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Scary Things, Proddy Goldriders....


Date:  March 31, 1998
Place:  Telgar Weyr's Living Cavern
Game:  PernMUSH
Copyright Info:  The World of Pern is copyright(c) to Anne McCaffrey 
l967. The Dragonriders of Pern(r) is a registered copyright.

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Kassi's Note:  This was another of those nights in the LC when the
conversation topics were... interesting, to say the least, and the 
company was peculiar--in a terribly fear-inspiring sort of way.  Just ask 
A'lex!  Witness herein how easily a bronzerider may be transformed into a 
quivering creature whose doom is sealed when the right sort of trauma is 
applied.  See then how difficult it is to ever get him to stop fearing 
for his life afterwards.  You may feel pity, or you may feel sadistic 
amusement--to find out which it'll be, read on!  Just as a note, this log 
contains a fair amount of knot chat for amusement's sake.  You have been 
warned. :)

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The Log:

You walk past the lintel and into the wide living cavern.

Pierron humphs thoughtfully as the wingleader of Thunderbolt arrives.

A'lex looks up as Kassima enders, he obviously pales, then covers with, 
"Good evening, Most Esteemed and Exalted Pinnacle of Leadership, All Hail 
Her August Grace, Lord-Wingleader Kassima, SIR!"

Then he adds, "Congratulations on the promotion, Greenrider."

"Khari-love, let *go* of m'ear. Let go--" Those words herald Kassi's 
entrance into the room, punctuated by the happy shrieks of a baby who's 
found a new plaything. Never mind that it's attached to Mum's body. 
"Yeouch!" Whether that exclamation is for Kharisma's tuggings or the title 
A'lex bestowed on her is hard to tell. Extricating her ear from her 
daughter's grasp, the greenrider says, "Shells, 'Lex, 'tis still just me. 
Get over it! Besides, 'twould be *Lady*-Wingleader; do I look like a man 
t'you? Thankee, though... and congrats t'you, too."

Ro LOOKS at A'lex, an eyebrow raised just so. After a moment, when she has 
recovered from the surprise, she says "Evenin' Kassi."

A'lex grins, "Yea, but you rank me now, and rember, you're more a man than 
I, or so I keep contending. And I refuse to go by Lady A'lex, so you have 
to be a Lord..." He winks at Ro.

Kassima manages to seat the far-too-hyper Khari in a chair, rubbing at her 
much-abused ear with a faint wince. "On your Turnday, I mean," she 
elucidates for 'Lex's benefit. "Come over here a moment, would you? G'deve 
t'you too, Ro, Maylia. You're about to witness m'second gift-bestowing of 
the day."

A'lex doesn't look to thrilled at the moment, but stands and crosses to 
NEAR where Kassima is perched. "Second?"

Kassima rolls her eyes in a decidedly exaggerated fashion at A'lex. 
"Mmm-hmm. Well, if'n that bronze of yours ever catches Lyss, we'll see 
who's the Lord and who's the Lady; for now, just watch Khari a moment 
while I hunt down your gift, would you?" She unslings a satchel from her 
shoulder, setting it on the head of the Thunderbolt table. "Aye, second. 
Aph's Turnday was a few days agone, and I'd a belated gift for her."

A'lex grins at Khari, "Hey there youngling. I nearly got my hand broken 
while you were hatching. You've gotten so much bigger." He looks over to 
Kassi, "Aph? Really? I dinna know."

Kassima does muse, "If'n you absolutely must call me by that ridiculous 
title, though, I guess I'm glad you appended 'sir' to the end instead of 
'ma'am.' It certes sounds bizarre, but 'tis nay so ancient-sounding a 
term, either."

A'lex chuckles, "How about I just call you Kassima from now on?" Was that 
a peace offering?

Ro gathers her wits about her "Whatever you say, Lady Alexa." she says 
with a mischievious smile.

Kharisma looks up at A'lex with light amber eyes, clearly wondering just 
what this madman is blathering on about. Experimentally, she holds up one 
tiny hand in a reach toward 'Lex's knot that's doomed to failure. "Don't 
mind her... she has a thing about knots," her mother explains. "And aye, 
Aph. She's thirty now. Kassima? Certes, 'twould suit--or Kassi, whichever. 
Ah!" She seems to have located the gift, a small and somewhat floppy 
parcel wrapped in cloth that's been dyed with wild streaks of red, black, 
white, and bronze. The ribbon is green, natch. "Here you go, 'Lex. Happy 
Turnday t'you."

A'lex looks over at Ro... "Watch it lass, I'm psychotic, and don't you 
forget it." He turns back to take the grasping hand of Khari in his own 
fingers, "You want to play with it?" But then, at Kassi's proffering, he 
stands straight, and takes the parcel, admiring the wrapping. "She's 
thirty? Just 10 turns older than me, then." He turns the package around, 
looking at it carefully, "It's beautiful Kassima, thank you!"

Ro considers "True, 'lex, but then again I have connections." She glances 
at Maylia and Kassi "Right?"

Khari's small mouth forms an 'o.' She caught a hand? How intriguing. With 
her other hand, she pulls at the fingers that are holding hers confined, 
just to see what will happen. When the hands disappear, her little brow 
furrows in confusion that's a bit allevated when Kassi reaches over to 
tousel her hair; whenever Mum does that, it means all's right with the 
world. "Aye, and four Turns older than me. You actually *like* that 
wrapping?" The rider can't help but blink. "Funny... I think you're the 
first person who has. Go ahead and open it, why don't you? Surely you 
didn't think I was giving you *wrapping cloth* for your Turnday?"

A'lex grins impishly, "I was hoping... you never know, the way you and I 
are... It could be Nie's hand or something in here." He grins, joking. 
Right? With a muster of courage, he pulls the ribbon from the package, 
droping it atop Khari's head, then proceeds to uncover the rest of the 
package.

Kassima winks at Ro. "One could say that," she agrees. Blinking at A'lex, 
she repeats, "Nie's *hand*? You thought I'd cut off Nie's hand and give it 
t'you?" That seems to be a difficult concept for her. Khari is having 
better luck understanding the ribbon, which she has proceeded to pull down 
and is now chewing on happily.


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        Rich, lustrous royal purple sisal meets your fingertips as you 
remove the outer wrappings of this parcel; a length of material dyed 
darkly enough to vie with the welkin at dusk or an amethyst's heart for 
the world's most perfect shade of violet, with outrageously flamboyant 
tassels of the same fine color, comprises the exquisite scarf that is your 
Turnday gift. Whether thrown back over your shoulders in a devil-may-care 
style or tied snugly around your neck to keep you warm in Telgar's bitter 
winters, this accessory is guaranteed to add a certain something to your 
wardrobe. It's a scarf that any lady would likely be thrilled to own... 
but the giver has taken enough pity on you to ensure that it's probably 
something a man could get away with wearing without having to anticipate 
*too* much ridicule. Wrapped up in its folds are this note: "I once said 
purple wasn't your color, but how could I know I'd discover that my scarf-
dancing friend, who's the absolute end, would be suited to it and no 
other? Aye, I'm aware that I'm no rhymester--but cheer up; there are worse 
things in life than bad rhyming! (Such as purple... ahem, never mind.) 
With sincere wishes for a truly bizarre Turn to come, and a happy Turnday 
too, Kassima."

---


A'lex's face breaks into a big grin as he drapes the purple scarf around 
his neck, and pockets the note. "Thank you Greenrider." He says, looking a 
bit embarrassed, "I'm honored that you consider me such a friend." He 
wembles for a moment, then gives Kassi a quick hug.

