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After being dropped off by C’ren, Westren had taken to wandering about the Weyr, simply trying to get a feel for the place. A few people gave him strange looks - probably because of the rather messy braids in the back of his hair - but no one asked him any questions. This didn't surprise him, considering just how many people seemed to be living in the Weyr. Upon further consideration, this made him slightly nervous; how would he find his sister, the one person he knew, in these masses?

Eventually Westren decided that it would be best if he found where he was supposed to sleep. Spying a young boy that seemed confident about where he was going, Westren stopped him.

“ Excuse me, but where do the male Candidates sleep? And where do the female Candidates stay?”

The boy gave him a strange look before muttering, “Another one, eh?”

With the help of vague hand gestures, the boy indicated where Westren should go. Nodding in thanks, Westren departed, strolling down the corridors. Pausing outside a door, he prepared to knock before realizing that he too would be living there, making knocking rather silly. Opening the door, a very brief glance at the room and that that occupied it told Westren that this was not the boys’ area, but the girls'.

“ Oh…” Realizing his mistake – he had confused the two sets of directions – Westren’s face flamed, rivaling his hair in color. “ Sorry, I, uh… yeah. Sorry.”

Sonya held back her laughter, as the green went to harrass whoever was at the door. Orginally she couldn't tell exactly who or what was there as she was too distracted by the little creature in the first place. Though in any normal situation, she would of proberly been quite annoyed, in this case the atmosphere kept everything quite calm. Sonya found no reason to be rude or mean, the boy didn't seem like he was there for a laugh, especially considering his newly found colouring.

She wasn't going to say anything, at least at first, since half of her wanted to meet his new person, expecially in such strange circumstances. One of the other candidates were handling it quite well already, which made her feel a little less guilty about it. Sonya changed position on the bed, bringing her legs together over the edge in a more ladylike way, just in case there came a chance where it was suitable to talk, or at the very least she could watch the little performance play out.

Nelioa's green alerted Nandeli to the presence of someone unwanted and she all but dashed out of her alcove. An intruder? Was it a boy? Her eyes lit up instantly when she caught sight of the boy who had apparently taken a wrong turn and ended up where he really shouldn't be. Looks like the Weyr pranksters were already at work. Or perhaps….perhaps he had done this intentionally. What a scoundrel! She was absolutely looking forward to talking to him now.

Curls bouncing behind her, Nan made her way towards the entranceway, smiling her most charming smile as she came up besides Nelioa. "What is this? A boy in the girls' alcoves? My my someone's looking to make an impression on the girls!" She grinned broadly as she placed both hands on her hips. This was the best potential gossip she'd gotten all week! Well, if you didn't count the whole kiss in the Bowl incident. But this was just as good! She just had to use it to her advantage. "You've awfully brave to come in here unannounced, but since the Candidatemaster is elsewhere I don't think you'll get into too much trouble. Can you tell us your name, brave one?"

Veyes waited and when he finally heard the answer he just sighed. Well, it was his funeral if the girls turned on the boy. It wouldn't be his problem. He could hear the shrill feminine voices behind the boy he watched; it was only a matter of time.

Fortunately, Veyes was not foolish enough to go down there and grab him. Maybe the boy wanted to "visit" the girls. He had heard of some boys occasionally try to sneak out and meet "dates". It wasn't something he ever considered doing himself because he really didn't want the trouble that could come from it. It might be nothing for him to be concerned with so he started to head out but then paused looked back one more time. "So you know where the Boy's dorm is right?" he called back just to make sure since he didn't recognize him. Depending on what the boy said would determine whether or not he stayed or left. In the mean time, he leaned back against the wall and awaited his reply.

Roused from her nap by all the excitement, Elora groaned and opened her eyes to see what the problem was... and saw a guy. "Wha...!" she sputtered as she bolted upright, caught completely off guard by the sight. What was a boy doing in here? she asked herself, as she stared wide-eyed past the other girls at the ginger-haired lad, unaware that her own hair was sticking up in the back from where she'd been sleeping only moments before.

Veyes was rather surprised when another guy talked to him. Well, he shouldn't have been considering he was in a main hall but normally, he kept to himself and just quickly went from point a to point b not taking in any of the conversations. However, today had been different since he had tried to be helpful although it appears that the boy down the hall seemed to be content to stay within the clutches of the occupants in the girls' dorm.

He glanced at the guy and was glad not to have to make too many explainations. Yeah..it was pretty obviously what was going on. "Mmm...well I asked him if he needed help getting to the right dorm but he seems to be...happy where he is. But...I've not seen him before so I'm guessing he's probably new. I'm not sure that saving him is going to help him or us. I think I'd rather not be caught by the Candidate Master that close to the girls' dorm."

The boy that just arrived seemed to be more in the know so he guessed he had been at least in the Weyr for as long as himself if not more. He probably knew that getting on the bad side of the Candidate Master's grumpy nature brought more than a wave of chores....it brought a landslide of terrible chores that made a normal angry scolding seem mild. Veyes' preferred to choose his risks and mischief more carefully than that.
"I wouldn't go down there if I were you."

Grein grugingly returned to Nelioa's side, though she continued to watch the boy with wirrling eyes and a general air of distrust. Should ge step one toe out of line there was little doubt she would be at him again.

Nelioa stroked gentle fingers down the little green and gave cooing noises to try and appease her and clam her. It had little affect though if Nelioa stopped Grein would chirp at her to continue.

With her free hand she waved at the young man with a smile. "I'm Nelioa, and you have already met Grein here."

As more girls took an interest in the commotion, Westren couldn’t help but wonder what he had gotten himself into. Oh, he had heard other boys discuss the “evil” of girls, and had heard older males bemoaning the fact that women were impossible to understand, but thus far Westren had only heard such things, not experienced them. Curiosity was to be expected, and he supposed that teasing was appropriate, given the situation; nothing dangerous yet.

“ Ah, I don’t actually know him. Um…” Taking a step back, Westren turned slightly to search out the boy that had tried to warn him, only to find that said boy was no longer alone. Between the distance and his own divided attention he could only catch snippets of their conversation, but it was enough to worry him.

“ Am I going to get in trouble for being here?”

When he had first realized his situation, Westren had hoped to make it better by learning some names and faces, as well as getting more accurate directions. However, as Nandeli began to talk he realized he was in for more then he had bargained for. Looking for a rescue himself, he decided on innocent honesty.

“ Yes, I’m looking for someone important to me.”

There, situation diffused. Nothing scandalous about looking for a family member, right?

{{Westren needs to learn to choose his words more carefully...}}