapping loudly for Moe as he finishes saying his oaths, "Well done."

 

Theorn is already clapping for the newest journeyman, - no whistles given, but his whole heart is in the applause - and a quick "Congratulations Moe!" is given. He pointedly ignores Katrine's gaze, though the grin still rests on his face. Treat her with respect? Since when /hasn't/ he respected her.

 

"Mooooe!" Kylianna lets out a little cheer for the Moe-man. Even if the idea of him as a journeyman simultaneously terrifies and disgusts her. It's still Mosiah. And everyone must cheer for the Moe. So she lets out a loud wolf whistle, adding in her applause as she tries to juggle clapping and eating. With mostly success.

 

Catia applauds happily, before taking her glass of juice. Doesn't she recognise that Mosiah from somewhere?

 

Sudanna presents the newest journeyman with his purple robe and new knot. "Well done Moe." A small catch in her own throat.. Hey the man saved a friend...

Mosiah moves to stand once more, towering over Aerrin as he reaches to take the new knot and robe. He offers her a quick wink at her words, and the muttered response, "Thanks to you, mentor-mine." He turns about, only to raise robe and knot well over his head in triumph. Statue of Liberty pose, anyone? he shakes it about for a moment to totally destroy any of the smooth lines of the new robe, meandering back to his seat.

 

Jassay grins and applauds, so many promotions and in so little time. The girl doesn't shout, nor does she whistle, just simple applauds for the new journeyman.

 

Bakers are taking advantage of the short lull as congratulations are given and smiles abound. A sudden flurry of trays appear, and plates piled high with boiled tubers, steamed veggies, and strips of carefully roasted herdbeast appear. The smell is enough to make /anyone/ hungry. Directly behind them come baskets piled high with bread still warm from the oven, and small plates of butter are spaced along the table. A feast, to be sure!

 

Aerrin laughs shortly before Mosiah is given a stern look. That's not proper.. er.. journeyman behaiv... why does she even try. Stepping forward again, Aerrin pauses to wait as food is brought out, palms spreading flat on her still-empty table. Hmm.. still going? Indeed. "We have others who have shown themselves to be collected, organized, and extremely helpful in emergency situations," she offers after a moment. "Such people have already proven themselves to be assests to the Healer Hall, and worthy of promotion. Senior apprentice Kylianna, would you come forward, please?" She's on a /roll/!

 

Sudanna keeps pace with the master, pulling yet another robe and knot from a seemingless endless supply. Too bad she doesn't /like/ the purple personally, she's dealing with so much of it lately. but it doesn't stop the grin on her face.. her jaw is begining to ache though.

 

Hrm? Whuh? Blinking, Kylianna peers up from her roasted tubers, jaw freezing as she just... stares. "Me. Me?" Whoa. And like a flash, the healer's hopping to her feet and scurrying up to the front. After all, Mosiah's six Turns are nothin' compared to the time Kyli's been wandering the healer halls. She manages a somewhat dignified stance in front of Master Aerrin. Despite the fact that her eyes look like they might pop from her head at any given moment.

 

Mosiah dismisses any 'stern' looks thrown in his direction, especially those directed to him from that Aerrin-lady. He drops into his seat, dropping disheveled robe and knot into his lap. As Kyli rises, Moe flickers a glance up to her, flashing her a quick smile absolutely imbued with amusement -for all that she probably doesn't notice it. 

 

Catia spears a tuber, chuckling at the reaction of the latest person to be called.

 

"Yes, you," Aerrin calls, grinning. She's given up, you see. Three promotions is simply too much to not grin at. "I believe you've shown your worth in your time a the Hall, Kylianna.. and your prescence of mind and organization, of which I've heard a great deal about, during a cavein and afterwards, merits some sort of reward, don't you think?" She pauses, stepping backward again. "Please kneel and place your dominant hand on the caduceus."

 

Katrine smiles as yet another person is called forward, this must be the day for promotions. Almost absent mindedly spearing and transferring tubers to her mouth as she watches.

 

Absently mindedly transferring tubers! Mais non! These tubers are /superb/. Only the best, for this Healer dinner, soaked in a delightful sauce of uncertain orgins that is, nevertheless, delicious and impossible to resist. Mmmm.