Telgar Weyr> Kassima says, "Wembles?"

Telgar Weyr> Ro says, "I don't think I want to know."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "Vascilates."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "Teeters between options without making a 
decision."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "i.e. Wembly from Fraggle Rock (oy, I'm dating 
myself there)"

Telgar Weyr> Kindre laughs!!

Kassima laughs and hugs 'Lex back, grinning at the bronzerider's words. 
"Well, I figured you need *something* t'dance the Dance of the Scarves 
with for Nie! You're more than welcome, bronzer. Just don't assume this 
means that I'm nay going t'pester you anymore; until I'm certain your evil 
plot with Mart's underwear has been foiled, I'll have t'do m'best to 
neutralize you."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "And apparently I'm dating Kindre too! Don't tell 
Kiat! :D"

Telgar Weyr> Kassima remembers Fraggle Rock! Scary!

Telgar Weyr> Tinya laughs at 'lex

Telgar Weyr> R'val says, "You know, I think it should be a felony to 
remember that godaweful program ;)"

Telgar Weyr> Kindre loved Fraggle Rock!

Telgar Weyr> Kassima dittos Kin!

A'lex grins, "Well, maybe I'll give you a bit of a respite, but just watch 
where you go drinking..."

"Oh, don't worry," is Kassi's droll response as she scoops Khari up out of 
her chair, reseating the child in her lap once she's settled into it. 
"I've nay intent of winding up with aught being purple that shouldn't *be* 
purple. This is a good thing, actually; first I won a respite from Mart, 
though I've nay idea how, and now one from you. I could learn to like this 
respite business."

A'lex chuckles, "I've not said how MUCH of a respite, mind you."

Kassima advises with a familiar glint in her eyes, "Just remember, 
laddybuck--aught you can do t'me, I can get revenge for. Think carefully!"

Ro inspects the scarf with an altogether feminine interest.

A'lex nods, "Oh, aye, I know. Which is why it'll have to be something 
WORTHY of your wrath."

Kassima squints suspiciously at the Wingsecond. "Please tell me you're nay 
going t'bring the underwear up again."

A'lex snickers, "No, Pierron already talks about it too much."

A'lex eyes the aforementioned man suspiciously.

Ro considers giving Pierron a mega-dose of prune juice....

Kassima nods, sliding a long look at the head chef. "He does, doesn't he? 
If'n I were Mart, I'd find that worrisome indeed. Thanks be to the first 
queen that I'm nay. If'n 'tis nay the underwear, then what *do* you have 
in mind?"

A'lex shrugs, "I'm not sure. I need to get creative. Any suggestions?"

Telgar Weyr> Kassima woos, Ro. Do it! Do it! ;)

Ro hmphs "I won't give you any suggestions. You threatened me earlier."

Kassima just *eyes* A'lex. "You want *me* t'give *you* suggestions for 
evil things t'do t'me? Are you out of your numbweed-picking mind?"

A'lex grins at Ro, "Oh, and you didn't DESERVE it?"

A'lex blinkblinks at Kassima, "Probably am, but it never hurts to ask. Who 
know, ya might have told me something I'd not have thought of. I've got 
nothing to loose..."

Ro looks the bronzer straight in the eye "Certainly not."

Kassima just buries her face in her hands. "Even Mart," she says, her 
voice a bit muffled, "was never mad enough t'ask me for suggestions when 
it came to things t'be doing t'me. I have a suggestion for you: you can go 
to Boll, fetch me a glass of Green Dragon, and serve it to me with a 
platter of kiwi slices. How's that?"

A'lex is a bit taken aback at THAT. He just stares a Ro for a moment, 
"Oh." Then he turns to Kassima with a thoughtfull expression, "Green 
Dragon huh? And Kiwi?" He obviously doesn't dismiss the notion, but 
breezes on to, "So, what else is going on around here that I don't know 
about? Spending all this time digging for records for K'tyn makes me feel 
SO out of the loop now a days..."

Ro contemplates carefully. What could she do that would leave A'lex 
totally off balance. Hmmm. The mischievious glint in her silvery-grey eyes 
might make some a little nervous.

Kassima eyes A'lex dubiously, the sort of look that just screams, 'I am in 
doubt of your sanity at this time.' "Huh," is all she says. "Well, for 
what 'tis worth, I know how you feel. I doubt there's that much of note 
beyond the recent Turnday splurge. The Wings have been doing well, the 
Thread keeps falling, B'fus and L'cher keep competing for who can sire the 
most children within one week; 'tis the same old thing as usual."

A'lex snickers, "What holiday or gather continually falls nine months 
ago?"

Ro says "Midsummer?"

Kassima grins. "Don't know, m'self," she quips. "I'm a bit off the 
schedule, since 'twould have been nigh ten months ago for me now. Mum and 
Da always were a bit peculiar about such things. Think we'll see a sudden 
splurge of announced pregnancies in another few months?"

A'lex shrugs, "Could be."

Ro wrinkles her nose "Don't look at me. I'm certianly not gonna!"

Kassima shakes her head. "Nor I, a'course. Lyss won't be rising again 
*that* soon, and I've nay intention of drinking the Water again in any 
event. The Wing will keep me busy enough for a time; truth be told, I'm 
relieved that Simaeva's taking over more of Khari's care." She glances 
down at the child, who has now gnawed that poor ribbon nearly into shreds. 
"Methinks this is one I'll nay be able to use again," she remarks wryly as 
she pulls it away from Khari's mouth. For once, the girl doesn't object. 
That's probably more because she seems to be drowsing off than anything 
else.

Ro nods and turns to check the last few baskets of glows.

A'lex cracks his neck, "It's a good thing Lyss isn't going up again 
soon... I don't think my hand could take another of your spawn."

A'lex looks up, and a smile breaks across his face, "She is, is she?" He 
turns back to the assembled, "Nie is here." He just keeps smiling. Ahh, 
love. How disgusting, eh?

Kassima grins over at 'Lex. "I'll make sure to actually break it next 
time," she promises. "If'n there *is* a next time. I suppose nay 
greenrider can ever deny the possibility entirely. Aye, A'lex, I'd 
garnered that... d'you always smile so goofily when she arrives? I might 
have t'make that the next reason: you don't look goofy quite so oft."

A'lex chuckles, "Sorry. It's just been a couple days."

Channie walks in from the bowl.

Channie waves as she comes in, clutching a water flask on one hand, and 
something else in the other, "heyla! 'Reaches duty to Telgar and all that 
good stuff."

Ro rolls her eyes and heads off to check the glows in other caverns "Well, 
don't hurt each other too bad, 'kay?" She says over her shoulder as she 
slips off toward the lower caverns.

Ro walks towards the inner cavern.

Kassima grimaces at that. "Weyrmated pairs. Faranth spare me! I suppose I 
should thank the Egg daily that I'm nay half of one, rather than just 
four times a sevenday or so." Eyeing that water flask with a faint 
shudder, she nevertheless greets Channie with a cheerily-called, "Duties 
to the 'Reaches and her queens, brownrider; g'deve, welcome, etcetera 
etcetera!"

A'lex looks up as Nie enters, "Hey there Brownrider, welcome back to the 
Frozen North." He stands and crosses to her for a hug, but not TOO big a 
one, don't want Kassi throwing up, not after she gave him that pretty 
purple scarf he's got draped around his neck.

