11/19/2002
10:24
PM
Logfile
from Sk'lar.
Gaming Room
A
bright mural depicting a flight of dragons over the weyr covers the whole wall.
A large area has been made for those who enjoy a good dart game, while there is
tables for those who prefer dice or board games. There is a small drink tray,
that drudges keep filled. There is a small plaque listing Weyr's dart winners
dating back several generations. Among winners have been some of the Weyr's
most famous riders as well as many crafters posted here and many residents.
Resting
unwisely near the dartboard, you see Confundo, DelHunt, and Sparks.
You see
Weyr's Dartboard here.
Cylara,
Ri, Dany, Kaili, and Q'lan are here.
From
here you can go:
Main
Hallway Living Cavern
Sk'lar
has arrived.
Ri
yawns as Cylara heads out. "Thank you." And she snags yet another mug
of klah. "Dany, how are you feeling in general? You should be actually
starting to feel good about now."
Re'a
has arrived.
Dany scowls
at everyone, except Q'lan, Q'lan is special you see. Anywho.
"Delightful.
Honestly." She mutters
sitting down finally and wiggling her fingers at Q'lan. "I should be huh? Well I'll let you know on that." Scarily enough Dany was an only child, so
this is all just a bit outside her experiance really.
Re'a
steps within the room, blue and green eyes darting about the busy place as if
she's searching for someone, or something. Spying a certain bronzer, she begins
to make her way through the card tables and around other riders until she comes
upon Sk'lar, smiling and nodding her head to a few who recognize her, gasping
in surprise to see her return to the weyr. "Yes, I know... I shouldn't be
here... sheesh, don't ya'll have anything /new/ to tell a girl?"
Sk'lar
has hoping to sort of sneak into the room and well, you know... just be there
unannounced. And so, there he is, leaning against the wall if what could
possibly be a rather frothy mug of ale in his hand, scanning for some fresh
meat to play a good game of dice yet when... lo and behold, who should enter
into his sight. Blink... blinkblink. "Re'a. Fancy seeing you here."
Cylara
is quick -- but not that quick -- to go and dispose of her cleaning supplies
and return with a plateful of dinner. And a helper. The slightly shy Xaeryn
wanders in after her, snatching up the trash bin and wandering back out with
it, Cylara smiling her thanks as she settles into one of the empty chairs that
dot the room. Q'lan receives another smile, and a faint salute, whilst Re'a and
Sk'lar receive slightly sharper salutes. Hey, you can't expect someone saluting
while holding a mug of klah to be perfect, can you?
Kaili
offers salutes to those who are entering as she stands, "Since I'm done
with m'chores, and I'll be getting up rather early for a while, I'm going to
head to sleep." A nod and towards
the door she slips.
Ri
lifts eyes first to Sk' and then Re'a. Suddenly she does not want to be in any
obvious position, so she gloms onto Q'lan.. "ohh, what a pretty little
green, is she new?' Babble? Ri? Oh most certainly, when a good friend is about
to be reamed by a weyrleader.
Re'a
gives Sk'lar a sweetly innocent smile as she leans against the table before
him, a glass of wine snatched from a passing drudge to twirl absently in her
hand. "Why, isn't it? But, I do have a bit of good news to pass along to
you, in private later, if you're not too busy." Her gaze catches the lean
form of a visiting brownrider, interest showing as she follows his swaying hips
to the table where he joins a game of cards. If anyone knew better, they'd
almost swear she's showing signs of her lifemate being proddy.
Dany
blurts. "I'm pregant" See thats new and exciting...not. "You've been gone a while." She notes in the exact same tone of
voice. Oh yes folks she'll be less
grumpy later. Maybe. "And yeah we have eggs on the
sand." Just in case R'ea is blind
and deaf.
Kaili
goes home.
Sparks
disappears into the hallway.
Sk'lar
looks after Re'a and all of the hip-wiggling. Hip-wiggling. "Re'a-dear?
