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PostPosted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 9:43 am


J'car had already heard enough from I'saak to make him uneasy. He had no intention of cornering any of the new weyrlings the same day as the hatching; they would be wary of him, and it sounded like many of them would have good reason to be. A stranger, a Watch bronzerider intruding into Warden's and asking a lot of questions? When the words "official investigation" started getting thrown around, people either poured out all their petty grievances or they clammed up.

But he was here to do a job, and he would have no opportunity to earn their trust if he didn't put himself out there. And he wasn't above a bit of transparent, harmless bribery to get a foot in the door, both literally and metaphorically. So a few days after the Hatching, he'd stopped by with the Weyrlingmaster to pick up a bucket of meat for some hatchling's breakfast, and picked a door at random. Baby dragons were hungry constantly. If nothing else, he could do someone a small favor by saving them a trip.

He knocked on a door, and called through it shortly after. "Morning! It's J'car. Can I talk to you?"
PostPosted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 10:43 am


It had been turns since he had done anything with folding paper. J'in folded the sheet of paper, running his nail over the seam. It wasn't surprising, a prison wasn't a place for the privilege to spend marks for invites to be folded into flowers or other shapes. Or love poems, he really hated recopying sappy love poems. This one was his fourth try, three mangled creations one vaguely dragonish shape had been discarded and became Irath's play things.

Irath batted a bit of plain paper with a fore paw, passing it back and forth between his paws. he said, delicately liping the edge and pulling the paper limb back till it straighten.

"It wasn't working." He said pausing and inversed a crease, smoothing the upright narrow triangle. "I'm out of practice as well." J'in reached down to stroke the grey's back, relaxed enough to smile as Irath attempted to unfold the piece of work. "I forgot this... I use to enjoy it."

Irath chuffed, managing to crumple the paper. He muttered, lifting his paw and dropped it, amused at the crinkling noise. Irath rumbled, rubbing bodily against his bond partner till J'in left off long enough to give him a hug.

J'in lifted his head, pausing and set down his half created mess of paper, pushing off the bed to answer the door. "Morning," he said looking over J'car and the bucket before stepping aside. "Come in. Before Irath tackles you for the bucket."

Irath chirped, running over towards the stranger and bugle in greeting. The grey nosed the bucket, cheerfully getting under foot.

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PostPosted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 6:25 pm


The Watchrider chuckled good-naturedly at J’in’s greeting. “Thanks. I figured that if I was going to invade your space in the morning, I should probably bring breakfast as a peace offering.”

He stepped inside and set the bucket carefully where Irath wouldn’t be able to reach it to shove his head in it, then bent down to get a better look at the curious little gray. “He really is something, isn’t he – she? No, he, right? The grays are male.” He was pretty sure he’d heard someone refer to the little guy who went between as a he, although J’car honestly wasn’t sure. And it wasn’t like you could just peek discreetly at the hindquarters like you could with a canine.

Straightening up, he offered J’in a friendly smile, hoping the weyrling wouldn’t take offense to someone else examining his dragon. “He looks healthy, though. Certainly nothing wrong with his appetite.”
PostPosted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 3:02 pm




Certainly not my breakfast. J'in took a few steps into his new room, pulling one of the heavy black oak chair to the small red maple table to have a matching set. It was close enough that Irath could see them from the dragon couch. "Irath is male." He gave a soft smirk, causally sweeping the ruin bits of paper under the couch with his foot. "Ch'nda said much the same thing. She was a bit more hands on about it."



I'm tired of people examining you like a piece of meat. J'in sat down, looking over J'car and sighed. "Would you like to take this elsewhere? I rather not get blood on my furniture and Irath is rather focused on that bucket now. Perhaps we could get something edible from the kitchen." Can you wait a little long Irath?

Irath left the bucket alone to pad over to his rider, looking up and twitching his tail eagerly.

I really can't see why not.

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PostPosted: Sat Apr 13, 2013 7:15 pm


J’car grinned at J’in, an expression that briefly crinkled the corners of his eyes. “Yeah, Ch’nda is like that. Good lady, good at her job, though. Wouldn’t say a word against her.” Honestly J’car was fond of all of his wingriders. There wasn’t a single one he’d kick out if given his druthers.

(If there was, he would have kicked them out already. J’car did not tolerate shenanigans, except of the good-natured kind.)

“Right,” he agreed. “Kitchen would be good. I would’ve picked something up for you, too, except most people I know get leery about handling raw meat and handling people food at the same time.” He backed out of the weyr a little to give J’in and Irath room to maneuver around him. “So how’s life as a weyrling at Warden’s? They treating you all right?"
PostPosted: Thu Apr 18, 2013 8:26 pm


"True, something about raw meat and flat bread and jam together is not reassuring." J'in followed and picked up the bucket of raw meat. "It has been... different? I kept long hours as a scribe and I sort of do as a weyrling but it has a odd mix of intense activity and then sort of lazing." He shrugged, heading outside the barracks to feed Irath first before they made their way to the kitchen. "C'ap is nice and V'tyai is probably the best choice for teaching us."

Irath followed, trotting beside his bond partner. The young grey liked the rows and rows of books and the relaxation and subtle confidence his adopted in the archives.

Perhaps he would, but can this wait till I eat? J'in smiled at the grey. "I'm not sure what is normal about candidacy to really compare it."

Shaddaling

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