Channie grins at Kassi and waves heartily before excepting a huge hug from 
A'lex and nuzzling in close against him. Seems she doesn't care much if 
the greenrider's stomach start to churning because of their playing. "It's 
so good to see you! Seems like forever since last we got to spend an 
evening together." lies, awful lies.

A'lex nods, "Three days, and several hours... FAR too long."

The only reason Kassi refrains from making gagging noises is probably the 
presence of the small, impressionable child sleeping peacefully in her 
lap. She does stick her tongue out at the sickening duo, though. "You do 
that on purpose," she accuses with good humor.

A'lex smirks, "C'mon, Greenrider, if'n you could hug her like that, you 
would too. Admit it."

Kassima's eyebrows both arch eloquently upwards. "Actually," she 
contradicts, "nay, I likely wouldn't. Nay offense meant t'you, Nie, but I 
have nay desire whatsoever t'hug you in any way that goes beyond 
friendly."

Channie smiles winningly, "do what on purpose?" She giggles and looks 
around for a place to sit, stuffing something into her pocket as she does 
so. "Well, I should hope not Kassi! I 'm not that sort of girl at all."

A'lex says "Spoilsport. Both of you."

Rylan walks in from the bowl.

Rylan waves to everyone as he enters the cavern

Channie giggles at A'lex, 'oh, and you'd 'like' that? Naughty ol' 
bronzerider!"

Kassima grins at Nie, then turns to wrinkle her nose at A'lex. "I am nay! 
Nie simply lacks the masculinity t'be my type, and I suspect that vice 
versa is also true... 'tis nay so, Nie?"

A'lex nods at Rylan is he enters, "Evening."

Rylan interupts, "What are we talking about?"

A'lex almost giggles, following Nie to a seat, "But you'd make such a CUTE 
couple." He's obviously joking, and enjoying every minute of it.

Channie nods quickly in agreement to Kassi, casting a dirty look at A'lex 
just for fun. A little wave is offered to Rylan.

A'lex grins at Rylan, "Nie and Kassi getting Weyrmated..."

Channie nudges A'lex and slips something into his hand. "oh hush you! I 
know whom I want to be couples with."

A'lex smiles at Channie, the adoration obvious in his eyes, "What's this?" 
he asks, raising the 'something' to inspect it.

Kassima asks archly, hiding her amusement as best she can, "As cute a 
couple as you and Mart, 'Lex? I somehow doubt it! 'Tis hard t'find a 
liklier pair than the two of you--and Nie and I *certes* aren't it!" To 
Rylan, she adds firmly, "Which we are *nay.* This bronzer here is 
absolutely and entirely deranged."

A'lex snorts, "Oh, there's the pot calling the kettle black."

Channie gasps at overhearing Kassi, "What?? A'lex and Mart are running off 
together? But--but I was just getting used to being weyrmated!!!!"

A'lex looks down at the box in his hand and starts to lift the lid, "No! 
We're not... I'm just stealing his underpants." He looks inside the box 
and draws a sharp breath, pulling out a simple necklace with a heavy 
chain. Hanging from the golden chain is a bronze dragon in flight, 
clutching onto a red stone that looks to be a ruby. "Oh, Nie, it's 
BEAUTIFUL!"

Rylan says "What??"

Kassima raises an empty mug that someone left nearby to A'lex in an ironic 
salute. "I never tried t'deny it, bronzer! Aye, Nie," she then soberly 
informs her friend, "I'm afraid so. 'Tis the only thing that makes any 
sense. Why else would 'Lex *want* his underwear?"

Rylan arches a brow as he looks towards Alex, "Are you 'that' way", he 
asks not really knowing what way 'that' is.

A'lex levels a rather impressive stern gaze at Kassi, then breaks into a 
smirk, "You know exactly why, Greenrider. Because the next time you become 
knock down drag out drunk, you're going to wake up in the bowl dressed in 
them..."

A'lex raises an eyebrow at Rylan, "What way?"

Rylan shrugs indifferently

"As if'n," Kassima asks, getting to her feet, "Lysseth or the 'lizards 
would let you change m'clothing in the middle of the Bowl? I don't *think* 
so, purple-man!" Muttering something about 'Lex being a *lot* of ways, 
apparently, she slips into the Lower Caverns to return her daughter to her 
fosterer.

A'lex shrugs back, "Okay then, I guess not."

You walk towards the inner cavern.

Telgar-LC> Rylan leans over the table, "Do you like guys too?"

Telgar-LC> Channie gasps at A'lex, overhearing Kassi's words and frowns 
unhappily, "Shesh! you want 'boy' underwear when you could have 'mine'? I 
guess you might be weyrmated with the wrong...person!" If it's a joke, 
Channie is pouting a little too much.

Telgar-LC> A'lex puts the necklace on, and gives Nie a kiss on the cheek. 
"Thank you so much."

Telgar-LC> Channie waves bye to Kassi and then gives A'lex a little nudge, 
making a grab for the necklace, "maybe I should have had that from M'rgan! 
Sheesh! I never knew!"

Telgar-LC> A'lex starts at both Nie and Rylan's comments, "Woah! Wait wait 
wait... didn't you hear me? I want them to dress Kassima up in next time 
she's incoherently drunk. It's payback for her puting some sorta dye in my 
drink that turned my... it made me pee purple."

Telgar-LC> Rylan blinks as he looks to Channie, "I was told sometimes guys 
don't like other people knowing they like guys. Is that what's happening 
now?", he enquires.

Telgar-LC> A'lex laughs at Rylan, "I prefer Nie to anyone else, thank 
you."

Telgar-LC> Rylan smiles politely at A'lex with a short nod, "Mmmmhmm"

Telgar-LC> Channie hmphs slightly, "i don't know..." Nie sniffs and looks 
away from the bronzerider, although she does't try to take back the 
turnday gift again. "Happy Turnday bronzerider."

Telgar-LC> A'lex shrugs, "I won't deny that I've... been with guys before, 
young man, but it was all Flight related. I don't make them my personal 
preference."

Telgar-LC> Rylan mmmhmms blushing slightly as he giggles

You walk through the large entrance to the Living Cavern.

Pierron humphs thoughtfully as the wingleader of Thunderbolt arrives.

Rylan waves again to Kassi

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "Oh Faranth, I missed that second h in Pierron's 
greeting to Kassi as she entered.... humphs isn't the same without it..."

Telgar Weyr> Kassima says, "Say good-bye to everyone, A'lex. I'm going to 
kill you now."

Channie blinks a time or two at A'lex, "y-you have?"

Telgar Weyr> Tinya HOWLS at A'lex!

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina bahahahhaha

Telgar Weyr> R'val snickers loudly. God, what a mental image.

A'lex nods at Nie, "You remember when Nraith won Mileniuth's first 
flight."

Kassima returns sans Kharisma, whistling something rather tunelessly. 
"Y'know, much as I love the lasslings, 'tis nice nay to have t'worry about 
nay getting a full night's sleep for worry about 'em. Did I miss aught of 
note?"

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "Sorry gang... couldn't keep that to myself."

Telgar Weyr> Ro says, "Hey, cut that kinky stuff in the LC out......it's 
supposed to be PG in there!"

Channie ohyeahs quietly and nods, "yeah, I remember that. Poor A'lex!" Nie 
scowls slightly at Kassi who returns, "mean ol' Greenrider."

A'lex grins, having turned those in the Cavern to his favor while the 
Greenrider was gone, "Ya missed naught Wingleader."