You can feel free to whisper any sweet nothings you need to tell me in my ear
whenever you wish." Salutes and whatnot are noted in some vague area of
his mind, vague. But, he is following after the greenrider, "Annie know
you are here?" Pregnant? Wait... He shoots a look at Dany and then
murmurs, "There goes another wingrider..." He has priorities after
all.
Q'lan
smiles at Ri, and coaxes the little firelizard down to his forearm once
more. "She is rather young yet,
being only about four or five sevendays old now," he says, his eyes
sparkling. "Listen, I do hope I'm
not interrupting... pregnant?" The
strange look on his face and the way the sparkle fades slightly as he startles
at Dany's news leaves the impression that this catches /him/ off guard as well.
Re'a
smiles as she turns back to Sk'lar, giving him one of those feline-got-the-bird
grins, "Is that so? Tarlin won't mind?" Sure, she's been gone a
while, but certainly news of the two of them breaking up would have reached her
somehow! Still, she can't help but flirt with the bronzer, "Annie? Nah..
slipped right on in beneath her nose as usual." She had heard the
goldrider had delivered a baby, so she figured the new mother would be worn out
from those late nights and all to worry about one greenrider.
Cylara
watches Kaili leave, a sigh falling from her lips, for now it is one Candidate
against...five riders. Eek. Still, she continues to nonchalantly consume her
dinner, emerald gaze flickering to and fro as she follows the conversation
weaving about the game room. "It's a wonder there aren't darts
flying," she murmurs under her breath, hiding the words behind a mug of
hot klah. And then comes her fair, all chittering. "No, I will not feed
you. You have claws and teeth. Go catch your own dinner." And with that --
and an adamant wave -- the fair of four vanishes as quickly as they came.
Dany
snickers at Q'lan. "Don't worry
silly, it's not yours, but it is a long story." She waves her hand airily, the thought that that might be what is
bothering him. Re'a gets a glance and a
roll of her dark eyes. Yup, thank
Faranth for gossipy life-mates. "Annie
had a baby?" Okay perhaps he
doesn't tell her everything.
Ri
shakes her head at Re'a and hopes against hope that she doesn't really push her
luck. But what? Q'lan and Dany? A possibility? Ohhh.. This could be fun. While
studying the baby green, she waits, ready to catch any tidbits that fall.
"She's a dorable, Q'l, what's her name?" As if she will remember.
Sk'lar
smiles that lupine smile of his right on back to Re'a, "Hrm? Why should
she mind, teacher-mine?" And it is at those words that he is abruptly
blinking, "Oh, yeah, I completely forgot about that. Hey, Ri? You are
pretty good with kids, right? You are my new WeyrlingMaster." Yes, he just
sort of tossed that one out there. Assuming that it is heard, assuming quite a
bit actually. He goes back to drinking his ale.
Q'lan
swallows somewhat convulsively, and ducks his head away from Dany's gaze,
though not in relief. If anything, the
usually impishly handsome dark eyes are saddened instead. Recovering himself, though not looking at
the bluelet across the room, he manages to smile back at Ri. "Her name is Madonna - because I
/adore/ her," he replies, then sends a smoky glance Dany-wards, before
blinking at Sk'lar's comment to Ri.
Ri
stutters.. Initial response to Q'lan all awash as she catches Sk's words..
"But.. what about my wing? What about Skyskimmers? I mean.. I can't
just...." Voice tapers away and the demi-rider stares at Re'a to get her
reaction. Oh please, don't hate her.
Dany
blinks at Sk'lar then at Ri, before her puzzled glance returns to Q'lan. It's all to much for her little
pea-brain. "I wish I was
Weyr-Leader, so I could change everyones life just like that." Of course thats never gonna happen, no
matter how much Tenraith enthuses about possibly one day trying for gold. "Congratulations Ri. Hey Yeah who is gonna be my Wingleader
now?" Flutter, yup everything is
all about her no?
Cylara
is just happily and quietly sitting there. And then she just happens to hear
Sk'lar. Nearly choking on her mouthful of stew she sputters and tries to regain
her composure. Cough. Hack. Sputter. Breathe. Inhale! The Starsmith Candidate
manages to /eventually/ regain her composure as she recalls what breathing is
like. Yes, breathing is good. Inhale. Exhale. Repeat. No one saw her little
convulsion, right?
