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 Abruptly aware that she's overstayed, Faryn follows Azaylia's gaze towards the hide-bound figure and has the good grace to look at least a little chagrined for taking up the other woman's time. "Oh!" is her surprised response, and it doesn't seem to have crossed her mind that her friend would be on that particular shortlist. "Well. She's - I can find her, thanks." She's on her feet quickly, with a courteous nod as she pushes her chair into place. "I'm sorry to have taken up your time. Thank you, though. It helped. And I'll speak to the Journeymen as soon as I'm able." And again, since it probably can't be overstated, "Thanks. Have a good afternoon, ma'am." She's on her way, then, sliding by the man with the hides and making her way out of the complex.
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 Abruptly aware that she's overstayed, Faryn follows Azaylia's gaze towards the hide-bound figure and has the good grace to look at least a little chagrined for taking up the other woman's time. "Oh!" is her surprised response, and it doesn't seem to have crossed her mind that her friend would be on that particular shortlist. "Well. She's - I can find her, thanks." She's on her feet quickly, with a courteous nod as she pushes her chair into place. "I'm sorry to have taken up your time. Thank you, though. It helped. And I'll speak to the Journeymen as soon as I'm able." And again, since it probably can't be overstated, "Thanks. Have a good afternoon, ma'am." She's on her way, then, sliding by the man with the hides and making her way out of the complex.
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 Abruptly aware that she's overstayed, Faryn follows Azaylia's gaze towards the hide-bound figure and has the good grace to look at least a little chagrined for taking up the other woman's time. "Oh!" is her surprised response, and it doesn't seem to have crossed her mind that her friend would be on that particular shortlist. "Well. She's - I can find her, thanks." She's on her feet quickly, with a courteous nod as she pushes her chair into place. "I'm sorry to have taken up your time. Thank you, though. It helped. And I'll speak to the Journeymen as soon as I'm able." And again, since it probably can't be overstated, "Thanks. Have a good afternoon, ma'am." She's on her way, then, sliding by the man with the hides and making her way out of the complex.
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 Abruptly aware that she's overstayed, Faryn follows Azaylia's gaze towards the hide-bound figure and has the good grace to look at least a little chagrined for taking up the other woman's time. "Oh!" is her surprised response, and it doesn't seem to have crossed her mind that her friend would be on that particular shortlist. "Well. She's - I can find her, thanks." She's on her feet quickly, with a courteous nod as she pushes her chair into place. "I'm sorry to have taken up your time. Thank you, though. It helped. And I'll speak to the Journeymen as soon as I'm able." And again, since it probably can't be overstated, "Thanks. Have a good afternoon, ma'am." She's on her way, then, sliding by the man with the hides and making her way out of the complex.
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 |log=It would be a waste to spend such a bright, sunny day in the council chambers, and so Azaylia has moved her meetings and paperwork out to her favorite nook. The alcove is often used as a waiting area when the Weyrwoman hasn't claimed it, like today. There's a small lull in her scheduled meetings to make time for lunch, empty tray tucked into a corner of the round table as Azaylia reviews some of her notes. Her white sundress is simple, possibly out of style, but a flattering cut and contrast to her sun-darkened complexion. Hraedhyth is nowhere near her ledge, which may offer ''some'' comfort to visitors.
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 When she examines the weyrwoman, it's not as curious as it is looking for something, anything. What makes a person stand the first time and get their dragon? Where is the guarantee, the clue that says they are deserving? "Maybe I will. Can you think of anyone?" Faryn can't, but - well, it's worth asking. Not one to accept physical comfort well, the crafter finds herself stiffening slightly under Azaylia's hand before relaxing, sighing quietly. "What would you call them, then? They'll barely be old enough to go before they're transferred, whoever they are. That's...even the crafts wait, at least a while." It's Hraedhyth's answer, absent though she is, that sets the herder's jaw. She glances over her shoulder, not entirely certain she won't find the gold dragon there suddenly, but there's nothing yet. She turns a wry smile back. "And lucky she did. For both of you." It's easy, then, to be lucky.
-"Not off the top of my head, no. That information would be in the records." It's not exactly permission to go snooping about, but it'll give Faryn an idea where to start. "Oh. Actually I ''think'' Edyis has been a candidate before. ''She'' can be found in the records, sometimes." It all comes full circle. Azaylia doesn't seem bothered by Faryn's scrutiny, simply curious. She doesn't comment on it, far more interested in the subject of those future transfers, "I think it'd be far more cruel to train them here completely and ''then'' have them move to Igen. Don't you?" Hraedhyth is nowhere in sight, certainly not behind the herder, waiting to pounce. Rather than a gold dragon, there is a figure heading straight for the stairs of the complex, scrolls and books balanced in his arms. With a quick glance at her schedule, "Ah, that'd be my next meeting." With a gentle smile, "I hope talking has helped, some?" As for business, "I'll look forward to seeing what the Herders think."
+"Not off the top of my head, no. That information would be in the records." It's not exactly permission to go snooping about, but it'll give Faryn an idea where to start. "Oh. Actually I ''think'' Edyis has been a candidate before. ''She'' can be found in the records, sometimes." It all comes full circle. Azaylia doesn't seem bothered by Faryn's scrutiny, simply curious. She doesn't comment on it, or on the subject of those future transfers. Hraedhyth is nowhere in sight, certainly not behind the herder, waiting to pounce. Rather than a gold dragon, there is a figure heading straight for the stairs of the complex, scrolls and books balanced in his arms. With a quick glance at her schedule, "Ah, that'd be my next meeting." With a gentle smile, "I hope talking has helped, some?" As for business, "I'll look forward to seeing what the Herders think."
 Abruptly aware that she's overstayed, Faryn follows Azaylia's gaze towards the hide-bound figure and has the good grace to look at least a little chagrined for taking up the other woman's time. "Oh!" is her surprised response, and it doesn't seem to have crossed her mind that her friend would be on that particular shortlist. "Well. She's - I can find her, thanks." She's on her feet quickly, with a courteous nod as she pushes her chair into place. "I'm sorry to have taken up your time. Thank you, though. It helped. And I'll speak to the Journeymen as soon as I'm able." And again, since it probably can't be overstated, "Thanks. Have a good afternoon, ma'am." She's on her way, then, sliding by the man with the hides and making her way out of the complex.
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