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ISTJ: The Logistician

Strengths: Honest, direct, strong-willed, dutiful, responsible, practical

Weaknesses: Stubborn, insensitive, 'by the book', judgmental

Few personality types are as practical and dedicated as ISTJs. Known for their reliability and hard work, ISTJs are good at creating and maintaining a secure and stable environment for themselves and their loved ones. ISTJs' dedication is invaluable in many areas, including their own personal growth.

ISTJs don't make many assumptions, preferring instead to analyze their surroundings, check their facts and arrive at practical courses of action. ISTJ personalities are no-nonsense, and when they've made a decision, they will relay the facts necessary to achieve their goal, expecting others to grasp the situation immediately and take action.

Burnished orange-gold washes about the extremities of this queen who is so very bright in hue, tripping down the low curves of her headknobs, her neckridges, that tail that goes on for miles. Long and lean, her physicality promises a certain capability; with broad wingsails at once delicate and stretched over solid pinions, she's built for power if not for speed and agility, her movements confident, controlled and precise. Large eyes, widely spaced in that enormous, wedge-shaped head, are keen and incisive rather than innocent. She's striking, to be sure, from the fiery brilliance of her hide down to the almost beak-like tip to which her nose narrows and curves; truly, she's a dragon worth noticing.

The Pit(s) Egg

Stickily black, the egg glistens and draws and sucks and pulls: what could well be an inescapable and seductive darkness, with unfathomable, irresistible depths promised beneath its surface. It persists over the whole of the shell, greedily gobbling up the light that hits it but in those few places - the pessimistically bubbling tip, the subtle ridges and sinister curves along its sides - whence glints a sickly ocherous brown, as though mockingly playing over the remnants of other struggles against its limits.

With a final, shuddering jolt, The Pit(s) Egg tears itself in twain, blackened edges dissolving into the sands as the long-limbed dragon within thrusts herself free. She rises, uneasy on her long-cramped limbs, and extends her neck to see. There's a whole world out here!

Got Wit? Gold

She's eye-catching, this young queen, so exaggeratedly long and lean and so very bright in hue. The warm brilliance of her hide is washed about the extremities in a burnished orange-gold, tripping down the low curves of her headknobs, her neckridges, that tail that goes on for miles. It's there in those so-filmy wingsails, too, their broad expanses at once both exquisitely delicate and built for power. She's gawkily awkward now, too short in the body and too long everywhere else, but something in the way she moves owns it, and promises capability to come. Though wide-spaced, those eyes of hers are keen and incisive rather than innocent, and if her nose narrows and curves to an almost beak-like tip, it serves to make her more striking still: a dragon worth noticing.

Temperament

In adulthood, Jocelyn, your Aidavanth is (most of the time) a consummate professional, matching you for dedication but also adding a fine sense of public relations and perception. Although she may not build many intimate relationships, with you as the very notable exception, she's a dragon who enjoys people, and has an innate knack for dealing with them in a way you may grow to envy. With Aidavanth at your side, the rocky transition from Assistant Headwoman to Junior Weyrwoman may be eased, somewhat... but nothing is without bumps.

In youth, your Aidavanth is gangly and awkward, a dragon keenly aware of what she sees as her shortcomings, and frustrated with the public persona forced upon her (upon you both) by the circumstances of her color. She covers up her insecurities and irritations with humor; if she can make those around her laugh-- at themselves, at herself, at something-- then she can distract herself from her own fears, and portray herself more confidently. She'll attempt the same with you, Jocelyn, but you know each other so well that it may or may not succeed. Hers is a wickedly dry sense of humor, though not one that tends to be played at the expense of others; it's only in good fun. She also enjoys doing impressions-- her party trick-- and is surprisingly good at physical comedy.