 

Kylianna is worth about a quarter-mark, maybe. The healer gives a silent nod, eyes still ready to roll across the floor at the slightest touch as she sinks to her knees. A little smile plays on her lips, unbidden, her right hand going up to lightly rest upon the caduceus. And hopefully she won't faint onto it.

 

"Repeat after me, please," Aerrin intones again, words coming easily and surely. "I willingly reaffirm the vows I took when I entered this Craft, and accept the responsibilities and privileges that come with the rank of Journeyman"

 

Theorn is certainly enjoying the food - his mouth is full of... a little bit of everything actually. Greedy pig. But his eyes are upturned to watch the promotion of another senior apprentice, as he chews on the rather sumptious food provided.

 

Jassay continues silently watching, eating at the same time, and, not managing to get anything on her healer robe. More grinning is given as more people are promoted to the rank of journeyman, what a delightful day this is.

 

Sudanna waits patiently.. face a bit paler, but otherwise holding up just fine. Jathen would be furious to see her standing.. the over-protectiveness in him his biggest fault, in her mind.

 

"I willingly reaffirm the vows," Kylianna swallows, managing to get out the words and treating them with the utmost caution. Because if anyone would forget them and screw it up, it would be her. "I took when I entered this Craft, and accept the responsibilities and privileges that come with the rank of Journeyman." Whew. Okay. That part's said.

 

Mosiah attempts some of the food provided for the dinner, washing whatever this or that is with a glass of water. He watches what occurs further up the room, managing to grin around a mouth chewing food to watch Kylianna.

 

Ah, but there's another section still to come. "And I swear that I will be eternally bound by the oaths of the Healers, and that I will forever more be a member of the HealerCraft," Aerrin continues, words coming much more easily to her than they seem to be for Kylianna.

 

Sudanna bounces ever so lightly as she waits patiently for this to be done.. What will they do now? The 'never grow-up' apprentices are both promoted!

 

"And I swear that I will be eternally bound by the oaths of the Healers, and that I will forever more be a member of the HealerCraft," Kylianna finishes, stumbling slightly at the end as she remains frozen in her spot. But she got them out, at least. And will probably never let herself be promoted again, if she has to try to get through another oath.

 

Aerrin leans to offer this one a hand - Kyli's looking like she might need some help upward. "Then rise, Journeyman Kylianna," the Master intones formally, though she's grinning. "And accept your knot and robe."

 

Sudanna steps up and takes her cue from Aerrin and offers Kyli the robe, the knot and a huge hug. "I am so proud of you Kyli." She steps back after all is siad and done.

 

The bakers finally appear with a tray for Aerrin - no soup, since she's rather behind on the meal, but the main course, still steaming with delicious aroma. It's slid into Aerrin's place ever as the Master offers Kylianna help up, ready for her when she's done.

 

Katrine claps as yet another Aerrin mentee gets promoted. It really is the day for it today. "Congratualtions." she calls to Kylianna.

The housekeeper arrives to cart Catia off to bed.

 

Jathen walks briskly in from the Healer Passage.

 

Kylianna will definitely need a hand, and accepts it. Little trouble getting to her feet, t'is all. Meep. "T-thank you," she chirps, then accepting the robe, knot, and hug in quick succession. "Thank you," she repeats, absolutely beaming as she staggers back to her seat. Journeyman Kylianna. Mwahahaha.

 

Theorn applauds yet again - still enthusiastic, though hands are starting to ache a little from almost contstant pounding together. "Congratulations Kylianna!" he calls out, eyes glittering with friendly enthusiasm.

 

Mosiah claps his hands as not Kyli is promoted. Shells. Is Aerrin out to give the entire hall Journeyman knots tonight? He flickers a smile to Kyli as she sit, offering her up a teasing wink. "And to think... we are /journeymen/ now." Boggles, doesn't it?

 

Sudanna ahems at the noise and confers with Aerrin.. words hastily whispered and a comment heard by some.. "Well, there /is/ an extra.." And then murmers again.

