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Raykini's Search


Date:  December 5, 2007
Places:  Igen Weyr's Living Cavern and Main Entrance Field
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:  Lysseth isn't to be allowed to hoard all the Candidates
to herself, no--no sooner than she's picked up Walladru, Tisiath has to
even the score by getting his rider to coax a certain ex-fisherman out
of the Living Cavern and into the Candidate Barracks.

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The Log:

You head into the Igen Weyr Living Cavern.

"No need to imagine what G'vet was thinking though by the time you threw
that last one. Did you happen to catch a glimpse of his face? I don't think
I could put a price on what it was worth to me to see that." Lanisa is
telling Kassima as they enter. A rolled up leather packet tied neatly off
and tucked under her arm, "Priceless. That's what it was. Just priceless."

Following Lanisa into the room, Kassima holds a slim and lightweight knife
in one hand, tilting it at angles for reasons known only to herself until
she speaks. "I'm thinking 'tis loose." Wiggle, wiggle. "The balance doesn't
feel right. Worth it, aye, you don't get an expression like that every day,
but--" Wiggle. She eyes the knife and sighs. "Another trip to Smithcraft, I
imagine. At least explaining will entertain. 'How did it break?' ''Twas
terrorizing a brownrider with it and I got carried away.' Want t'come with
me when I go? Might be another face for your collection."

Raykini can be seen sitting by one of the numerous chairs, wrinkling his
nose as he focuses on the chair in front of him. But, as the two riders
come in, conversing, Raykini can't help but lift his head just a bit higher
to try and listen in on what's being said. And, when it proves nothing to
be of interest, or of worth, to him he slumps back in his seat. But, that
doesn't mean he doesn't spare them a greeting. "Lo!" And back to work he goes.

"Never quite seen one do so like that. Must have struck just so." Lani
comments and then turns to walk backwards a step or two, "Oh, could I? Aye,
I think that would be just the thing to add another amusing one, wouldn't
you say?" She gives a lopsided grin and faces back around the way they head
and in the process she catches Raykini's greeting and returns it with a
cheerful, "Hey there"

Kassima admits, sliding the knife back into her sleeve, "T'be fair, 'tis an
old one. Nor one of the best. Seems a shame t'practice with such as either
set from Bitra--shame t'use 'em at all, actually, and there's something
like irony there. Y'know what I wish you'd been around for, the days I went
t'G'har for all m'knife needs. Back then he was Grego." She links her
fingers together and stretches both arms over her head, cracking the
knuckles, which is not the best position from which to wave to someone. She
nods amiably instead. "G'deve. D'you know the dinner options tonight?"

Raykini pushes himself off of the ground, dusting off his pants in an
attempt to at least look somewhat presentable. This causes the handyman to
cast an annoyed look at himself, "I don't know the dinner options tonight,
I'm sorry to say." Ray calls out to the other two, "I was just attending to
this," He nods to the chair, "Apparently someone had a spill earlier, seems
no matter how much I tend to things they still get broken."

"Aye," Lanisa says Kassima's way. "Plenty of irony in having that perfect
set to use but you never use, as they might become less perfect with use."
She sighs and then shifts her attention back to the handyman, "Aye." She
then agrees with Raykini, going on to elaborate, "That's the way of things.
Always has been, always will be. Handy work such as that is never done,
much like making straps, filling sacks and changing glows. Just to name a
handful. The question is, do you like what you do?"

Kassima regards the chair with some interest. "Wasn't a brawl, was it? I
didn't miss another one? Nay sure G'vet's face would've been worth that. I
always miss the fights," she asides to Lanisa, almost wistful. "I can't
even get into any 'til the clutch Hatches, at least; you'd think someone
would bloody someone's nose for me so I can live vicariously." She's not
serious. Right? Surely she's not serious.

Raykini also casts the chair a look, giving it a nudge with his boot. "Not
sure what happened to it, to tell you the truth. I just got word that
something broke and I came in here to fix it." He idly scratches at the
back of his head. "Though, it's quite possible that it was due to a brawl,
or maybe it was just its time to give out? Who knows." He turns to Lanisa,
arching a brow. "Well, I'm useful at it. It's basically one of the things I
did at home, aside from cleaning things and helping mom make meals and the
such. I did various things, and I continue to do them here. It's not a
problem, just this place isn't surrounded by water."