Her passions have a habit of running away with her, and like Zaisyreth she has a keen sense of social justice, one that she is disinclined to ignore. Incisively intelligent, it may take a firm hand to keep her from throwing herself into every disagreement and perceived injustice she can find, arguing until (sometimes) others give up and walk away. Even into adulthood, there will be times when she loses her temper over things, and though she tries to be professional, it doesn't always work. Sometimes, she'll channel that rage back in, Jocelyn, so that you will know and no one else. Other times, she won't. « I. Will. Burn. Tillek. Down. » she might tell you, Roszadyth, Niahvth... and any other dragon within range. « Get out of my way. »

She loves to learn, and will throw herself into her classes with an equal passion. You both have a long way to go, and study is the only way she knows to make that road easier. If it means sacrificing sleep, so be it. At the same time, she has a keen desire to be part of things, and will still manage to put down those studies in order to participate. Moreover, she'll encourage you to do the same, Jocelyn, saying, « They're our peers. We need each other. Go and have fun. » Fun is important. You work hard, and then you play hard, too; it's how you let off steam. For Aidavanth, that involves others; for you, well, she'll come to understand what works for you, too.

She and her clutchmates are part of a team, and that's important to Aidavanth, who is always a team player... though she may occasionally show quiet (or snarky) frustration with those who cannot keep up, or don't seem to be pulling their weight. Quarinth's sense of adventure is both admirable and a distraction she occasionally finds a little, well, much, while Asaroth's hunter mentality gets old fast (for that matter, so does Zoth's more subtle endeavours). In the end, she's not maternal, the way Evyth can be, and nor does she necessarily wish to be the leader (she's certainly not ambitious); instead, she's apt to be spokesperson and mentor, both on the field (in drills) and off (in everything else). There's nothing hidebound about Aidavanth.

Little by little, Aidavanth will learn how to present herself, and how to fit herself into the role she was hatched for. Outgoing in a way you aren't, even if she can tend towards awkwardness in more intimate relationships, she's the ideal advisor for you, able to apply subtle pressures to encourage you in certain directions as you learn to fill your role. Not that she's perfect-- indeed, far from it-- but it's a start.

She doesn't take well to being sidelined because of her color or gender-- or for you to be. Consciously, she understands her position in the hierarchy of High Reaches, and that you both need to be safe, but the idea of being protected, as if you can't look after yourselves? That rankles. Flying in Aurora rather than reaching out to the holds directly is a burden, and though she understands what she is to do and be, part of her will always yearn for a more active role: to do rather than talk. But talking, and organising, and planning? She's good at that. She's methodical and meticulous, wickedly smart, eminently capable.

By the time she's reached her full growth, she's no longer gawky. She's still long and lean, but she carries it off spectacularly; she is comfortable in her own skin, and it shows. Those long limbs can sometimes be a problem upon the ground, but she is a creature born for the skies: she thrills in flight, and in the endorphins that come from physical exertion. She knows she's smart. She knows she's capable. Aidavanth owns her own self, and she'll nudge you to know yours. She has no doubts, when it comes to you.

Aidavanth owns her sexuality, too. Oh, most of the time is scarcely matters-- between flights, who even cares? But when the time comes, there's no missing her body confidence, her poise, her sheer sexiness, if you like. Some of that may fall to you, too, and while proddy, Aidavanth will take great delight in encouraging it in you, especially if it makes other people uncomfortable. Are you too sexy for your shirt? You should be. When she rises, she will throw herself into the experience with everything she has, and it's rare that, afterwards, she won't feel absolutely satisfied (as should her mate; she gives very good flight, she'll have you know).

She's not, however, especially maternal. She'll love her eggs, when they arrive, but the process itself is an awkward one, and not one she'll enjoy. She doesn't like being slowed down while egg-heavy, and she doesn't like being 'stuck' on the sands after they've been clutched. She'll rely very much upon her mate to keep her entertained... and on you, Jocelyn.

In time, you may find an exquisite balance, as a pair. You're both so smart and capable, and together? It's hard to believe there is much you can't achieve.

Public Impression Message

Perseverance has taken the Got Wit? Gold this far, but it's simply not going to be enough. Long-cramped limbs carry her uneasily, sending her teetering this way and that as she struggles to remain her balance. It's not that she's daunted, not this dragon, but-- there. She stops, nearly tripping over herself in the process, and she turns. A moment later, head held high, she carries herself on overly-careful feet to the one she's been looking for. You, Jocelyn. She needs you.

