Boo
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Post by Boo on Jun 18, 2011 7:14:03 GMT -5
Fel sat in her room, knees drawn to her chest, back against the wall. She couldn’t believe what had happened with her brother. When she’d tripped him that time in the Weyrbowl she had been so angry that words did no justice to her fury. The second time… She hadn’t meant it at all. She felt foolish and stupid. Part of that was definitely from Dhanuth, this she knew. She knew that Dhanuth was trying to help her feel better but he had been quieter than usual regarding the events. Or perhaps she simply noticed it more.
We have some chores, FelMine. Do not worry. Cheer up, we will fix things, do not worry.
Fel looked over at Dhanuth sadly. Yes, she had been moping for far too long. All she could do was continue and hope that things would sort themselves out. She couldn’t afford to be silly anymore. If she saw Xiro again she would treat him as she would any other Weyrling. It was stupid to treat him differently. He’d probably get a transfer or something when he finished his training and leave her again anyway. Best not to get too close to him again.
We have some chores to do.
Dhanuth raised his head off the ground and got to his feet wandering over to her. He had been watching her for some time, pleased she had not yet learned how to keep some things from him. The more he knew about her the easier it was to help her out. Make her stop thinking silly thoughts and start thinking her strong ones again, the ones he had seen in her mind when he had impressed to her. He crooned happily when FelHis scratched his eye ridges.
Yes, you’re right! I can’t let it bother me! Fel responded happily and jumped to her feet, forcing cheerfulness that would eventually stay with her.
She walked out of her room, leaving the firelizards there, Moss and Coral curled up with one another whilst Megatron moved about in her sleep. Megatron was certainly… An odd firelizard. She seemed to have night terrors or something, chattering away rolling all over the bed when she slept. Basically, Fel was sure the creature was insane so she just tried to leave the pink alone whenever she could. Dhanuth padded lightly behind her as she walked out of the Weyrlings barracks and into the Weyrbowl.
So much drama seemed to happen in the place. Fel sighed and walked to where she would be working. She was scrubbing algae today. As fun as that sounded she was really not looking forward to it. She got to work swiftly as Dhanuth found the nearest shady spot and sat down, resting his head on the ground watching Fel. He just about blended in with the patch, almost invisible. Fel smiled, feeling a little happier now she was working. Yes, she would have heaps of fun now!
I am glad Mine.
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Post by enabeans on Jun 18, 2011 14:15:48 GMT -5
Caleb had been warned that he would have to do chores as a Candidate, but that hadn't put him off the life at all. He had always put a hand to anything that needed him and, while he might not be an expert at any particular craft, he was good enough to get by. Still, he hadn't quite expected to be scrubbing algae.
Seated near the large patch he had started to work on, putting all his effort into scrubbing away as much as he could with each stroke, he had quickly fallen into an almost hypnotic rhythm. The sun was hot on his back and neck, burning the skin most likely, but he didn't notice and probably wouldn't until he went to wash that night and found himself incredibly sore.
The sound of approaching footsteps pulled him from his reverie and he turned his head to see the young girl and her dragonet coming closer. She seems so young to have Impressed, but perhaps she had been in the Weyr since she was born?
"Good morning."
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Boo
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Post by Boo on Jun 19, 2011 5:22:11 GMT -5
Fel spotted some other people around performing similar menial chores as she set to her own work. She guessed that some of them were probably candidates. She was rather young herself so she didn’t have too many skills. Naturally, she was always set to the more… basic chores, ones that most people could complete fairly simply. Perhaps she should have done some crafting so that she would be of more use to the Weyr. She scrubbed away at the algae, tongue poking out in the effort. Her method was somewhat more vigorous than the male nearby. She was a little tired already!
Fel stopped her scrubbing with a sigh and sat back, wiping her forehead. She didn’t want to get sunburnt but it seemed as though she might. She could probably get some numbweed if it hurt too much later on.
Perhaps I should hold my wings over you.
She turned and looked at Dhanuth with a smile. He was still rather small but his wings could have probably done something to keep her shaded. She didn’t want to make Dhanuth hot though.
No, that’s okay, I will be fine.
Someone greeted you Mine.
Fel jumped and looked to her side at the male. He was probably a Weyrling or candidate but she saw no dragons. An older candidate then! Just like Lyr! She thought of anything and everything to distract herself from the silly things she had done. She smiled at the male.
“Hello!” She greeted, “Are you here for the dragons? That’s Dhanuth over there and I'm Fel.”
She gestured over at the black who turned his eyes on the male, and tilted his head a little in his own greeting.
“Algae scrubbing sure is hard work!” Fel huffed as she went back to her scrubbing.
Meeting someone else was good! Now she would have more friends in the Weyr and when he impressed they could go flying together! She didn’t care if he was a little older than her because she would get older too! More mature and better. She would be even stronger than she was now.
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