Bubbly's Pies {A'mor's Weyr Clue Guess}

[Birdy]

((Kia AND Birdy))


K’lay backed down the hallway, holding a plate of meatrolls just out of Gulath’s reach. “If you keep coming there’s plenty more where this came from,” K’lay coaxed, waving the plate back and forth, back and forth. He had a idea where the next clue might be but after the last booby trap (he had been stuck there for at least an hour before he had managed to break free) he didn’t want to go alone. K’lay didn’t know too many people in the weyr so he had decided to take N’tal. His Gulath had hatched from the same clutch as Vidi so they had something in common right? So, after taking the plate from the kitchen (there would be one less plate of meatrolls for dinner tonight) he had found the blue and talked him into following him.

He found the door he was looking for and stepped inside, making sure not to let Gulath have the rolls just yet. Hopefully A’mor wouldn’t come back too soon. K’lay had spent some time trying to figure out the clue and he had heard that the Weyrhealer’s flit Bubbly liked pies. That was part of the clue. And surely he would have a knife somewhere! ”Alright,” K’lay turned to Gulath, setting the plate in front of him. You don’t get more unless you stay.”

The weyrling turned back to the room, if A’mor’s flit likes pies maybe she’s hidden some around here. He began rummaging through cupboards and drawers. Hopefully he would find it…

[kia]

N`tal was pissed. Very pissed. But, he could not take it out on his dragon. He rather take it out on K`lay, but Gulath had become protective of K`lay. The only reason why was because of the food. Gulath HAD gotten better about food, but every since aquiring a taste for human food, Gulath jumped at the chance to eat human food, even if the food backfired in the wrong way and made the dragon sick. N`tal thrust his hands into his jacket pocket and followed the boy and Gulath. K`lay had suggested working together on this clue. N`tal did come up with Weyrhealer A`mor, and the boy had come up with Bubbly.

Gulath stayed outside, not able to fit through a human door anymore. N`tal walked into the room and looked around. He sighed. "Let`s find this thing," he said, searching A`mor`s entire weyr for Kyril`s knife.

[4horseshowgirl4]

Nothing happens. It seems that the booby traps have been greatly decreased since the last clue... perhaps to lure everyone into a false sense of security?

[fidelli]

A'mor was much better, recently, now that B'nyur was feeling better. Honestly, he didn't like people - and the other Dragonhealer did. A'mor much preferred the dragon part of his job, and left the Bluerider to deal with the obnoxious ones - he had both rank and seniority over B'nyur to pull, anyway. Not that it mattered, because everyone knew that B'nyur was absolute ruler of the Infirmary. A'mor was quite content to let him reign - it was easier, and he found he had to do so much less paperwork. So, coming back from his shift in the infirmary, the Grayrider was planning on doing nothing less than collapsing on his bed, maybe oiling Noyth, and doing nothing.

Apparently, it was not to be. Darling, people. He hated his Gray at times, if just because he had no idea what she was saying. People? People for what, people where? But Noyth refused to answer, sunning herself happily, and A'mor was left to grumble and walk into his room - where he stopped short. "People." The tone was less than amused, and he stayed infront of the door, glowering over at the two weyrlings. "I despise people. What in Faranth's golden tail are you doing in my weyr, dragonbrats?" Noyth - now amused by this entire spectacle, happily glided to her ledge, the tiny Gray sweeping in to eye the intruders. Lovely, I told you people.

The problem's with Gray's, he decided, was that there were not very many words she liked saying, and she was quite content to let A'mor suffer. It was good for him. Scowling, he let his anger roll off of him in small fumes, calling the various flits to him. Green Bubbly, the cause for this whole thing, arrived first - she loved A'mor anyway, and hadn't been too far behind him. Of course, she loved people, so she flew in chirping happily - and quickly dove to under the bed where she did keep her stash of small pieces of pie. Thankfully, it was not harmed, so she was quite content and waddled her fat self over to settled on the bed, still chirping happily. Fellis was next, the pretty Blue coming from between to land stoically on his shoulder and eye the people in His's weyr calmly. And then Lady was third, the bright Orange Queen bursting from between shrieking, hissing her anger at people in HER weyr. Yup, the gangs all here. The Grayrider only stared pointedly, ignoring his small flock, and hoped that he would get an answer fast so he could either punish them or send them away. Oh, you bet they were cleaning the Infirmary if this was a stupid reason.

[Birdy]

K’lay straightened, there was nothing here! He had thought that their guess was pretty good! Sighing he turned to say something to N’tal and found himself facing a man. It was A’mor he guessed, yes there was his Grey and the green flit who had been K’lay’s reasoning was there too. He wasn’t quite sure what to say, should they tell him they needed something? No, he was already angry at them.

”Um…you know the scavenger hunt?” K’lay said slowly, very glad that Vidi wasn’t there. She would have come up with some reason to A reason to what? Why are you at the healers? Is that Gulath? Why are spending time with him not me! I am your DRAGON, as if on cue, Invidiath’s voice burst through into his head. Vidi…not now, we were looking in A’mor’s weyr and he found us, he pleaded, trying to keep his expression one that would convince A’mor to let them off.