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 Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 12:49 pm
[Kleos - tag the people around the place]
"Siata!" Kleos exclaimed as the huge woman approached. "I am glad to see the two of you," she went on, making a gesture to D'lin. "As my comrade Wingleader D'lin says we need to find who did this before they can strike again; will you and Siask head out of the ring and try to discover the animals? I would hesitate to send anyone out into such danger... but I know the two of you are more than capable of handling yourselves."
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[Carltis - Tag Rochelle]
"Sorry," Carltis replied with a glance back at Rochelle, "I thought you were some idiot, not you." With a few more people shoved out of the way he reached the little gaggle of high and mighty shiny riders, the idiot wingleader who had her head in a harper tale, and - rather more pleasantly than any of the above - Siata.
For once he didn't immediately open his mouth to say something cutting or smartarsed; instead he waited quietly to see if he could pick up what was going on from their talk.
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[Bereck - tag Sassy]
The appearance of the little blue, and the reports from his own flitts, took the edge off Bereck's panic. Nobody was dying right now... but there was quite possibly a large predator out there that might think human made a tasty snack. he instructed Berath, slowly uncurling from his ball of pain and settling back against the pillows as comfortably as he could.
He ought to be out there.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:04 pm
[Siata/Siask, tag ALL THE PEOPLES
Also Cai, F'itz, adi, and anyone else near hurt dude]
Oh look, full sentences. Maybe this dragon had a brain in there, somewhere. Siask didn't quite believe it (he hated most things but dragons most of all) but this one learned. That had to count for something.
He considered the question with a cocked head. Did he want to? Did he really feel like it? A bop on the head reminded him of 'yes' and the wher sent Plexith memories of hunting, stalking, and most of all, the very sharp sense of smell and identifying that came with a hunt. A thread of agreement to do this thing, to hunt, followed shortly. The blood would taste so very good.
He could imagine how it tasted, even now.
The wher licked his lips and rumbled, leaving Siata to deal with niceties. Human blood had a spicier scent than other prey animals (the wher figured it was the disgusting food they ate) and it came from a few directions - small wounds, bruises, scrapes - but the scent had him heading riiight towards the little knot of humans with the wounded man.
Recognizing at least two of them nearish, siask rumbled in something like a greeting, and stuck his big ugly head closer to the man for a scent of something Nothuman, Notdragonkin, Notherdbeast. The MaleHuman near did not ring as familiar, but Siask could kill him, so he was no threat.
Siata rubbed at her eyes and grinned at D'lin and Kleos. "Hey! Yeah, good to be here, all that. Uh, looks like beautiful is on his way already. If you hear me screaming, Wingleader, send some recuse flits? Siask's periphrials suck now a days."
Haha get it? Cause he only has one eye.
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[Rochelle, tag Carltis and hyoog crowd]
"Never. Near. Boobs. Ever." She reiterated, though she went back on her word almost immediately to lean in close to Carltis. This was no snuggle. He was bigger than her, shardit. "Uh. Is there anything we can do?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:10 pm
Cai
(tag Becka, Bereck, F'itz)
Cai was getting progressivly more irritated as time ticked by. Yes she'd escaped that insufferable wherry head with the stupid hat but now she was the sole healer watching a man bleed out before her. The rider he'd fallen on was of no use as she burst into tears. Faranth, Cai would have taken the presence of anyone at the moment, even... There! "Becka!" She saw the other apprentice slink through the crowd. "Becka get over here!" What in the name of Pern was she doing?!
Cai had nothing but her hands to work with as she knelt over the man's body, palms pressed firmly against one of the larger wounds, trying to slow the flow of blood from what appeared to be a ruptured artery. She needed Healers! Journeymen and women with supplies and more knowledge than she had! Instead coming to her aid was a familiar old brownrider. She'd take what she could get. "I need to you press here." She pointed at another of the man's wounds. "We need to slow his bleeding." She knew the man's wounds were far more serious than they outwardly showed. With how he coughed up blood... Their efforts alone wouldn't be enough.
"Becka!" She barked again. "You saved Master Bereck's life now get over here and help me save his!" The young girl wouldn't be able to do much more than Cai herself but if they could staunch the bleeding till help arrived then he might stand a chance.
She hic'ed and almost flinched when an enormous wher stuck his head into her personal space. Cai fought the urge to smack it away, instead holding Very. Still. It didn't seem interested in threatening them but what it was doing she had no idea.
