Mavros Weyr and Seahold :: Mavros Weyr and Sea Hold :: Weyrs :: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings Author Topic: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings (Read 225 times) WeyrSparrow Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline Joined: Feb 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 569 A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Thread Started on Sept 18, 2009, 8:49pm » A Weyr of One's Own Senior Weyrlings (8 months of age - 60% of full growth) Fifth Month, Second Turn of the Pass It was a tattered piece of a hide – a well and thoroughly mutilated document. K’ton squinted. It looked as though it had undergone a salt water bath followed by several hours of wind-tossed flight, which it might very well have, given the fact that it had been surrendered reluctantly to Sorth by what the bronze described as a “wild pest” – his name for the few flitters which frequented the island’s beaches, always too elusive for human eyes – after having disappeared from K’ton’s weyr several candlemarks ago. Just when he needed it most. There was some advantage, the Weyrlingmaster thought, in having a bully for a dragon. The diagram, which the Weyrwoman herself had composed, was a painstaking piece of work, depicting every usable sea cave in the weyrside cliffs – in short, an essential component of today’s meeting. Today, the Senior Weyrlings would be assigned weyrs. But they weren’t the only ones getting new living assignments: all the riders were being shifted, ostensibly because some of the caverns were less habitable than others and Oria thought it best to give the short-shrifted a few months without cold and damp, or with weyr ledges, whatever their previous accommodations had lacked. Unfortunately, there were only about thirty-three usable caves at the moment. There were others that might one day be usable, of course: many, in fact, but only after considerable adjustment. Which meant Minecrafting. Which demanded Minecrafters. Which, like so many other things on this beknighted island, they did not have in abundance. The majority of the craftsmen were still occupied making the western cliff caves and the beasthold fit for women and children: the dragonriders, being made of sterner stuff, had been getting short shrift for some time. K’ton had called the senior weyrling class up to one of the lower weyrs, ground accessible, about two hundred feet above the sea. Their dragons waited on the beach below for the order to arise: the pairs had spent the past few sevendays experimenting with manned flight over the water, testing the harnesses all had been slaving over since Fourth Month. Now was the time for them to truly test their lifemate’s capacities. “You,” he said to the class, jerking an arm back over at the weyr ledge and then forward at the motley assortment of furniture piled at the back of the weyr, “Will be bringing your cots and trunks up on dragonback. Once you’re finished, you can make yourself at home up there for the rest of the afternoon. Now – let’s see.” He squinted at the hide in his hands. “Don’t any of you be getting picky on me. No one’s going to be getting their own weyr, not even the bronzes and the golds. Don’t have enough of ‘em for that. Eh, Sorth?” Sorth let out a disgruntled snort from where he lay on the outer ledge. Ever since last month, they’d been sharing quarters with K’rel and Vronth, a situation neither party found particularly appealing. But necessity was what it was. “Unless you fancy staying in the beasthold indefinitely – and I know as well as you all do those tunnels are getting tight – you'd better step up. Who’s first?” He had a list, of course, dictated by the Weyrleaders, but he wasn’t going to let that on to the class. Let them think it was his whim which determined the rider they roomed with: that suited him well enough. « Last Edit: Sept 18, 2009, 8:59pm by WeyrSparrow » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Plotting Page cruurtun Adolescent Mavrosite [M:0] member is offline Joined: Apr 2009 Gender: Male Posts: 145 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #1 on Sept 19, 2009, 8:35pm » C'tun took a step forward; for once he wasn't wearing his cape, but his customary leathers were in place. "I'm ready, Weyrlingmaster," he said calmly; after months of being cramped in with all the other weyrlings, he was rather glad to be having a weyr with only one or two roommates. Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged C'tun of blue Gometh B'rax of bronze Gamath B'ram of brown Ganth WeyrSparrow Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline Joined: Feb 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 569 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #2 on Sept 20, 2009, 7:52pm » "Ah, C'tun. That blue of yours is reaching a good size." K'ton eyed Gometh's sinous form, down on the beach many hundreds of feet below, with grudging approval: the work the weyrlings had been doing that spring was evident on the blue's frame, as it was also on those of his fellows. Wing muscles which had once been barely visible beneath the dragonets' colored hides now swelled becomingly, the fruit of many long hours spent in ground drills and exercises. "I hope you don't mind rooming with family, C'tun." K'ton eyed the list, then glanced down at the boy in his flight leathers with a critical eye, as if he were looking for a loose seam to point out or a tear to scold him over. He couldn't find any, though, and so settled for a half-hearted baring of the teeth and added: "You'll be sharing a weyr with that...relation of yours, B'ram, and his brown. Nice one, too. Has a big sunny ledge. No ground access, though. Number thirteen." He pointed with one ragged-nailed finger at a particularly smudged spot on his diagram: "About eight dragonlengths up. Call the blue and get going! One cot, one trunk for your things. Next!" « Last Edit: Sept 20, 2009, 7:57pm by WeyrSparrow » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Plotting Page Tealah Adolescent Mavrosite [M:-19] member is offline Currently Reading: Dragonchoice - http://www.dragonchoice.com/ Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 197 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #3 on Sept 21, 2009, 12:18am » Z'dir, gathered with the rest of the weyrlings, wore his usual sullen expression but inside he was joyous. Well, as joyous as he ever was. Finally, they would be out of the crowded, loud, irritating barracks and into a semi-private room with enough room for his - admittedly scrawny - Lameth to actually have space for himself without the younger dragonets bothering him. Z'dir was getting so very sick of Lameth's constant complaining about the annoyances caused by over-acting dragonets. But then the pale Weyrling's scowl deepened. With his luck he'd get stuck with a horrible room-mate. He'd be a slob, or a womanizer or worse, he'd want to TALK to Z'dir.Or his dragon would hog the ledge and Z'dir would have to listen to Lameth's complaints anyway. Well, best just to get it over with and see who'd he'd be forced to share quarters with until more weyrs were made habitable. With an irritable glare for anyone in his way, Z'dir stepped forward. "Here," he mumbled. Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged cruurtun Adolescent Mavrosite [M:0] member is offline Joined: Apr 2009 Gender: Male Posts: 145 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #4 on Sept 21, 2009, 6:22pm » C'tun had never been overly sentimental, so he had only a few possessions beyond clothing, most of which was in a backpack, which Gometh was already holding in his claws. The rest was either too small, or currently in for a wash, so they would be left behind. Gometh? Mine? I need you to carry that backpack up to our new Weyr. It's eight dragonlengths above me. I wouldn't be surprised of B'ram and Ganth are there to meet us. I understand. Going up! Gometh rose into the air with the backpack, flying up to the appropriate ledge, and landing. There was a welcoming rumble as Ganth greeted the young dragon. A moment later, Ganth glided down, and offered C'tun his foreleg. Climbing on, C'tun headed up for the weyr. "So you're with me?" B'ram said as his cousin slid off the dragon. "Yeah." Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged C'tun of blue Gometh B'rax of bronze Gamath B'ram of brown Ganth WeyrSparrow Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline Joined: Feb 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 569 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #5 on Sept 21, 2009, 9:02pm » "Stand up straight when you're speaking to me, fisherboy." K'ton glowered. "And enunciate." His pale gaze ran down the list, searching for the correct names. "There." He shoved the hide out under Z'dir's nose. "Ulquinath and M'kador. Ought to perk you right up. You've got a ledge, but there'll only be enough room for one of the browns at a time. It's small." There were some assignments K'ton had to admit the Weyrleaders had been right about, whether it had been the odd D'ze or the overly controlling Oria who had made the decision: Z'dir's dour attitude, when inflicted on the older rider on a daily basis, might very well strike some of the frivolousness out of M'kador, whose general good humor K'ton found more personally offensive than uplifting. (Like most bad-tempered people, the Weyrlingmaster had little tolerance for the hale and chipper, especially when they were lower in rank and had arrived amidst rumors of watch-shirking: what satisfaction he got out of life was wholly in doing his duty, and in pointing out when others didn't do theirs.) "Might want to drag the cot out to the ledge first, so Lameth doesn't have to crawl in here to grab it." he added, grimacing."Half of you will be headed out in a moment anyway. Next!" « Last Edit: Sept 21, 2009, 9:03pm by WeyrSparrow » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Plotting Page Hiko Moderator Heeks[M:19] member is offline Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 116 Location: Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain~ Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #6 on Sept 21, 2009, 11:41pm » T'rel grunted as he stepped forward, feeling the knot in his gut in full effect. Though he knew the beasthold was getting more than a little cramped, he couldn't help but feel an attachment to it after so many