Private Impression Message

In the space of a moment, everything changes. Were you apprehensive? Concerned? Hot? Sweaty? Now there's nothing but cool tranquility, your mind abruptly cleared of all distractions as Aidavanth lifts her whirling blue eyes to meet yours, and you know each other for what you are for the very first time. Her heartbeat syncs to yours, quite as if it had always been so, and in that warm, clear voice that seems so very familiar she says, « Oh, good. I knew you'd be here somewhere. Jocelyn. Let's go and eat now, before I fall completely flat on my face. »

Mindvoice

Aidavanth's voice is-- well. It's amazing, honestly. A person could listen to it for hours; a person could be swayed to all kinds of things just on the force of it, though it helps that she'll increasingly develop a way with words, and can be passionate in her arguments. Her voice is warm and clear and certain, and it needs no ornamentation. Oh, Aidavanth might share an image as appropriate (especially wicked ones that might cause laughter at inappropriate moments), and she has a habit of dropping little bubbles of thought in, here and there, like floating mental toys, but words are certainly her metier.

Itchyspots

As Aidavanth grows (and grows, and grows), there's going to be a lot by way of oiling, and to be honest, no one place tends to be more itchy than any other; most of the time, it's just simply everywhere. Although not vain, Aidavanth is a creature well aware of the importance of appearances, and she does enjoy a little pampering (now and then, at least). In adulthood, she'll come to see oiling as a special time between you both, a time for reflection (and witty wordplay, if she has her way) and a time to regroup; it's your time, and nothing is so important that you can't enjoy that time together. Nothing.

Suggested Adult Desc

She's eye-catching, this queen, so long and lean and so very bright in hue. The warm brilliance of her hide is washed about the extremities in a burnished orange-gold, tripping down the low curves of her headknobs, her neckridges, that tail that goes on for miles. It's there in those so-filmy wingsails, too, their broad expanses at once both exquisitely delicate and built for power. She carries her length with confidence, owning every inch in a way that speaks to capability, precision and control. Though wide-spaced, those eyes of hers are keen and incisive rather than innocent, and if her nose narrows and curves to an almost beak-like tip, it serves to make her more striking still: a dragon worth noticing.

Inspiration

The life of a political staffer involves more than its fair share of late nights... and bumps along the way. Your Aidavanth, Jocelyn, takes her inspiration from C.J. Cregg: Press Secretary, Chief of Staff, and all-round bad-ass feminist. Her name was somewhat loosely derived from a handful of words: 'kaitsja' (Estonian for defender), 'dastiarak' (Armenian for mentor) and 'podavaina' (Telegu for 'tall'). Her desc, naturally, is one part Flamingo and one part goldfish.

Egg Inspiration: : It's a tar pit. Pretty scary, if you're a wandering dinosaur. Or, you know, anything that steps into it.

Leadership

• Farideh: Former roommate, colleague. You've come a long way since we met, but sometimes I look at you and still see the girl rather than a weyrwoman.
• Irianke: Weyrwoman. I'm never quite sure if you can be trusted. You and your dragon are still Igen.
• Jounine: Headwoman. At one time, I thought I'd wear your knot as well as you do.
• K'del: Weyrleader. Stability is important to maintain, so it's not a bad thing that you're Weyrleader again. You have my respect.

Classmates

• Ellerey: Dependable. I'm glad that we can work well together.
• Lys: Liar. You know too much after what I've mistakenly shared. I'll never trust you again.
• Pia: Naive optimist. You're not so bad in small doses. Like pepper.
• Silva: Self-destructive. Your path is difficult to watch.
• T'gar: Slacker. You weren't a bad weyrling wingleader when you applied yourself.
• V'ret: Intolerable. I think as little of you as you undoubtedly do of me. You deserve each other.

High Reaches Weyr

• Leova: Sensible. You're one of the few I think I can call 'friend' and 'mentor.'
• Quint: Artificial, harper. What's under your affected demeanor?
• Z'kiel: Taciturn. I don't know that you can be trusted, but you've played a role in the turn my life has taken. I won't forget that.

Fort Weyr

• Dahlia: Young. You're young for the responsibilities we'll both always shoulder - but time will cure that.
• Mirinda: Monaco. Ironic, that the connection between our lifemates may yet help to bridge our homes.

