Lizardus Coitus Interruptus [Kiamyn/Z'lud]

"I guess you did!" Kia laughed. Tickling her lizard's chin to see his reaction. "What a great thing to happen on your name da- What's wrong?" She asked as she heard her friend sputtering. Seeing the half eaten scone in her hand, Kia frantically fished around for the carafe of klah she brought along and the two cups. "Two seconds~" she said, pouring, "here! Drink up!" Kia waited for Syra to stop coughing before pouring her another cup and pouring herself one.

"Here's to a happy name day and not choking on scones. You should find something a little more pleasant to choke on." Kia winked at Syra, taking a drink of her klah. The drink was always a pleasant one and often warmed her insides a bit like wine, making her smile and savor. She picked up a bit of the wherry meat and layered it on a bun with a bit of freshly-made cheese before taking a happy bite and offering some of the cheese to Echo for smelling.

Echo promptly turned his nose away and chortled at her disapprovingly. "It's good, and it's not my fault that you won't try it," she scolded the little beast. Suddenly Kiamyn perked up, remembering something important. "By Faranth's... I've got to go! I forgot something in my rush to get to you!" Kia hopped up, smoothing out her skirts before smiling at Syra. "Don't forget... do something hot then when you're all relaxed, come find me. I have a surprise for you, too." And without further ado, nor her pack, Kia ran off towards the weyr.

Kiamyn was in the kitchen putting on the final touches to Syra's surprise dinner. She carefully basted this roast with the help of half the kitchen staff all making their signature foods. Thankfully Kia was quite skilled at making meats, but half a day in a kitchen with sharp objects was putting quite a strain on Kia to keep herself free of accidents. When all was said and done, Kia had a special table laid out in the minor-eating-hall for her friend complete with pies, roasts, bread-bowls, and (in some people's eyes) most importantly, mead. Lots and lots of mead.

Kia stood back and enjoyed her handi-work for a moment before summoning a nearby weyrling. "Go find Syra if she's back at the weyr, please. If you find her, don't tell her what's going on." The weyrling smiled and a few of the kitchen staff patted her on the back, impressed by the amount of work they all did. The table had a few vases of wild flowers on it. Most of the kitchen staff, and all of Syra's friends would be sitting here tonight, nearly everyone on the list knowing about this for a week. "Now all that's left is for her to get here. Places, everyone!"