months. Iskeloth, however, was of a completely different mind. I'm growing tired of having to pin my wings to my sides. Get our new room quickly. I want to sleep somewhere where the couch isn't nearly half my size. Yes, yes... “Sir,” he said by way of a greeting. T'rel was almost afraid to know who he'd be paired with. With enough greens to go around, there was always the chance that he'd end up a roommate to a woman. Oh, shells. What if the weyr had its own bathing pool? If he had to share one... The knot in his stomach tightened, and he swallowed hard. “Who have Iskeloth and I been assigned with?” « Last Edit: Sept 21, 2009, 11:45pm by Hiko » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Dragon template by Laughing-Dove WeyrSparrow Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline Joined: Feb 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 569 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #7 on Sept 22, 2009, 12:17am » "Well, well, T'rel. You've really lucked out. No ledge, no ground access, and your very own greenpair to go with it." K'ton chuckled: it was not a reassuring sound. "It's a tight dive getting in," he added, " but a fifteen dragonlength drop on the way out, so that should give Iskeloth plenty of time to find his wings." He jabbed a finger at the appropriate place on the hide, and jerked an arm back towards the ledge impatiently. "Sarin and Lunith. New transfers from Southern. Quiet ones. Dunno if they're there right now or not, but you should find yourself right at home." "Oh, and by the way," He glanced over at the rest of the class,"Just in case you were wondering, sea caves don't come with plumbing or dragon couches. You'll all be bathing in the shore-side hot springs like everyone else and your dragon will be sleeping on stone." « Last Edit: Sept 22, 2009, 12:19am by WeyrSparrow » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Plotting Page labaie Moderator labbadabbadoo[M:-20] member is offline MOAR TEA. Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 160 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #8 on Sept 22, 2009, 10:34am » I will not share quarters with another green! Too bad, replied B'ridash, the tightness of his expression leeching into his mental tone. They'll put us where they put us, and there isn't much we can do about it. With a haughtiness that more than made up for B'ridash's lapse into fatalism, Varaneth snipped, Yet. The young man allowed himself a sigh, then moved to stand before K'ton. After his morning's work had proved inadequate, Varaneth had demanded that he wipe her lovely, muted green hide clean of oil and do the whole job over again—this time working in tiny, counter-clockwise circles, a process which, she insisted, made her hide more luminous. B'ridash was irritable and tired, and in no state to go stalking about in front of the Weyrlingmaster. "Sir," he drawled, unconsciously pouting his soft lower lip. Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Dragons by Laughing Dove WeyrSparrow Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline Joined: Feb 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 569 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #9 on Sept 22, 2009, 1:27pm » "Twelve," announced K'ton, with more than the slightest tinge of satisfaction in his voice: "No ledge, no ground access, twelve dragonlengths from the sea. Elionorath and H'krel will be your guiding pair for the rest of your weyrlinghood - yours and C'lin and Arith's, that is." "The next one's also crowded. Perrane, you're with N'vry, Raneth, Riseth and Demi. You've got a large ledge but no ground access, and it's not that far up the cliff from here." (A Minor Note - If your character has been assigned to room with an adult rider or a fellow weyrling who is no longer being played, you are free to refer to them as you might refer to an NPC, and make assumptions about their relationship with your character depending on how they've been written up in their profile: for example, if your character's mentor's profile mentions they're a slob, feel free to express your characters frustration with their housekeeping habits in later posts. Just make sure everything you attribute to them has textual support in the profile, and don't actually play the other person's character.) « Last Edit: Sept 22, 2009, 1:28pm by WeyrSparrow » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Plotting Page Tealah Adolescent Mavrosite [M:-19] member is offline Currently Reading: Dragonchoice - http://www.dragonchoice.com/ Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 197 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #10 on Sept 22, 2009, 2:30pm » Is it possible for an already-irritated scowl to get even more annoyed? Apparently, for Z'dir's expression managed to darken. Great. Lovely. Granted, it could have been much worse. It was, in fact, better than he'd expected. That didn't make Z'dir any happier to be stuck with such a... chipper rider and dragon. And to make it worse... A small ledge? Lameth asked shrilly from his position down on the beach. I can only use it part of the time? How will everyone see me? Oh just hush Z'dir growled back. It wasn't like he could protest it, as much as he