Gingko creeled, her little eyes white and yellow with fear and anxiety. More detailed images, collected from the flurry of flits at the scene, rolled out of the tiny greens mind. Cai with her hands coated in blood, dragons in circles, people in panic, a wher. The little green was unable to articulate any specifics but the insistent need for Help, Many Help! was repeated over and over again.
Z'fer
(tag wingleaders ect)
Z'fer growled as the idea of bringing Wherhandlers into things was broached but he didn't argue. ~ Cal keep an eye on the wherhandlers. They're coming in to help but I don't trust them. ~ He was surprised when he recognized the handler who approached as the smith he'd wrestled at the gather. He'd liked her... but he didn't know her. He especially didn't like the idea of her going out alone to hunt out the enemy without someone in turn keeping an eye on her.
With mixed feelings he listened to Kleos greet her and ask for her help. "I'll go with her." Z'fer offered. "If there's trouble Calanoth can get word to you." They wouldn't be much farther than the circle of dragons anyways. His instant connection would bring a whole flight of bronzes and golds down upon them before anything, or anyone, tried to escape.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:17 pm
D'lin
Tag..I don't even know anymore, Everyone!
D'lin nodded his greeting to the Handler once she came over, he didn't know her but Kleos obviously did and while he sympathized with Z'fer's growl of displeasure he also knew they couldn't just stand around until dawn when the dragons could see properly again.
The other Wingleaders offer to go with the women was not a surprise and D'lin was sure he offered in part to help and in part to observe the handler. "A good idea, Not a good time to be wandering in the dark alone..even with a Wher at your side." He agreed. "Once we have a trail to follow we can form a hunting party."
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:20 pm
Adi and Mazamath
Tag Siata/Siask
Mine, you must get up, Mazamath insisted. You cannot sit there. I know you're upset, but you need to move. Find someone - Calanoth's or Moriath's or Aerith's or Kameth's, or anyone you want. Just find someone!
Shakily, Adi rose to her feet and looked around, searching for a familiar face. She held her silver flit tightly in her arms, while the blue hung on by clinging to her ruined shirt, chittering at the gold in a petition for shoulder-room that was denied. How rude!
Finally, she did spot a familiar face: a spiky, one-eyed wherface. "Siask!" she exclaimed, thrilled beyond words to see the bronze. If he were a person, she would have hugged him (she wasn't sure how whers felt about hugs, though). But if he was around, that meant Siata had to be here somewhere! Siata was big and strong. Siata had a wher. This definitely made her The Person to be with at this particular point in time. Adi, looking rather like some lost little ovine (but bloodier), stood and waited anxiously for the handler to come into view.
Once she did, she would have a desperately clingy bluerider to deal with. Just what everyone needs, right?
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:32 pm
[Kleos - Tag folks]
Kleos nodded grim acknowledgement to Siata, and then turned to Z'fer and D'lin. Somehow she couldn't see Z'fer's offer going down too well with Siata, but being accompanied by a rider might actually be a wise idea. "Perhaps it would be prudent for me to accompany you Siata," she suggested. Then turning to her fellow wingleaders she elaborated; "Moriath is already in the sky. If she sees movement from above she can direct us toward it, and is well placed to dive to offer immediate assistance should we require it. I do not doubt Siata and Siask, as I have said," she glanced at Siata, "however if we find ourselves outnumbered support might be required after all."
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:40 pm
[Siata - Tag all]
She blinked slowly. Half-there eyebrows rose up at Z'fer - tall dark and wriggly, with the lady holder hair - the friendly expression faltering somewhat. And D'lin's agreement? The wherhandler snorted, grinned again, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"I don't know you, just because we wrestled at a Gather. All's I know is that you have a temper, and I don't wander around with tempers in the dark, especially when all I know about the person is that they're pretty." And his name, but really, that didn't count.
And damn Kleos for speaking sense. Even though a bit squiffy, she had enough in her to realize that the dragonriders wanted a babysitter and that Kleos offered the option of there not being a fight. Rock on, then. "Works for me, Wingleader. Siask is already on the hunt so we best be going after him now."
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[Siask - tag Adi]
... fwuah?
He'd been distracted with the scent of spiciness and something NotHuman or anything else. Being only a swift attack and no feasting on the man, scents were harder to pick up, but something would be there. He'd get it. He almost had it too when ---
FlowerGirl. The one with the little lizards he tried to eat, the one His spoke fondly of in their shared brains. He looked to the masticated man, then to the little Adi, and plopped his butt on the ground. Who cared about polite - he pressed a feeling of acknowledgement at her, and of his Handler saluting the sassy bronzeriders.