Jocelyn has been in a total of 125 total logs, 5 vignettes, and 1 game updates.

2016.08.04: A Little Nostalgia
Who: Jocelyn, Tamsin
When: Day 18, Month 6, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Former co-candidates Jocelyn and Tamsin wax a little nostalgic near the eggs.

2016.07.27: Sunshine and Rain
Who: Jocelyn, Lys
When: Day 23, Month 5, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Proddy Lys is sitting on Aidavanth's ledge. There's sunshine, rain and candor.

2016.07.27: Plenty of Time
Who: Edyis, Jocelyn
When: Day 21, Month 5, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Edyis and Jocelyn take time away from the clutching celebration to talk.

2016.07.19: A Challenging Month
Who: Edyis, Jocelyn
When: Day 27, Month 4, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Over a meal, Edyis tries to check in with Jocelyn, who's been pretending to cope.

2016.07.14: The Crawler Clause
Who: Jo, Jocelyn
When: Day 12, Month 4, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Jo and Jocelyn finally talk past "hello."

2016.07.12: Unacceptable
Who: Jocelyn, Lys
When: Day 5, Month 4, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Aidavanth and Evyth discuss their riders' breakup, political undertones included.

2016.07.11: The Bandage Approach
Who: Jocelyn, Lys
When: Day 4, Month 4, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Lys breaks up with Jocelyn.

2016.07.11: Depressive Agents
Who: Jocelyn, Silva
When: Day 3, Month 4, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Depressed!Jocelyn and drunk!Silva finally have an honest conversation.

2016.07.08: Family Matters
Who: Jocelyn, Mirinda
When: Day 28, Month 3, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Jocelyn asks Mirinda for advice on suggesting a candidate deal with Monaco.

2016.07.09: In All Fairness
Who: Jocelyn, Lys
When: Day 26, Month 3, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: The day after Aidavanth's maiden flight, lovers have words.

2016.07.10: Comfortable and Honest
Who: Edyis, Jocelyn
When: Day 25, Month 3, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Pillow talk and confessions in the aftermath of Aidavanth's flight.

2016.07.09: Liftoff
Who: Edyis, Jocelyn, Kh'tyr, L'sha, Quint, J'nason, T'zur
When: Day 25, Month 3, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Aidavanth's maiden flight disrupts the High Reaches dinner hour.

2016.07.09: Out Of Sorts
Who: Edyis, Jocelyn, Kh'tyr, L'sha, Quint, Silva, T'zur, J'nason
When: Day 25, Month 3, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Weyrfolk gather shortly before Aidavanth's flight, and everyone seems out of sorts.

2016.07.08: Dragon Spas
Who: Jocelyn, Lys
When: Day 22, Month 3, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Aidavanth is uncomfortable. So is Jocelyn. Lys and Evyth help.

2016.07.08: Floor Preservation
Who: Jocelyn, Quint
When: Day 22, Month 3, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: An unknowingly proddy Jocelyn and Quint have a fireside chat at the end of the day.

2016.06.24: Run-Ins
Who: Jocelyn, T'zur
When: Day 8, Month 2, Turn 41 (Interval 10)
What: Two riders collide at the Sandbar. Two dragons try to suss out one another.

2016.06.18: Sticky Decisions
Who: Jocelyn, Silva
When: Day 28, Month 13, Turn 40 (Interval 10)
What: Neither logic nor sweet rolls can sway Silva's resolve.

2016.05.22: Pregnant Pauses
Who: Jocelyn, Leova
When: Day 21, Month 11, Turn 40 (Interval 10)
What: Pregnancy and offspring, winged and not, are hot topics in the lunch line.

2016.05.14: Klah and Croissants
Who: Jocelyn, Lys
When: Day 25, Month 10, Turn 40 (Interval 10)
What: Jocelyn and Lys share breakfast before the morning really begins.

2016.04.23: Networking
Who: Jocelyn, N'rov
When: Day 18, Month 8, Turn 40 (Interval 10)
What: Vhaeryth's visiting and gets to know the newest occupant of a too-familiar ledge.

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