Tarlin
has arrived.
Re'a
blinks at Sk'lar's comment to Ri, then turns, holding her wineglass up to the
other greenrider, "Congrats Ri, and may you long enjoy the position."
Well, if Ri's the new WLM, then Annie doesn't have anything to hold over her
head, right? That means she should be able to return to Telgar... at least
she's hoping. "Oh yeah, if you'll catch me later, I'll give you my set of
keys to the desk in the office.. you'll need them, Ri." Grinning, she
turns back to the bronzer. Now, where were they again? Oh yeah... Leaning
forward, she brushes her lips against his in a kiss...
Q'lan can't
help but smile at Sk'lar's words, dark eyes recovering their spark once
more. "May I offer my
congratulations, Ri?" he says
first, bowing to the new Weyrlingmaster.
Then adds at Dany's words:
"Right, right, who /is/ going to be the new Wingleader?" he
says, furrowing his brow in an uncharacteristically serious way as he steadies
the little firelizard on his arm.
T'paz
has arrived.
T'paz
enters the Telgar Gaming room, mug of ale in one hand, and a large tray of
Istan style candy, when he spots the crowd here already. "Ack!
Boy, did I choose an interesting time to visit. Igen's duties to Telgar." He recognizes a whole mess of people, and
grins. "Anyone for a piece of
sugary evilness from the depths of my Istan past?" He holds up the wide tray of delectable
sweets and offers it about.
Tarlin
steps into the room at the most inopportune moment (as she promised she would):
just in time to catch brush Sk'lar's lips with a kiss. Her brows lift as she approaches her
weyrmate, rolling her apron into a ball.
"Proddy, are we?" she greets Re'a drily, then grins, noting
the atmosphere of heightened excitement.
"What's going on in here?"
Sk'lar
flickers a glance after Ri, making sure that she did, indeed, hear it. He
blinks after her for a moment, "You do have quite a bit of work to do. I
saw those barracks and..." There is Re'a before him, and kissing him,
and.... Well.... Does he smooch back? But there is definitely a hand moving
around to fist in her shirt, chuckling softly, "Re'a? There something I
can do for you?"
Is
someone offering sugar to the pregnant woman?
Welll they are now. "Oooh
Candy, May I?" Dany asks as she
takes a few pieces of candy. Just wait,
she'll be back to take the whole tray in a moment. In a somewhat less than subtle manuveour she makes her way to
Q'lans other side rather than her former seat.
"You think he'll promote Tss'a next?" She hisses before offering him some of her
hard pilfered candy.
Re'a
gives Sk'lar a warm smile as she pulls away, "Perhaps you might... just
depends on if you've got the guts.." And then Tarlin appears at the
bronzer's side. "Oh, hello Tarlin." Her gaze returns to Sk'lar,
"Or are you still tangled in apron strings?" She motions to the
cook's balled up apron before lifting her hand to take a sip of ehr wine,
laughing at Tarlin. "Maybe, but at least I have an excuse for my
moodswings and actions unlike some of us."
Q'lan
makes room for the bluerider as she maneuvers herself next to him. "Well, they could do worse," he
remarks in a conspiratory whisper.
"She /was/ the weyrling wingleader, if you recall." The bronzerider catches the kiss and
reprecussions, sucking in breath as Re'a makes her comments. He nods his head in respectful greeting to
the Igen Weyrleader as well, decling with a shake of his head to take a piece
of the candy.
T'paz
sets down his tray on a table near to Dany and moves over in the direction of
one of the few empty seats about...which happens to be near Cylara. "This seat taken, Candidate?" he
says, with a warm grin.
Cylara
offers a salute to the newly entered Igen Weyrleader, after all she doesn't
need to know colors to recognize the importance of that woven knot adorning his
shoulder. "Congratulations," she finally manages toward Ri whilst
Re'a and Sk'lar gain a long glance, complete with raised eyebrows.
