Logs:Wish-y-Washing
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| RL Date: 28 December, 2014 |
| Who: Edyis, Telavi |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Log |
| What: Edyis is back. Lord Igen has stepped down. Telavi wants excitement. |
| Where: Lake Shore, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 25, Month 8, Turn 36 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: Aishani/Mentions, Braeden/Mentions, Jadzia/Mentions, Joremy/Mentions, Nimae/Mentions, Wulfan/Mentions |
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| Dusky, drowsy light softens the stark bones of the Weyr; this late, most of the children are tucked away, the perfect time to wash one's green in relative peace. Tela's just now settling her towels just so, the loofah on its long cloth draped over one shoulder like a sash, while Solith swims over to the waterfall to get nice and wet. Edyis's sigh is one of quiet contemplation as aimless steps draw her to the inviting waters of the lake. From the borrowed flight jacket over her shoulder and the stray wisps of hair floating freely about her face she's probably only recently returned to the weyr within the last few hours or so. She spots the green and rider dark eyes focusing vaguely in recognition after a moment. A moment passes, and she seems to have decided, a thin smile forming as she closes the distance. "Hey Telavi. How have you been?" Tela twists to look, one hand flipping her braid over her shoulder; "Clean," she says lightly. "What mischief have you been up to? It's been forever, hasn't it." She toes out of her sandals, the sort of thing that will stretch the leather and probably has, though they too get placed just so. Tilting her head, a more genuine grin forms on her lips. "I, with maybe a few tiny exceptions, have been being behaved thank you. There were a few loose ends that needed to be tended to, but I am back. Well, for the most part anyway." She studies the collection of bathing gear with mild interest. "I've heard that there's been a lot of things going on around here, weyrlings graduating and the like. You finally free of the burden or do you think you will get roped into servitude again all too soon?" The former scribe teases, brightly. '"In one way or another," Telavi says just as lightly as before, if after a moment's crinkle to her nose; she beckons towards the shallows, saying, "Come in, the water's-- yes, it's warm; it'll be lovely for your feet," and here's an amazingly splash-less Solith, after all. Before she climbs up, "You heard, didn't you? Isn't it amazing?" Pensively the girl considers the water, before giving in to the greenrider's suggestion, plopping down to pull off her boots and roll up the legs of her pants reasonably. She regards the green carefully but eventually wades into the water. "Amazing how quickly time seems to go by, feels like just the other day they were hatching and a complete mess. Did Savannah claim any? I know Jadzia wound up with them, but I didn't spend enough time with Iesaryth's clutch to get a feel for who might be tempted into service." "No no no." It isn't precisely negation, more, "You hadn't. Igen? Hold?" Tela more announces than asks. By now, she's dangling from Solith's neck, one hand comfortably about a neckridge. "I heard Lord Wulfan resigned. Wulfan! Who isn't even ancient or Braeden," otherwise known as man-loving, "or anything." "It was either a resignation or being forced out by his people. He didn't play politics well enough." She murmurs watching the affair with a quirk of her brow and a half smile. "You couldn't have been surprised by it? I admit I didn't expect him to write himself out of the equation but Igen's problems seemed pretty straightforeward." Tela puffs out a breath, a sigh really, and loosens the loofah's knot so the sponge itself can trail in the water and soften before she gets to true scrubbing. "Oh, Edyis. Where's the excitement? It actually happened. Today! The next crop of weyrlings will have to learn yet another pair. Life's too short to be bored." It is at bored that her smile becomes something of a smirk, kicking up a splash in the pair's direction. "Who said anything about being bored? I merely do my maniacal cackling on the inside." Eyes alight with mirth. "Should be fun unless the next round of candidates is just as educated as the last few batches have been. In which case they will already know the names and thus rob you the joy of teaching them." Solith gives her a soulful look: splash her, really? She wants to go there? Telavi, though, just laughs and swings a bare foot. "Much better! Really, you can let it out to play; it won't bother me. As for weyrlings, I don't imagine we'll have those anytime too soon; at least we don't live there to have to have to memorize the date it happened and everything. Care to place a bet on the next Hold to change hands? Or... on whether Joremy will be confirmed and how long he'll keep it?" Long lashes flutter as the girl snorts "I only bet on a sure thing. I would say it would be reasonable to expect a little bit of turmoil in Tillek and Nabol over the next turn." Her lips press together slightly brow drawing furrows. "Yeah, I suppose your right, if Fort and Benden's patterns are any sign. Do you know if Igen's queen has clutched yet?" She muses, kicking at the water again. "I suppose that might be better for your mark pouch, but still, where's the fun," Tela sighs on Edyis' behalf. Now scrubbing, Solith patient beneath her, she lets herself be distracted; "Thirteen, and they're due to hatch any moment now. I haven't decided yet whether I'll go, it depends on whether they crack in the middle of our night or whatever. Do you like hatchings?" Going to them, Standing at them? She doesn't specify. Is it relief that colors her expression? The number does seem at least to relax the former scribe turned bartender. "Might be interesting, I'm personally curious to see the results, and hatching bets are easy. I'm not precisely a fan of them I suppose; I don't much care for being on the sands, but the betting is usually pretty good if you get to be in the stands." She smirks. Tela glances down from beneath her lashes-- admittedly not hard, given the disparity in height from being dragon-mounted-- and smiles. "I suppose some would look askance at betting on the sands," she teases, "at least if marks change hands right there... But I'd better finish Solith off, I'm not going to be here all night. I'm glad you said hello!" Edyis nods with a grin. "It was good to see you. I best be off to report in and see if I still have a job or not." Offering the greenrider a cheery salute. "See you later Telavi!" |
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