wanted to. K'ton had already moved on to assign more weyrs. Specifically, to Varaneth, and rather than stick around for whatever outburst might come out of that dragon's maw, Z'dir shut him jaw tightly and proceeded to drag a cot and trunk over to the ledge. Quickly, please, Lameth, I'd like to be settled in our quarters as soon as possible. Best to deal with this quickly. Lameth continued to fret over the lack of a large ledge all the while he flew up to where Z'dir was waiting, then while Z'dir was attempting to fasten the cot to the harness (took a while but he finally managed it) until Z'dir finally snapped at him Lameth, quit whining. Grab the trunk and let's go. With a gusty sigh, the brown wrapped his claws around the trunk. Z'dir climbed on, took a moment to snap the lines to his safety belt, and then Lameth dropped back off the ledge to head to weyr 5. *** Cat'na had been distracted with watching Uskith down on the beach, too distracted to notice really where the other weyrlings were ending up. He was growing up to be quite the noble-looking blue, with that solid coloration and that regal snout, and the extra hours he had been putting in with swimming and flying had really paid off with a lean musculature on his large frame. Oh, but weyr assignments. Those were rather important, giving how crowded all of the dragonets (and, truth be told, even Cat'na was beginning to feel it) were getting with two growing clutches sharing one small barracks. She brought her wandering attention back to K'ton as he assigned Perrane to a room with N'vry and the assistant candidatemaster Demi. Poor Perrane, to be stuck with two roommates instead of only having to deal with one as she would no doubt have preferred. With a sympathetic grin to the unsocial goldrider, Cat'na stepped forward for her own room assignment. « Last Edit: Sept 22, 2009, 3:10pm by Tealah » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged WeyrSparrow Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline Joined: Feb 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 569 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #11 on Sept 22, 2009, 3:57pm » "Number ten, small ledge, no ground access, rooming with Tyth and Mabley. " K'ton seemed to now be taking a rather perfunctory approach to the reading-off of his list: for assorted reasons the weyr assignments had ceased to amuse him and he was now eager to get them over with so the class could break for lunch. "Lucky you," he added loudly to Cat'na, not bothering to hide the sarcasm behind the words. Stupid Oria, he thought, trying to ignore the rumbling in his belly. He didn't think much of keeping the female blueriders together. It lead to them getting ideas. Mabley was enough of an upstart as it was without giving her a new apprentice in the form of this spitfire. But it wasn't as if his view would be taken into account. That would be a warm day between... "NEXT!" « Last Edit: Sept 22, 2009, 3:58pm by WeyrSparrow » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Plotting Page Hiko Moderator Heeks[M:19] member is offline Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 116 Location: Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain~ Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #12 on Sept 22, 2009, 10:52pm » His worst fear had come true. Sarin. Not S'rin. Not Sa'in. Sarin. Meaning woman. A female rider as his roommate. Iskeloth snorted mental disgust. No weyrledge? They've assigned us to a literal hole in the wall, and not only do I have to share it with some new little green, but now I can't even sun in my own home? And no couch? Does that old blowhard actually think I'll be happy on cold stone? I really don't think he cares what makes you happy, Iskeloth. Now, please stop whinging. I want to get up there quick enough to pick out our side of our new little hole away from home. Obviously unsettled by K'ton's revelation, T'rel gave a simple nod of acceptance, kept his head ducked, and began making his way back to the barracks to load up the whining brown he called his own. Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Dragon template by Laughing-Dove labaie Moderator labbadabbadoo[M:-20] member is offline MOAR TEA. Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 160 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #13 on Sept 24, 2009, 12:02am » B'ridash's jaw dropped, worked. He stepped back from K'ton, words wiped from his mind as he attempted to process the basic facts of his new lodging: two co-occupants. Two other greenriders. Two other male greenriders. And that meant— TWO greens? Varaneth's furious shriek lofted up to the red-head's ears from the beach below. I cannot—I shall do no such thing! She lashed her tail, hissed, I will not share you with anyone. I will not share space, I will not share you. B'ridash supposed he could only be grateful that the fact of a weyr with no ledge had not sunk in for his little princess. If it weren't going to be bad enough running interference on Varaneth and the other dragons . . . B'ridash was going to be sharing with men. Men who rode green dragons. His skin crawled as he considered the assumptions idiots like that bronze weyrling L'ach might make about