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Freya didn't appear to be hearing her, and Lireal was just about to lose her patience and drag the other girl off, but then her storm grey eyes fell on a familiear head weaving through the crowd. She cursed violently under her breath, and pulled the taller girl between her and the oncoming person.
"Freya, I need to get away from here. Now. We don't have to leave the gather, but you have to act calm and help me get out of this particular area. I'll explain later, but I need you to trust me." She looked pleadingly up at her friend, all the while moving slowly to stay on the opposite side of Freya than the holder storming down the row of stalls, looking none too happy.

Ipsen raised an eyebrow then sighed. "It used to be such an honor for a Hold when a youngster was chosen to impress. This saddens me indeed."
He caught site of some apprentice boys setting up the area in which the great chours would sing for the Lord Holders and guests' enertainment. Unbidden a wave of apprehension washed over him. Not a inkling of the feeling was shown on his face but Trick, ever so keen, picked up the worry and crooned, sending feelings of love and reassurance. Really, to do this in front of the Weyrwoman.
"There there, you'll be getting fed soon," he played it off. "That roast wherry smells fine."
He chuckled when another thought hit him. "I wonder if we even warrant spots at the high table anymore. If it's any consolation, Harpers aren't considered much above brown-nosers, whores, and theives." He shrugged. "I hope I didn't get us in trouble with my bold movement tonight."
Tolara's baby seemed to be settling down. "You certainly have a fine baby boy, Weyrwoman." He mused a bit, smiling down at the child. He grinned and crossed his eyes making the child giggle. "Darling things... I never want one." He smiled at her impishly. "I must say, I never had a chance to meet the Weyrleader... I heard he was a fine man. Though this is quite belated, my consolations for your lose, but in the same breath, as life must go on, I gave you a hearty congradulations for you baby. May he grow up to be a great and proud as his parents." Tolara looked tired, right to the bone. She has far to much to fight at this moment... far, far too much.
"I must say, anything I can do to help lighten your burden do not hesitate to load it upon me. I am willing to carry as much as you can or dare!" He said gently. He felt that Tolara could make a powerful ally and a great friend. Soon they'd turn the tides of this discrimination. The Holders would soon learn that this is only the beginning of the pass. Soon the Falls would become longer and more intense, they'd soon see that there is much to fear from this menace and only one hope against it however they disliked the work to keep them here!
His tone changed to that of dramatic suffering.
"Oh dear... the feast can't be starting that soon... My shells and stars." He shook his head and grinned. Really, he should be acting a bit more mature for his rank. "As the feast begins I would gladly like to escort you to your place."

"Neither did I," she confessed with a a smile, "Yes well, Glith should be rising soon and we'll get a new Weyrleader." She smiled at the Harper. Amusing man.

With a shake of her head Tolara held up a hand after his offer.

Glith? Will you tell Wrath that Rayinte needs to get over here? Tolara sent a mental picture of the place that she and the MasterHarper were in. The feast is about to start and I think it would be best for Fort to make a single entrance.

A vaugely malicious wave ran through Tolara. Do you need help impressing anyone about the *importance* of dragons? The gold was already planning way to show off, plans that would probably be forgotten in the next moment.

That's allright, please just pass along the message.

Allright, but you owe me a bath, without that screaming thing.

Yes dear.

Tolara tuned back into Ipsen. "If you think you can wait, the Junior Weyrwoman will be joining us in a moment."

"Yes, too friendship! May it see as many years as its participants," she said brightly. He had an odd look, and she was reminded once again how much there was that she didn't understand about him. It made her a bit uneasy, but the wine was good and it couldn't have been wasted on bitter sentiment. She relished the flaver, and poured another glass. I hope I don't get drunk, she thought with a surprising absence of alarm.

((sorry this took so long, I had to move and couldn't reach a computer))

This time, a faint smile played around the edges of her lips. The man was starting to sound really annoyed, and although he didn't mention the prize this time, her eyes wandered over to linger on the egg pots for a minute. Then she once again turned her gaze inward. "One though twenty..." she whispered, the numbers streaming through her mind. This one was certainly more difficult, but that was only to be expected. Thinking about it for several moments, she finally lifted her eyes to gaze at the stall owner. "Twelve," she stated confidently.

((ahh uckmoving hope you had help! Odd i was thinking we were just waiting on the answer if you got it right or not.. wow.. silly me)

Akai heard the girls guess and grinned excitedly. She was wanting to see the mans face get nasty, she just knew he would. She hoped though he wouldn't cheet the girl out of the eggpot. Akai heard the cook shouting for all drudges in the distance and grimiced. If she didn't hurry she was going to get one heck of a scolding.. and prolly a little more. The cook still half terrafied her, and she wasn't completely comfortable around all these strangers just yet. But working as she had been she didn't mind so much, apperenly the harper hall with all its comings and goings and big hall to serve food had helped her shyness a lot. Though, she still didn't trust guys one on one yet unless it was Daniel or her other friends.

Kopi trilled soflty, feeling her slight anxiuity.

"It's alright Kopi" sh emurmmued petting him still watching and grinning.

He also downed the entire glass, and filled it back up. He then promtly downed this one and again filled it back up. The taste wasn't his desire at the moment. He wished to get roaring drunk but that would have to wait at least for a while. He also gobbled up some food. He sat back a little and sighed unsure where to go from here.