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Kindra gave Eiran a reassuring smile "Just remember for the future Erian" she said knowingly, she'd had others trying to smooth things over with her before and recognised his words as such. She had a feeling that this boy and his dragon, might be cause for more than a few mishaps in the Weyr, well.. hopefully they'd mature well.

Suunath nosed the Ladle again then nosed Laeonaith "Oh THAT Room, the one that the people gather in a lot, Mine sometimes brings some meat for the little cousins from there" meaning Kindra's flitters "Thank you for bringing me the gift Laeonaith, you should go and join your clutchmates" She said as she felt Kindra's mood shifting slightly, knowing her rider was now looking at her and her Bronze son. She lifted her head but gave the little bronze a reassuring rumble as she did so, returning to her observing position.

C'tis blinked and then scowled reflexively, leaning away from Rochelle... and then relaxing into the hug. "Well. Yes. I'm sure he's just busy," he muttered. He wasn't entirely sure, but he didn't want to dwell on that just now. "Tomorrow when Bel's not feeling sick anymore, and after our chores and everything maybe we can-

"Oh. Hi Becka." The greeting was neutral, tinged with wariness as C'tis' eyes flickered to Rochelle for a moment before returning to the healer. He wasn't sure what he thought of her himself but he couldn't say that he really had anything against her; she had stitched his face up and dealt with other injuries he picked up fighting until more experienced healers had arrived after all.

Rochelle's opinion, however, was quite clear. Malcarreth! His dragon!

<...Yes?>



Malcarreth cut in.

"Thank you," C'tis went on to Becka; the pause after his greeting had only been momentary, but probably noticeable all the same. "Malcarreth's fine, yes, no problems so far." Was it him or did Becka look a bit disappointed? Had she hoped to Impress herself - though if so why wasn't she a candidate? - or was she just a bit displeased that they had? Hu, well if the latter was the case then shaff her!

Becka's heart was in her mouth the whole time she waited for a response from C'tis and Rochelle, She was pleased that C'tis managed to be pleasant enough, "He's a fine blue" she said to him, her small smile a little broader once she'd gotten over her initial feelings of regret and minor jealousy. After all, everyone she'd met in the mayhem of the takeover before moving to Trine now had dragons, she might be dedicated to Healing but she couldn't help that minor pang that had hit her when she'd been told Aleck, Rochelle, Carltis and even that Benden Healer girl all Impressed.

She blinked, those thoughts running through her head in a fraction of a second, "Well you seem to be taking good care of him, i'm...i'm pleased for you Car..i mean C'tis" she said calmly enough, hoping her pause wasn't really noticed because despite her regret she really was happy for him, Rochelle too.

Speaking of Rochelle... Becka's heart dropped, the feeling hit her belly like a stone dropped Between, the look on Rochelle's face wiped the smile off Becka's though she tried not to and tried to recover, leaving the merest of wan smiles on her lips. "You went to see him? That's good, i know Crimsons can sometimes need more intensive looking after" she said, her voice cracking a little "You seem to be doing well with her though, she looks nice and strong"... and beautiful .. she didn't add the last though, not sure how either would react to her really admiring their dragons for their beauty, even the Blue was grogeous in his own way.

She wanted to scurry off, to get away from Rochelle, she didn't have any bad feelings towards her but she was sort of afraid of the hosility that almost seemed to radiate off her whenever Becka was near her. It made Becka feel very very small indeed but she stayed, determined to prove that she could be a good healer despite whatever Rochelle or anyone else felt about her... especially since feelings didn't mean a pile of wherry s**t when it came to being injured and being looked after. She'd heal Rochelle... anyone that needed it when....if .. she became Journeyman Healer, despite Rochelle's obvious hatred.

Ooooh, goodness.

Rochelle lifted her hand and put it to the curve of C'tis' elbow in what she hoped to be discreet. She'd done the same for Aleck once, when he tensed up under the silver riders scrutiny. Just like them, she leaned a bit closer.

"Mal is rather lovely, isn't he?" She chirped, slanting a sideways look and up to C'tis. She'd put a piercing into her eyebrow before the hatching, made the jewelry as red as her dragons hide, and she squeezed a little. "I like his pattern."

but, oh, look, her voice cracked. A muscle under her eye twitched, Rochelle slowly looking back towards Becka. "I go and see Bereck all the time. He's like a second father to me." And she smiled, sweet as she could, and refused to move away from C'tis. "She's fat, if that's what you mean about 'strong'. Not quite used to the whole walking bit and I've been filled in about the oiling regime."

