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Candidate Barracks
Serviceable, this low-ceiling'd room runs right and left from the heavy
canvas curtains that function as a door:
relatively bare of ornamentation, tidy glows light the few worn tapestries
that adorn the walls and depict a variety of
dragons in flight or at rest. But it is the cots, lots and lots
of cots, that distinguish this room from the others,
their blue or black coverlets tucked neatly over relatively fresh rushes.
Candidate's haven, this is their escape from the bustling world of
chores and Weyr; visitors are welcome if invited.
Resting atop the doorframe are Selkie, Cornflower, Lox, Dana, Cray,
Felician, Pix, Tremayne, Jaibyrd, Pyk, Tango, Litza,
RazorThorn, Larson, and Aria Moon.
You see Name Board, Tiri's Cot, Mharida's Cot, Auri's Cot, Sena's Cot,
Tya's cot, Pyrene's Cot, Lylia's Cot, Maurin's
Cot, Khayet's Cot, Gekoki's Cot, Liseria's Super Tent, Quedista's Cot,
and Quara's Cot here.
You notice Mharida, Pyrene, Gekoki, Sena, Quedista, Maurin, Khayet,
and Liseria asleep here.
Auri, Quara, and Tyara are here.
Obvious exits:
Caverns
Quara blinks. "Oh! I'm Quara... I suppose so." She appears startled at the flurry of noise.
"Hello! You the one who D'renn captured and dragged? You're a candidate,
right? I'm Lylia..." The girl skips into the
room, grinning as she examines the newcomer with transfixed curiousity.
"You should sign the name board. And you didn't
yet, did you Tyara?" Nope, with a new person around, Lylia won't shut
up! "We're a good group here. Do you like pranks?
And cookies?" The most important questions.
Wheatie blinks in from ::between::!
Tyara walks in, peering around until she spots Quara. "Oh good, we were
afraid you were for D'renn's personal pleasure,"
she snickers, then introduces herself more formally. "I'm Tyara. Well
met..?"
Wheatie suddenly disappears ::between::!
Quara looks stunned at the assault of questions. "Oh. Quara. Maybe, and yes." There. That should answer those questions.
D'renn escapes in from the bustling activity of caverns and Weyr.
D'renn * comes back.
Tyara **yays.. :P
Auri stares at the nanny quite blankly with innocent blue eyes. "I don't
get it. What do you mean? What pleasure? I don't
get iiiiit!" she whines, repeating her inquisitive statement to Tyara.
OOC: Quara giggles. Too bad you missed Tyara's pose.
D'renn pops back into the barracks from his wanderings out; the small
male candidate who needed a clean mattress has been
directed to the appropriate place. "Everyone alright?" he checks in
honeyed tones.
D'renn * grumbles.
OOC: Auri thinks he should be able to pick up from mine. ;)
Tyara chuckles at Auri and grimaces as D'renn walks in. "Hrm, be quiet,
Auri. Afternoon, D'renn," is greeted neutrally,
the nanny carefully watching the rider.
Tyara *snickers :P
Quara nods to D'renn, with a glance at Tyara and a glimmer in her eye at Auri's naivety.
"Be nice to Quara now," D'renn warns, an extraordinary glint in his blue eyes.
"YesI'mfinen'howareyou," Auri says, hurrying past the politeness to
bug her nanny once more. "What's it mean? What's it
mean? What's it /mean/!" says the little girl, stamping her feet. Her
pout dissolves into a temporarily sweet smile at
D'renn. "I'm /always/ nice." And then the pout returns. "What's it
mean?"
"We're all fine! Haven't scared Quara away yet...." Lylia moves towards
Auri, shushing her and whispering. "Remember when you asked T'lendel what
'horny' means? Well, it's similar to that word in a way." Giggling, she
walks towards her cot
with an innocent smile. She's sweet and nice, really!
Tyara snorts and mutters something inaudible. "Oh, we will," is assured,
Auri getting another glance. "Auri, later!" The
nanny groans, rolling her eyes at Lylia and Quara. "Lyl.." she hisses,
then tilts her head at D'renn. He didn't hear
that, did he?
"Are you sure?" D'renn demands after Lylia - presumably checking that
they haven't scared Quara. Hopefully. "Tyara,
what's going on?" he asks the Candidate who should be the most responsible
there.
Quara looks rather astonished at the activity, and at the sudden change from her nice, ordinary life.
Tyara looks innocent. A really good habit she picked up from the brats.