Lanisa chuckles dryly, "Oh I'm sure someone will get into a scuffle for
you, Kassi. Surely they must." She gives a wink, and then turns back to
Raykini with a grin, "Aye. But there is the lake and the river,. It's not
much like we're lacking. Just have less, eh?"

"Does that make it easier? Do the goods on a boat warp and rust?" Kassima
paces towards the meal table, stuffing her hands into her pockets as she
surveys the available goods. "Faranth. Barbeque--and seafood--*and*
noodles. So much for temperance. You and Trii could always beat each other
up a bit for me, Lani? Or you and... say, does Yaz brawl? That'd be
something. Weyrleader and Weyrsecond, fists flying every which a way. Just
the sort of thing of which I'm sure I should disapprove instead of thinking
I could sell tickets."

Raykini wraps his arms around his chest, looking from one rider to the
next. "I quite like the river and the lake, especially the lake. It's about
the closest thing I'll get to home, though, I am thinking of taking a trip
out for a day or two." Kassima gets a quick look, "It wasn't easier, no,
but I didn't mind it. As you said, things become worn, and rusted. There's
always work to be done."

"Eh, I don't expect Trii would much oblige if it was up against me... Now
A'zric might be an interesting thought at that." Hard to tell if she's
actually considering the notion, but Lani tips her head while regarding
Raykini, "I don't expect that any place is ever like home when you're away.
Funny thing is, sometimes the definition of home just up and changes on you
in some ways and you sort of end up being from more than one place, you know?"

Kassima agrees a bit distractedly while filling a plate full of
protein-rich foodstuffs, "You should. I suggested Shipfish," to Lanisa, "as
a place for plenty of ocean and little unexpected company." She gives the
tubers wide berth in favor of a nest of noodles. "Aye, and that's the way
of life: so much t'do, so little time t'lounge around on an island being
fed peeled grapes and nay feel guilty about it. There's a true point, Lani.
And a good thing 'tis."

Raykini can't help but laugh, shaking his head from side to side. A amused
look pulls at his face, "Aye, she did suggest shipfish. I plan to make a
trip there once I get a bit of time off and figure out just how I'm going
to get there." He rubs at the back of his head, "Though, I don't think I'd
stand around and eat grapes." He winks playfully, wrapping his arms behind
his head as he slump into a nearby chair. "While this is about as far as
home as anything could possibly be for me, I don't really mind it here too
much. It's just a matter of getting the sand out of my boots at the end of
the day."

"With your talents as a handyman and the like, I expect you could barter a
ride to and fro with ease." Lanisa suggests with a grin, "Always folks
about needing things made or repaired that have no skill for it, or no time
to get it managed themselves." She does aside to Kassi, "Selling people on
the virtues of everyone's quiet get away, eh? Amazing, when you think about
it, that people can still get off to there alone so well as they do."
Chuckling she turns back while playfully wrinkling her nose, "Aye. That
sand is one thing I'm still getting used to myself. Seems to get in most
thing, eh?"

Kassima turns to shake a set of tongs at Raykini. "You don't stand. You
lounge, on your back on the warm sand--or grass, or a blanket, if'n that's
your thing--and bronzeriders in loincloths fan you with fronds, except the
one who feeds you peeled grapes from a golden bowl. *Standing* while they
do that would just be odd." Right. The greenrider grins and expertly
transfers a slab of ribs to her plate, and then she's done, food balanced
on one hand, a glass of red wine in the other. "As far from your other
home. Methinks what Lani's getting at is that mayhaps Igen could also be
home--aye?--for all its differences. You must've thought it could be once?"
She plunks into a seat and points out to the bluerider, "Normally 'twould
be Boll I promoted, but solitude certes isn't the idea there."

Raykini shakes his head, reaching up to run a hand through his hair. His
lips turn upwards in an amused grin, "Aye, lounge around and do nothing?
Nothing would get done that way. But it does sound nice, doesn't it? But
things don't get done that way. And I'm not one to shirk on my chores."
There's a quiet laughter as he wraps his arms over his head, "Maybe, though
I'm not really one to ask for favors. I owe enough to the weyr after we
came here the first time 'round. I'm just trying to pay back a little bit
of that hospitality now that I'm here again." Though, he does let his eyes
roam over the area. "Aside from the endless sands and the lack of water,
this place has been nice to me. And while it's not the sea, I could live
here for a while, if I needed to. It has the lake, that's enough for me."