him . . . living with male greenriders. Oh, Faranth help him, no. He grit his teeth. We'll get our things, Varaneth. WHAT? It was no use arguing with K'ton about the decision, B'ridash realized (which wouldn't stop him trying to make the situation unlivable for both H'krel and C'lin, if possible), but they could try to make the best of the space available before C'lin and Arith got there. Second choice? demanded Varaneth. You will have me take second choice? If you can figure out how to get first, please be sure to let me know, Varaneth. *** Had Perrane stepped forward without realizing it? She stared at her feet; no, they had not moved of their own accord. She then stared at K'ton, and his unsolicited announcement had the girl so surprised she spoke: "Pardon?" Where will we be? With . . . with Raneth and Riseth. I like them, Liyath said pleasantly. You like everyone. Perrane glanced around the rest of the group, allowing her chin to lift a few notches and her shoulders to open up a little. No, she hadn't been thrilled at the idea of sharing. She had considered making a case for their continued occupancy in the vicinity of the beasthold—surely there must be be a cubby that would fit the undersized queen and her rider? But no. She was to share with N'vry and Demi, neither of whom had a personality that . . . clicked . . . with Perrane's. (Which, of course, made her relationship with each of the greenriders so very different from her relationships with almost everyone else.) Why couldn't they have slotted her with Wothis? She and Wothis could stand one another . . . We should move! Liyath announced. I would like us to settle in with Raneth and Riseth and their riders as soon as possible. Wryly, Perrane replied, We have already been settled in with Raneth and N'vry. You know what I mean. Fine. ((...Failpost!)) Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Dragons by Laughing Dove WeyrSparrow Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline Joined: Feb 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 569 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #14 on Sept 24, 2009, 7:12pm » "I said NEXT. Sethren, Elisa, step up! And are you going to get a move on with your furniture, Cat'na, or stand there gaping?" K'ton shoved the piece of hide forward at Sethren and Elisa, pointing out a high-placed weyr about three fourths of the way up the cliff face with one stubby nail. "Number fifteen. Has a nice broad ledge and two separate caverns, plenty of privacy. No ground access, though, so you both may have to make use of the flight room once your greens finally take to the air...." "Wothis, there's a similar setup for you in number seventeen. Chelo, sixteen. R'rthe and B'dano in number four..." « Last Edit: Sept 24, 2009, 7:22pm by WeyrSparrow » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Plotting Page Theta Adolescent Mavrosite [M:11] member is offline Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 179 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #15 on Sept 25, 2009, 4:20pm » Watching everyone receive their room assignment with less than enthusiastic reactions, H'cen was understandably hesitant to receive his. Would it be better to just prolong the mystery before he was assaulted with the bad news? But it was too late for that, there weren't many of them left. Mutely, he stepped forward, meeting K'ton in the eye. I don't like the idea of sharing. Zenoth commented, but not harshly, sitting in his usual straight-backed way on the beach, guarding H'cen's battered trunk and chest stoically. Nothing to do about it. As long as it is temporary. We deserve better. H'cen bit back a slightly bitter laugh, quite sure Varaneth was thinking the same thing. Hopefully Zenoth's like moments with his clutchsister weren't catching. The thought made him bite the inside of his lip. Oh sweet Faranth, he hoped not. Even Liyath shares with two greens. Bah. As long as they are not silly greens. Zenoth replied. H'cen silently agreed, if only for his own sake. His serious Bronze detested more playful attitudes, and the consequences were never quite pleasant. H'cen didn't quite mind having a roommate, since he actually like socializing, but Zenoth was never as lenient. Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Weyrling H'cen of Zenoth Journeyman Healer Anahe [Loki] Wherling Gwyn of Gwysk Weyrling B'kar of Polth Tealah Adolescent Mavrosite [M:-19] member is offline Currently Reading: Dragonchoice - http://www.dragonchoice.com/ Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 197 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #16 on Sept 28, 2009, 11:30am » Somehow, Cat'na managed to avoid rolling her eyes at K'ton's impatient jab that she was just standing there gaping, but couldn't resist lagging a few more moments until H'cen stepped forward, and then she moved aside to give him some room. H'cen seemed pretty cool, for a bronzer. No reason to make things... too... uncomfortable for him. All right, Uskith, come on up. We've got our room assignment. A room assignment that she wasn't quite sure how she felt about. On the one hand, she was a strong, competitive woman which was something this Weyr seemed to lack, and she was one