"Hm," comes the comment as the brow hunkers down into a wrinkled look
of though before she returns to her meal, half keeping an eye on Dany and
Q'lan. A strange pair, but still... And then there's that dratted Weyrleader
again. "No, sir," she replies, her smile a little wane but still
there. "I don't believe it is."
Ri
would greet T'paz, probably even have some of the candy before the preggo rider
grabs it all, but the greenrider is still too busy being confused and
concerned. "Sk'! Stop kissing Re'a, don't argue with Tarlin.." A swift glare is directed to the baker,
please don't start.."And tell me what to do with my wing."
Tarlin
smiles warmly at the greenrider.
"Proddiness is no excuse for throwing pastries. I hope you'll remember that, this time,
Re'a." She sighs, slipping her arm
about Sk'lar's waist, letting the rest of the proddy woman's taunt slide to the
wayside. "Congratulations?"
she regards the scolding Ri with startlement.
"Your wing? Are you giving
it up?"
Dany
catches Q'lans intake of breath and her dark eyes follow towards the scene
brewing between Sk'lar Re'a and Tarlin, she's not concerned none, its just an
excuse for her to eat more candy you know.
"Yeah I know Tss'a was, I was Wing Second remember." She continues her conversation with
Q'lan. It's the safer one to have
don'tcha know.
Sk'lar
clears his throat lightly at Re'a's words, chuckling deeper in his throat
before reaching over to curl an arm around Tarlin's waist. "Tangled... and
held fast." He casts a wink down to Tarlin before nodding to Re'a. And
then he considers a little longer. Its been quite some time since he has rubbed
Annie a little... raw. Its been far to quite around these parts. "Ri? Give
me your WingLeader's knot." And then he is scolded at by the greenrider.
Ohhhh, she will make a great weyrlingmaster. Wait a moment... did he see a
glimmer of an Igen knot in all of the Telgari... "T'paz? That you over
there moving in on my candidates?"
T'paz nods
and sits on the empty seat. He watches
the buzz of activity surrounding his counterpart, with interest. "Just sitting and sipping my ale,
Sk'lar. Yer candidate is safe. Don't mind me. I'm just a happy spectator here.
Yer busy. Got a question for ya
when yer done." To prove it, he
sips the hopsy Bitran ale in his mug.
Q'lan
lets that intaken breath out slowly, deliberately, smiling down at Dany as he
too realizes that the worst has been averted.
"I wonder if Ri'll keep the knot /and/ become Weyrlingmaster?"
he murmurs to the bluerider quietly, his eyes keen on the situation. "She's just about the only one I'd
think /could/, y'know. She'd find a way
to do it."
Re'a
hmmphs lightly as she turns away from the bronzer, her gaze scanning the room
again for another vic..er...person. Catching a glimps of another bronzer knot,
she ponders joining T'paz for a drink, but gets distracted by a passing
bluerider who takes a moment to give her a wide grin and wink. Laughing
lightly, she toasts him with her glass before taking a sip.
Cylara
sighs a heavy sigh, shaking her head at the conversation that does indeed buzz
about her ears. Dratted sensitive hearing just had to kick in. A wince issues
across her features as she sets her mug of klah down to cover her ears and
silently hope the sensitivity subsides quickly. "Ow..." she groans
quietly under her breath, breathing in small, shallow breathes. "Why
now?" she complains and hesitantly opens her eyes to see what is going on
as she attempts to silence the world about her into a manageable decibel.
Ri
slowly stands and as slowly reaches to her shoulder. But there, the hand
hesitates. Skyskimmers.. /her/ wing. She battled to get there, she sweated to
maintain them through the whole J'ak debacle. And now. "Who will wear it,
Sk'?" She will know before she releases them.
Dany
frowns, her licking her fingers for the last of the sugar-y goodness. "Well I haven't really thought about
that. But yeah I think she could do it. But look see Sk'lar just asked for her knot,
so now we'll never know." She's
calmer now, how curious.
Kaili
walks into Gaming Room.