"Aye," comes Lani's reply to Kassima. Simple, compact and complete as she
instead chuckles, "Well, it's the sort of thing you do on a day off, isn't
it. I mean, we all get those sometimes, eh? And you're entitled to rest and
relax a bit after putting in the work to earn it." A grin then, "It is good
to pay your debts as you see them I expect. And it's a good thing you can
appreciate and even even perhaps enjoy something about where you do so,
don't you think? What if it came about that you might have a cause to stay
on longer though? Would you take it?"

"They don't. Someday, though, I'm going t'do it." Kassima twirls a fork
through her noodles. "So I keep claiming. At some point in your life you've
done enough t'merit retirement and slacking, surely--otherwise life's too
bloody depressing t'be borne. A trip t'Shipfish isn't much favor t'be
asking if'n you can find someone who's going anyway." A thought strikes
her: "Though mayhaps 'tisn't as popular here, without winter weather t'be
escaping." Lanisa's question gets a quirked brow; the greenrider glances to
Raykini again, curious.

Raykini lets his head turn to the ground, frowning thoughtfully as he
ponders the question. His fingers drum over his arms. "Well, I don't really
see myself going anywhere anytime soon. It'll be a while before I even
think about deciding if I want to seek out my father, it can wait a little
while yet. And a trip out to the island sounds good, since I'm not going to
be bothered there." Not like he'd be found there anyway. "This weyr was
nice enough to take us in. I owe a lot to the weyr, if it wasn't for the
riders here, I wouldn't be standing here at the moment. So I'm thankful."

Lanisa chuckles, "I don't think I could settle into a life with nothing to
do... Mind you, one with a little less to have to do? Well I might adapt to
that well enough." She gives them both a wink then and then tips her head,
listening and considering the answer in a slightly distant sort of way
before she grins again, "Well, if you're in no hurry to get to anywhere
else, then I suppose it's a good thing you're where you're content to be,
hmm?" A pause then and she adds, "Thing is about owing though, If you feel
like you do, then how do you decide the debt is paid. I mean. There are
some things that might keep someone someplace that shouldn't be about debts."

Kassima sets her fork down, letting her food go ignored for the moment.
"You can tell me t'mind m'own business if'n you like. 'Twouldn't blame you.
I'm curious, though: if'n you'd Impressed, d'you think you would've been
happy staying on?" Taking up her wine glass, she swirls the contents around
a bit. "Aye. Especially if'n it keeps you on awhile; Turns of feeling
'twere in debt, well. 'Twould suck."

Raykini actually wrinkles his nose up at this, "It was too cold for me
there." Ray says finally, "I didn't really like the weater, at least here
it's warm. I can deal with the heat, the cold I'm not so good with." He
then tilts his head to Lanisa, considering her for a moment. "I guess so? I
don't really have anywhere else to be. I don't mind working here, it's the
least I can do, right? As for my debt, wouldn't you feel obliged to be
somewhere if you were in my position? That's how I feel, anyway. And, since
I don't intend on returning to the sea anytime soon, I can stay here and
help give back in the meantime."

"Too cold where?" Lani asks, a hint of confusion though she moves on with
what she knows, "I'm just saying there is debt and there is debt, eh? You
see. Being happy someplace for what it is and where you are and committing
yourself in a bigger way, like what Kassi was talking about, eh?" She
glances the greenrider's way and then back, "Mayhap I should cut to the
chase, eh? My blue's nagging me about the one I'm talking to and I've been
around weyr's long enough to know some things go easier for those willing
rather than obligated. So I'll put it to you like this, eh? Would you step
out into the bowl with me, or us," she glances Kassi's way and then back,
"Let those winged lumps out there get the good look that Tisi's clamoring
for?"

"Oh," and there's a light dawning over Kassima's head. "Oh--you Stood at a
different Weyr? One of the ice-filled lands? This is me, nay blaming you,
for dearly though I love Benden... brrr." She slants a wryly amused look
Lanisa's way, perhaps suspecting the younger woman can sympathize. "Ah-hah.
Lyss is too wrapped up in preening yet over catching Walladru the other
evening t'be aware of much, I swear t'you; if'n Tisiath gets the pounce
'twill only serve her right."

Raykini wraps his arms at the thought, almost as a sudden chill went down
his spine. "High Reaches." Ray says simply, tugging his arms tighter to his
chest. "It was freezing there and I don't ever plan on going back. But,
they did have fish, for that I'm thankful. I think we could due with more
supply here." But Lanisa recieves the blunt of his attention, his brows
slowly knotting. "I guess...we could go outside...?" This is almost said in
a hesitant manner. "Oh? Wall was searched? I'll have to go nab him later to
tell him congrats."

