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07.Aug.19, 11:25 PM
Verec didn’t hate dragonriders. He didn’t. They just made his life annoyingly complicated and were the source of too many headaches. But that didn’t mean he hated them. Verec even liked some of them. Namely his former students, even if interacting with them these days was…awkward. Especially now that some of them were his students again. They were Healers, but they were also dragonriders and it was an odd situation to navigate.
Didn’t mean he would stop complaining about dragonriders, though.
Like how their Hatchings were either perfectly tame and straightforward or absolute disasters and there was no way to predict which would be which. The upcoming one at Ista was an unknown, though Verec didn’t fully understand all the details. Something about the father? What he knew was that it was tiny, only six eggs, which was the smallest dragon clutch he’d ever heard of. Which, knowing hatchlings, would cause enough problems for at least twenty dragonets. Because why would this be easy.
When L’gan showed up at his office, Verec had been pointedly not thinking about dragons or dragonriders and was working his way through the current roster of which Healers were assigned where on Pern to make sure everyone was where it made most sense for them to be. The knock on his door wasn’t entirely unwelcome, as Verec was getting a headache from squinting at the tiny, cramped handwriting of the man who had written up the rosters. He’d need to find someone to do this next time with better handwriting, Verec decided, he was wasting far too much time trying to interpret what individual words were for the process to be efficient. Though when he called for the person to enter and L’gan walked in, Verec wasn’t sure if whatever was about to be said would make his headache less
“L’gan. Sit,” he said, hoping it was nothing too complicated. Thankfully, despite being about the Hatching, it wasn’t.
“You and...Eb’zer will both be added to the roster for the Hatching,” Verec said, hesitating a moment before Eb’zer’s name. He still had trouble remembering to use the honorific. Same issue with L’gan, truth be told, but he’d had longer to get used to the change. “Sariel, however, will not be serving as a Healer at the Hatching. If she is Standing as a Candidate, which as of the last time I checked she will be, than she cannot also be there in any capacity as a Healer.” That was idiocy, no one could expect her to be both things at once, it was both unfair to her and unsafe. If they were relying on her presence as a Healer, they would be behind if she were to Impress or be injured while Standing. No, Verec would not allow it.
“I will be choosing three others in addition to myself, all over thirty and less likely to be attractive to Candidates. You and Eb’zer will be allowed to work the Hatching, but only because you have both already Impressed. I instituted the new policy around a minimum age to work at a Hatching after last turn,” Verec said, the last part a touch darkly. He’d made it a rule that only Healers thirty turns or over could be posted at Hatchings after Eb’zer Impressed the turn before. That had been enough the dragonriders had taken from the Hall for nothing. Verec would tolerate no more of it.
“I assume that is acceptable to you?” Verec asked, voiced as a question but his expression made it very clear L’gan had no ability to change his decisions.
Didn’t mean he would stop complaining about dragonriders, though.
Like how their Hatchings were either perfectly tame and straightforward or absolute disasters and there was no way to predict which would be which. The upcoming one at Ista was an unknown, though Verec didn’t fully understand all the details. Something about the father? What he knew was that it was tiny, only six eggs, which was the smallest dragon clutch he’d ever heard of. Which, knowing hatchlings, would cause enough problems for at least twenty dragonets. Because why would this be easy.
When L’gan showed up at his office, Verec had been pointedly not thinking about dragons or dragonriders and was working his way through the current roster of which Healers were assigned where on Pern to make sure everyone was where it made most sense for them to be. The knock on his door wasn’t entirely unwelcome, as Verec was getting a headache from squinting at the tiny, cramped handwriting of the man who had written up the rosters. He’d need to find someone to do this next time with better handwriting, Verec decided, he was wasting far too much time trying to interpret what individual words were for the process to be efficient. Though when he called for the person to enter and L’gan walked in, Verec wasn’t sure if whatever was about to be said would make his headache less
“L’gan. Sit,” he said, hoping it was nothing too complicated. Thankfully, despite being about the Hatching, it wasn’t.
“You and...Eb’zer will both be added to the roster for the Hatching,” Verec said, hesitating a moment before Eb’zer’s name. He still had trouble remembering to use the honorific. Same issue with L’gan, truth be told, but he’d had longer to get used to the change. “Sariel, however, will not be serving as a Healer at the Hatching. If she is Standing as a Candidate, which as of the last time I checked she will be, than she cannot also be there in any capacity as a Healer.” That was idiocy, no one could expect her to be both things at once, it was both unfair to her and unsafe. If they were relying on her presence as a Healer, they would be behind if she were to Impress or be injured while Standing. No, Verec would not allow it.
“I will be choosing three others in addition to myself, all over thirty and less likely to be attractive to Candidates. You and Eb’zer will be allowed to work the Hatching, but only because you have both already Impressed. I instituted the new policy around a minimum age to work at a Hatching after last turn,” Verec said, the last part a touch darkly. He’d made it a rule that only Healers thirty turns or over could be posted at Hatchings after Eb’zer Impressed the turn before. That had been enough the dragonriders had taken from the Hall for nothing. Verec would tolerate no more of it.
“I assume that is acceptable to you?” Verec asked, voiced as a question but his expression made it very clear L’gan had no ability to change his decisions.