"Oh, nothing," she states, burshing off D'renn's
question. "Auri and I were just discussing something."
Smirking at Tyara, Lylia does shut up after grinning at D'renn. "Nah,
she looks nice enough. We won't scare her that
much. We may take a little getting used to, but she hasn't run out
screaming yet, has she?" Rummagin under her bed,
nearly falling off her cot, her random mumbles can be heard.
"So I saw," the Weyrlingmaster replies to Tyara, face stern.
Auri scratches at gold curls. "But Ty wouldn't tell me what 'horny'
was either. He said it was when I was in the same
room as Lylia, and she thought I was pretty , and I thought she was.
But that's not what Sian says," says the perplexed
little girl.
Tyara explodes in giggles after Auri's comment, trying to disguise it
as coughing. "Uhm, D'renn, it's a female thing.
Really."
*Thunk* Lylia falls off the cot, laughing. Even though it lessens as
she hits her head on the floor, she merely props
herself up against it and gasps for air between the giggles. "Ohh...
Auri! Still... not... quite."
Quara takes a seat on her bed. "I'm fine, really," she says, stifling
a giggle at Auri. She attempts to ignore the
activity as she unpacks, but the flurry of noise draws her gaze again.
"A female thing." Note the scepticism in D'renn's voice, acid etched
beneath syrup. "I see......" Auri's words finally
penetrate his puzzlement, and the bluerider turns to stare at her.
"Repeat that, please?"
"That..." says Auri, still wildly confused, and with not the slightest
idea why everyone's asking. With another helpless
yowl, she pleas with the older girls. "I don't geeeet iiiit! What's
it /mean/!!!"
Tyara tilts her head at D'renn, smiling sweetly. "Yes, the kind men
just don't comprehend," is retorted lightly. Another
glance is sent in Auri's direction. "Nothing, Auri, it means nothing."
"Auri wants to know what 'horny' means?" D'renn enquires, face bland, mouth giving away neither amusement or displeasure. "You know what 'proddy' means, do you Auri?" She's a weyrbrat, she should.
"I wouldn't have her repeat it!" If only because it's makes her and
Auri look a little odd. Lylia clutches her stomach,
hurting from laughing and she attempts to wipe the tears from her eyes.
"Ohhh.... I'd be careful, after /last/ time we
tried to explain it..."
Tyara groans at D'renn. "No, she doesn't want to know that," the nanny grumbles, sending Lylia a knowing look.
Auri whimpers. "Does that mean D'renn is nothing? I /still/ don't get
it. And proddy is the same thing...'cept with
draggies. I think. When two draggies are in a room and one of them
thinks they're pretty, and the other thinks that one's
pretty. Yah." Auri now feels the need to add something her favorite
nanny says. "Pyrene says that proddy girls like
littler guys sos they can dominate them, 'cept Pyrene likes bigger
boys so's they can control her. Yah. I think that's
what she said. Which do you like Tyara?"
Tyara looks confused now. "Err.. like?" the nanny repeats, silently
cursing Pyrene. "And no, D'renn's not nothing. He's..
err.." And a glance is thrown in said rider's direction. Nothing she'd
ilke to say in front of brats.. "Uhm."
Quara gasps in startlement, the conversation taking a very odd turn.
D'renn struggles with his expressions: face veering between laughter,
shock, and a certain kind of wry amusement
definitely particular to D'renn. "I think I'll excuse myself /now/...."
And he does. Somehow trying to face several young
women on this sort of conversation is a bad idea. "Quara, would you
like to be shown around?"
Lylia squeaks, bursting up in a fit of laughter again. "Pyrene does?
Remind me not to tell you many of my opinions like
that, Auri." Nearly worn out with the fit, the young woman stretches
out of the floor. Giggles can be hear randomly
coming from her.
Quara has finished unpacking, and she nods. "If you could, please."
Tyara snorts lightly. 'Shown around' indeed that girl will be. "Hrm,
Lylia, Pyrene is too informative sometimes." At
least in this nanny's opinion..
D'renn gives the girls another long look, eyebrows twitching, and then beckons Quara to follow him.
D'renn slips back out to the caverns.
Quara slips back out to the caverns.
Auri's gold eyebrows are furrowed, over completely misunderstanding
eyes. "But you said that proddy was nothing....and if
D'renn is...then he's nothing...oh. Does it mean he's in a room with
a draggie, n' the draggie thinks D'renn is perty, n'
D'renn thinks the draggie is perty? Yah?"