 

Aerrin leans her head toward Sudanna, then nods briefly as she steps back to trade places with the Journeyman. "All yours," she murmurs softly, taking up another bundle that glimmers purple in the faint light against her black.

 

"It's weeiiiird," Kylianna murmurs Mosiah-wards, just shaking her head as she clutches at her new knot, like it's going to grow legs about bounce away... Or scurry away, like a ferret. "I mean. It's /us/. Being /journeymen/." Craaazy.

The housekeeper arrives to cart Cayl off to bed.

 

Mosiah chuckles softly, raising his glass of water in a silent toast to Kyli at their new promotions. Hey? Where is the alcohol? They /are/ Journeymen now, aren't they? "And a very welcome promotion at that."

 

Sudanna smiles out to the hall as she sees Jathen has finally arrived.\, sans children so the nanny must have gotten there after all. "There is a spare robe, it seems, so I would like to put it to good use. There is one here who was of tremendous help during the Open House.. and had to put up with quite a bit of rampant apprentice-l;ike behavior as well." As her eyes search out the hall.. "And he has shown by time and practice that he can learn and even behave properly when needs be. Senior Appremtice Theorn, will you join Master Aerrin and I?"

 

Katrine can't help the huge grin that is spreading across her face as she hears Theorn's name being called.

 

Alcohol? Actually, it'd be coming, now that the main course is being finished. Not just wine, though... this is the finest of cordials, served to contrast perfectly with the various fruity tarts that are replacing empty plates. Those still bearing apprentice knots are offered teas and klahs instead.

 

Theorn turns to look up at Sudanna for a moment, hearing his name, but her words obviously not quite registering. "Me?" he asks, expression bemused for a moment, before stark realisation dawns, causing his eyes to grow wide. Behaive properly? Theorn? Bah. But still, he stands, quickly swallowing his mouthful of food before heading to join 'Danna and Aerrin, standing infront of them quietly. A half smile is firmly fixed on his face, as though he is unsure what to think.

 

Kylianna raises her own water glass, taking a light sip as she leans back, practically giddy now that she's not required to stand and repeat the oath. And hey, her eyes are fully in her head again. "Indeed, a very welcome one." Theorn just gets eyed. Him too? Weiiiiird. The new journeywoman just leans back, eyes practically glowing as she notices alcohol. Ooooh.

 

Jassay finishes her applauding only to take a sip of her non-alcaholic beverage. A grin is offered tart-wards and a chuckle at Theorn's question.

 

Aerrin simply stands in the background, grinning. It's Sudanna's turn to shine. And that meal is making her mouth water.. hmm...

 

Sudanna says, "Not only has Theorn grown as a young man in the Hall, he has done so regardless of the poor examples often offered him by his betters." Smirks to Aer and jathen.. "And I am personally proud of the work he displayed to Pern at the Open House. Dragonrider R'ley was quite impressed with his knowledge and how well he shared it." She turns to the young man.. "Please knell and place your dominate hand on the Caduceus.""

 

Magen walks in from the Healer Lounge.

 

Mosiah watches Theorn as it is his turn now. His gaze is drawn to the side though at Kyli's words, flashing her yet another wink. Yeah. Alcohol. That's all we need. A bunch of drunk newly-frocked Journeymen who haven't had a drink in turns -well, those who haven't on the sly, that is. Should be a very fun dinner.

 

Theorn folloes Sudanna's instructions, slipping to his knee's quickly, and reaching out his right hand, to gently press it against the caduceus, using it to steady himself a little. He swallows deeply, turning his eyes up to glance at Sudanna, before gazing again at the Caduceus.

 

Sudanna says, "Please repeat after me.." Yes, she's being polite.. for what reason, who knows.."I willingly reaffirm the vows I took when I entered this Craft, and accept the responsibilities and privileges that come with the rank of Journeyman."

 

Woo-hoo. That'll be the Craft spirit. Drunken journeymen. And Journeyman Kylianna will enjoy being drunk with Journeyman Mosiah, oh yes, she will... Taking a sip from her glass, she continues her munching, gaze turning to the promotion-in-progress. Someone else that'll probably be able to get the oath out far more gracefully than her.

