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 Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 6:07 pm
Basket balanced, Nan and the rest of the girls started off towards the entrance to the Lower Caverns, the ringleader talking as they went. "Because they're mind-linked, right?" She tapped a finger against her head to demonstrate. "If the green's ready to Rise then the rider is too, so whichever dragon catches that green, his rider is going to be feeling it too. Flights affect all riders involved, not just the lucky pair that get the green. All the riders usually have to sulk off and find a willing man or woman to get rid of the tension." Which provided so much gossip for later, and was the main reason why Nandeli loved green flights. Always so much fun for her.
"And I guess you could find another partner, but it would be hard to orchestrate. Flights are sort of spontaneous. Still, the dragon decides and the rider complies, so it's not really so much forced sex as just circumstance. You say thanks to your bed mate in the morning and go back to regular chores. You'll see soon enough, especially if there's a flight while you're here."
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 6:25 pm
"...Still...seems almost unfair. But, I am not in that position. I am a smith, and one good thing, is that everybody needs a smith." he winked hoping his mirth would make the conversation be a little less..awkward, but knowing his luck he'd have just made it worse.
"Ahem...well. Anyway, is there anything about the Weyr I should know? Any taboo sayings or doings that might cause me aggravation later on? I would rather not create anyone offense if it can be helped."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 6:51 pm
She laughed when he winked. "Indeed! And that's something you can always count on." At least he would get somewhat of a welcome from the Weyr. Not too many would willingly turn away a Journeyman Smith who was willing to work hard for his marks. Besides, he was certainly a nice enough fellow. They needed more of those around here these days, in Nan's humble opinion.
The little group continued down the twisting and winding passageways, forming a line of chatting girls. Nan paused to consider the smith's question, going over all her vast collection of mental knowledge. "Not that I can think of off the top of my head, though I'll make sure to tell you if I do. Any Weyr rumours I can confirm or deny?" It would be only fair to exchange what information she could with him.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 7:08 pm
"Rumors?" He honestly didn't know any, not even from his own group of friends back home. he wasn't one to really talk ill of others...and..well...
"I hate to say it but, I really don't know any rumors. Though the smith may be ignored by his patrons while at work, and their lips may fly, we tend to block them out. Its not safe to idle when handling hot metal that can scar one's skin with a simple touch, or fixing a steel blade's edge." His eyes traveled to the small section of his dyed hair, it still was black, even after his travel, but a few strands were fading back to the natural white. As they continued along, he noticed quite a few people scratching their heads. "Is there some sort of mental game that is played here commonly? Everyone seems to be scratching their heads as if they are deep in thought."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 7:17 pm
"Aaaah, I see." What a horrible job! Nandeli was starting to like her current chore list a little more. Sure it may be tedious, but at least she could talk. She would most certainly die if she didn't get to talk with her peers about the various goings on in the Weyr. Not to mention how would people be in the know? Clearly, she was not suited to be a Smith.
At the mention of the head scratching she simply grinned. "Oh… that. Well, you'll find out about that soon enough! If you get itchy, just come down and see the Headwoman or her assistant. They'll know what to do." Nandeli stopped when they reached a fork in the tunnels. "You'll want to go that way until you reach the end. Her office is there. If she's not in, someone will handle your lodgings instead. It was nice chatting with you Dorinelic! I hope you find Weyr-life agreeable."
With a final semi-curtsy, she shifted her laundry basket and trotted off after the rest of the girls. They had laundry to deliver!
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 8:14 pm
Watching as the girl left, Dorinelic pondered the day's events. Not a bad start...but, what did she mean 'if he felt itchy?'
((RP is over. Thank you Chibi )) heart
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