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Post by Cathaline on May 21, 2011 3:35:19 GMT -5
"Just about any high emotion from a bronze is pretty terrifying," Atenna pointed out with a grin. They were, after all, enormous compared to humans, and could crush them easily if they took it into their heads to do so. She wasn't afraid of dragons, but she could understand why some were.
Quite a few dragons seemed aggressive in their lust, for one reason or another. As a layperson, Atenna had no idea what went through any of their minds during the chase; all she saw was the aftermath. She would take a few disappointed dragons over badly injured ones any day, and the combination was painful to see.
"Do you do a fair amount of dragonhealing?" she asked him with interest, the subject not so far from what they'd been discussing, after all. Dragons got hurt for many reasons, but in the Interval, one of the more common had to be Flights, right?
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Post by Boo on May 22, 2011 7:32:23 GMT -5
Tedaon nodded. He healed the dragons when he could and when he was one of the few available in the infirmary but he generally needed some assistance for the more severe injuries. Sure, he could stitch up wounds... It just took a sharding long time. Generally if the wounds were not all that deep he didn't even need help. "Well, yes I do actually... It just seems to take a while. Some of the Dragons that come in have wounds raked down their sides. You can imagine just how long it takes to stitch them up. Of course, in those situations we generally have some help."
Tedaon's ankle, from having remained seated for some time now, had become less pained. His head had stopped swimming and he had basically forgotten all about it. He supposed that when he got to his feet once more the pain would return but he had no immediate plans to go walking about the infirmary. He didn't really want to answer questions about the injury. More to the point, he simply enjoyed speaking with another healer of sorts.
"The last time I healed a couple of Dragons was after a Green Flight. Apparently the Green hadn't taken too kindly to them. Still, they got better soon enough. I suspect they had been feeling somewhat upset about not catching her but their Riders didn't seem too concerned about the Flight just their partners." He was speaking rather a lot when he would probably refrain from doing so but he'd felt it necessary to explain some of the thoughts he'd had...
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Post by Cathaline on May 22, 2011 16:51:37 GMT -5
"Help is always good," Atenna said. "Dragonhealing...that and human-healing were some of the only things I never learned. I didn't truly expect to be assigned to a Weyr, I suppose. But I know how to handle injured firelizards, and I suppose with assistance I could help with dragons and whers." However, with the presence of trained dragonhealers in the infirmary, and with both dragons and whers (and their bondeds) available to help the healers know what to do and what hurt? Her focus would always be on the animals that had more difficulty communicating.
By now Atenna had all but forgotten that he was injured, so much was she having a nice time chatting. She did know that ankle injuries like that took many days to heal; she simply wasn't thinking about it at the moment.
"The poor things," she said sympathetically. Of course the riders would focus on the injury, not the defeat - but the dragons could hardly be expected to do the same. "I suppose it's possible focusing on the disappointment helped to make the pain lessen?"
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Post by Boo on May 23, 2011 19:31:01 GMT -5
Tedaon hadn't thought too deeply about whether their worrying about the fact that they had lost would indeed make them less likely to become concerned about the pain they felt. He had never really had the opportunity to ask being a little worried that bringing up the loss they might just become even more dejected than before. Plus, he was sure that some of them were only reassuring Theirs that they were alright. It was still somewhat gratifying to see just how each Rider dealt with their dragon. Most worried about them to no foreseeable end and others just tried to cheer them up.
Neras had taken to sleeping where he sat, head resting on his tiny claws tail flicking back and forth every now and then in his dreams. Apparently he was satisfied that His was with someone who could care for him so had become extremely calmed and pleased to know that nothing would happen to silly His. He wasn't ever letting His out again. Who knew what kinds of monsters wanted to eat him. His looked so tasty afterall!
"I'm not entirely sure. I think it must. I suspect in a couple of Turns that having the Herders in the infirmary to help will become rather common... You may get the chance to ask some of them or something." Tedaon suggested thoughtfully.
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Post by Cathaline on May 23, 2011 19:51:03 GMT -5
Well, hadn't it helped Tedaon himself to talk about anything and everything, instead of focusing on the pain every step they took brought to him? Atenna figured that was just how it worked. The more successful a person - or dragon - was at being distracted, the less they'd focus on the pain, and the less they would feel that pain. Which was all to the good.