 

Theorn pauses for a few moments, taking a deep breath before speaking "I willingly reaffirm the vows I took when I entered this Craft, and accept the responsibilities and privileges that come with the rank of Journeyman." his voice is surprisingly steady as he speaks, and he takes another breath after finishing that simple sentence.

 

Katrine chuckles as some thing alcoholic is placed in front of her, just a little thing to remind her that she's no longer an apprentice, as if she needs to be reminded! She's grinning for ear to ear as she listens to Theorn.. Who'd have thought all those turns back when they first arrived at the Hall that they'd both make Journeyman on the same day. 

 

And hungry Healers... Like Aerrin. Who hasn't had so much as a slice of bread yet, let alone berry tarts and cordial. Instead, she's standing straight and firm behind Sudanna, watching Theorn's Oaths.

 

Sudanna nods, eyes glowing as she studies the suddenly serious Theorn before her... "Again, please repeat this.. I swear that I will be eternally bound by the oaths of the Healers, and that I will forever more be a member of the HealerCraft." Her vision suddenly dims as she remembers the day she spoke those words for herself.

 

Theorn repeats this more quickly, as if afraid he will forget what to say if he doesn't get it out in time. " I swear that I will be eternally bound by the oaths of the Healers, and that I will forever more be a member of the HealerCraft." There. Oath done. His expression is now calm - though what he is feeling on the inside is probably nothing like calm.

 

Kurt stalks in from the Healer Passage.

 

Jathen is leaning up against one of the walls, listening to all the promotions and banter. At least from the time he entered. He watches as his wife confirms rank on a new journeyman. Theorn at that. Impressive show it was. Despite he and Aerrin going at it during the Open House....a wary eye notices the new arrival and then looks back at the front...

 

Magen quietly slips in and takes a seat nearby. Not wanting to interrupt or be noticed. Looking up to the front, at the caduceus, she watches as Theorn is promoted to Journeyman. *tear in my eye* Whispering..."I always get emotional at these things."

 

Moonn slips quietly in from the Healer Passage.

 

Sudanna motions to Aerrin to bestow the robe.. but before she does so, Danna grabs the newest jman and hugs him, pride showing in her face.. pride for all four newly-made Jmen actually.

 

Sora ping-pongs haphazardly in from the Healer Passage.

 

Aerrin's grin is quite firm now, and she steps easily forward to extend robe and knot. "Congratulations, journeyman," she intones before her gaze slides along the hall, resting briefly on each new Journeyman.

 

Mosiah takes a long drink from his glass, allowing the rich liquid free passage down his throat and to do its stuff. Sweet nectar, it is. He leans back in his chair, applauding for Theorn as he is promoted as well, "Well done, Theorn." But it is that glance from Kyli that has him looking back over to her with a wry grin.

 

Kurt pokes his head through the doors, peering around before stepping in. Dark eyes scan and search out Aerrin and the  Harper Master flees to the safety of his wife's side. She'll protect him from evil healers, right?" he reaches out and taps her on the shoulder. "Hey..."

 

Theorn stands, hugging 'Danna tightly for a moment as his calm exterior breaks, revealing a grin and eyes that sparkle. He then releases her, and taken the new robe and knot, throwing them into place with haste, and turning to smile and wave at katrine. Yey. Now she can't give him chores.

 

Magen claps. Then fingers in her mouth, she lets a shrill whistle out! "Congratulations! Woo hoo! Yea!" *I am a lady, I am*

 

Katrine wipes away a tear of happiness that has welled up in the corner of her eye. Waving back at Theorn her eyes still bright with unshed tears. "I guess we both did it." talking to herself, waiting for him to make his way back to her.

 

Sora shimmies in the entrance with a whisper of sound and a flash of berry-bright leathers, followed by a gaggle of Harpers with the slightly-frozen look of those fresh from ::between::. The group pauses, before bluerider directs the musicians towards another Harper knot, herself leaning back casually against the wall.

 

Moonn slips quietly into the hall having heard there was something going on down this way. spotting the gathering of formal robes, she lingers near the door just watching for now.

