Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
02.Mar.19, 08:05 AM
Turns of helping her father, and Madiquel could read him like a book – she knew what he was feeling and half the time she knew what he was thinking. It was everyone else that she had difficulty reading, and so it was no surprise that Madiquel was completely oblivious to Verec’s exasperation at her question. Instead, the girl watched him with rapt attention as he once more spoke, and she nodded seriously at his answer. She was pleased to hear she would have time off each month, and she knew her Papa would be impossible to keep away, even if she was only free for a few hours during any given day. That thought made her smile, and she stood up quietly when it was obvious the Master Healer had finished speaking.
“Thank you, Sir,” She dropped a curtsy; it was awkward, but more so because she’d suddenly decided she should do it mid-movement to exit the room than because of a lack of practice. She practiced doing curtsies with Rhaedalyn and her girls before, with the help of the Gold Mentor. For some reason the woman had felt that it was important, and Madiquel was much too polite to argue. She’d ended up making a game of it with the children and playfully mocking R’nya alongside Rhaedalyn when he returned home that evening.
Madiquel fumbled for a moment at the doorway, wondering if she should do or say anything else, before flashing a brilliant smile at Verec and ducking out the door. She clasped her hands together, and covered her mouth, squealing into them so the sound was muffled as she danced on the spot excitedly. Glancing around as she composed herself – except for the massive grin on her face – Madiquel was pleased not to see anyone. Taking a deep breath, she tried to find the strength to walk back to the outside (and managed) but the moment she got outside and spotted R’nya with Xyreith, Madiquel broke into a run. Hiking her skirts up, Madiquel bolted across the snowy grounds (ignoring the looks of current students) and threw herself at the bronzerider.
“HE SAID YES!” She shrieked, laughing giddily as the Weyrleader picked her up and spun her around before setting her firmly back on her feet. R’nya waited patiently as Madiquel sent a quick note to her father via Clover, and then one to A’tay. With that done, Madiquel skipped along giddily with R’nya as they went to find the Dining Hall for a late lunch, and then the Journeyman Master Verec had mentioned would be able to help her settle in.
“Thank you, Sir,” She dropped a curtsy; it was awkward, but more so because she’d suddenly decided she should do it mid-movement to exit the room than because of a lack of practice. She practiced doing curtsies with Rhaedalyn and her girls before, with the help of the Gold Mentor. For some reason the woman had felt that it was important, and Madiquel was much too polite to argue. She’d ended up making a game of it with the children and playfully mocking R’nya alongside Rhaedalyn when he returned home that evening.
Madiquel fumbled for a moment at the doorway, wondering if she should do or say anything else, before flashing a brilliant smile at Verec and ducking out the door. She clasped her hands together, and covered her mouth, squealing into them so the sound was muffled as she danced on the spot excitedly. Glancing around as she composed herself – except for the massive grin on her face – Madiquel was pleased not to see anyone. Taking a deep breath, she tried to find the strength to walk back to the outside (and managed) but the moment she got outside and spotted R’nya with Xyreith, Madiquel broke into a run. Hiking her skirts up, Madiquel bolted across the snowy grounds (ignoring the looks of current students) and threw herself at the bronzerider.
“HE SAID YES!” She shrieked, laughing giddily as the Weyrleader picked her up and spun her around before setting her firmly back on her feet. R’nya waited patiently as Madiquel sent a quick note to her father via Clover, and then one to A’tay. With that done, Madiquel skipped along giddily with R’nya as they went to find the Dining Hall for a late lunch, and then the Journeyman Master Verec had mentioned would be able to help her settle in.
