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 Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 4:14 pm
"Get the laundry from the Weyrlings. And while you're at it, take them this." One of the women shoved something hastily into Jada's arms, almost making her stagger backwards with the force. The dark-haired girl nodded, glancing down at the containers she held. There was some numbweed there, and some oil. The oil was probably for the dragon skin. Why numbweed though? Couldn't the weyrlings see a healer for it themselves?
Then she actually thought about it. The weyrling barracks were full of newborn dragonets, who were probably almost as clumsy as they were young. Still, they would probably be doing plenty of knocking into Theirs and Others. The dragonets would naturally get a healer if they knocked themselves too hard, but the Weyrlings might not get the same treatment. They were commodities, yes, but not quite as precious as a baby dragon.
It struck her as odd. Still, she left the laundry area and moved down the corridors towards the barracks.
It made her nervous, how some people looked at her since they had seen her at Canoake's side at the Hatching Feast the night before. Riders who hadn't paid a mind to her before were looking at her as though they thought she might share some of the other Candidates's... proclivities.
She was almost relieved when she slid into the barracks, looking around for someone she knew.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 12:06 pm
Y'ul had taken to oiling Erath all the time, even if the dragon did not protest that she was itchy and merely sleepy, her hands growing red from the constant work she was putting into keeping hide clean and fresh. Lessons hadn't started yet for the most recent batch of Jr. Weyrlings, a few days grace given to them for the sake of realizing what had happened and letting them get adjusted...at least, that's how Y'ul saw it. The reality of everything could be quite different but she was content to let it stay that way in her mind.
You've been rubbing the same spot over and over, and it makes other places itch more now. Please keep it all even if you're going to do it right.
Erath wasn't trying to be chiding to her rider, but she was making the itches worse. The little dragonet had been able to ignore them for the most part but now that part of her hide was good and the other wasn't, she was growing a little irritated. Not enough to merit her doing more than mentioning it, but irritated none the less.
"Well, sorry for me having to guess where things are on you. It's not like you're helping out at all by telling me these spots."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 3:51 pm
The sound of voices from the other side of one of the beds in the large, circular room, brought Jada walking towards it. The masculine appearance of the young rider was familiar to her, and she cleared her throat politely, trying to bring attention to her before she spoke, an attempt to get herself noticed without startling the two. "Congratulations, Yulu."
She set the large jar down on the chest at the end of the bed, peeking around to admire the green dragonet. She certainly was gorgeous. "The laundrywomen sent me to collect any laundry there was to be had, and sent a gift of numbweed."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 3:58 pm
"Numbweed eh? I've got jars of the stuff from when I worked in the Infirmary so feel free to give my share to someone else. Also, it's Y'ul now."
Y'ul didn't even look over to see who was addressing her, letting her dragonet do the looking instead. Erath had not seen other females in the barracks save for Cass at the other end so she tilted her head slightly with the question of what this person was doing there. A bother, perhaps? No, just curious.
Do you know her? She's addressing you.
She gave me Song. Jada-something
Y'ul did looked up from where she stayed rubbing Erath's side, her dark eyes watching the new figure and making sure she had the right person. Indeed.
"What brings you here other than chores? I thought for sure they'd be letting Candidates have a break."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 4:14 pm
"Sorry. Y'ul." Jada lifted back up the numbweed. It didn't really bother the Candidate that the other woman was being so blunt; it wasn't anything other than what she'd expected, based off of prior interaction with the other.
She shifted her weight, putting the majority of it on her right foot and balancing the jar of numbweed against her left hip. "Other than the chores, nothing really. I didn't get the day off. Would have been nice though." her tone was wistful. "But I do have a few spare minutes. Have you met any of the other new riders yet? Are they all getting along? I know this is an awful big room for all of you to live in, so...."
She grinned. "Anyone in particular snore?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 4:26 pm
"I didn't sleep in here last night, so I don't really know, and thankfully the two of us have been given a wide berth in terms of bunkmates. There isn't anyone close for at least three beds on either side which works fine for me."
Same for me. I hope it stays quiet around here.
Y'ul could appreciate the quiet nature of her dragon at least this much, even if everything else caused her trouble and she knew it would lead to a headache. These two were still trying to figure one another out, at least the figuring part on Y'ul's side.
"As for meeting the others, I've seen them around here and there. Met the rider of that Brown, and I already know the other female rider. Not much there."
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 4:31 pm
A chirp interrupted Jada before she was going to speak again, and Allegretto flickered from between near her girl, bearing a note. Jada recognized the paper, and bent down to remove it, setting the numbweed down on the bed again.
A return letter from her mother, already?
When freed of the paper, the flit hopped across the floor to the green dragon, neck craning to look at the bigger creature. Not as big as Big Green, but very big compared to Alle, yes! She crooned a greeting to Erath, rolling over to show her a trick.
Did she get approval from the big green?
She rolled back up, chirping at the other girl. She knew this girl!
"Well, good luck tonight." Jada finished reading over the letter, her face in a frown, slipping the paper into her boot. "I've only met F'len. He's a good guy, a friend of mine for a long time, so hopefully you won't have any problems with him. His blue is Skananth."
She chewed on her lip, pausing. "And what is the name of yours, Y'ul?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 7:38 am
Erath barely even registered the flitt that danced before her with a sleepy yawn, her eyes never even looking down to watch. She kept watching the interaction between Hers and this new girl, not that she was hoping for anything to actually happen. Y'ul was proving to be socially anti-social if that were to mean anything at all, but that suited Erath just fine. She didn't want a woman who gossiped like a woman after all.
"She's green Erath, personality is like you've seen. I've yet to figure out what to do with her other than just raise her up until she's willing to move on her own."
Ugh, Skananth.
Y'ul wanted to snicker at the reaction her dragon gave in response to the name but she kept it internally, not wanting to offend. If she could recall correctly then she knew Jada was pretty touchy? Girls always were.
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 11:34 am
Jada finally bit her lip. "Well, I'll just take all of these things." she said finally, and lifted up the laundry that had been set aside for wash, setting it against her hip. It was becoming apparent to her that the other female wasn't interested in idle chatter. It didn't much surprise her. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Erath. Congratulations again, Y'ul." she gave the other girl an awkward smile.
She moved around the room, lifting up the clothing that was marked as being dirty. Set the jar of oil near the center of the barracks, on one of the tables there.
"I'd appreciate it if you let people know the oil was set there." she said finally, moving for the door.
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