"Ahh, Reaches, eh?" Lanisa responds, "I can well imagine it was cold. I was
born and raised at Telgar and one is about as chill as the other." She
grins then, "If it's the fish you miss, I recall that there is some fishing
in the river, eh? Might not be the same, but the old Steward here used to
run fishing contests." Gesturing for him to lead the way to the bowl then
with a grin again Kassi's way. "He'll be beside himself, but at least not
as noisy about it as Diakoth would be, eh?" Turning back she adds, "Thank
you. He's getting rather insistent and all."

Kassima mutters under her breath, "Nay wonder. Did you see the seafood
casserole?" she changes topics to ask, pointing to the helping on her
plate. "'Tis excellent. The barbeque suits me better, but that's a question
of taste, I'm thinking." With a glance for her half-eaten food she pushes
herself up from the chair. "Lysseth decided he should while 'twere looking
at the eggs--and by the by, he's put a wager on that same egg. The eyed
one. I'm going t'make a killing come Hatching time. And... Lani, remind me
sometime t'explain why I'm trying very hard nay t'snicker at 'fishing
contests.'"

Raykini wraps his arms behind his head as he pushes himself to his feet,
still eyeing Lanisa warily. "I didn't like my time there." Ray murmurs
quietly, "It was horrible, I'm actually quite happy that I didn't impress
there. I don't think I could live in the weather, I'm much too used to the
warmth of Ista, Igen matches that closely if even it's a bit hotter without
the relief of a cool breeze." Fingers reach to flick at his hair, "Aye,
river fish aren't the same, but I'd be happy to fish some out and cook 'em
for any who'd like a taste." Kassima catches his attention once more, "Is
the eye one the gray one? I forget, the one I picked for green? Or is that
the one I picked for blue?"

"Not every place is for everyone," Lani says as she makes her way back out
to the bowl. "As for the fish, you catch some, I would mind having a bit.
but first things first?" She stops though, just a moment before crossing
the threshold and glancing back at Kassi, "Do tell, just how much of the
Weyr has placed bets on the one with the eye?"

Lanisa walks out to the Bowl.

Kassima, hearing this, quirks a brow. One side of her mouth twitches
suspiciously. "There's something t'be said for snow. Also something t'be
said for a lack thereof. The eye's the blue, t'you--purple," as if they
aren't all purple," with the big green spot, you remember. He thinks 'tis a
*green*. Can you imagine?" She calls after Lani while following her out,
"More than you'd believe! More than I believe, certes."

You walk out into the Bowl.

Raykini walks out from the Weyr's Living Cavern.

Raykini follows behind the two riders, stuffing his hands into his pockets
and easily keeping up the conversation as they switch locations. "I'd be
happy to cook you something, though it won't be as good as a meal as it
would be if it were from the sea. But I'll do my best that I can with it."
He offers a sheepish grin to the rider, "Ah, that one. I can't remember
which I placed bets on anymore. "

"I still say it's a bronze. But I think I've heard every color's been
placed on it." Lanisa responds to Kassima as they step through the door. A
blue, statuesk and stout of stature, waits outside the entryway. Tail
tapping the ground, head tilted to the side a low croon uttering forth over
what his rider says next. She, ignoring him outwardly as she converses,
"Mayhap we'll have to procure a few sea fish then, do a comparison, a taste
test?"

True to Kassi's word, Lysseth seems only distantly interested in the new
arrivals: the green is a spectator at this event, no more, and if someone
else has found a Candidate right under her nose she'll be the last to show
she minds. Kassi crosses the ground to her to offer a rub of her eyeridges,
which Lyss deigns to accept. "Nay anyone thinks 'tis gold yet. A pity,
because there's a wager I'd love t'be taking. You've a wager on the grey
egg t'be green," she reminds Raykini, "the eye egg t'be blue." Lysseth
sighs in contentment as the woman's fingers find a place wanting
scratching. "Could be interesting. I could suggest t'Z'nal that the
Candidates be our tasting committee? Think they'd enjoy it?"

Raykini follows the riders onto the bowl, crossing his arms with a hint of
irritation in his body language. But he doesn't speak of it, only
responding with a, "I'd call in a favor to my father, but he isn't to know
that I'm here. So if you know any fisherman who can make a delivery here,
be my guest. But don't mind if I go missing when it arrives." He lifts his
shoulders indifferently. "Aye, I do think it's a green. Though, I think it
would be interesting if that gray egg turned out to be gold. Even if it is
a bit too small."

