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The afternoon was rolling along lazily and Nelioa had again found herself ordered to the kitchen to scrub the pots after getting on her mothers bad side early on in the morning. Outr right refusing to do something often did that to her. After contemplating her error with her hands pruny from extended periods in water she wondered if she had made the right call after all.

Helping herself to a warm cup of Klah she sighed and sat down at one of the tables with a groan. Oh did it feel good to sit down after standing for so long. She was going to sip her klah and then hopefully be away before anyone was the wiser she had finished early. She had worked hard to gain herself that little bit of free time.

As often as Nelioa spent sneaking around and doing her best not to be noticed she often paid attention to anything out of the ordinary. She had learned if you marched through like you where on a mission you where less likely to be hassled as if you looked the part of sneaking about.

Such was the case with the girl she saw slowly making her way along the wall. She sipped her Klah and waited until the girl was closer so as not to shout across the kitchens. "You know you stand out like a sore thumb that way." she said with out looking at the girl.

Nelioa looked up with a raised eyebrow. Not even a hello or a comment about sneaking about. For a moment she was disapointed but then she realised that it was probably due to hunger. She sat back thinking, most of the cooks where still busy prepping for the next meal. To feed a weyr they where always busy cooking through out the day. "Yeah their should be." she tilted her head. "Why didnt you come down during meals? That desperate not to be seen?" She asked as she stood from the table.

The lanky girl streched out with a yawn and motioned for the girl to stay where she was. Slipping back into the kitchen with the hussle and bussle. The women had been accustomed to seeing her back there and she had only just left from scrubing the pots so they paid her little to no heed. Occasionaly she heard a jab about how baked on the fish was tonight and would take some extra elbow greese.

After a few moments she returned out of the kitchen with a small plate of crusted bread and a few meat rolls that had been left over from the lunch meal. "That outta hold you until dinner." she said slipping it across the table to her and taking a bite out of the bread she had for herself in her right hand.

Nelioa took another bite of her bread and crossed her legs under the table as she leaned back in her seat. Lounging there quite contently as she listened to what little the girl had to say. "You're welcome. Cant have you fainting of starvation can we?" she said with a smile as she reached for her cup of Klah.

"what do you do to lose track of so much time?" she asked, curious. Others had so much drive and insperation, something she severly lacked and often times had to find ways to widdle away the time. Bordom was the bane of her existance and trying to keep it at bay sometimes landed her in more trouble than it was worth.

"My name is Nelioa, what's yours?" she asked with a gesture of her cup. "want anything to drink? There is always warm klah to go around." she said taking a sip from her mug.

Nelioa nodded a bit, though she couldnt fathom how she could write for so long she would forget about food. Writing for too long made her hand cramp up and hurt and she would want to get away from that as soon as possable. She studied the girl in front of her and finally came to the conclusion that she was an all together different beast.

This was a something she had been thinking on for awhile, on how people could be so very different. Not that they where made from different animals and just looked the same, but their habits and such classified them as different than others. Some where carnavoirs, blood thursty killers. Others where quiet as mice and would recluse to their little hide aways.

"Ah I see." she said at length with a nod of her head as she placed the mug down on the table. "and do you like the idea of being a dragon rider? or would you rather be a writer?" she wondered if this whole dragon rider business was a cruel twist of fate for the girl. "and its a pleasure to meet you." she said as an afterthought, having momentarily forgotten her manners.

She smiled and the girl and nodded her head. "Growing up in the weyr I see them all the time, but I never get tired of them. I think they are wonderful and if a dragon does choose me, well... I think that would be the best adventure one could have." she said as she leaned back a little further, her eyes taking on a dreamy haze as she sighed whistfully.

Adventure, thats what it really was about. Her mind wouldnt settle on all the training that would happen or the possability of thread scorn and possable death. No, It was all about the thrill of adventure.

Drawing her hand through a few strainds of hair that had managed to get loose from her braid, she clicked her tongue as she grinned and tucked them back behind her ear. "Do?" she asked her eyes sparkling with merriment. "I dont do anything I dont please to do...Unless its a task. I dont have a trade or appreniship beyond being a canidate." she said brimming. She was so very proud of the fact and wouldnt have it any other way, though it was dangerous. If she grew beyond the age for impression she would be with out a trade to fall back on.

Nelioa had leaned back too far in her seat already and when she nodded and moved to adjust herself it prooved too much. Down she went with a thud. In near slow motion to her eyes she could see her cup of klah rise into the air and begin to spin. She let out a small squeek and tried to raise her arms to sheild her face but it was all too late. Klah was everywhere.

She gave a grown and tried to scrub the warm liquid off her face with a damp bit of cloth from her tunic. "Ugh." was all she would say, she was a little embarassed but falling down was nothing new. She flashed the girl a sheepish smile and chuckled. "well I do alot of that." she crawled back on the bench and sighed picking up the now empty cup and setting it back on the table. "I do errands for my mother and what not. Just recently moved into the Canidate area which has been a nice change." she said with a nod trying her best to make it like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

Nelioa smiled and took the hand that was offered to her. She stood up and dusted herself off, not that it did any good she was still soaked with klah. She was thankful at least she was wearing a fairly dirty and stained tunic already. Had it been a new and clean one her mother would be in fits.

"Nervous? No not really, what is going to happen will happen. I'm just in it for the ride really. Being a canidate really hasnt phazed me at all. Still do the same old chores. Just instead of skirting around my mother I also have to worry about the canidate master...and well any other adult." she frowned a little bit. "well maybe it is a little different...."