of the few other female blueriders. On the other hand, she was the sort of bluerider Cat'na was still struggling with the fear that she would become. Such a puzzle. As Uskith flew the short distance from beach to ledge, Cat'na dragged a trunk and cot over to him. She took a moment to study the furniture critically. Would the furniture and her be too much for her blue? C'tun had just sent Gometh up to their new weyr and hitched a ride with his relative's brown, but Cat'na didn't have that luxury. Should she make two trips? No, Z'dir's brown Lameth had made it without a problem and he was barely larger than Uskith. I can do it, Uskith assured her quietly. He was too distracted with the thought of their new roommates to overthink his boundaries this time - he was abstractedly confident in his flying abilities. His roommate-to-be, on the other hand, did not inspire the same confidence. He knew Tyth by reputation though as a weyrling he'd not had an opportunity to meet the older blue; he knew how reckless and playful Tyth was, how the other blue was pretty much Uskith's opposite. How would he... well, Cat'na was waiting. The pair lifted off the ledge, furniture and all, and circled over the beach once to get their bearings before heading out to weyr 10. Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged WeyrSparrow Administrator [M:0][M:0] member is offline Joined: Feb 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 569 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #17 on Sept 28, 2009, 12:45pm » "You'll be with...." K'ton blinked suddenly, as if the assignment surprised him, then continued, after tellingly long and most likely disgruntled silence: "...Sorth and I. Weyr 6." He ran a hand over his scraggly chin. He had a five o'clock shadow coming in, one that was much more silvery than straw-colored. It might have been the harsh morning sunlight, or it it might simply have been the long, cold spring, but K'ton at that moment looked a good decade older than fifty-nine. "The first gold help you, boy, if you track dirt into the back of that cavern..." He waved his hand as if even the thought of the potential chaos H'cen might sow was physically repellent, and let out a short, angry sigh. "Try not to make too much of a mess." Without further ado, he turned his attentions to the next pair on the list. "K'tran? Where's K'tran got to?!" K'ton's head swiveled back and forth on his wrinkly neck and he came very close to sputtering. "Sharding bluerider." he growled, and a few stronger epithets at that, but under his breath for the pretense of civility. "What Faranth-forsaken place has he got his tail fork stuck now?!" His pale eyes scoured the ranks of the weyrlings, and his thin mouth had set itself into a very tight line. "WELL?!" A monstrous shadow fell over the ledge as Sorth dropped down several hundred feet from a higher weyr, to hover with a sinister air just outside the cave entrance. Shall I call Math? he inquired. Do. MATH. GET YOUR FESTERING HIDE TO LESSONS. NOW. Sorth, much as I share the sentiment, you-know-who wants you to stop shouting at the dragonets. She says she's been getting complaints from the new Assistant Weyrlingmaster about it, and that while the weyrlings can survive a few rebukes the dragonets aren't to be treated so vociferously. The Mirranese Weyrlingmaster? I don't care what she thinks. Oria does. And Asurath will have your hide, not mine, if you keep it up. She likes Math particularly, you know. Hmpph. Too cheerful for his own good, that one. But Sorth wheeled about in the air, returned to his perch in the unoccupied weyr, and proceeded to make no further trouble despite his discontent. « Last Edit: Sept 28, 2009, 1:01pm by WeyrSparrow » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Plotting Page Theta Adolescent Mavrosite [M:11] member is offline Joined: Mar 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 179 Re: A Weyr of One's Own: Senior Weyrlings « Reply #18 on Sept 28, 2009, 6:44pm » This was possibly the worst outcome H'cen could have conceived. He stared at K'ton for a moment in blank surprise, and only by some good fortune was his mouth securely closed. What? Zenoth sent cuttingly, his displeasure plainly evident. Stuck with that greening bag of bones? H'cen didn't even have a reply to that. The Bronze growled softly but deeply in his chest, eyes whirling sullenly. That seemed to bring H'cen at least partially out of his reverie, and he turned to his Bonded, more having felt Zenoth's building rage than heard it. Not now. He ordered firmly, though Zenoth wasn't inclined to agree. I do not like him. You're not the first. H'cen answered darkly, as he heard K'ton yelling for poor K'tran and Math. Hissing in displeasure, Zenoth grabbed H'cen's things with his forelegs and rocketed into the air, rage channeled into his normal burn of energy, barely pausing for H'cen to jump on before he rose again. The pair arrived faster than what was probably safe, and doubtless any older rider would disapprove of Zenoth's hard and furious landing, but the two were echoing the same emotions so strongly, there was little time for such insignificant things as safety. 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