"Eh, I'm sure we can manage to find a few fish though a trade not involving
your father. Lots of fisherman in the world after all. Aye, I do think
that's an idea to run with, Kassima, if we can work it out." Lanisa laughs
then, "Oh no. I'm quite with Kassi on that being a bet I'd take. Either for
the grey one or the eye. Now, not sure if I'd take it on one of them, but
most the clutch is quite clearly not inclined to hold that hue." Her
attention once that's said is shifted to the dragon that now looks smug, if
anything, "Ahh. Well now. He thinks he has cause to be quite pleased after
all. So what do you think then? If you were asked to stand somewhere less
chill than Reaches, and with less fish, would you be interested in seeing
how that might go?"

"Gold eggs are gold," Kassi says, shaking her head. "There isn't any gold
on that egg; 'tisn't a queen egg. Which is why 'twould so dearly love for
someone t'wager, say, twenty marks 'twould be. I'd buy something with black
opals," she decides, drifting merrily off into jewelry fantasy. "Earrings,
a choker... may be riders who know how t'fish the ocean and bring back
their results. I don't, sadly t'say." Now that her dragon's eyeridge needs
are satisfied she turns to lean back against Lyss's shoulder, arms folded,
to watch the proceedings. "Especially if'n we can include some scallops and
the like for those of us more inclined t'shellfish. Nay really a
*comparison* as such, but we've reason t'celebrate with a fishy feast
anyway, haven't we? Those new Threadfall charts. Remember, Raykini," she
adds cheerfully, "if'n you say aye then you'd get t'be one of the
fish-tasters too."

Raykini tilts his head, perhaps perking up just so slightly at the promise
of fish. "I'd like that. Maybe once I pay a visit to the shipfish island I
can fish a bit there, eh?" He asks, looking between both riders. "Oh, I
know all that about gold being on a gold egg, I'm just saying I'd find it
amusing if it did turn out to be a gold.' he chuckles quickly, rubbing at
the back of his head. "Standing at another place? I'm not sure, really.
Standing's what got me into this mess in the first place, maybe I'd give it
another go. I'm not sure, maybe it'd get me out of it. Who knows."

"Don't see why you couldn't. Just, well, depending on what you say next
might make some difference as far as how soon you can get there, eh?
But..." She pause there, Lanisa tilting her head, "You never know. It
could. But that's not a promise I'll make you. I think you'll make your own
fortunes or not either way, eh? But what we can offer you is the chance to
stand for that overly purple clutch out on those sands. Tisiath says I
should be asking you for a yes or no," Her tone starting to hint at
teasing, but only slightly and in good spirits, "So was that a yes then? Or
are you mulling it over just yet?"

"'Twould mean having t'wait a bit t'see that island too," Kassi throws out,
with a half-grin. "Or a longer span than a bit, depending. Me, though, I'd
say aye if'n 'twere you. Just in case you needed another opinion on the
matter."

Raykini lets his gaze wander to the clouds, watching them rather lazily.
He's quiet for a moment, fingers drumming on his arm once more as he mulls
things over. Finally his gaze returns to the riders in front of him. "Well,
the way I see it, I'm not really going anywhere for a while. And I don't
see why giving another chance at standing on the sands would hurt me.
Though, I'm not really fond of all the purple down there. So, I suppose
that's a yes."

Chuckling, Lanisa states, "Trust me, if on hatching day, you find a
lifemate out there. It could well happen so fast you never even notice the
color of the shell it burst from. But then, you've been on the sands
before, so you have an idea already how fast that can all go, eh?" She
gives a grin and then rolls her eyes at the blue who's deepened his croon
and is now presenting himself quite smugly as he regards Lysseth, "Yes,
yes, you overly oiled lug."

IGEN-> Lanisa wants to congratulate Raykini on being our latest Candidate :)

Lysseth twitches her wings, settling them just so in her pose of total lack
of concern. Does someone have cause to be smug? Why, she hadn't noticed.
"Insufferable wench," Kassi murmurs, far more fondly than such words are
usually spoken. "Glad t'have you, Raykini. Z'nal and I are the
Coordinators--you can come to us if'n you've any problems or concerns or
that sort of thing."