Then the knowledge of hunt. Hunt for the hunter, for the one who clawed and Adi smelled like him. The wher once again went to his feet and beelined for Adi, shoving his face towards where she'd become bloodstained. the man had touched her, maybe she smelled like beast!
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:46 pm
Narisa
[Tag Set'al and peeps]
"Are you sure I didn't catch you?" Narisa teased right back, just starting to relax and not feel as if she had to play her part of 'ranking rider'. And then Trouble had to come and strip that chance away. The Goldrider froze, turning her head towards the commotion, not quite able to see what was going on. Her hand tightened on Set'al's arm, a concerned expression chasing away the playful one. "I don't... "
A man is injured. We have yet to figure out what happened. Do not leave Pipith's.
Faranth, someone had been injured? How? Who? What was going on? Her hand instinctively slid down to grip her friend's, so she wouldn't lose him in the crowd. "We have to find out what's going on. And keep people calm." She said quickly, trying not to panic or let any fear slip in to her thoughts.
Suunath's wants you and Pipith's to meet with her and Tyeth's by Brakiath's. I want you to do so.
"We... Kindra wants us to join up with them by Abigail." She told the Bronzerider, starting to move through the crowd (again), telling this or that person to stay calm and stick close to their fellows.
Cepheith
[Tag Pip and folks and idek]
She was quite content to stay by Pipith's side for a while, though she did intend to keep her promise to Plexith and spend a little time with him as well. Unfortunately all these thoughts dissipated with the sudden alarm roused and her mind focused on keeping Hers and the other humans safe. Our primary goal is to find this creature. Cepheith told Pipith quietly. And keep Ours safe.
Rumbling as she got to her feet, Cepheith glanced towards Plexith and nodded her head. She backed away and towards the larger dragons - a head bump to Pipith - taking up a spot beside Plexith. Have any dragons seen what it is? The Gold demanded, shifting her weight from foot to foot in agitation. Plexith, is yours safe? She added privately to the Bronze.
Are you positive? Cepheith asked of Tyeth, scenting the air herself. Smaller dragons, keep your eyes open.
Cepheith's orange-red eyes sought out her fellow Gold's, searching for Suunath particularly. Suunath. Mine is on the move. She will join Yours as quickly as possible. Is Yours alright?
Hearing Plexith's agreement on it not being wher's, Cepheith snarled. There was something hurting their humans and they couldn't find it and were too big to get any closer! Her talons dug into the ground in frustration. We will make sure nothing else gets through then. Weyrlings! You must keep watch as well. You are smaller and able to move among the humans. Do not fight alone.
Be careful, Moriath. The Trine junior Gold said after a moment. But if you pick up more movement, try and get at it. Or at least see what it is. Her tail thrashed but she resigned herself to having no choice but staying where she was. But the arrival of a wher and it's handler had her standing solid and staring down at them with a growl. That died to a low rumble as Plexith seemed alright with letting them through. And even asked them for help! Well, they were smaller. And able to move around much easier.
A wher and handler have come to help, mine. She told hers with a little less growling.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:52 pm
Becka
tag to Cai
Becka heard her name called and she jerked her head around, flinching a little until she caught sight of the freckled Benden Healer Apprentice. She scurried over, wondering what the other girl wanted until she caught sight of the bleeding man, his chest torn open by sharp claws and Becka's blood froze... "no..nononono" she muttered, blinking furiously to get the vision of Bereck lying on the table in the infirmary at Malvren, slashed open and bleeding all over the place.
She snapped out of it when a Wher showed up, she whimpered in fear until she caught the scarred face. Wait... she knew that Wher... he'd been at Malvren, he'd lost an eye to... whatever it was, but she knew he wasn't about to attack anyone, he was a Good Wher ... right? ... She shook her head and hurried the rest of the way to Cai, eyeing the brownrider that was applying pressure to the bleeding wounds. oh SHELLS this was just like Bereck all over again... but... perhaps not as bad "Cai... what?.." no ... no point in asking what did it... she needed to think ... "bleeding... bleeding... well that should be keeping the wounds clear of too much .." she murmured to herself. "We need to pack the wounds and try and keep steady pressure until someone higher ranking gets here.. or someone fetches some stuff to sew this guy back together again" she said, her face white but her cheeks flushed. She wasn't sure if she could deal with this again but with Bereck's flits now hovering, watching her, she wasn't about to fail now.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:56 pm
[F'itz - tag injured guy group]
For a moment the grey-haired rider baulked at the young healer's instruction, but swiftly got a grip on himself and did as he was told. A few moments later he flinched back as a wher appeared in his field of view, one hand flying to his belt knife for all the good it would do... but the wher wasn't being aggressive; was it one of theirs? Deciding to take the chance that it was F'itz pressed his hands firmly back over the fallen man's wound as Cai had directed.
