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29.Aug.17, 12:32 AM
Casa looked up from the paperwork she was completing – allocation of foods within the Weyr – at the knock on the doorframe. The door itself was open, as Casa didn’t particularly enjoy feeling trapped, and she was disinclined to make people feel as if they couldn’t come to her, if they needed to. Not that many people did, but that wasn’t really the point.
“Yes?” She asked, frowning slightly when she realised she was looking at a weyrbrat who was puffing, and holding a note in one hand. She smiled slightly as the child came forward and gave it to her, and Casa thanked him politely before turning to the note.
What is it?
“Okalinath’s clutch Hatched.” Casa said after reading the note, taking in the totals and new Impressions that were listed with interest. The number of gold flights seemed to be slowing down as the population of dragons grew, which was both good and a little saddening. It was fun, seeing new dragonets every couple of months, but Casa wasn’t sure that Pern could support ongoing Hatchings at such a frequent rate.
A shame we could not attend, Thallyath said mildly, and Casa could hear the young gold dragon shifting in the sun that was coming in their weyr where she was perched, the rustling of hide on stone was soothing. Casa gently put the note aside and stood, brushing her skirt pants out and smoothing down her top.
“I take it I was the first goldrider the child could find,” she mumbled, partly to herself and partly to Thallyath. “Do you know where the Weyrleaders are? I feel they should probably be informed of the new Telgar arrivals.” To be fair, the child probably should have simply asked Casa herself where the Weyrleaders were and continued on with the note to them; typical child, really, to palm it off on the first person that was more or less appropriate.
Considering it is midday, they are probably eating. Thallyath’s tart reply had Casa sighing slightly and she shook her head, brushing her blonde hair away from her face as she picked up the letter, and her completed paperwork; she needed to pass that over to Ameris for approval, as well.
“Thank you, Thallyath.” She replied, rolling her eyes, and left her weyr to hunt out the Weyrleaders. Her gold had made a good point, and Casa decided to try her luck in the dining hall first. Since Mizeath wasn’t sandbound, that meant neither she nor Ameris would be on the Sands. Casa didn’t imagine they enjoyed spending unneeded time in the hot cavern; as much as she wished Thallyath would Fly, Casa wasn’t really looking forward to her dragon being sandbound, broody and bored. She was quite snark enough on the best of days.
Entering the Dining Hall, Casa paused just in the doorway and looked over the heads, finally seeing what looked like the Weyrleaders. Excusing herself from a couple of cheerful Weyrlings, Casa made her way over to M’ris and Ameris, smiling slightly and waiting politely for a break in their conversation to interrupt.
“We got word from Telgar,” she said lightly, placing the letter on the table between the couple so they could decide who would read it first. “Okalinath’s clutch Hatched successfully.”
Insulting Truths, Jenn
One or both of you are welcome to reply <3 I figured it would be a good way to dust of Casa!
“Yes?” She asked, frowning slightly when she realised she was looking at a weyrbrat who was puffing, and holding a note in one hand. She smiled slightly as the child came forward and gave it to her, and Casa thanked him politely before turning to the note.
“Okalinath’s clutch Hatched.” Casa said after reading the note, taking in the totals and new Impressions that were listed with interest. The number of gold flights seemed to be slowing down as the population of dragons grew, which was both good and a little saddening. It was fun, seeing new dragonets every couple of months, but Casa wasn’t sure that Pern could support ongoing Hatchings at such a frequent rate.
“I take it I was the first goldrider the child could find,” she mumbled, partly to herself and partly to Thallyath. “Do you know where the Weyrleaders are? I feel they should probably be informed of the new Telgar arrivals.” To be fair, the child probably should have simply asked Casa herself where the Weyrleaders were and continued on with the note to them; typical child, really, to palm it off on the first person that was more or less appropriate.
“Thank you, Thallyath.” She replied, rolling her eyes, and left her weyr to hunt out the Weyrleaders. Her gold had made a good point, and Casa decided to try her luck in the dining hall first. Since Mizeath wasn’t sandbound, that meant neither she nor Ameris would be on the Sands. Casa didn’t imagine they enjoyed spending unneeded time in the hot cavern; as much as she wished Thallyath would Fly, Casa wasn’t really looking forward to her dragon being sandbound, broody and bored. She was quite snark enough on the best of days.
Entering the Dining Hall, Casa paused just in the doorway and looked over the heads, finally seeing what looked like the Weyrleaders. Excusing herself from a couple of cheerful Weyrlings, Casa made her way over to M’ris and Ameris, smiling slightly and waiting politely for a break in their conversation to interrupt.
“We got word from Telgar,” she said lightly, placing the letter on the table between the couple so they could decide who would read it first. “Okalinath’s clutch Hatched successfully.”
Insulting Truths, Jenn
One or both of you are welcome to reply <3 I figured it would be a good way to dust of Casa!