The crimson rider paused for a heartbeat. "So, you know I don't like you. Coming over because I can't be physically violent or to make eyes at one of us? Hate to tell you but I'm only into guys and have already decided we're going to be weyrmates. With C'tis. And Aleck. All three of us. It'll be glorious. Sadly, your charms won't be working." rochelle considered her statement for a moment. "Well, perhaps just C'tis. Aleck's ridiculously devoted to his work. What do you think, C'tis?"

You were doing so well. Kibeth hissed, her thin tail whipping on the ground. She turned her thoughts to Malcarreth, a grumble in her words. I wouldn't blame her for snarking at Rochelle at the moment, but perhaps it can wait until after the little one is gone? She may break under the rage and that's just so messy. The crimson sniffed, disapproving of her rider. And I wish I could tell you if she's joking.

What?!

C'tis stared at Rochelle for a few moments, not entirely sure what to make of what she'd just said. After a few moments he decided she was joking or, rather, having more of a go at Becka. The attack seemed to have the desired effect; the healer stammered a bit more before turning and hastening away. C'tis shook his head, watching her move off for a few moments before looking back at Rochelle. She'd taken his arm. That was... nice. He didn't take it to mean much more than a friendly gesture though; he was still pretty sure she liked Aleck.

After a moment he raised his eyebrows a little and said; "Well that was a brief visit. Why she thinks the hatchings all need a visit from an apprentice I have no idea... You really hate her don't you? It's actually rather impressive, I thought only bastards like me could muster that much bile. I think I counted about six different ways you had a dig at her just then."

Malcarreth observed to Kibeth with a snort. Giving a wide yawn the blue settled himself down more comfortably. When you were three days old a month seemed like a very long time, let alone a whole turn of the seasons.

Roscoe..no R'oe now as Jaggeth kept reminding him had quietly slipped into the feast, receiving their knots without much fuss before retiring to the tables with a plate of food. Jaggeth had curled up beside him and appeared to be dozing..or at least he had been.

'Jaggeth! Where did you go?' R'oe demanded when he glanced down and discovered the little brown had run off. At least he hadn't yelled it out loud..he was getting better at this mind speaking thing.

'There is someone upset over here' The brown told him matter of factly 'I am going to see to them.'

'I'm sure they are perfectly fine' R'oe stated 'Now come back here before someone steps on you.'

'No one will step on me mine..your so funny sometimes.' The brown stated with a mental laugh. As though anyone would step on him! There were plenty of smaller hatchlings here who might suffer that fate but not Jaggeth! Besides he really wasn't going all that far, only to a girl and a flit a couple of tables over, the flit had been upset because of the girl and now Jaggeth was here to help! Crooning at Becka he sniffed her up and down as thought attempting to determine what was wrong.

'I'm not trying to be funny Jag' R'oe sighed and put his plate down so that he could go and see what his dragon was sticking his nose into. Every time he turned around the little beast was chasing after anything that had a scratch on it or seemed out of sort. It was tiring really.

Although the girl said she was alright Jaggeth wasn't all to sure. 'Is it proper to leak from ones eyes?' Jaggeth asked his rider, tipping his head sideways in puzzlement as he studied the girl. His puzzlement was short lived however because then she was asking him to do something and chirping happily he sat up on his haunches and spread his wings - carefully. He was quite proud of his wings as he thought they were very lovely and if she wanted to see them he would certainly show them off!

The images sent from the flit were also puzzling but Jaggeth craned his head sideways to peer at the subjects of the flits images behind the girl before consulting his rider. 'Two others were mean to her I think. I don't know why? It seems rather pointless to be mean on a day like today..'

'R'oe meanwhile had just finally caught site of Jag as he sat before the girl. 'It's called crying, people do it sometimes.' He assured the brown, deciding to justl eave the whole 'why are people mean' question alone for now. PIcking up the pace he jogged the rest of the way "I'm sorry if he's bothering you." He told Becka as he came to a stop "He said you were upset, Jaggeth..well he seems to think it's his job to make sure everyone around him is okay..but he doesn't always know when to leave people alone." At least the hatchling hadn't gone stalking a ranked rider or something, crooning over a broken nail or lover's quarrel.