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D'lin had come upon the scene just in time to see Narisa turn away as the men she had chastised stomped off. He didn't really have to ask to take a guess at what had happened - it was an entirely to familiar sight lately, and it didn't look like it was going to get any better in the foreseeable future either. At least not until they expanded to add more huts..and that wasn't going to happen until the old buildings had been repaired.

There was a lot of work to do. Almost so much that half the time when he woke up in the morning these last few days he hadn't even known where to start. It was quite daunting - and if it was daunting for him then he couldn't begin to imagine how daunting it would have to be for the Gold riders. By the look of Narisa however...he could take a wild guess. Angling his route he came to a stop beside her "Hard day?" He asked with an encouraging smile and a sympathetic tone. "Anything I can do to help?"

Plexith - who was currently jealously guarding his bowl beside D'lin's hut from the encroachment of over crowded dragons - By sprawling out in it - seemed to be momentarily distracted when he realized who his rider was speaking with and hummed with approval.

Unlike Narisa whose injuries - thanks to the black eye - were a sight easier to spot, most of D'lin's were pleasantly covered with clothing..or hair. Anyone deciding to prod, bump into or otherwise jostle him too severely however would get an idea of how sore he still was. But his somewhat normal outward appearance, as long as he kept his flight jacket on let him seem healed and strong - something that he had found useful in breaking up the spats taking place around the Weyr. People were a little less willing to risk getting into a fight with someone healthy looking, especially a rather large someone. But his head still hurt from time to time and at the end of the day he was as stiff and wretched as the rest of them.

"Of course, I was just doing a walk about - keeping the peace and and all that, giving my Wing a bit of a break before I gather them up for the next round of 'salvage what we can' out of the rubble. I'd love some company that's not spoiling for a fight" He told her. Clean up crews were pretty much the norm for anyone healthy enough to take part in them lately.

Rising his head as the gold approached Plexith blinked at her in sleepy pleasure. 'Quite well' Te bronze replied 'But better now that I have such excellent company' He went on. He was rather glad that Cepheith had been the gold to come and visit - that other one, the Benden gold..she was bit on the cranky side. Always fussing at him for something or another. Picking himself up a bit Plexith shifted so that Cepheith could make herself comfortable as well if she wished too.

"It will pass eventually...we'll get things cleaned up, the refugee riders will settle in, people will get to know one another, start to see each other as who they are and not which Weyr they came from. My mother used to say that time heals all wounds eventually...and I think she was right, we just have to deal with life as best we can until time does it's thing I suppose" D'lin commented as he watched her run a hand through her hair for the second time since he had spotted her. It did not take a genius to see that she was under a lot of stress but he wasn't entirely sure what he could do to help ease it at the moment. He had a feeling that there really wasn't much he could do other then offer her what help he could.

"The wing is ... recovering..we're not at full strength but if I can get them all to rest sufficiently I think we'll be alright to fly the next threadfall. I need to speak with the Wingleaders from the other Weyrs..we've never flown together, I'd like to have a game plan in place before the fall actually arrives or we'll all show up and end up arguing over whose running things." He told the gold rider, sharing some of his own frets. Most people were focusing on the rebuilding but D'lin was also trying to figure out how things would continue on for the future. He was however somewhat happy for the change to a more light hearted subject and took to is readily.

"Plexith will tell you that it's already too late for me, he maintains that I loose my mind every time I don't agree with him" D'lin stated with a straight face and a solemn tone while he gave Narisa a mock critical once over. "I think maybe your mind is salvageable though"

If it was possible for Plexith to look any prouder at his current predicament then it would be a miracle but he wasn't going to apologize for the vain arch of his neck..any dragon ought to be proud to be seen next to Golden Cepheith. And she was sharing his wallow. And there were no other bronzes around to come by and steal his thunder. It was turning out to be a grand afternoon indeed! 'As well you should be, one would be hard pressed to find better' The bronze slyly teased back, his tone joking as he left the comment open ended. Was he talking about himself or her? He'd let her decide for herself. In any case it was all in good fun.

'You seem tired, has yours been run as ragged lately as mine?' He inquired after a few moments.

"We will" D'lin stated with determination 'Riders have survived plagues and thread and hard times before...we are just as strong as the riders in the past" They had to survive..where would Pern be without their riders. The Handlers might have dragons on their side but as far as he knew they had none that could breed and continue the species. Of course no one had managed to get a full consensus of who and where the missing riders were quite yet. He had no desire to bring that up however.

Though it looked like he had managed to rattle her anyways - he had meant to assure her that they would be able to handle the fall even if they still had a few things to iron out about it, not make her more worried but her reaction to his statement made him realize that he had achieved quite the opposite. At least he then managed to make her laugh which was am improvement. "Well.Then you'll have to join me in the lost cause camp I'm afraid, our general goal is to drive our dragons crazy with..and I'm going to quote Plexith here 'Our illogical and confusing human antics' " He told her in an effort to try and keep the conversation light.