Rylan says "A'lex was telling us bout how he has been with guys before"

Kassima's eyebrows shoot up in mock-surprise. Her tone is innocent enough 
to make a newborn babe's sound like a lecherous brownrider's in 
comparison. "Mean, Nie? *Me*? Why, whatever prompts you t'make that 
accusation?"

Channie just snorts, having learned long ago there is no victory to be won 
dueling words with a greenrider.

Kassima ahs, nodding to Rylan. "Cousin Eyr," she recalls. "I lost a full 
eighth on that flight, as I recall."

A'lex snerks at Rylan, "You want all the gory detail? You'll have to go 
elsewere, I don't win Flights and tell..."

Rylan blinks innocently, "What gory details?"

A'lex looks at Kassi with mock horror, "You bet against Nraith?"

A'lex just rolls his eyes at the lad, "Never mind. Someday you'll figure 
it out."

Rylan hurmpfs crossing his arms, "I never get told the good stuff"

A'lex shrugs, "Sorry, Bronzeriders get in trouble for corrupting the 
young..."

"On little Milleniuth, arguably the fastest thing in the Weyr besides 
Lyss? The green who can out-manuever Chymeth?" Kassima asks. "Are we 
thinking of the same Milleniuth? A'course I bet against Nraith. I'd never 
have figured her t'have enough stamina to outlast so many of the blues. Go 
figure."

A'lex isn't sure if he should be offended at that or not... "Oh, okay..."

Rylan snorts

Rylan says "So what ?? Corrupt me"

Channie snickers quietly and looks around for something to eat as she 
listens.

A'lex nods, "Yea, right, and face Richenda's wrath? I don't think so."

Kassima adds, just to emphasize her point, "With goldflights, now, I've 
bet on him. But greens... well, anyway, what sort of corruption are you 
spreading now?"

Rylan shrugs, "I don't know he won't tell me"

A'lex says "Gory details..."

Channie glances at Rylan, "if A'lex is anything like me, most flight stuff 
is not rememered anyway." She shrugs, "then again....what is remembered 
isn't something that's really fun to rehash over and over again."

Rylan pulls out his hides and starts writing, "Like what? Is it scary? 
What's everyone not telling me", peers directly at Kassima expecting 
answers.

Kassima agrees simply, "Nay in most cases, nay. Ask your mother about 
flights sometime, Rylan; she's a greenrider, and can tell you as much as I 
could."

Rylan says "Why can't you tell me?"

Channie leans up against A'lex now that she's more certain that the 
bronzerider isn't looking for boy-weyrmates.

"Because if'n your mum and da haven't told you already, I'm assuming 
there's a reason they didn't want you t'know," is Kassi's logic. "Besides, 
I've discussed flights quite enough for one sevenday. I'd rather talk 
about something else. Like, oh... why were you carrying a flask of water 
when you came in here, Nie?"

A'lex just keeps shaking his head. Must not corrupt. Must not corrupt.

Rylan moves to sit next to A'lex

Rylan mutters to A'lex, "Won't... me?... a guy...you... me"

A'lex raises an eyebrow, looking at the boy nervously, "If'n your ma gives 
me permission, we'll have a chat, how's that?" He definately looks a bit 
green around the gills.

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "That mutter looked WAY bad... :D"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina bahahaha

Telgar Weyr> Rylan laughs!!!!

Channie waggles the flask at Kassi, "It's Benden Water. A'lex and I are 
trying to have a baby...so we thought it might work. Since it helped with 
so many other folks." Nie notices A'lex's odd coloring and -looks- at him, 
"you ok?"

Rylan mutters to A'lex, "... ma... you think it's... won't mind"

A'lex stops looking ill at Nie's statement, and starts, "Oh, guess that 
one's public knowledge now." He just grins sheepishly.

"A baby? You two?" Kassi mulls this over for a moment, edging back away 
from the flask a bit. "Any child of yours is bound t'turn out... 
interesting. And frightening. Remind me t'run if'n it winds up working, 
eh?" Going serious for a moment, she adds, "G'luck, though. If'n aught can 
help you, believe me, 'tis the Water."

Rylan blinks as he thinks..water helps makes a baby...boy does he have to 
talk to Ofira now

A'lex mutters to Rylan, "... to... hided if... does... though."

Channie waves her hand dimisively at Kassima, "If -your- children turned 
out alright, I think one of A'lex and My....get would turn out just fine!" 
Nie smiles, slumping a little in the chair. "I can't say as the water has 
helped much yet. Not like most of the riders have talked about it. I'm 
starting to think it's all a trick."

Rylan mutters to A'lex, "... promise"

A'lex rolls his eyes, "If'n you think she won't mind, then what's the harm 
in going and ASKING her?"

A'lex mutters to Channie, "... am... tell... if... permission... his 
mother??"

Kassima rolls her eyes. "Since when has anyone claimed either of mine 
turned out all right?" she inquires rhetorically. "'Tany rate, you're 
trying too hard. 'Tis nigh proven fact that the Water doesn't work as well 
if'n you're *trying* t'make it work."

A'lex frowns, "Oh, it's Evil that way, eh?"

Channie mutters to A'lex, "What... he... about... he... -do-? Well, tell 
him... you giving... Maybe?"

Channie frowns at Kassi for a moment, "that's silly! I think this whole 
idea of it being the water is all a big hoax. You should have seen the 
price that the boy wanted for the stuff too!"

Kassima nods ruefully to 'Lex. "It's worked for me two times out of three, 
and all three times 'twas trickery that got me t'drink it. Asrai's 
triplets were a result of being tricked with the Water, too, if'n you 
believe her--and Kena bore a child when she thought she couldn't after 
drinking of the stuff, though I doubt she believed in its powers. Mart 
certes didn't."

A'lex says "You paid for it?"

Kassima just blinks at Nie, taken aback. "You *bought* Water? Shells, Nie, 
you should've just told me you wanted some; I'd've cajoled a 'skin's worth 
from K'rick for you, nay charge."

Rylan says "Why would you buy water?"

A'lex says "Nie, any of my sisters would have gone up to the Weyr to get 
it for you..."

Channie looks at the flask, "Well, the other four flasks of water that I 
got didn't work...I thought I needed -special- water for it. The way all 
your ex-Benden riders go on about it...."

A'lex just chuckles, "We'll just have to try harder WITHOUT it..."

Kassima shakes her head, apparently feeling her words proven. "Trying too 
hard, indeed. Just watch it with that stuff, Nie; it may work when you 
stop believing it works, or it may work only when Kemith catches a green 
with a male rider. Tricky stuff, that Water." There can be no doubt that 
*this* greenrider is a believer... ridiculous though the belief may seem.

Channie snorts at Kassi and leans over closer to A'lex, giving him a warm 
hug, "so, do you like the turnday gift?"

Jehrina walks in from the bowl.

Pierron gives a small bow to the Weyrwoman.

Jehrina walks heavily into the cavern, peering about with a squint.

A'lex frowns at the Greenrider comment, but brightens up when Nie turns to 
him, "It's the best Turnday gift I've ever gotten." He notices the 
Weyrwoman enter and salutes, "Evening again, ma'am."

Jehrina eyes A'lex, "What."

Channie beams at A'lex dreamily and then turns to add another salute to 
the Weyrwoman, "'Reaches duty to Telgar and her Queen's."

A'lex looks a bit confused, "Just said Good Evening, ma'am."