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[Bereck & Berath - Tag Cai]
As the firelizard continued projecting at him Bereck muttered a curse under his breath. Now he just had to get some healers mobilized. Placing two fingers in his mouth the healer gave a piercing whistle, his standard method of summing his subordinates en mass back at Malvren. Sure enough several curious face soon appeared. "You, you, and you," he pointed along with each pronoun. "Grab emergency supplies, meet Berath outside. A man at the feast has been injured by... something with claws, that's not relevant! Just hurry up and stop gawking like a crowd of wherries!"
Having shoved her way out of the ring as politely as possible Berath took to the sky and glided over to the healers' building, landing heavily and stooping to allow three rather worried looking healers to climb onto her back. Lacking riding straps she didn't take off again; instead she loped back towards the feast-turned-diaster as quickly as she could without dislodging her passengers. she called to the young human,
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[Carltis - tag wingleaders etc]
"What she said," Carltis said with a jerk of his head to Rochelle.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 1:57 pm
D'lin
Tag Siata, everyone else
D'lin knew that cross armed stance, and inwardly cursed, tensing slightly in frustration thought he kept a collected look on his face. They didn't have time for political games or playing tiptoe through the flowers with peoples feelings - for all they knew the Weyr was being ransacked and there were more mauling victims out there.
"I don't care who goes with her, I just want more then one person out there in the dark with a one eyed Wher hunting who knows what else lurking around to find the attacker before someone else gets mauled" He finally stated in a bland tone which belayed his growing frustration at the hang-ups to those who knew him well.
Plexith
Tag Cepheith
Plexith was pleased when Cepheith had choosen to come and stand with him - he was less pleased that he had obviously worried her by letting the wher through - he would have made a far grander impression if he'd eaten it he was sure and he crooned at the the queen quietly even at his eyes continued to try and pierce the darkness. 'Mine insisted I let them through - they can see in the dark' He explained apologetically 'But he is fine, only one is wounded I think though several are frightened. Mine is frustrated with the lack of knowledge.' He told her, having finally be able to answer. Chastised by her displeasure he bumped his head against her reassuringly. If his had allowed them through then they had to be good people. His would never endanger hers or anyone's.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 3:08 pm
[Kleos - Tag wingleaders/Siata/injured guy group]
Kleos nodded sharply to the bronze riders. "I'll keep you informed," she said simply before turning to head off after Siask alongside his handler. "Are you armed?" she asked of the tall woman. "I've my belt knife, but that's hardly a weapon. My firelizards can cause a helpful distraction however, and even small flames could put off a hunting beast... if that is what we're dealing with."
As they approached the small group clustered around the wounded man Kleos swallowed hard, her expression tightening. She had seen wounds as bad as this during the revolution - worse ones on the dead - but that didn't mean the sight no longer affected her.
"Has he said anything?" she asked, quickly looking around at those present. "Siata, Siask and I are going to try to find whatever did this to him." His wounds had definitely been made by an animal; no blade she could think of would make wounds such as those.
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[Moriath - Tag Cepheith]
Moriath replied.
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 3:30 pm
Zarike
Dorado gave the barest of peeps as her eyes whirled yellow. Zarike shushed her reassuringly and tucked her back against his tunic. He couldn't hear anything above the shouts and noise. "Do you think we're under attack again?!" There was a thrill of excitement. Zarike had been absent for the revolution, his father having hidden him and the rest of the creche safely under the guise of an extended wilderness field trip, for the duration of the attacks.
"Yeah. Lets get closer." He agreed. Calls to stay calm occasionally rose above the noisy crowd, as well as the roars grunts and growlings of dragons. Something stank and Zarike wrinkled his nose. "I bet is it whers!"