Sk'lar
checks another glance back over to T'paz, smiling, "Just a wee bit of
business myself to finish up with, then I'll be free for a moment. Just make
sure not to sweettalk Cylara too much. I'm kind of set on that one standing on
my sands." As Ri offers him the knot, he takes it with a soft grin,
"I never did wear this thing." And if he has anything to say about
it, he never will -he likes his current knot far too much. He does answer Ri
though, "Ohhhh, I've the perfect person. Skyskimmers will be in very
excellent hands." Allbeit proddy ones? He leans over to give Tarlin a kiss
to the crown of her head before slipping from her grasp to follow after Re'a.
Yes, you saw that right. Re'a. Her shoulder is tapped.
Q'lan
stretches his arms over his head, one settling on the back of Dany's chair as
he watches the little tableaux unfold before them. "Won't we, then? I
think I just saw Re'a tapped for the job," he says, a little sigh
fluttering through his lips. "What
do you think of that, Dany?" He's
glad for Ri, happy for Re'a, and pleased that the bluelet's sitting next to
him, and his dark eyes dance as merrily as ever.
Re'a
turns to see Sk'lar, her smile broadening as she sees he's without Tarlin.
"Ah, decided to have that conversation now? I'm sure we can find someplace
quiet to talk... like my weyr?" For now, the bluerider is forgotten as she
flirts lightly with the Weyrleader, head tilted as she waits for him to speak.
"I assure you, it'll be nice and quiet, and I still have some nice skins
of wine there you've not tried before.
Tarlin
laughs, hugging the apron to her chest as she watches the Weyrleader home in on
the greenrider. She nods amicably to
the visiting T'paz. "Telgar's
greetings to you, sir," she greets, then grins at Ri. "Weyrlingmaster? Moving up in the world, are we?"
Kaili
returns, looking a little sleepy since well she managed to not get to
sleep. As she enters the room she
blinks somewhat, "Wow, crowd."
Over towards Cylara she skitters, saluting the room as a whole instead
of individual salutes, faster that way.
Nose wrinkles somewhat as she peers around though her gaze settles upon
T'paz with a grin.
Cylara
raises an eyebrow at Sk'lar, and looks toward T'paz, slightly bewildered. And
then Kaili enters. "Kaili!" the Candidate calls, patting the empty
seat beside her -- on the opposite side as T'paz, of course -- and motions the
fellow Candidate close. "Come sit with us!" Where it /might/ be safe.
Only might.
Re'a?
She will take charge of 'Skimmers? Hope flares in Ri's blue eyes and she nods
to Tarlin. "Seems like, but wait, please Sky?" She reaches over and
deftly removes a rather worn emerald green ribbon from amidst the black and
white. "I've had this since weyrling hood. Nothing personal, Re'a."
Her smile is still tremulous, but she wouldn't have her wing under anyone else.
Dany
doesn't really notice the arm about the back of her chair as such, there's
candy you see, oh and knot-swapping.
"It's kinda strange you know.
I'm scared. I mean Re'a's proddy
and you know what she gets like then."
She leans closer to whisper to the bronze-rider. "But I think the weyrlings will be
happy with Ri." And more candy is
consumed.
Sk'lar
chuckles softly, "Ohhhh, Re'a. How you tempt me with every word. But, I
think I've got something even better... that'll could very well be so very fun
as well." Well, for some people, but more than likely not for a certain
goldrider -which is the entire point. He nods back over to Ri as she plucks the
ribbon out, and then looks back to Re'a. "/This/ is yours. And the wing
comes with it. Maybe next time I should make all my decisions on kissing skill
alone."
T'paz
nods at the pursuing Sk'lar, and leans back in his seat. His inquiry can wait, it's only observations
and a suspicion, is all. Then he spots
that Kaili girl, from one of his previous visits here. He grins and raises his mug in greeting to
her. The wonderful little flirting that
the young bronzer is trying to send in the direction of that lovely pregnant
bluerider is noticed, and grinned at. "Bluerider, try the candied
yellowfruit. They were designed to be a
little game." He reaches over and
picks up a candied fruit with two lobes.
"You and someone pull on either side. Whoever gets the larger piece wins, or gets a wish, or
whatever. It was all the rage at Ista
about 10 Turns ago."