He had a lot he wanted to discuss with her of course, things like attending a meeting of the Wingleaders, organizing the ground support for the next thread fall..and well he was sure there was more if he thought about it. But Narisa didn't need to have that sort of conversation right now, she needed to relax a bit. Those conversations could wait until later on.

Plexith rumbled in satisfaction as Cepheith praised him, ruffling his wings slightly at her playful nudge and leaning against her briefly in reply before lowering his head to rest it on his own forelegs. He could tell that she was tired, everyone was tired lately. 'I know the feeling' Plexith sympathized 'Mine has been rushing about here and there as well. It is important to rest just as it is important to get things done but I think some may have lost track of that'

"I have the feeling that there very little you can't accomplish if you put your mind to it" D'lin told her with a sincere smile as they continued along. He could tell by the way she seemed suddenly distracted that she was thinking about something. D'lin was patient enough to wait until she had worked it out in her own mind. When she did speak well..he couldn't say he was entirely surprised, it was probably something that a lot of them had thought about in the last little while. Given the betrayal from the handlers well..it was easy to look at everyone else around you and start to wonder if you could trust them..or if they were going to turn against you as well.

"Don't apologize" He told her, reaching out to grasp her shoulder and get her to stop, to turn around and look at him "I think we are all having thoughts like that lately" He stated truthfully "It's perfectly understandable..but to answer your question - I think they are upstanding sorts, N'mol is ambitious but he seems honorable and while Kindra is a bit on the uh.. temperamental side..she seems to be genuinely concerned about the future of her riders and the dragons. They both helped us keep Trine safe, I think we can trust them, I don't think that any of Bendens previous issues were their doing" He stated with conviction..and then added "Thats not to say however that they won't have some trouble adjusting..to the Atypicals and the way we do things. I'm sure it feels very strange to them."

'That sounds like a good idea to me..but humans are very small, they have a tendency to wiggle free when you try to keep them somewhere' The bronze stated with a sigh of mock exasperation - as though he had thought of this and attempted to do something like it before. He even made mock grasping motions with his claws to illustrate their slippery nature. 'I am glad they get along, it is nice to have someone to speak with when things are overwhelming' He agreed.

"And do you think, that they themselves, haven't had thoughts very similar to yours? I'm sure that they have asked themselves questions just like this...because they are leaders and that's what leaders do. They consider the hard questions because they have to and anyone who gets angry at you for doing so should take a good long look at themselves and rethink their priorities." Of course they wanted everyone to get along - of course they knew that the riders needed each other to continue fighting thread and survive this little revolution but that didn't mean that once in a while less then pleasant thoughts started to make themselves known and that was just human nature.

"I'm worried about them taking the whole 'Benden Forever' standpoint a bit too far as well - I already promised to help take back Benden when the time comes, it's only fair since they helped us here...but I'm hoping that they start to relax a little bit once they've had more time to adjust and realize that we're not trying to strip them of who they are. I'm just not exactly sure yet how to go about doing that." He confessed with a slight shrug. "But..I wouldn't worry about them finding out what you think, I'm not going to share your thoughts and I doubt Cepheith is going to rat you out..so your probably safe" He assured her with a smile.

Plexith hummed soothingly as Cepheith snorted 'Mine is still with her - he won't let her get to upset' The bronze assured her, pausing briefly as though considering her suggestion 'Very well, lets gather up some rocks..we'll fly overhead and drop them on them..mine is going to be very upset when he wakes but he'll get over it' He stated with conviction and a straight face, as though he was seriously going to go and do it.

"I think that's about the only way we can deal with it, perhaps...if we show that we trust in them, then hopefully they will start to trust in us" Much as he wanted to come up with a way to make everyone get along and work together, some master plan that would fix it all instantly, there really wasn't any conceivable way to do so - nothing except letting them come to their own decisions on this matter would work. He just hoped that it didn't take to long and there wouldn't be any lasting consequences while they did so.

"But speaking of the other Weyrs and their Wingleaders, I want to call a meeting to organize how we are going to handle the Threadfalls. We can't have our wings in the air bumping into one another and leaving gaps in the coverage because we think another Weyr's wing is handling it. We need a single leader for each fall...I was hoping that you'd come? I was going to invite Kindra as well."

'Cepheith says thank you for keeping her calm' Plexith obediently relayed to his rider before turning his attention back to the gold beside him. 'True, they've had enough knocks about the head lately I suppose' The bronze responded. He had not yet forgotten the fear and worry that had gripped him when D'lin had been knocked unconscious. Cepheith's wiggling as she curled up however did much to bring him away from such thoughts - it was nice out, the wallow was comfortable and Cepheith was warm beside him. Ill thoughts should not be a part of this equation and sighing softly he laid his head down next to the gold, rumbling in pleasure. 'Well if they are too silly to take advantage and sleep when they have the chance, that dosen't mean we can't'