08.Feb.12, 06:20 PM
Quote:"Therefore, it's been decided that from now on, female candidacy will be strictly limited. Fewer women will be permitted to stand for hatchings and are instead encouraged to contribute to the native Katilan population through childbearing. I understand that this is a distasteful situation, but hear me out. Isolated as we are, we need young humans just as badly as we need young dragons."
Lymlseia felt her jaw drop. She felt her heartbeat racing as D'ren spoke a set of words she though were unimaginable.
She drew a deep breath, she felt the her nose sting, and her eyes begin to water with indignation. She rose and started to leave how could she be used as breeding mare. Not on her watch! Her job was dispense knowledge, information, contraceptives.. and now she was going to be 'excluded' from something that she was just getting used to the idea of -candidacy-.
She left the small table where she sat and stalked after D'ren. "D'ren!" she was almost sure she was shouting as her heart pounded and she walked towards him. She felt the tears stinging her eyes as she tried to race to his side. "D'ren, Weyrleader-- I don't mean any disrespect, but you do realize the strain and stress your putting on the Weyr essentially by putting a mandate out for them... reproduce.. by decree... don't you?" she asks. She'd heard it, she interpreted, but she admtted to herself she was twisting it a bit.
"As a candidate and a woman," she began in a firm tone "and as a Healer & midwife, I am going to caution you in this ruling. " she breathed simplly trying to calm down as her tears started to cloud her mind. "I just worry that turning women into breeding mares--" she practically spat the words "Is a poor choice. More women reproducing will put a strain on them. Pregnancy, childbirth.. the changes in body and mind.. can the men of the weyr handle essentially women who are proddy for nine months? In large numbers?"