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Name: Mecesa
Age: Twenty
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Rank: Cook

Personality: A naturally sociable person Mecesa enjoys any excuse to have a conversation. She is always happy when someone comes to the kitchens to talk to her. Having had so many come to her in floods of tears Mecesa knows how to react to different situations. Whether the situation calls for her to simply sit quietly whilst the person rants, to hold them while they cry or to drive them to do something that really they do want to do but for some reason will not.

She cares about the people who come to her, but rarely gets involved in the things they tell her. It has to be very important or dangerous for Mecesa to feel she has to step in and even then she will not do it directly. More likely she will inform someone else who can do something about it quietly. This is because Mecesa hates confrontations of any kind. Mecesa has always run away from a fight.

There's a motherly streak in Mecesa that has caused some to wonder why Mecesa hasn't either become a mother yet or fostered a child. There is no real reason for this, Mecesa just hasn't thought about the subject of children, her own nor anyone else's. So currently the streak gets to be used by Mecesa fretting over the odd person when they come by. Either that they are looking thin and they should eat, at which point she will sit them down and put something in front of them, or that they are looking under the weather. The list of things that Mecesa could find to worry about certain people health is astounding.

Despite how content Mecesa seems with her life she is sad sometimes. She feels this way because, although she loves hearing about the exciting things that people do with their lives, it gets her down that she is always listening to the stories. Never telling them. She wants to be able to tell her won exciting story about something that happened to her, but the time for such things is gone now. She's settled in the Weyr and that is where she'll stay.


History: Mecesa life is plain. There have been no dramatic adventures or terrible hardships. Born in the Weyr, Mecesa was the daughter of a green rider and so was fostered out. She has little to do with her mother, despite knowing full well who she is. The pair simply do not act as though they are mother and daughter. To Mecesa her mother is the woman who raised her, not the one who bore her. The green rider seems to feel the same.

When it came to the other weyrbrats her age to start fussing over standing for impression and how exciting it would be, Mecesa was not bothered. She had entertained the idea of being a dragonrider, as every child has at some point or another, but finally gave up on the idea. She sees it that it would be no good if everyone became dragonriders, someone has to look after them. She can't work in the kitchen and have everyone fed and have a dragon at the same time. Being the caring creature she is, Mecesa chose to look after people instead.

Working in the kitchens means that Mecesa has at least spoken to every resident of the Weyr. People drop into the kitchens all the time and Mecesa is happy to speak with them. As such Mecesa seems to have taken on the role of Weyr confidant. The things she has heard in her time. Mecesa's habit of never being too busy for people has made her rather popular in the Weyr and she is happy about that as the girl quite enjoys the familiarity of the situation.

It was through one of her friends that Mecesa came across an egg. Came across meaning that the egg was given to her as a present. Taking the egg Mecesa kept it warm in the kitchens with her so that she was around it more often. Come the day of it's hatchling out came a rather large green. After consideration Mecesa decided to name the green Teller. This name came about because Mecesa found that the green very much liked to retell events. Had she been a human Mecesa thought she would be a wonderful storyteller, but being a firelizard she can't speak the words of her stories. Instead the person she is telling receives a fast paced stream of pictures, couples with emotions that Teller seems to think make a good story. When not telling stories Teller can be found lounging in the kitchen somewhere as her bonded busies herself.

Talents: Makes amazing bubbly pies.
Notes: Teller
Teller currently has a clutch which, because she laid it in the kitchen Mecesa managed to find in time to incubate it. The clutch is rather small, containing only five eggs and Mecesa is not certain all will hatch.