Kassima lifts one shoulder in a half-shrug. "Don't say I didn't warn you 
when the time comes, Nie." She gets to her feet, heading over towards 
where the food is with the ostensible purpose of putting together 
something for dinner. On the way there, she pauses to salute the 
Weyrwoman.

Jehrina peers at Channie for a moment. HEr tone is *almost* polite. 
"Telgar's duties. What's the latest from High Reaches?"

Channie hms, latest...latest...."oh, the weyrlings are doing quite well." 
Nie comments between a little silly face at Kassi's comment. "They are 
getting bigger and better every day. How are things here at Telgar Ma'am?"

Jehrina nods, "They're fine."

K'tyn walks in from the bowl.

Pierron sniffs thoughtfully as the weyrleader arrives, grunting a 
greeting.

A'lex nods to K'tyn and salutes as he enters, "Evening, sir."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "Sniffs thoughtfully?"

Eventually, Kassi returns to her seat with a plate full of stuffed 
mushrooms, pepper salad, and redfruit slices. With the mug of cider in her 
left hand, she salutes the Weyrleader. "G'deve, Kiat-sir. Know you how 
Kena and her Cymrith are faring, Nie?"

Jehrina eyes K'tyn for a moment, visibly schooling her expression to 
something polite, if not amiable. "Weyrleader."

Telgar Weyr> Kassima says, "With all this sniffing, grunting, and humphing 
(that's hump*h*ing, A'lex, don't read it wrong again), I begin to wonder 
whether Pierron's really a pig in disguise."

K'tyn strides in, looking about rather absently. "Good-evening, all. 
Jehrina," he says with a slight bow.

Channie salute/waves to K'tyn and then turns to Kassi, still leaning up 
against A'lex slightly, "I haven't been able to visit with them very much. 
I think the weyrling master if keeping them quite busy with things I'm 
afraid."

Jehrina stares at K'tyn, then snorts, and stomps across the cavern to sit 
down.

Jehrina sits down at the Weyrleaders' table.

"That'd be like Mart. When last I was there, he was threatening some of 
'em with double-duty until graduation for some infringement or other," 
Kassima notes absently; absently, because most of her attention is on her 
meal at this point. "I didn't think to ask him, when last he visited."

K'tyn busies himself with the food at the food table and pauses, looking 
around. "Any one wish a bite or a mug of something? While I'm here?"

A'lex watches Jehrina for a moment, then shrugs off whatever he was 
pondering. He looks up at the Weyrleader, and raises his mug of Cider, 
"No, thank you though."

Channie shakes her head to K'tyn and then looks back at Kassi, "I think 
M'rgan is just trying to forget all about his weyrmate being a weyrling 
for nearly two turns. That's got to be hard."

Kassima swallows a mouthful of salad before replying, "Nay thankee, sir; 
I've nay had time t'make much of a dent in what I've got just yet." She 
gestures to the array of fruit and vegetable related things that occupy 
her plate.

Kassima peers over at Channie. "What, the Turn of celibacy? I'm certain he 
can live with it. Truth be told, I don't see what the fuss is over that. I 
suppose it must worry him that she'll be exposed t'training's dangers and 
all, but she's a sensible woman. I'll wager you nigh aught that she'll 
pass swiftly into one of the Wings when those two Turns are done."

Jehrina snorts at Kassi. "Men. tell them they have to be celibate. Might 
as well tell them to go between without a dragon."

A'lex tries unsuccessfully not to snicker at Jehrina's comment.

Jehrina's glare shoots over to A'lex, "What's so funny?"

K'tyn looks at the remainder of the room, and shrugs, filling up his 
plates and taking them to a table near the others. "May I sit--" he blinks 
at Jehrina, and simply seats himself.

A'lex's mouth opens and closes for a moment, much like a beached Packtail, 
"Uhhh, nothing, ma'am. Sorry."

Kassima grimaces in agreement. "Or to try and stop Thread from falling, 
I'd sometimes wager. You'd think 'twere sacrificing an arm or a leg. 
A'course, t'be fair, I suppose there are some who aren't like that." Kassi 
successfully manages to hide a grin at 'Lex's dilemma by taking another 
bite of salad. Useful thing, salad.

Channie pulls at one of her curls just to let it bounce back and nods in 
agreement with the weyrwoman, "I think it'll be hard for both of them 
Kassi."

K'tyn snorts quietly at this. "I can name some females that think just the 
same," he mutters, taking a bite of wherry.

Jehrina shrugs, "That's why we have so many problems with pregnant 
riders."

Kassima wrinkles her nose in thought. "For Kena, I'd nay think 'twill be 
so much so. When would she have time t'pine, with the mucking, oiling, 
training, etcetera t'be tending to? Mart--well, I suppose he'll find it 
more difficult. One thing you can say about him is that he's faithful 
t'her, by all accounts I've heard."

Kassima quirks a grin at the Weyrleader, then. "Some, aye. There're always 
some. Eh, 'Lex, can you hand over that breadbasket there by your elbow?"

A'lex nods quickly, glad to have something else to think about. He passes 
the bread over to Kassi, "Here you go." Usefull thing, bread.

K'tyn nods, at Jehrina. "That's the truth, too, Jehrina. Nothing much to 
do about it, unless we forbid women from the sands, save around the golds. 
Faith is a matter of...Faith," he grins at Kassima.

Jehrina snorts, "Dragons choose who they wish. "

Channie sniffs lightly at Kassi, "Well, sometimes people change ya know."

Kassima peers at the rolls within, poking one experimentally. "I hope 'tis 
sourdough tonight. Kathall did a most interesting thing with bread at the 
Hold dinner a few days agone: she put rosemary in it. Made for an 
interesting flavor change." She then takes a pair of rolls, having left 
'Lex with some food for thought, so to speak. "You don't really think 
that'd work, d'you, sir? The dragonets would just stumble over to the gold 
circle for the ones they wanted, t'my thinking... and who'd want to deny a 
dragon his or her proper rider? Want any bread, by the by?"

A'lex looks to Nie, "Did you see the lovely PURPLE scarf that Kassi got me 
for my Turnday?" Usefull things, subject changes.

"Even so. That's why there's no sense in griping of it. Twill go in 
cycles, as it always does, hm? One can only warn so much." K'tyn says 
easily, finishing up eating. "No, Kassi; twas just to make a point, that's 
all."

Kassima sets the basket back down, then. "Suit yourself, sir. Enough women 
get pregnant hereabouts without the aid of flights that I doubt 'twould 
make much difference in the long run, anyway." Taking up a dull knife, she 
uses it to slather butter over her rolls. Useful things, rolls. "Has aught 
been heard about how long the Istan eggs likely are from cracking?" That 
question's directed towards whomever might be listening, it seems.

Channie hms and looks over at A'lex, noticiing the scare, "oh, that is 
lovely!" Then she looks at him curiously, as if wondering why he was so 
concerned about the last subject.

Jehrina rolls her eyes at K'tyn. Her expression eloquently states. 'Shows 
what you know.'

K'tyn shrugs at Kassima, refraining from pointing out that he was 
-agreeing- with the points that the goldrider and greenrider made. He sips 
at his mug of cider thoughtfully. "Purple scarf? Not bad, not bad. That's 
a hard color to come by, I've heard."

A'lex smiles, "In cloth, yes it is..." He leaves the statement at that.

Channie giggles quietly at A'lex, putting the back of her hand to her 
lips.

K'tyn nods at A'lex, peering at the brilliantly colored wisp of fabric. 
"Fine bit of work, indeed. Though, can't say that it quite 'goes' with 
your current attire."