Re'a
blinks a time or two as she glances down at the knot held in Sk'lar's hand. Well,
at least it's not the WLM knot he's trying to shove on her like a certain
goldrider kept trying to do. "The 'skimmers? You're giving me the
'skimmers?" Her old wing! Grinning broadly, she takes the knot from his
hand before he can change his mind, "I'd be honored to take over the wing
for Ri, seeing as the other greenrider just took her old position. Though, she
can't help but ask once more as she twirls the knot about her finger,
"Perhaps I'll corner you later for that talk..." A glance is thrown
towards Tarlin, "MAybe after you put the youngen to bed."
With
the wing safely protected, the demi-rider begins to allow the new position to
actually sink in. "I'm going to be weyrlingmaster? To this group?"
And others as well, she supposes. Liuth is busy bugling outside, but Ri is
still not quite there yet. "And Re'a back at the weyr.. Yes, I can deal
with that." She sits, abruptly and ponders, absently reaching for a piece
of the remaining candy.
Q'lan
blinks at T'paz's comments, glancing at the tray and seeing the candied
yellowfruit, picks one up with his free hand.
"Here, Dany, let's try it - I know what I'm wishing for," he
says, a flush rising to his cheeks as he offers her one side of the candy.
A
scraggly looking figure enters the room.
She's bearing a broom and a rag.
She smells of old fruit and vegetables, and is staying well out of the
way. She sweeps here and there. She'd pass for a child, but for the narrow
and wrinkled face that surfaces from under her hood.
Tarlin
refuses to give Re'a's comment the benefit of a reply, though her shoulders
stiffen slightly. She smiles and gives
Ri a pat on the shoulder.
"Congratulations. I don't
envy the weyrlings one bit." She
winks, then slowly approaches her weyrmate, making sure that he's finished
business before slipping her arm into his.
"I think I'm going to head on home, dear."
Dany
frowns at the Igen WeryLeader. "I
don't understand." She states
simply, her dark eyes watching everyone take her ...I mean T'pazes candy. "How about you and Q'lan show me how
its done?" She flutters her lashes
at T'paz. "Really what would you
wish for? You already have Llewyth." Sometimes she really doesn't have a clue.
Kaili
does of course sit next to Cylara, good view of T'paz that way. Leaning over to fellow candie she whispers,
"What's going on Cy?" Before
perking towards T'paz, "What's this about candy?"
Sk'lar
seems to be chuckling quite a bit lately, and most because of Re'a.
"Perhaps... come by the office tomorrow and we'll discuss things."
Just as long as she isn't another E'ur, he will be a very, very happy person.
Drawing fingers through his hair, now that his job here is done, he glances
after Tarlin to be claimed by her, and it us just then that he remembers T'paz.
Cursing slightly under his breath, "Ugh... a moment longer?" A glance
to the Igenite, "There was something?"
Cylara
eyes the candy. "Am I allowed any?" she inquires of T'paz and indeed
the room in general. The candied yellowfruit is eyed, a touch warily.
"Suppose I get the bigger end... does that mean I'll Impress if I wish
it?" The fiery eyebrow lifts as the Starsmith puts her curiosity out
there, half teasing the bronzerider for his statement. She'll probably get in
trouble for it, too, knowing Weyrleaders. "Ri just got made the new
Weyrlingmaster and Re'a the new leader of the Skyskimmer Wing." Or so
Cylara understands it.
T'paz
hears Q'lan's comment and laughs. He
sips his ale again, quite enjoying the flavour. At Cylara's inquiry, he turns and replies "Absolutely. And I say, you wish as much as you
like. There's now way of knowing how
the Hatchlings choose, so a wish is as good a trick as any." He sees Sk'lar, about to be whisked away,
and nods. He rises smoothly from his
seat, and moves over to the Telgar Weyrleader's side. He beckons for him to just move away from the group for a moment.
Q'lan
is still very much a teen when it comes to these things and he blinks at Dany,
the hand with the yellowfruit wavering a bit, then dropping slowly to the
table. "No, that's all
right," he says heavily, although a smile graces his features. "I'm not hungry anyway." He withdraws his arm in a quiet movement,
careful not to disturb the pregnant woman beside him.
