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Becka had been busy trying not to draw attention to herself, she didn't really want to bother with the dancing. She'd decided to get herself some water too since the wine she'd had to celebrate had made her a little bit woozy and she wanted rid of that feeling. She didn't really like it and she knew now why it was banned in Weyrlings just Impressed, it confused HER let alone a dragon that was barely out of the shell.

She was lost in thought when a pair of smallish arms wrapped around her she she looked down to see .. Ionan, T'rels little brother and by the grip he had of her he'd been scared. "Ionan! What are you doing here?" she asked, putting her own arms around him. Then he spoke up "D...dance? Ionan Perhaps we'd better look for Cesa first? She's probably going to be worried that you're not there" she said gently, glancing up to see if she could spot the youngster's babysitter.

Ashlyn

Ashlyn had made her dragon stay outside, much to the protests of her blue dragon. He complained that he could not protect her from bad things from outside, but she assured him she would be fine and he would know the minute she needed him. Then once she had done that, she had stood just outside the dance floor, swaying gently to the music. She had been so lost in the music, she gasped in surprise when T'anis wrapped an arm around her middle. She blushed lightly when she heard his voice and she could have melted right there in his arms.

"Umm...yes..I would like that dance. I would..be..ummm...honored to dance with you, T'anis..if you want me..I mean want to dance with me,"Ashlyn replied, stumbling over her words.

After making sure Lute was safe and comfortable, T'rel made his way towards the dance square. He wanted to snag something for Lute and surprise her when he returned. He had never been one to pinch marks, and didn't think he would ever learn to do so. There was a baby on its way: and he was determined to spoil it!

Instead of spoiling, however, he heard his brother's voice. He glanced around, spotting Becka. Ah, so Ionan was asking Becka to dance! Though, something in the boy's tone made him turn and face his healer friend. "Is everything alright?" He asked. The question was directed at Becka: he was used to Ionan's harper tales. Surely the boy would come up with some grand tale about how a sea dragon had snatched him up from the gather, and he'd only just now escaed.

"I got lost!" Ionan replied, frowning slightly. "Becka won't dance with me till we tell Cesa where I am. So can you have Harper take her a message? I really didn't mean to. I saw a dress Iona might like, though! All green and beautiful! Like Hisith!"

T'rel ruffled his younger sibling's hair. "You go dance then. I'll send a message. Thank you, Becka, for finding him." He smiled at her gratefully. "Save a dance for me!"

((Something to make Revel smile. <3 I wasn't going to have T'rel in this threa, originally, but making people smile is always my goal.))

Kaimi felt as if she was coming to the gather terribly late. But as the day wore on, the best part was just getting started in earnest. While she did love to shop and spoil herself on pretty little baubles, and while she adored eating all of the delicious offerings that one could only get at a gather, there was something so much more entertaining and enjoyable than either of these things: The music and the dancing! Her dark skin glowed against the deep red dress she wore, wrapped at the waist with a large decoratively tooled leather belt in which she had tucked her favorite set of pipes. She was uncertain whether she would end up playing on the stage or just dancing the night away, but she had come prepared.

Tucking her hair behind her ears, she waved and smiled at every familiar face as she made her way towards the dance floor. Her hips already swayed as if she had a partner and was gliding along to the music. The young journeyman harper paused, though, when she came to the area where couples spun around to the music. She watched in appreciation, a broad smile on her face, enjoying the fresh air and vicariously delighting in other people's fun.

Becka looked up at the sound of T'rel's voice. "Oh yeah, he just wandered away from Cesa, easy for a kid to get lost when it's this busy" she said, smiling brightly. "But no, i won't dance until Cesa knows he's fine" She looked down at Ionan with a grin "She must be worried sick, you really shouldn't wander off, even if it is to look for nice things for someone else" she chuckled, not really able to tell the boy off, he'd been scared, she knew that much from the way he'd clung to her, though he'd obviously tried to pretend he wasn't. The Weyr was a big place, so easy to lose track of someone who wandered off, she couldn't fault Cesa.

"Oh what a good idea sending Harper!" she said to Ionan, smiling widely. "You're welcome T'rel,i wasn't about to let him run around by himself" she frowned slightly "As for dancing, that depends on Ionan" she chuckled at the bronze rider.

"Let's dance!" Happy to be given the choice, Joleen beamed at her dance partner. Shards, had it really been a turn since she'd first seen him? She'd found him attractive then, too. She took his hand, leading him to the center of the crowd. For all her teasing, Joleen wasn't a terrible dancer.

"I'm sure your boots will spare your feet," she said, grinning. "Go on, you lead. Let me see if you're as good a dancer as you are charmer. Charming unsuspecting customers..." she laughed, shaking her head. Maybe not unsuspecting: but he'd certainly charmed her!

Kaila smiled nervously at F'nbar's words. She wasn't much good at conversations either, but she decided she would do her best. She laughed as he led her into a twirl, smiling brighter. Perhaps Maith was right, she should try to attend gathers more when they were held.


R'mera had been listening to the music a bit, coming closer to the dance floor when he felt someone bump into him. A moment later he blinked, hearing the person speak. His brown eyes glanced at the man and he kept his face pleasant. "It's all right," he said trying to keep his tone warm. Lately it was a bit of a task to not be too cold towards others. He found it made making friends around the weyr hard, not that he had really cared to have friends.

Finally. The food was prepared. The drinks were flowing. The harpers had been wrangled and Tiry was down for her nap. At last Ticene could actually stop and breath a moment. Or she could have if it weren't for the fact that now she had to now make herself look presentable and put in an appearance as the ever composed Weyrwoman. At times like this Tic didn't get to just go and collapse in her weyr after a day or organising and running around. It seemed no matter how many gathers they held, no matter how many methods they tried, things would never go as she and the Headwoman planned. Still, things had been handled now and the final activity had been executed. As long as nothing caught on fire and the stage didn't collapse she shouldn't be called upon for the rest of the evening.

It had been wool trousers and a loose tunic all day to accommodate her running about and getting filthy sorting things out, but now that had been shed, the rider had scrubbed herself up and had a change in appearance. The light dress was a rich orange, Ticene always made a point to wear Ista's main colour at official functions and fortunately her rank allowed her to know people that could actually make orange look good. The dress seemed to be based on a sunset, the colours dark and intense at the top at lightening towards the sleeves. Unlike the last few gathers Ticene was in the mood to show off her figure, so the outfit cinched in at the waist. Now all that pesky baby weight had so kindly shifted from her frame.

She drifted through the crowded area, skirting around the dance area. Ever so often she would pause to smile politely and exchange pleasant conversation with a passerby, it was important that everyone was enjoying themselves. Her weyrmate should be around here somewhere. The rascal had managed to sneak off from the jobs that she had set him. The idea brought a smile to her lips, he might be able to organise the Weyr's military side, but put him in the domestic and the bronzerider had more than a few stumbles. Still, she would probably be the same if placed in his job all of a sudden. ...Well, maybe. Hopefully she would be able to find the man at some point.