IGEN-> A'tan says, "Woohoo!!! Congrats Raykini"

IGEN-> A'tan says, "A new victi.....umm Candidate. Yeah, that's it"

Raykini offers a nod in agreement, "Aye. I do know what it's like on the
sands. I'll be all right down there, either way." He rubs the back of his
head idly. "All right, I'll make note of that." He can't help but chuckle
at the blue's antics.

IGEN-> Raykini says, "Thanks ^^'."

Tisiath Rumbles cheerfully, ignoring being ignored and only gaining a roll
of Lanisa's eyes for his efforts. "Insufferable." But that's clearly about
the dragon as she turns back to the others with a broad grin, "He'll get
over it. Faster than his ledge mate at least." she glances Kassi's way and
chuckles, "Aye. She and Z'nal will be the ones to see if you're needing
anything, really. And the barracks. You know where to be finding them, I'm
guessing? You can move your things in there and get set up while there are
still good choices of cots to be had."

"Does Daikoth ever get over aught?" Kassi asks. It has the sound of a
rhetorical question. "Aye--and there are knots in the Barracks too, which
you'll need. D'you have any questions now?"

Tisiath Rumbles cheerfully, ignoring being ignored and only gaining a roll
of Lanisa's eyes for his efforts. "Insufferable." But that's clearly about
the dragon as she turns back to the others with a broad grin, "He'll get
over it. Faster than his ledge mate at least." she glances Kassi's way and
chuckles, "Aye. She and Z'nal will be the ones to see if you're needing
anything, really. And the barracks. You know where to be finding them, I'm
guessing? You can move your things in there and get set up while there are
still good choices of cots to be had."

Raykini chuckles quietly, rubbing the back of his hea as he watches the
dragons, obviously amuse. "All right. I'll make sure to move my things into
the barracks, I know the drill from last time so it's not a big deal. And I
have a good idea as to where they are. Maybe if I'm lucky I'll get a cot by
Wall."

Lanisa chuckles, "I'd guess your chances are good of that at this point.
Give it another day or so and who can say. Still. Not like the days of
forty egg clutches at least. Then you wouldn't have nearly the room in
there." She gives a wink and then looks a bit distantly at her blue before
adding, "Speaking of Diakoth... Seems I'm being requested elsewhere. You
alright then, Raykini? I know you've been through this before, but aye, as
Kassi asked. If you had any questions just now, before I have to take my
leave?"

Kassima dips her chin. "There's still a fair number of options in there,
t'put it mildly. They're built t'be housing full Pass classes. If'n
Walladru wants t'switch cots t'be by yours, if'n he's surrounded, I certes
don't mind." She nods exaggerated agreement with Lanisa, rolling her eyes
as she does. "Madness back then! Sheer madness. I for one am nay sorry we
won't have so many, all things considered. But I should be heading home
too, unless you need aid in getting settled or the like; and a'fore I
forget--" The greenrider smiles broadly. "Congratulations."

Raykini nods his head, "I'm all right, I can find my way there all right.
And I have an idea as to what all I have to do. But thanks, I should head
that way and start moving my things."

Glancing from one to the other, Lani then grins and echoes Kassima, "Oh
aye. Congratulations, most certainly." Tisiath rumbles lightly, a reminder
in the tone and his rider chuckles, "Alright you lug." Then back to the
others, "I guess dinner for me will have to keep, and since you're
confident about being all set, well... I'll take my leave then. Good luck
to you, by the way. And I'm sure I'll see you around soon."

"Oh, shells, dinner!" Kassi pushes herself away from Lysseth. "Be right
back." Into the Living Cavern she darts, and back out with her plate,
glass, and silverware: ostensibly she'll return them later. "Watch me spill
this all over m'self when the lady takes off, but 'tis worth a try. G'deve,
Lani, Raykini."

Raykini offers a wave as he heads off towards the living caverns once more,
this time to get his things moved to his new home for a while.

Lanisa gives a wave to each as she heads on to her blue, chuckling slightly
as she swings up into place and straps in just before the blue then takes
to the sky.

Lanisa makes her way onto Tisiath's neck.

You place one hand on Lysseth's neck and she warbles down at you fondly.
You grin and scratch her eyeridges once before climbing up onto her lower
neckridges, using the riding straps and Lysseth's thoughtfully offered
foreleg.

<*> Raykini heads north along the wall of the Bowl.

<*> Lysseth spreads her wings to their full extent, bringing them down with
a rush of wind as she leaps nimbly into the air.

You spring into the air of the Bowl.