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Kazvar glanced at the crowds again, looking thoughtful before he answered, though that large and part made him look like a predator looking for a weak flank to assault.

"Kazvar, and this is Star." He released the green, who shot through the air to whirl around showily for Boreal. "She was a gift." He explained, to answer any unasked questions on how someone like him ended up with something like Star.
He paused again, wrinkling his nose as though the thought were distasteful, and then added.
"...The Ancientcrafter's cunning. If he'd approached before the Weyrs knew how difficult it was to transplant and grow Mistweed, he'd have been brushed aside without discussion. Now they'll try their tricks, see if they work. Gives him a chance to be the man who will go down as the Ancientcrafter who legitimized the trade."

That was how he saw it anyway, and if it was, it was a cunning move, if a risky one. If their glass houses failed, if the Mistweed didn't thrive, then it would be a potentially fatal blow to Ancientcraft, but if it succeed...
He had everything to gain and what must seem much less to loose, given the crafts ragged reputation.

"You don't think we should try it." This was less question and more statement, though Wykla hadn't exactly been vague in her opinions.

F'ren smiled at S'kor, "I've been trying to avoid it, myself" he admitted. Despite his bravado and flirting, he had never really been serious about anyone to take that ... final step, and Toulonth Rising scared the crap out of him. He laughed a little as S'kagi explained about Luvith being mad. "it wasn't HIS Dragon was it?" he asked, implying B'nas "because you can tell Luvith she can do better than a scabby Benden Brown" he whispered, so as only to be heard by the Crimson rider.

B'nas frowned at Keela "It's said, no one seems concerned, IF they heard it" he muttered to her "Anyway, it's been four turns... at least for me" he switched his tone to change the subject "Milnth informs me your green is due to rise, is it not best to return to our Home Weyr" he asked, "i'm sure Milnth and i could... escort you" he chuckled, his tone full of flirting. If the gren just happened to be ready during the ... escort then Milnth would be first in line to chase.

Milnth rumbled amused again "I have no doubts dear Taith, i wont let any near you ... especially any NOT from our Weyr" he promised her, even if Flights were tricky things.


Zeren had originally decided that he would just lurk in his dorm. He'd felt so terribly small at the council speeches, against all the riders and the Weyrleaders and other important people across Pern. He'd assumed that Kazvar wouldn't attend either and decided to see how he was doing. He hadn't been back to see the man since....since the Gold's flight but he'd heard that his gift had hatched healthy. However knocking on his door was greeting only with the angry rumblings of a Wher being awoken. So he had taken a deep breath and headed to the gathering. Hovering in the doorway, just off to one side he looked into the crowd, trying to decide whether or not to go in, or go back to his dorm.

She grinned at the energetic green. "A pleasure to meet you Star. A friend and I came across a gold's nest as the eggs started to hatch." She gave her flit a quick pet of affection.

Her brow wrinkled in thought. "Yeah, I think they would have too. Can he really be trying to legitimize it though? What's the purpose?" She didn't like this one bit. If that came to pass..... what else could happen?

Wykla shook her head slowly to the statement. "It doesn't really have much going for it does it? Its blamed for all the bad stuff with thread. How do we know it isn't....." The girl groped for a way to express her thoughts, "isn't a tunnel snake in wherry hide?" Maybe it wasn't perfect, but would he understand?

Staring out over the group, she spotted two familiar people. She raised her arm and waved it wildly trying to get Mercy's and Zeren's attention.

Boreal sat back on his haunches to watch the green. He trilled applauding on her more daring stunts, that is until Wykla started to wave. Coming dislodged from his spot he cheeped and took flight.

Wykla sighed and nodded. "I think you're right. Then we'll just have to be on our guard if everyone else wont." Her lurking was suited to watching and she could learn a lot that way. She made a mental note to keep an ear about for further Ancientcraft workings.

She waiting to see if the two had spotted her and watched the green flit. Star was certainly a chipper little flit. Boreal took off after the green and playfully tried to follow her flight.

Zeren had missed Wykla's frantic waving, but a Green flit, almost exploding into his face got his attention, for once it wasn't Viska, he'd ordered her to stay with mud in his bunk with the boys. "oh! hello" he said to her, holding out his hand to her. That was until he caught sight of a grim faced Kazvar, who was currently ... Zeren was surprised.. and rubbed his eyes just to make sure he wasn't seeing things.... Kazvar was... Socialising?!. Nervously he made his way over and noted one of the people he was speaking to "Wykla .. hello" he said, turning to Kaz "Kazvar ... i'm .... it's nice to see you again .. so .. it hatched a green huh?" he said voice squeaking a little as his nerves got the better of him.

The young man shook his head looking embarrassed that he had not. "N..No, not y-yet...if I am allowed on t-the sands for Inaari and Ianath's c-clutch... I m-mean our Ju-junior wyer woman!" He corrected at the possible over familiarity he had shown. "I..it'll be a f-first for me, I'm e-excited t-to see who impresses, I'm s-sure they'll all be a-amazing r-riders too!"

Wykla grinned a little as Mercy started right in. She held up her arm to call in Boreal so he'd stop making loops over their heads. Listening to Mercy ask the wherhandler the color of his wher, she turned to Zeren. "How have you been? What do you think of all this?" Her hand waved vaguely at the crowd. "Did you give Kazvar Star's egg? That was nice."