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The Weyr was. . .different from her home in Aquor. Nosier, closer, more tightly packed with throngs of people, dragons, firelizards and whers alike. There was always a constant of movement, sound and color to be seen. The candidate barracks was no different in this fact and for a girl who prefer at least semi-quiet to work in Niyx found the place ill-suited for her current hobby. So tucking a couple of old hides she'd been writing on under her arm she slipped from the barracks with a polite hello to one of the boys near the door as she stepped outside.

Yes Trine Weyr was different, but the constant reassuring press of the jungle all around her remained ever the same and trailing quietly past a number of buildings Niyx approached the lake. Padding along the shore she spotted a nice rock not to far from the water that would make a suitable seat and adjusting her course approached it. Pausing for a moment before she sat Niyx stopped and stared out at the expansive lake taking a deep breath as she took in the moment. The scent of fresh water, cooking fires, and the smell of sweet rotting vegetation that always clung to the jungle hit her senses like an old friend. The massive lake making the candidate appear from a distance to just be a bright dot of color on it's shore, her red loose pants whipping around her in the light, but relieving wind that threatened to snatch the bright fabric from where she'd tucked the bottoms into her strapped sandals.

Then brushing a bit of dirt from the top of the rock Niyx sat flipping open a bit of hide and taking a charcoal stick between her fingers using the natural light to illuminate the sketches and formula's of the theory she was currently working on. All the while the same light breeze tugged at her short dark copper tresses that where pulled back from her face by a bright red piece of cloth and held there by a pair of worker goggles.

Absorbed in her work the candidate was lost to the world only glancing up to stare at the lakes surface with distant gray blue eyes and watch the brightly colored darting fish swim beneath the surface.

What was that under the water? Lifting her head Niyx narrowed her eyes at the dark shadow speeding towards where she sat on the shore. A fish? If it was it was certainly the biggest fish she'd ever seen! The thing had to be the length of a dragon at least! Did fresh water fish even get that big!? For once Niyx wished she knew a little less about the distribution of force and the use of pullies, levers, and other theories of invention and more about fishcraft as the darkened form loomed closer.

It couldn't get up onto the shore could it? Fearing for her hides she tucked them into a bag that hung from her hip stuffing her charcoal into it as she stood backing up rapidly only to slip and fall right onto her butt. "Ooof!" Niyx sounded out rubbing her sore backside and glancing around. Darn it she was from a caravan that hosted acrobatics she should be more elegant then that. Oh good it looks like no one saw her. With pride and a tad bit of vanity still intact Niyx stood dusting herself off and torn between her curiosity of what in the name of Pern was under the water and her survival sense that screamed for her to shard the darn thing and just run.

Curiosity won out in the end like it usually did.

Suddenly the dark mass beneath the water rose taking the form of a blue dragon as it lifted it's head above the water his rider clinging to his side. A rather handsome rider, Niyx added stiffing down a blush as she spotted the boy who appeared to be right around her own age. Bumping against the shoreline Niyx noticed what looked to be a brush and stepping forward she gripped it picking it up and offering it out to the two. "Did you lose this?" She asked gray blue eyes marveling over the beautiful blue. Such a handsome dragon. She would have to see if perhaps he would allow her to sketch him sometime.

Niyx offered the older boy a rather sly amused grin and shook her head. "More like trying to find a quiet place to work. You can't hear yourself think up in the candidate barracks right now." She replied with a low chuckle her gray blue eyes beginning to adjust to looking at the dragon and rider in the here and now rather then staring off into a little world all her own.

Handing him the brush she reached into her belt bag pulling one of the worn hides out to show him the long stream of careful calculations, sketches, and theories scribble over it's surface in charcoal. Glancing up at the beautiful blue she paused putting the worn hide away to draw out a cleaner piece that was no less worn. After all she couldn't afford good hides.

"Would the pair of you mind if I sketched you? I'm not the best artist, but I do rather enjoy drawing dragons. Just unless they're sunning it's hard to get them to hold still long enough to sketch." Niyx asked pulling out a stick of charcoal as well posed at the ready should the pair not mind.

"Wonderful! It's not often I get models!" Niyx exclaimed with a bright cheerful grin pulling aside a clean hide as she took her seat back on the rock. Setting the hide on her leg she began to draw lifting her head often to glance at them muttering under her breath about this curve or that line and tracing or retracing on the older hide.

"By the way. My name is Niyx. I don't think I caught your name?" She inquired glancing up again her stormy blue gray eyes running over rider and dragon hide as she worked on finishing the outline of her sketch so she could begin on the details and soon shading.

"I'm afraid. . ." And she bit her lower lip in concentration as she worked. "This sketch probably won't be up to harper level, but I do usually have a decent eye for drawing."