"Really?" The fits of laughter dying down, the flare up with Auri's
new words. Lylia's gonna be sore... "Oh my! Hmm..."
Gavin escapes in from the bustling activity of caverns and Weyr.
Tyara chuckles at Auri. "Auri, my dear girl.. D'renn is very fond of
women. Especially young, pretty, blond women," she
tries to explain.
Auri nods, thinking she finally understands. "Ohh...so horny means nothing,
but proddy means when D'renn's in a room with
a pretty blond dragon, and the dragon thinks he's perty, and he thinks
she's perty. Right?"
Tyara sighs. "Auri, D'renn only likes persons. Girls." At least, as
far as she knows.. you never know with those
blueriders. Hrm, must be Pyrene's influence.
"Horny doesn't mean nothing...." Lylia snickers, shaking her head at
Auri's mangling of the explanation. "But when I'm in
the same room and think you're a pretty girl, doesn't mean I'm horny.
Certainly not. Nannies might kill me..." Her
emerald eyes slid to Tyara and she winks. "Plenty of places to stash
a body up here, with the snow and lake."
"Do you think I'm pretty?" says Auri, clasping her hands together and
smiling at Lylia, seeming as she's changing the
subject.
Tyara snickers at Lylia. "I wouldn't know," she says, a little too fast.
Hmm, someone had thought here? Including the
brats and the killing, perhaps?
"'Course you're pretty Auri!" Sweetly, Lylia grins at the girl as she
pulls herself onto her cot. "Though I think we may
need a few Turns to come up with a concise answer to this question...
Hey Tyara, don't you nannies explain this stuff to
the 'brats?" Yep, she wouldn't know of the nannies habits with body-hiding....
best to let that slip by...
Tyara snorts at Lylia. "If they ask," comes her answer, "and we tell
the boys a few things as well when they sneak out to
watch the women bathe." Notice she says when, not if, because they
always do!
Auri grins. "I'm perty. And I'm blonde. And I'm a girl," says Auri, letting the implications run amuck.
Tyara's eyes widen. No, he wouldn't.. she's only 12.. "Hrm, better stay
away from the proddy riders then," she mutters.
"'Specially if you Impress green.."
"Then the nannies should protect you from D'renn! And certain riders...
Even if they don't like you, there are some
things they can sympathize with..." Lylia fights down the laughter
about the burst out again. Oh dear, this is too
amusing... "'Course they do. That's why you set your firelizards to
guard while bathing. And make sure to have them ready
to attack!"
Tyara winks at Lylia. "That we do. And we also make them guard the kitchens.."
"Gotta keep the cookies for ourselves, after all." Lylia nods matter-of-factly.
"And guard against fish bubblies." Making
a face, she glares at Auri suddenly. Fish bubblies... ew!
Auri looks scared, her big blue eyes widened in fear. "You mean...D'renn
would hurt me? Why do I need the nannies to
protect me?" Her thoughts go to Lylia's previous comments. "Is D'renn
gonna /kill/ me? While I'm taking a bath?"
Quara comes home.
Quara has disconnected.
Tyara chuckles. "Oh, I never was one for cookies," she shrugs. "And
Auri, D'renn won't hurt you! Of course not," she
grins, shaking her head. "And only the small boys like to watch watch
women bathe.."
"He won't hurt you!" Lightly giggling at the gossip flying about the
rider, Lylia flops back on her cot. "Not while
you're taking a bath. He won't be in the area when you're taking a
bath." Really.
Auri starts babbling incoherently. "D'renn's gonna kill me while I'm
taking a bath and stash my body somewhere and steal
my cookies and think the draggies are perty in the same room and eat
my fish bubblies and make my flizzen protect me!"
she wails, overwhelmingly frightened.
Tyara giggles and seats herself on her own cot. "Auri, you're too old
for the boys and too young for D'renn." There, it
doesn't get any better.
Lylia nods. "Right." Best to end it now... don't want the girl freaking out whenever the rider's around.
She wouldn't be the first if she did....
Auri's bottom lip wobbles, but she shuts up. "Ok..." she says, storing
D'renn under 'scary' in her mind's many
categories.
[I missed a short bit here due to some logging problems. Just stuff about going to the living caverns.]
Auri follows Tyara close, hoping the nanny can protect her from all
the scary homicidal proddy riders. "I wanna bubbly. A
fish bubbly."
***End Log***