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Treyla looked behind and saw the girl that had come to talk to her at the table. She shook her head as she just dodged her little blue trying to budge her towards the entrance to the Weyr. "I have no Idea! But it seems like they want us out of the Weyr.... I'm not argueing, Come on!"

She yelled this back to Drakiana as she herself yelled at Ath, "I'm going, I'm going!"

She had suffered bloody scratches and the deep claw marks on her shoulder would take some time to heal. She was sure though that Ath only meant the best fo Treyla, but this was chaos.

K'makin sits up woozily, there's some sort of commotion going on outside. He yawns, rubbing his head as he sits up.

Suddenly, Nimakio appears and latches on to Kya's head, digging his claws in. This is pretty standard behavior for the little menace. "Well hello to you too, Mack," Kya mutters, by now mostly accustomed to the sensation of needles digging into his scalp. He rubs at his gummy eyes and more-or-less ignores Nimakio's increasingly agitated squawks.

Hey Nakoreth... what's up out there? It sounds like someone's teaching the dragons to sing, and none can carry a tune.

Well, the flits seem to have gone crazy, they're attacking people. I tried asking, but they just keep saying "Outside! Outside!" I think you should probably come out of there. Isn't Nimakio trying to get you outside too?

Kya tilts his head back, trying to look at the flit on his head. Mack is acting pretty normal, for him.

Well, for my peace of mind, please come outside. I don't know what's gotten into them, but it's certainly scaring me.

Kya nods, then clutches at his forehead. "Ow." He stumbles to his feet, using the wall for support, and staggers out of the storage room. The noise, without a nice thick door and walls to buffer them, is considerably louder than he cares to deal with at the moment... maybe he can stick his head under Nakoreth's wing until everyone shuts up. Maybe if he's lucky, he'd suffocate under there.

Startled at the noise, Nimakio digs his claws in deeper, wrapping his tail around Kya's face. "Ugh," he mutters, "Mack, cut that out." He tugs the blue flit's tail away from his eyes and makes his way outside.

Ray reaches the outdoors, and Isskio creels, then flies to join a cloud of flits that are shrieking madly around the Weyr. Ray, clutching the pot, runs downstairs to the ground, glad that she'd gotten to know these stairs so well over the past few Turns.

OUTSIDE! EVERYONE OUTSIDE! Wrath roars. The echo of her roar fades... then seems to grow loud again as the Weyr itself seems to roar back. The sound reminds Ray of the regular stampedes in the Feeding Grounds that happened whenever a dragon took too much time deciding... only amplified.

She's suddenly unable to keep her balance, and lurches down the last few steps, crashing heavily into the wall, slamming her shoulder into the hard stone. Yelping, she braces herself against the wall, then looks up as her head is pelted by small stones. Getting her feet under her, she runs for a more open area, the ground seeming to jump away from her feet, or rush toward it irregularly. Isskio returns, shrieking, grabbing onto the padded shoulder of Ray's shirt, flapping and pulling, trying to keep her person from falling over.

The little queen's assistance seems to help, by the time Ray finally loses her balance and falls, twisting to protect the eggpot and slamming into her bruised shoulder, she is fairly close to a cluster of other people.

"I'm okay, I'm okay," she wheezes.

Tikal searched for Lapis' mind amidst the swarm of flits. What's going on? Tell me! What is it? Surprisingly she found Glint's mind instead. Glint! Tell me what's happening?!

Caves...danger! Don't go in! Danger! Danger! Danger! She was then bombarded by pictueres of falling stones and debris.

She turned and remembered people were still inside the lower caverns. The girl ran, against her flits' wishes back, into the caverns. She burst inside and cupping her hands to her mouth yelled at the top of her lungs, "EVERYBODY OUTSIDE! THE ROOF IS CAVING IN! EVERYBODY OUT!"

Drakiana nodded and followed, quickly leaving the entrance and was out of the weyr. When she made to stop and look back, Rumor began screeching again, urging her father away. Sighing, she obeyed, but had only gone a few more stepping when the earth seemed to heave under her feet, sending her sprawling. She quickly climbed back up, and ran as fast as she could until another wave of earth hit. Suddenly, she was glad she wasn't under stone anymore, and made a mental note to get something special for Rumor when she had the chance.

Every time the earth moved she fell to the ground and rolled so she could continue running. Her lungs were on fire and her heart was pumping so fast that it felt like it would burst!

Drakiana had passed her while she fell. She tried to catch up but saw her fall as well. She dipped her arm down around Drakiana's waist and pulled her up, swung her other arm around her and ran with her out on the plain outside the Weyr.

The earth kept shaking and with constant falling and brousing, hopefully they made it to safety.

"Are you alright!?" She asked very concerned

Ath flew away seeing that she was alright and went high into the sky screeching and wailing at other people.

Drakiana smiled thankfully as she was helped up, and doubly thankful for the support as they ran. DRakiana nodded as they stopped, trying to catch her breah. "I'm...al..right." she gasped out, head sagging. She shook her head, then loked up, watching the people as they fled the weyr and all the chucks of rock falling down. "I hope everyone's ok." she said when she got her breath back. Crying with worry, Rumor landed on her shoulder and hide his head in her hair. She absently stroked him, feeling how worried he was and how sorry he was for scratching her. "It's ok, Rumor. You saved my life. That's more that I could ever ask for."