Atenna gave a solemn nod. "Every hand will be needed," she said quietly. She'd heard enough horror stories about what Thread could do to be apprehensive about it coming - and coming soon. It was likely safer for her to be in the Weyr itself, but it also meant she'd be right in the middle of all those injured dragons and riders. "I'll be sure to keep it in mind to ask. Who knows, maybe the conversation can serve as a bit of a distraction too."
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Post by Boo on May 24, 2011 7:40:00 GMT -5
Tedaon never really liked to think of himself as a patient and he always struggled a little with the thought of being compared to his patients. He had been sick a couple of times and, obviously, he had now been injured but the thought never truly crossed his mind that he might do the exact same things some of the dragons did. Or even some of the people.
"Yes, it can certainly be rewarding at times especially when you wouldn't normally meet some of the dragons. Confined as we are to our crafts. Not that that's a bad thing. It just limits some of the people we can speak to I suppose..." He smiled.
He preferred to spend his days in the infirmary personally but he knew there were a few journeymen and apprentices who would rather be running about outside. He'd known a couple of them to become really edgy and eventually just leave during their shift. Usually they received a strong condemnation but Tedaon couldn't begrudge them too much. He'd done the same when he was younger after all...
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Post by Cathaline on May 24, 2011 15:45:23 GMT -5
Healers probably didn't get sick often, really - there wasn't much danger in the craft that Atenna could see, and they knew how to protect themselves from illness. She got knocked down, kicked, and occasionally trampled all the time, though. It wasn't a big deal. Cursing a bit, good-naturedly, helped, and so did focusing on the task at hand.
"I've hardly met any dragons," Atenna confessed. "They don't really speak to the one who takes care of the food." She might have been around the Weyr for a fair while by now, but most of its inhabitants, in the skies and weyrs above her, were still complete mysteries. "Riders don't come by much, either."
Leaving during the shift was rather silly, in Atenna's opinion, though she'd dealt with the same exact angst during her apprenticeship and early journeyman turns - especially when she'd decided on beasthealing, yet was still expected to go to lessons and perform chores dealing with entirely different aspects of the Craft. She understood why now, of course, and she'd never walked out, just performed her duties quietly and well. That hadn't made it less frustrating, and she'd wanted so badly to be out and about.
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Post by Boo on May 24, 2011 18:19:37 GMT -5
Tedaon wondered whether there were really any dragons who would openly speak to just about anyone in the Weyr. He'd heard of some Pinks who were willing to speak to people even without their rider nearby. There were so many things that he simply didn't really know abot dragons. Things he had almost taken for granted in his years. All these questions that Atenna asked were things Tedaon had never really thought about. Being a Healer and then a Rider he hadn't truly considered much else in his time.
"I suppose that does limit who you can speak with... Although, a few of the Riders I would have thought might speak with the Herders..." He didn't like thinking that the Riders in the Weyr didn't really branch out and yet he knew that there were some who simply did not actually think about much else other than Theirs. Then again, it was almost impossible to think of anything other than the dragons considering they were constantly in their minds.
Still, he knew that it was probably a case of the Riders not truly having time for anything else apart from their Dragons and maintaining them. Keeping them occupied and training to fight Thread. He supposed there was little else they had time for... Well, him also. Yes, being a Rider did take a lot of things off one's mind but also force a whole amalgamation of other worries in.
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Post by Cathaline on May 24, 2011 19:03:48 GMT -5
No doubt the Weyr had chatty dragons; it had just about everything else. But when they couldn't be too near the animals for fear of scaring them half to death, it rather limited Atenna's opportunities to find out.
"Some of the riders do," she agreed. "In the dining hall, mostly, or when they come by to have me look at their pets. We just...live in different worlds in the same Weyr, I suppose." She would never know what it was like to fight Thread or to have a lifemate always in her mind; they would never know what it was like to be a full-time Crafter. They'd all Impressed younger than she was now.
Time...it seemed there was never enough of it, not for anyone, with the Pass so near. So many preparations had to be made, in addition to handling all the usual day-to-day work.
