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 | what = Weyrling bathtime turns into bedlam when playful dragons have an accident that becomes one big muddled mess. Mom is called upon for help and all end up in the infirmary, injured or not.

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 | when = It is a summer afternoon, 14:03 of day 11, month 6, turn 31 of Interval 10.
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 | quote = Sudden fear and concern blasts over all the mind in the Weyr, << Get out of the WAY! >>

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 Flying... good? Falling bad. Bellyflop ''worse''. Solith's worryingly silent for a long moment, but then her pained creeling becomes audible as she bobs back up to the surface and gets her breath back, unable to really paddle the way she normally would under the queen's tight hold. Tela's clutching her midsection like something's banged into her there, but after completing that roll to the side, ignores her poor injured savior in favor of stumbling towards her dragon. And yes, there's a big red stain on the back of her head, mixed in with all the grit.
 She's experienced some terrible pain a few times in her life, and as such, Alida uses the memory of those times as a kind of 'report' to guide her through the blue's injury assessment, which she conducts both by hand and eye and with her mind. The palest-blonde shares her lifemate's pain as she sinks into his mind enough to ferret out exactly where he's hurting, her eyes distant and muzzy with some unshed tears and concentration devoted elsewhere. The plight of her fellow weyrlings isn't even registering, at this point.
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 Dragon> He's calming down, bearing up as stoically as he can with the pain, the combined influence of both lifemate and dam making Ilicaeth *believe* with all his heart that things will be fine. Still... Ow. Owww. Finally, the irresistable force (the blue) has connected with the immoveable objects (his cluthmates). (Ilicaeth to Hraedhyth)
 There's the force of a queen, and then there's the will to live. And a lifemate's will, besides. Telavi's made it to the water, she's wading in, she's reaching for her dragon's head-- for Solith may be longer than she had been, but she's not massive-- and then simultaneously the queen relents just enough as Telavi tells Solith to ''put her feet '''down''', already'' and there they are, pained but alive. Telavi's got her own scrapes here and there, though not nearly as bad as K'zin's, and Solith... right now, Telavi's just working on getting her safely out of the water.

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 Dragon> Sudden fear and concern blasts over all the mind in the Weyr, the weyrling blue managing to sound like both an adult and a child as he trumpets loudly, << Get out of the WAY! >> (Ilicaeth to all High Reaches dragons)
 Dragon> There's no words this time from the stalwart blue, simply a flurry of images he sees while spinning about, the sensations that come with slip-sliding, crashing into other weyrlings, the oil thick under his body and scrabbling claws. Oh, and there's the pain too...in his lower jaw and chin, in front leg muscles, one wingsail and a haunch...as they all impact something hard in one way or another. (Ilicaeth to Hraedhyth, Rasavyth, and Solith)
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 He's a tough, strong-willed kid, but still, Ilicaeth is mostly untested and juvenile, like his clutchmates. And so, when his dam takes him mentally by the back of his neck, and issues her edict to them all, he does nothing but simply slump and let most of the tension flee his sore body as it finally slides to a halt...now partially immersed in cold lake water. The blue's eyes whirl a raging yellow splotched with bright red as he gaze all about him, his calls of consternation and pain sounding like groans and breathy chuffs upon warm air. It's a good thing that he's only in the shallowest part of the lake when Solith flops down into it, since she's only about twenty feet from the blue...the wave the green creates with her sudden belly-flop cascading over Ilicaeth like a miniature tsunami. Alida finally comes to her own, more cautious halt just before stepping into that sludge of suds and oil that sent her lifemate flying - so-to-speak - her quick but mincing-careful feet picking their way through the litter of bodies to bring her to her blue's side. Instantly, she's running her hands all over him while moving, the blonde's features deeply pinched, her eyes wide with honest fear and her dragon's leftover pain. "'caeth...'caeth..." is chanted like a mantra against the fear that threatens to engulf her.
 Rasavyth remains frozen, hunkered low and still braced from before he reached for the help of his dam. He's compliant to her order, staying absolutely still, barely even breathing. His is a clever mind; the best way out of this for everyone is to halt the chaos, calm the storm, and ''then'' untangle the pieces. Rasavyth, though bumped, seems no worse for wear. K'zin? K'zin is not so lucky. It's well documented in the Healer's log book that K'zin's nose has no luck; none at all. If there's an object near it that isn't a pretty girl's nose about to (or already) engaging him in a kiss, K'zin's nose is going to feel it. While Telavi counts as a pretty girl, the back of her head can't possibly be construed as the same thing as her nose. So with a '''smack''' that sounds none-too-promising, head meets nose and then there's blood. She'd better get her precious hair out of there fast if she doesn't want to take a bit of K'zin with her! K'zin just lays on the ground, moaning. "Why is it always the nose?" He mumbles to no one in particular. Oh, and where they fell? Well, now K'zin is coated front ''and'' back in dragon oil and sand. Gross.
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 Flying... good? Falling bad. Bellyflop ''worse''. Solith's worryingly silent for a long moment, but then her pained creeling becomes audible as she bobs back up to the surface and gets her breath back, unable to really paddle the way she normally would under the queen's tight hold. Tela's clutching her midsection like something's banged into her there, but after completing that roll to the side, ignores her poor injured savior in favor of stumbling towards her dragon. And yes, there's a big red stain on the back of her head, mixed in with all the grit.
 She's experienced some terrible pain a few times in her life, and as such, Alida uses the memory of those times as a kind of 'report' to guide her through the blue's injury assessment, which she conducts both by hand and eye and with her mind. The palest-blonde shares her lifemate's pain as she sinks into his mind enough to ferret out exactly where he's hurting, her eyes distant and muzzy with some unshed tears and concentration devoted elsewhere. The plight of her fellow weyrlings isn't even registering, at this point.
 Azaylia has arrived.
 They wouldn't be dragonriders if any of them spared so much as a thought for the other humans in the equation before thinking of their own lifemates. Rasavyth is certainly the ''least'' injured of the bunch, bruised here and there, hide a bit scratched up from the oily sand, and a nice bump to the noggin, but he's not spewing pain. But sharing of pain goes two ways, and so Rasavyth's swiftly whirling eyes are anxiously on K'zin and his bloody nose, and split lip as a bonus! K'zin is moving too, though, the moment's shock over and he rolls onto all fours, crawling through the muck to Rasavyth. "Ras. Your head. Are you--?" As K'zin crawls, shirtless, it can be seen that, like Ras, he's got some scrapes from the sandpaper mess they've made.
 There's the force of a queen, and then there's the will to live. And a lifemate's will, besides. Telavi's made it to the water, she's wading in, she's reaching for her dragon's head-- for Solith may be longer than she had been, but she's not massive-- and then simultaneously the queen relents just enough as Telavi tells Solith to ''put her feet '''down''', already'' and there they are, pained but alive. Telavi's got her own scrapes here and there, though not nearly as bad as K'zin's, and Solith... right now, Telavi's just working on getting her safely out of the water.