Z'fer
(tag Siata, Kleos, D'lin, ect)
At D'lin's agreement Z'fer gave a satisfied nod. He...and maybe Kleos as she spoke up, would accompany the half blind sharding mess of a wher and it's handler on her patrol. He liked this idea better and better.
Until Siata objected. "I wasn't offering because I knew you Handler." He growled. At least she was keeping Kleos with her. "Kleos you keep in contact." He watched as his fellow Wingleader left with Siata to follow her wher. Turning back to D'lin and the goldriders (who he'd subtly ignored up until now) He crossed his own arms. Abigail still seemed either unresponsive or unavailable to report with her Wingleaders yet. "Where does that leave us then? I don't exactly care to sit and wait on a single half blind wher. There could be weyrfolk in trouble further in."
Cai
(tag Becka, Kleos, F'itz, ect)
The wher departed much to Cai's relief. It was crowded enough around the man as is without an enormous beast sticking his nose into her business. With F'itz and Becka doing their parts though she was feeling a little more optimistic on their chances. "Exactly Becka. The brownrider and I will keep pressure on the wounds if you can get napkins or table cloths or someone's shirt for all I care to soak up some of this blood." She paused as Berath spoke to her. "Bereck is sending Healers. Berath has them."
She looked down at the man under her hands, lifting one from his wounds to snap in front of his face. "Sir I need you to look at me. Can you tell me what happened?" She spoke clearly and loudly. If he lost consciousness then she wasn't sure if the rushign healers would be in time. When Kleos arrived she glanced up just long enough to recognize the Wingleader. "Nothing that I've been able to make out yet. Master Bereck is sending Healers in on Berath. His wounds are bad. If there are others like him then they need treated NOW. Keep an eye out for those as well if you would."
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 3:36 pm
Cetalese
(Tag D'lin and Co.)
Cetalese held her position just outside of the group of Wingleaders, dividing her attention between D'lin, Abigail, and the conversation. It wasn't easy, certainly, but she managed it. Abigail was... silent. Letting her Wingleaders talk. Cetalese looked at her with concern for a moment, but the brewing match of wills brought her attention back to the group just as D'lin seemed to lose some of his patience as well. He was managing to contain himself, but Cetalese recognized the signs that showed he was losing his temper with all of these needless delays. Ceta held her place for the moment, though, not wanting to undermine his authority. He could handle himself and if he couldn't, N'mol was there. D'lin usually only had good things to say about the Benden Wingleader, so Cetalese determined that despite his age there had to be something there that had earned him both his rank and D'lin's confidence.
Cetalese glanced around as D'lin's words seemed to penetrate the tension and get things moving again. Only one Kleos had determined to take charge of Siata and her wher did Cetalese step forward slightly, bringing herself up to just beside and behind D'lin. She wasn't in the circle of ranking riders, but she was close enough that she could pitch a sotto-voce comment to D'lin without anyone else hearing.
"Which direction is she going in?" Cetalese inquired as Kleos and Siata stepped forward to investigate. "A trail has two directions: from and to. Halith said that one of the Greens had seen what may have been felines fleeing into the jungle, but if they came from within the weyr there might be more people who are bleeding to death. You thought of the wounded yourself. They should be our priority, not chasing the trail leading to whatever creatures did this."
N'mol
(Tag D'lin, Z'fer, Kleos, and Co.)
Kleos's suggestion of a wherhandler made sense to N'mol. Hus and Hussk had been a huge aid to them in the revolution, had tried to help Kindra, and for that alone he was willing to draw lines between true wherhandlers and backstabbing traitors looking to bond with killing machines. He nodded when she mentioned it and kept up with the brief conversation between the suggestion and the arrival of Siata and her Bronze wher.
His lips quirked faintly at the tumbling speech that poured from the handler, but he wasn't about to hinder her at her job. Apparently that was going to come from the most difficult of the Wingleaders. N'mol saw the wisdom in two people and one with a dragon, but Siata's instant aversion to the idea made it clear that this was going to turn into another case of "Z'fer is not a likable person and that's going to make things complicated."
Thankfully, Kleos had made a counteroffer that Siata liked more and before N'mol had to step in to smooth things over, D'lin did it for him with a direct manner and common sense. N'mol mentally applauded and reminded himself that later, when things weren't so dire, he would have to find a skin of wine to split with his friend.