Tarlin
releases Sk'lar to talk with the Igen Weyrleader, smiling at the both of
them. "Well, if you plan to come
with, I suppose I can wait a moment longer." She slips off to a seat near the door, her apron now draped over
an arm.
Dany
can sort of sense she's done something wrong, that and her back is slightly
colder than what it was before. "I
wasn't in Ista ten turns ago." She
mumbles as she picks a piece of the candied yellowfruit from the table. "We could give it a go I
suppose." She offers hopefully,
waving the end of the candy in Q'lan's direction. "Just I though he meant it was done another way I
guess."
Sk'lar
shoots an apologetic glance back to Tarlin, before moving over to T'paz, a
welcoming smile upon his face. "Sorry for your wait. What is this you
wanted to talk with me about?"
T'paz
whispers "I was just wondering if you've noticed any...I dunno...drudges
that don't really belong to Telgar, lately.
I've been as suspicious as a watch-wher ever since Faelze was abducted,
and I've been spotting these really smelly drudges everywhere lately." to
you.
You
overhear Dany whisper "... ... we ... ... use ... ... ... ... there are
people here ... ... ... ... you ... ... ... ... ... ... ... people." to Q'lan.
Ri
finally gives up on the crowds and realising the one person she wants to speak
with most about all this isn't in the room, he must be found. As she stands,
she grins at Re'a. "Guess we have a lot to talk about, huh?" but
later. For now, she is in pursiut of a more elusive prey, a former stablehand
she once knew.
Sk'lar
whispers "Well, Telgar has tried to tighten up security ever since the
Holder's dinner. The Headwoman's authority is over our drudges, and we've been
extra vigilant in our lower caverns. But, I, personally haven't noticed
anything right off. " to T'paz.
Ri slips
out the door, eager to talk with Hunter and tell him all the news.
Ri
disappears into the hallway.
Q'lan
can hardly believe his good luck and eagerly takes the proffered end of the
candy, his dark eyes widening at the offer and her words. "Ahhh, right," he responds to her
whisper, the flush again rising into his cheeks. Hope springs eternal with him, as usual, and he can't help but
smile, that smile that brings the spark into his eyes and the wonder in his
voice. "Should I tell you what I
wished for?"
Kaili
frowns as T'paz heads off and starts to whisper about .. smelly drudges? How odd.
She then glances over at Dany and Q'lan and finally back to Cylara,
"I missed quite a bit didn't I?"
T'paz
nods and says "Good, glad to hear that.
Igen's going to be emulating that kind of thinking soon. If anything surfaces, could you have your
Headwoman let me know. I'm trying to
see there a pattern here." He sets
his empty mug on the drink tray and says "I'm sure it's nothing, but it
never hurts to communicate." He extends his hand to the man. "I'll let you go here. Clear Skies. See you soon enough."
Dany
smiles, her fingers latched onto the other end of the candied fruit. "Well if you want to tell me you can,
but it's not a big deal you know."
She says as she tugs. She is
supposed to tug right? As for the
blushing she doesn't really notice it.
After all, Q'lan has been blushing around her ever since she's known
him.
Sk'lar
nods after T'paz, "Certainly. I'll have her look into it and see if she
suspects anything. Thank you for brining your concerns here, its
appreciated." Another nod of his head to T'paz before he moves over to
collect Tarlin, "Clear skies, T'paz." Then he is looking down to his
weyrmate, tugging her closer, "Shall we?"
Re'a
goes home.
Tarlin
smiles up at her weyrmate and rises, tucking herself against his side. "Most definitely," she replies
quietly, and allows him to lead her out.
Q'lan's
crimson cheeks aren't too unusual, at least when he's around the bluelet, and
he too tugs, pulling at the candy to offset Dany's pull. "Oooo, you got the bigger piece!"
he exclaims, a bit more loudly than he intended, a truly disappointed look on
his face. "What /did/ you wish for
after all?" It's like dragonpoker,
see; he'd rather call her hand than reveal his own first.