20.Jan.12, 06:31 AM
He is very unhappy. Larrikith intoned quietly, her head tilting as she peered at the man in question, her eyes swirling lightly in colours that dictated her uncomfortable mood.
I know that, love
I don't think you do, the dragon returned, her voice frowning even if her features couldn't convey the scrunching of eyebrows she didn't have. He was unhappy before he came here, for a long time, I think.
B'jin blinked, as he realised that Larrikith was poking around in the youngster's head. He probably should tell her off for it, but it had become a regular occurrence for the dragons to delve into the minds of those they stole away from the North - they had to be sound, before being offered the chance to Impress - and the easiest, surest way to be certain that a potential candidate wouldn't cause a dragon to Suicide (such as that one girl in Renewed Hope) was to thoroughly dig into their mind, their memories, and their thoughts.
I didn't dig deep enough, Larrikith admitted, sounding chastened. He is not candidate material.
B'jin froze for a moment, and turned frowning brown eyes upon his dragon. Wonderful, love. Not only have we stolen a master crafter, but we have also stolen one who is not mentally stable. Well done! Sarcasm dripped from the thoughts. We're going to be lost between -- if we're lucky! Shaking his head, B'jin turned his attention back upon Talian as he asked his question.
"Well, you will be given a room here on Candidate Isle, until a dragon-test confirms you aren't going to flee on us and put Katila at risk of discovery. Which, coincidentally, is why no one is allowed to return North. You will meet either Weyrwoman Tusen, Weyrleader D'ren, or perhaps both. Probably both, considering your rank and status."
B'jin paused, to allow Talian time to take that in. After a moment, he continued. "Once you have adjusted sufficiently, you will be allowed to move in to Katila proper. Once there, you will likely be melded into the Healer Hall, while also being shuffled into our Chore Wings - everyone here is required to pull their weight and chores alternate on a regular basis." A thoughtful pause. "We have Gathers, to spice things up, and sometimes interesting things happen. We have enough green beauties to fly every other day at least, and there is a feline pride on the outskirts of the Weyr that have caused a few problems recently."
I know that, love
I don't think you do, the dragon returned, her voice frowning even if her features couldn't convey the scrunching of eyebrows she didn't have. He was unhappy before he came here, for a long time, I think.
B'jin blinked, as he realised that Larrikith was poking around in the youngster's head. He probably should tell her off for it, but it had become a regular occurrence for the dragons to delve into the minds of those they stole away from the North - they had to be sound, before being offered the chance to Impress - and the easiest, surest way to be certain that a potential candidate wouldn't cause a dragon to Suicide (such as that one girl in Renewed Hope) was to thoroughly dig into their mind, their memories, and their thoughts.
I didn't dig deep enough, Larrikith admitted, sounding chastened. He is not candidate material.
B'jin froze for a moment, and turned frowning brown eyes upon his dragon. Wonderful, love. Not only have we stolen a master crafter, but we have also stolen one who is not mentally stable. Well done! Sarcasm dripped from the thoughts. We're going to be lost between -- if we're lucky! Shaking his head, B'jin turned his attention back upon Talian as he asked his question.
"Well, you will be given a room here on Candidate Isle, until a dragon-test confirms you aren't going to flee on us and put Katila at risk of discovery. Which, coincidentally, is why no one is allowed to return North. You will meet either Weyrwoman Tusen, Weyrleader D'ren, or perhaps both. Probably both, considering your rank and status."
B'jin paused, to allow Talian time to take that in. After a moment, he continued. "Once you have adjusted sufficiently, you will be allowed to move in to Katila proper. Once there, you will likely be melded into the Healer Hall, while also being shuffled into our Chore Wings - everyone here is required to pull their weight and chores alternate on a regular basis." A thoughtful pause. "We have Gathers, to spice things up, and sometimes interesting things happen. We have enough green beauties to fly every other day at least, and there is a feline pride on the outskirts of the Weyr that have caused a few problems recently."
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