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Post by Boo on May 25, 2011 5:50:16 GMT -5
It was good that at least some of the Riders attempted to speak to those who basically kept their lifemates healthy. He hadn't liked the thought that some would treat Crafters as a little below them. He knew that there was some sentiment of this amongst a select few members of Weyrs but had never appreciated the consideration. He liked to think that he got to know the Crafters as well as the Riders but something told him he had not. It was something he would have to attempt to do in the next turn. After all, he would be healing a great many of them. Better that the Dragons knew him before he actually started prodding at wounds.
"Each sector of the Weyr has their own concerns and will search for answers amongst the others of their... Profession." He hadn't had a conversation as meaningful as this in a long time. He'd managed to learn something today even through the pain. He'd already established how nice it was to speak with a Crafter instead of a Rider but he had only begun to appreciate Atenna's thoughtful comments just recently in their meeting. Before she had been simply 'that woman who hangs around sometimes' now she actually had a name and a meaningful place in his mind.
There were few with whom he could speak for freely. He'd just about, over the course of the events, managed to just about forget not only about the pain but about so many other things that constantly haunted his mind. It was somewhat sobering. He almost felt truly happy.
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Post by Cathaline on May 25, 2011 13:39:45 GMT -5
No doubt some did, but you got those among every segment of the population - Crafters who believed their specialized knowledge made them special, Holders who congratulated themselves on keeping their home and family strong, and of course riders who were prideful. Each had a right to be, to a certain extent. Atenna wasn't the sort to mind when anyone treated her as lesser, largely because she tried not to notice.
"Very true," she agreed. "I know I don't spend as much time in here as I should, even, as a beasthealer." This despite training for a time at Healer Hall, and knowing how much knowledge crossed over! Her work was in the fields, true, but she still had so much to learn. "At the end of the day, though, we all work toward the same goal." She needn't say aloud what that goal was: fighting Thread. Protecting Pern.
For her part, she was greatly enjoying the conversation, too. It had been ages since she'd talked to another human without some sort of animal in her arms, without feeling she had to rush back to her work at any moment. It was nice, and she was very glad she'd been there to help him - for more reasons than one.
Almost was something, at least. A loss like he'd suffered would never truly go away, but being able to rise up, even briefly, from that depression was an excellent sign. Right?
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Post by Boo on May 26, 2011 7:00:03 GMT -5
Tedaon listened to her comments thoughtfully. It wasn't that he thought she should spend more time in the Infirmary... It could be rather a dull place at times... But it was more that he thought every person in the Weyr was ultimately concerned with what was expected of them. For Atenna that was being a Herder and Beasthealer. For him that was being a Healer. If he needed advice he would hardly have approached one of the Tanners for it unless it had something to do with Wherhide.
He grinned mischievously, "Ah yes, we all work towards being given gifts of Benden wine from patients. That stuff is surprisingly difficult to get a hold of even when the Runners are coming through." Tedaon shook his head a little. He'd been waiting for another supply to come through. Only the best for him! He'd have none of the disgusting homemade stuff. He only wanted the real thing. If he was going to jeopardise his health he'd do it with something he enjoyed drinking.
He knew, of course, what she meant. It was strange how there could be fissures and tensions amongst the Weyrs and Holds but in the end it was all forgotten. It would take a truly irrational being to come across Pern to take over whilst Thread was falling and destroying everything. Then again, there was living proof that not all beings were rational. Take Sagaral for instance.
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Post by Cathaline on May 26, 2011 16:10:50 GMT -5
That made her chuckle, her face breaking into a bright smile. "I never see Benden wine," she said with a pout. "Strangely enough, my patients don't seem to have those sorts of connections. And I always get to feasts too late to get even a sip." She wasn't much of a drinker, but a glass of wine now and again never hurt. Pity the good stuff was so rare down here. "The last time I had some for myself...oh, it was turns ago, before I came here. A Trader caravan came through and their animals were sick, and they traded me the wine and some other things for my services."
Some people were mad, which was a very sad thing indeed - but mad people rarely got or kept power. At least, Atenna liked to believe so. The Weyrs might argue, the Holds might distrust them, but at the end of the day, tithes were paid and the dragons flew out into the Pass. A few bad eggs like Sagaral couldn't destroy what they'd all built over centuries.
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