Kassima tilts her head a bit in puzzlement at the Weyrleader's shrug, but 
doesn't mention that she was just adding to the agreed upon points rather 
than dissenting. "Simian has a fondness for working with purple," she 
instead explains. "And bright pink. He found that for me--and since purple 
is so obviously a good color for 'Lex, I thought it might be fitting." She 
slides the bronzerider a meaningful look, trying not to grin.

A'lex shakes his head, "Oh, no, it doesn't. But that's okay. 'Twas given 
today, so today I wear it. Purple by choice is so much better than purple 
by happenstance." He returns that meaningful look. Usefull things, 
meaningful looks...

K'tyn grins, just a bit, and drains his mug, peering into it meditatively. 
"Ah! I should have known it was one of your cousin's works. I thought I 
recognized that hue."

"A'lex--" K'tyn asks offhandedly. "Are you saying that today is your 
turnday?"

"Many of m'relatives have a fondness for bright color, sir. I think 
spending so much time at the Hold with each other burns out any aversion 
to gaudiness they may once have possessed." Kassi spares a moment to roll 
her eyes at the foibles of family.

A'lex chuckles, "Actually, 'twas yesterday. Twenty turns."

Channie smiles happily at her weyrmate and kisses his cheek. "he's getting 
to be an old man!" She ends that in a giggle and draws back before the 
bronzerider can swat at her.

A'lex looks at Nie, "Then what does that make you?"

K'tyn sits up, then, looking at the young bronzerider. "I see. Happy 
belated turnday, hm? And when you've the chance, come speak to me. I've 
got some new responsibilities for you to go with your advanced age."

Channie smiles sweetily, "I'm cute and innocent. Didn't you know?"

A'lex nods to his Weyrleader, "Aye sir. At your convenience, just let me 
know." Then his gaze turns on his Weyrmate, "Innocent? Faranth's Great 
Golden Arse! Where'd you ever get THAT idea?"

Jehrina snorts again.

A'lex flicks a quick glance over to the Goldrider.

Kassima says without looking up from her food, but with a definite note of 
humor in her voice, "Don't make me come over there and dump this cider 
over your head, Nie. Twenty Turns is *nay* old." Thus speaks Ms. Just-
Turned-Twenty-Six. "And I might add that you're about as innocent as the 
Red Star itself--perhaps even less so."

A'lex says "Ohhhh, good call Kassi."

K'tyn grins, boyishly, and stands. "Madame brownrider, You are indeed 
cute. Innocence, how ever is a state of mind, and well--that can change on 
a daily basis," he rumbles, amused, to Channie. "Kassi, come by later as 
well. We need to talk wing reassignments and the like," The young 
weyrleader says as he bows toward the Senior Weyrwoman. "And for you, 
Jehrina, I've all the accidents and other strap mishaps that you asked for 
tallied, charted and otherwise diagrammed."

Channie frowns at Kassi as her firelizard pulls her hair in it's haste to 
bolt from the area.' Ouch! Kassi! I am too innocent...ask um...ah..." oh 
darn, no one to back her up. "feh!"

K'tyn pauses near the goldrider, to see if she has any last instruction 
before he heads back to the Record's Room.

Jehrina nods. "Good. Won't do to have unkempt riders on search."

Kassima snaps a salute as crisp as the peppers in her salad to the 
Weyrleader. "As you will, sir, by all means. G'deve and fair winds t'you."

A'lex says "Good night sir, sleep well. Give my regards to Prometh."

"Good evening, as well," Kiat returns salutes and slips out--looking like 
he's escaped the jaws of a huge striped feline.

K'tyn walks down the short tunnel and out into the bowl.

Jehrina eyes A'lex again. Her expression shows she could tell K'tyn a few 
things to do with Prometh. None of them are probably very nice.

Kassima then turns away from her serious side once more in order to shake 
a fork at Nie. "Old friend, please recall that I've known you for nearly 
eleven Turns now--far too long t'fall for aught that even resembles a 
protestation of innocence."

A'lex catches himself chewing on his own lip under Jehrina's gaze. He 
tries to come up with a smile, but only succeeds in looking stupid and 
scared.

Channie waves bye to K'tyn and then turns back to Kassi with a sigh, "it's 
just not fair! most folks beleive me when I tell them...only they're the 
new weyrlings and such and don't know me."

Jehrina smirks at the expression on A'lex's face. Yup, she's still got it.

A'lex relaxes a bit when the smirk crosses Jehrina's face. She must be 
softening. No, wait, that's a SMIRK. He ponders the situation more, then 
decides to attempt another smile. This time he's a little more successful.

Kassima drawls over the brim of her cider mug, "I'm about as liable to 
believe you as Mart is, Nie. Take that one as you will. 'Lex, d'you 
realize that you look like a bovine who's just realized he's standing in 
the shadow of a hungry dragon?"

A'lex blinks, and looks at Kassi, then obviously DOESN'T look at Jehrina, 
"Actually, yes."

A'lex says "Sometimes I think I may have Impressed a few of those..."

Jehrina smirks some more, "Nice try."

Kassima nods, satisfied. "'Twas just making certain 'twere aware. You 
think you may have Impressed bovines?" There's a pause as she thinks about 
this statement. "Tell Emlyn. She'd likely be interested t'know 'tis 
possible."

Channie giggles softly and turns to watch A'lex try to stay out of 
Jehrina's gaze, or at least not return it and smirks a little to herself.

A'lex flicks his gaze back at the Weyrwoman, "Sorry ma'am. No offense 
intended. You just fluster me a bit... sometimes... maybe..." Oh, NOW he's 
stepped in it. He's blushing. Alot.

Jehrina smiles sweetly. So sweet, it's probably flavouring the klah pots 
across the room. "Good."

The Hungry Dragon just reared up over the poor bovine, gnashed it's jaws, 
then asked it to dance. A'lex looks dumbfounded. He just nods.

Channie ahems at A'lex and pointedly looks away from the young bronzerider 
and turns back to Kassi. "So, who was it that caught Lysseth last time she 
went up? Kemith was disapointed that he couldn't make it."

Jehrina yawns, stretches, and walks out without another word.

Jehrina walks down the short tunnel and out into the bowl.

A'lex returns his gaze to Channie and Kassi as the Weyrwoman leaves, 
"Thanks for trying to pull my arse out of the fire there!!!"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina cackles.

A'lex says "I could have used some help!"

Kassima has even more difficulty hiding her grin this time; fortunately, 
she has stuffed mushrooms to help her. Useful things, stuffed mushrooms. 
"Say, A'lex..." she speaks up, on a different topic entirely--or so one 
should hope. "You used t'come from Benden Hold, if'n I recall. Did you 
ever know a Holder there named Flynn?" Belatedly, she salutes after the 
Weyrwoman before answering Nie's question. "'Twas Prometh, actually... 
hey, 'Lex, I tried! Nay m'fault 'twas as belated as ever, was it?"

Telgar Weyr> A'lex gives 'Rina a big wet smooch. Yer Evil.

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina tries. :)

Telgar Weyr> Kassima just plain applauds. That was... inspiring. :)

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina cackles. Being proddy is the best part of Search.

Still a bit flustered, A'lex answers, "Actually, from far south of the 
Hold proper. Didn't get up there much, so no, I don't know him."

Channie giggles at A'lex, "I thought you were enjoying yourself." she 
offers with arching eyebrows.

Telgar Weyr> A'lex oy proddy.