"I was thinking the same thing," N'mol agreed grimly, unaware that he and Z'fer both had earned a quick look from the woman hovering behind D'lin. "Our hands are tied on the ground, but not in the air. Kleos said it herself: Moriath is already up there and she can spot movement if nothing else. If there are more of whatever hurt that man in the weyr, a dragon or two overhead would be able to see it. The other option is to call for more wherhandlers." N'mol paused and met Z'fer's eyes, guessing from the way he'd immediately volunteered to go with the wherhandler that he didn't trust them. "But that will take time to assemble them and get someone in there."
Cetalese
(Tag to D'lin, Z'fer, and Co.)
"We can always send firelizards." Her voice was pitched to reach the rest of the group now, and she glanced between them when they looked at her. The idea had come to her suddenly from the way everyone was focused on the larger of the dragonkin, and she knew she had to voice it or risk them going in circles again, further frustrating everyone. Only Halith's mental encouragement made her go on when she would have fallen silent to let them take over again, though. "They have decent night vision, can fly, and are small enough that they can get close to the ground without being noticed. If someone is lying injured, they could smell and see them and bring us a report of where they are without anyone having to get close."
Jordan
(Tag Felix)
Jordan's lips twisted at the nickname, but he did follow Felix when the group moved off. What else was he going to do? Technically, he supposed the nickname was a compliment-- he was rather well built, as he figured Candidates and men on the prowl should be-- so he could let it slide. It gave him a further look into Felix's character, though Jordan though he already had him well-pegged at this point. The other two hadn't said as much, so he was only getting surface glimpses of them. This attack might give him more opportunity to observe them without having to get into the real nitpicking, though.
"It's Jordan," he said loudly over the people talking around them. He pushed past a man not paying attention and kept close to Felix's back.
Tanya
(Tag M'lan)
The arm around her shoulders surprised Tanya, but she was willing to go with him since he seemed to have a plan. She nodded to show she accepted everything he had told her.
"Sure. You're right, I'm sure the Weyrwoman is taking charge and the Wingleaders and such are probably already seeing to searching the rest of the weyr for dangerous creatures before anyone else can get hurt."
Part of the way there, M'lan suddenly stopped, forcing Tanya to stop with him. Like him, she heard the shouted orders and recognized Kleos as being one of the new Wingleaders from Malvren, but what she was saying wasn't processing. Go to the center? M'lan seemed to know what to do, though, and his instructions to her were gentle. Tanya hesitated, feeling the urge to run as far from here as possible and find a safe place to tuck herself, but she finally nodded hesitantly. The Brownrider couldn't waste his time when he had orders to see to. She put on a smile and stepped back in the direction the passing Wingleader had been ordering people to go in. "Go on. Thank you. Be careful!"
Once M'lan had gone, though, her good humor gave way to panic and she twisted her hands together, turning to look at the milling group of equally frightened people. What on Pern were they all going to do grouped together like this?
Orlina
(Tag Zarike)
"I hope not," Orlina said bleakly, her usual good humor gone. Zarike was off and running with the idea, though, so she hurried to catch up. She was curious, in spite of the new concern that the revolutionists were back for a second go.
"Don't say that!" Orlina exclaimed, grabbing at the back of his tunic. "Don't say that." She glanced about, old fear in her eyes, and then she took a deep breath and shook her head. "Come on, this way."
She managed to find holes in the crowd no adult could fit through and squeezed her way through them with Zarike occsionally in front and occasionally behind her.
"There," she whispered, peeking at the man with concern. "Oh..." The wounds looked bad. "I hope it isn't whers."
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 3:46 pm
Adi
Tag Siata/Siask, Kleos
A little smile formed on Adi's face when the wher, well...felt at her, for lack of a better word. Acknowledgement, Siata, hunting. And then he came over and shoved his head right at her! It didn't occur to her that this was so he could smell her - no, she just figured he was saying hello. Her flits, however, were considerably less than pleased by the sudden intrusion! La and Promise squeaked and disappeared, leaving her with Gallant. The silver climbed up to the relative safety of her shoulder and peered at the wher, eyes whirling all manner of unhappy colors. She frowned briefly at the disappearing act, but then the smile was back, and she extended her hands to rub Siask's headknobs. "Hey, buddy."
Oh, there was Siata! And Kleos was with her! She'd definitely be safe now. If she hadn't been preoccuppied/blocked by the big wher, she would have dashed over, but she made do with verbal enthusiasm in this case. "Siata!"
When the wingleader asked if the wounded man had said anything, Adi toned down a bit and offered, "Trouble. That's...that's all he said."
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