 

Aerrin nearly jumps, so startled is she as Kurt taps her on the shoulder. Evil healers? No such thing. "Kurt!" she greets as she turns to recognize her husband. "Have you eaten yet? That plate full of herdbeast has been /teasing/ me through all those promotions..."

 

"Congratulations!" Kylianna lets out another cheer for Theorn, slow smirk directed at Mosiah as she takes another sip. Mmm. Definitely time to enjoy the drink. And the company.

 

Noticing the harpers arrival, Magen smiles, remembering a concert, where she first heard a healer song, sung by Reeba. Taking a sip of juice, while trying to decide what to eat first, as the hunger pains growl louder.

 

Theorn then heads down to the rest of the healers, slipping through them to join Katrine with all due haste - pushin past a rather stout apprentice in the process. "We both are..." he says, obviously speaking of their promotion. "Isn't this exciting? So many privaledges now..."

 

Kurt smiles and shakes his head. "I haven't eaten yet. Not very hungry. What's all this going on? Looks like quite a party." he gives one of her hands a squeeze and waves to Sudanna and Jathen with the other.

 

Katrine smiles at him, "I just still can't believe that it's actually happened." She feels as if she's dreaming as she sips at her cordial. "have you though about where you want to be posted yet?"

 

Yeah. Privileges. And Moe is definitely planning to make the most of them after such a long drought. Between sipping from his drip and making quick work of the food on his plate, he chatters away, "Well, I, for one, am pleased that I decided to show up today. And to think, I nearly skipped so I could go work on my tan." He flashes a smile to Kyli, "So, how is that new knot resting with you? Expected it?"

 

Jassay does notices Magen and sends a wave in her direction before returning to her food and watching everyone do their thing.

 

Sora catches Magen's wave and returns it with a slight smile, still leaning against the wall and eyeing the food table somewhat .. hungrily. Push a hungry bluerider out on ferry duty and what do you get? A transplanted hungry bluerider.

 

"Dinner and promotions," Aerrin responds with a beaming, absently returning the squeeze before her voice rises. She's caught sight of an entering rider, you see, complete with the night's entertainment. "Excuse me!" A short moment, to give the noise some time to die down, and then "If you guys want to shove the tables against the walls and get out of those robes, I think we have some harpers who will provide music for dancing!"

 

Theorn nods along with katrine, a glass of... well. Something alcoholic.. in one hand, drained in a few quick gulps. Yupyup. Abusing priveledges such as this is just the kind of thing a journeyman - especially a new journeyman should do. Another glass is snatched up, this time tasted and sipped instead of gulped. See... he /can/ control himself.

 

"It's feelin' good. /Really/ good. So /glad/ to have it... Won't have to do those same ol' chores anymore." Now, far more painful ones. Like a feline, Kylianna stretches, practically beaming as she tries to finish off her remaining food. Dancing. Must finish food. Yes. "I'd nearly slept through this, too... Barely woke up from my nap in time." Scarf. Foood. A light glance is tossed at him again. "You're going to enjoy being a journeyman, then?"

 

Kurt looks around and smiles. "Sounds like fun." and tilting to the side a bit, he pulls a pair of drumsticks out of his boot. "So should we go at it?" he asks, twirling one between his fingers.

 

Magen quickly cleans up what's left on her plate. And just barely in time, before tables are pushed off to the side. Trying not to gulp down the last of her juice. "It looks like everyone is ready for some fun!" Laughing while she walks over to Jassay. "This should be quite the evening, Jassay. Maybe we should take notes, to use later on. Whenever we need to remind our teachers, of what not to do, while under the influence?"

 

Mosiah smiles softly, moving to rise to his feet. "That I am... and speaking of healer duties, there was a patient in the infirmary that I need to check up on." Sheesh, can't go slacking and getting drunk before looking in on someone. He passes by Kyli's chair, leaning over briefly to whisper something in her ear and heading off.

 

Jassay turns towards Magen as she finishes off her meal and offers a slight shrug. "Heh, that'd be interesting, but I don't think they'd appreciate it much," the child, who feels even more like a child today, notes.