Telgar Weyr> R'val's first memory of Jehrina is of her being pregnant and 
proddy.

Telgar Weyr> R'val says, "Or just pregnant. I don't remember. She was 
bouncing a ball off P'tran's head, or something ;)"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina says, "Rina got pregnant as a ersult of the flight."

A'lex arches an eyebrow, "ENJOYING MYSELF?! Which Dawn Sister did YOU just 
fly in from?"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina says, "Oh,that was proddy. :)"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina says, "that was HILARIOUS."

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina abused poor P'tran.

Telgar Weyr> R'val remembers it well. Hee hee.

A'lex mumbles, "Enjoying myself..."

"At least I had the decency t'tell you 'twere gaping like a sun-struck 
wher," Kassi further points out cheerfully. "I just wondered, because he 
flustered easily--and blushed that same spectacular shade. I'd thought 
mayhaps 'twere long-lost cousins or some such thing."

Channie kisses A'lex's cheek, "sorry love. You were handling it well 
yourself! You didn't need help."

Telgar Weyr> Kassima says, "Bouncing... a ball... off of P'tran's head. I 
don't suppose there're any logs of that?"

Telgar Weyr> N'kshar uh-ohs. "I smell a log hunt..."

A'lex nods at Kassima, "Yea, and asking me that question when my defenses 
were down, so that I actually ANSWERED it... oh Faranth, she must HATE 
me..." He snorts, "Handling it well? I'd hate to have seen my screwing it 
up!"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina says, "I don't think so. IF someone has one, I'd be 
amused as heck. It was Leilanth's first flight and rina was PRODDY. She 
got annoyed, and picked up a child's ball, and was bouncing off poor 
P'tran's head."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex just grins. "Oh yes! I would kill to have been there!"

Telgar Weyr> Kassima giggles and would *love* to see that. I just can't 
picture P'tran standing there like one of those big paddleball thingies 
while a ball bounced off of his head.

Telgar Weyr> R'val remembers that as his first memory of Benden Weyr. I 
was, like, "Ooook, this is just too weird. A weyrwoman is bouncing a ball 
off the weyrleader's head."

Kassima shakes her head at 'Lex. "You're still alive, aren't you? Nay 
mentally or physically harmed? I doubt, that being the case, that she 
hates you."

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina says, "He wasn't weyrleader yet :)"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina says, "And P'tran just *took* it."

Telgar Weyr> R'val says, "Bleah. I must've been drunk at the time. Imagine 
that."

A'lex says very slowly and calmly, "Kassima, she enjoys the fact that she 
scares the Wherry Turds out of me."

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina cackles at A'lex.

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "Thought you'd like that one..."

"Aye," Kassi agrees, "but what else d'you expect? It doesn't mean she 
hates you. I enjoy the fact that I scare the wherry dung out of Mart, as 
you so eloquently put it, and I'm actually rather fond of him... though 
if'n you tell him so, I'll take enough out of your skin t'make me new 
slippers."

Channie giggles quietly at A'lex, "geeze, why are you so scared A'lex?"

A'lex frets, "Ok, you and Mart are friends, in an odd, sadistic way. Our 
Weyrwoman and I are most pointedly NOT friends. She is a Goldrider, and 
*I* am a Kitchen Drudge turned Bronzerider who may, Faranth forbid, end up 
with the Dragon the flies her when this next Search cycle begins." He 
stops quite suddenly. "Oh Faranths Freaking Fragrent Farts, Search! She's 
proddy, isn't she? I'm doomed!!"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina says, "That's a new one, yup."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "I try..."

Channie looks over at A'lex with arching eyebrows, "shards and shells! 
you're worried before you have things to worry about. I mean, sure you 
could end up...well, Nraith could end up catching....but think of all the 
other dragons that'll be in the running for that too."

A'lex shakes his head, "I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about the 
fact that I'm ALREADY on the bad side of a proddy Goldrider. How long will 
she be like this? I've got to hide out somewhere..."

Kassima silently repeats A'lex's terminology to herself, looking a bit 
awed. "Good one. Have you shared that with Saer? And aye, I should suspect 
so. Miryenne'll be happy; she won the pool on which gold and when." The 
greenrider makes a face. "A'course, she'll be insufferable for sevendays 
now. What d'you mean, you're doomed? You're nay dead yet. Until then, you 
can't really say you're doomed--or so Da used t'tell me."

A'lex snorts, "Doomed! She's going to EAT ME ALIVE!"

That drunken, leering brownrider who's always sitting in the corner opens 
his mouth to say something, but a wise wingmate claps one hand over his 
mouth before a single word can escape. Kassi turns and arches a brow at 
the two, then shrugs at 'Lex. "I've nay heard accounts of her killing 
bronzeriders yet, 'Lex. 'Course, there *is* a first time for everything... 
but I digress." One would almost think that she's enjoying poor A'lex's 
predicament, wouldn't one?

A'lex says "Picture BIG GOLD DRAGON, that's Jehrina. Picture even BIGGER 
Gold Lifemate, that's Leilanth. Picture IDDY BIDDY A'lex, that's me. 
Picture big Gold lifemate eating Iddy Biddy me. Don't you understand? 
She's proddy, so she hates everything that rides a male Dragon right now. 
And then, on top of it, I've just INSULTED her, so she hates me even 
more... Best to hope the new duties K'tyn has for me involve lots of time 
somewhere else, digging in dark, dingy, safe records rooms."

Channie tsks at Kassi and nudges the greenrider playfully before returning 
her attention to A'lex. Of course the brownrider doesn't have any real 
advice to give out though. "Do you worry so much before the other 
goldflights A'lex? It'll be the same thing really."

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina dies.

Telgar Weyr> R'val Turns his watch on. Aigh. Poor A'lex. :)

Channie mutters to A'lex, "I... give... something... would... away... 
the..."

A'lex is beyond flustered, "I don't compare other Goldriders to big hungry 
Dragons while they're proddy Channie..." He pauses at here mutter, "Like 
what?" Obvously he's just to far gone to be coherent right now.

Channie frowns slightly since A'lex doesn't get it and shrugs up her 
shoulders, "oh, never mind. I"m sure you'll have your attention on other 
things." she teases.

Kassima remarks thoughtfully, "Y'know, that sounds rather similar to the 
Speech I give curious new greenriders--and Kin, once--sometimes. I still 
think you're exaggerating your chances of death and destruction, here. 
If'n naught else, the Weyr needs your bronze for Threadfall, eh? So, she 
likely won't *kill* you. Set your mind at ease. If'n Nraith chases, he 
chases!" Easy for her to say, of course. Channie receives a return nudge 
and wink in turn.

Telgar Weyr> A'lex is gonna get an Ulcer here... poor guy!

Channie giggles quietly at Kassi and then puts back on her little pout.

A'lex lets out a snort to shake all the Weyr, "If'n he Chases, I won't 
care I'll be so randy with Dragon Hormones. I'm not worried about that. 
It's just having to avoid her for the next sevenday or two, ye know? I 
don't need public dressing downs, extra duties, evil glares, insults to my 
masculinity and whatever else you evil, evil, evil Riders come up with 
when your 'Mates are proddy. I know she won't kill me, but my life is 
going to be akin to the underside of a runner paddy until this Flight is 
over."

We have now moved from worried to dispondant. Please have your passports 
stamped at the checkpoint.

"Hey, *you're* the one who's always insulting your masculinity," Kassi 
just has to point out here. "You've survived proddiness a'fore; don't you 
think you can hang on through this one?"

A'lex sputters, "But... but... that's all kidding! And this is JEHRINA 
we're talking about. The most Ferocious Weyrwoman Pern has ever known. She 
would have eaten Moreta for breakfast given the chance!"

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina says, "A'lex. you flatter me."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex says, "Hey, he's way ascared of you! Especially NOW..."

Telgar Weyr> R'val thinks he's just trying to ingratiate himself to avoid 
being eaten ;)

V'dan pipes up, always trying to be helpful, "No, she wouldn't have. 
Moreta would've been too gamey." As several pairs of eyes turn to him, the 
greenrider fidgets and mutters, "She *would've* been, you know."

Telgar Weyr> A'lex HOWLS!

All A'lex's nervous energy suddely seems spent, and he slumps in his 
chair. He stares down into his mug of cider. "Warn me if anyone ELSE comes 
in that I can insult. Might as well make my last few sevendays count for 
something."

Kassima elbows that lackey of hers none-too-gently. "You're being too 
literal again, Val. And 'Lex, it's already been determined that you'll 
indubitably *live*, so how bad can it be? Aside from all that stuff you 
mentioned a'fore, I mean."

Channie listens quietly, slowly shaking her head, "you know A'lex, the 
chances that she'll even remember are pretty slim you know."

A'lex just groans, "Death would be grand... Oh, cruel, cruel fate. Here I 
sit, a condemned man, but not even lucky enough to be condemned to death. 
Just eternal punishment at the hands of a proddy Goldrider."

A'lex perks up at Nie's words, "Really?" He turns to Kassi, "You don't 
remember all your proddy induced actions?"

Kassima peers at A'lex and asks, out of the blue, "D'you have dawn duties 
in the morning, bronzer?"

Kailia walks here from the Inner Cavern.

A'lex looks perplexed, "No, I had them yesterday."

Kailia skips in, holding a bundle of cloth in her arms. She spies Kassima 
across the room, "Kassima! congradulations on your promotion."

A'lex sits next to Channie, across from Kassima, head in his hands, 
staring down into a half empty mug of Cider.

Channie waves hello to Kailia and then turns to Kassi, "Jays, I forgot to 
bring down the gift I have for you! Sharditall! Congrats in a giftless 
sort of way. You'll have to wait till tomorow."

Kassima shrugs one shoulder. "Nay *all*," she admits. "Though I usually 
hear about 'em from enough folk afterwards that I can piece together how 
things went. If'n you ever go three days without sleep, half-drunk, and 
with a constant headache, you'll see why m'memory becomes a sieve." At the 
bronzerider's reply, she nods solemnly. "Get drunk, then. It won't help at 
all, but at least you'll have an excuse for being maudlin. Oh, Kailia, 
g'deve--and thankee most kindly! I'm nay certain whether I need 
congratulations or condolences more, but for now, either are welcome... 
and thankee from you, too, Nie. You hardly had t'get me aught!"

Kailia shakes out the bundle across the floor, reveling a pile of mending. 
Most are rather small outfits, and are well ripped.

A'lex moans, "Oh, drunk, I'd probably end up throwing myself from Nraith's 
ledge..." He sighs, "No, I'm going to be a man about this. I'm going to 
face her and take whatever she throws at me. I'm just going to make sure 
there are always witnesses around, that's all. Someone to identify the 
body when she's done."

Channie snorts, "Too late."

Kailia look up queringly at A'lex. "What?"

Kassima turns her attention from the despondant, doomed bronzerider to the 
pile of mending. "Someone's tough on their clothes," she observes. "And, 
'Lex... g'luck t'you." She leaves off the 'you'll need it' part, but 
something in her voice implies it nonetheless.

A'lex looks up at Kailia, "Jehrina. Proddy. Out to kill me." That pretty 
much sums it up, yup.

Channie looks at A'lex, "you are really getting into this far too much. No 
need to go worrying about it so." She sighs and looks out to the bowl, 
"Well, I guess I should be going and leave this poor doomed rider to sulk 
on his own." she winks at A'lex.

Kailia shakes her head, "Now, this is a time I'm glad I'm not a rider. An 
that I havea nursery to hide in." she points to the clothing, "These are 
the children's old things. I'm going to see what I can repair and send 
down to some of the less fortunate families."

A'lex looks up at Nie and pouts, "Leave me to die, without one final night 
of bliss before my sentencing?" Ok, now he's getting melodramatic.

Kassima chuckles wryly at Nie, then. "Well, as you say. I'll confess that 
I look forward t'seeing it; I get as curious about gifts now as I did when 
'twas a youngling... clear skies t'you, too, if'n you really are going. 
Don't forget to memorize what 'Lex looks like, in case he's maimed beyond 
recognition when you next see him."

Channie laughs at Kassi and gives her a warm hug before looking back at 
A'lex and winking. "I thought you were enjoying your sulking silly one."

Channie mutters to A'lex, "Would... of bliss with... before..."

"I am," he says, honestly, "But I'll stop if you'll take me home make me 
forget about my IMMENANT HORRIBLE DEMISE...." Maybe that's NOT cider he's 
been drinking...

A'lex just smiles at Nie's mutter, and nods slowly.

Kassima hugs Nie back, laughing along with her. "A'lex," she asks, peering 
over at him once more, "have you been sniffing the 'special herbs' again? 
And Kailia, if'n they turn out t'be past repair, I can always use more 
rags t'make dyed wrapping-cloth from."

Channie holds out her hands to A'lex, smiling playfully at him, "It would 
be my honor to wash away the memory of such impending horrors from your 
mind Bronzie."

A'lex shakes his head at Kassi, "No, no herbs for me. I guess it's just an 
over active imagination, but she just GETS to me, you know? It's like she 
FEEDS off my fear! It's frightening." After a moment, to compose himself 
he turns to Channie, "Maybe a bath in Benden waters..."

Kailia nods, "I'll be sure to save the bad ones for you." She peers down 
at a rather old red jumper, "I think you can have this one. It's beyond 
repair." She tosses the jumper to Kassima.

Telgar Weyr> Kassima peers at 'Lex. Jehrina's a psivamp now? 
Froodiness. ;)

Telgar Weyr> Jehrina wow, I'm more talented than I knew.

Kassima catches the jumper neatly, smiling at the color. "Ah, good. Red's 
one of the three colors that's in most things I wrap up, so this'll serve 
quite well. Thankee!"

A'lex stands and takes Nie's hand. "Rescue me?"

Kailia nods, "Anytime. Shall I place any other outside your weyr?"

Channie giggles at A'lex as he continues to worry and takes his hand, 
pulling him to his feet, "Lets go have that nice bath hmmm?

A'lex nods, "Good night Kassima, thanks for the shroud-- er scarf..."

"Aught white, certes. Black and red are usable, too, though white is best. 
Beyond that... well, if'n 'tis a dragon color, I might be able to use it." 
Kassima waves after the departing duo. "Enjoy that last night of bliss 
'twere speaking of, eh? Duties to the 'Reaches and her queens, fair be the 
winds, clear skies, and g'night! Rest in pea--I mean, rest well!"

A'lex leads Nie out into the Bowl.

A'lex walks down the short tunnel and out into the bowl.

Channie grins at Kassi and waves to her and Kailia again. "Clear skies to 
you too Wingleader. And um....all that other stuff." she grins as she goes 
out to the bowl with A'lex.

Channie walks down the short tunnel and out into the bowl.