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05.Sep.19, 10:33 AM
Madiquel gasped, her eyes wide, and also spun to wave frantically at T’ryn, blowing him a kiss in thanks, feeling quite ashamed about not thanking him the moment Syrendryth had landed to let Vaera off of him and to spend time with her. Well! She’d just have to get a gift for him! A’tay would know just what to get him, and would no doubt help her obtain the gift. With that decided, Madiquel turned her attention back to her best friend and her baby dragon.
“She’s grown so much!” Madiquel said, latching onto Vaera’s hand and leading her fellow apprentice into the main weyr, and then through there. She stopped to introduce Vaera to anyone she didn’t already know, but didn’t let them linger. Zezeth led the way happily, stopping to look back over her shoulder whenever Madiquel paused to talk to her fellow humans, Zezeth’s emotions flowing back in such a manner that had Madiquel giggling and excusing herself with an anxious look towards her dragonet every time. “She’s also somewhat exasperated by me at the moment,” Madiquel explained quietly to Vaera, giggling again as Zezeth snorted at them and then nosed the bedroom door open.
“In here,” Madiquel said, pushing the door open further and leading Vaera in, and then closing the door with a low click. Zezeth had already bounded up onto the bed and made herself comfortable. She was so much bigger now, and leaving a lot less space for Madiquel – there was still space, but a lot less than when they’d first taken up residence in the room. Leading Vaera over to the bed, Madiquel settled herself and curled her feet under herself, grinning at Vaera as she made herself comfortable, too. “What were your questions?” Madiquel asked, laughing softly, before she started answering them, both of them knowing she didn’t forget questions that quickly, no matter how excited she was.
“It’s strange!” Madiquel said, glancing at Zezeth and smiling lightly before turning back to Vaera. “I never wanted this,” she gestured at the dragonet, the room at large, the change in her life. “But I couldn’t imagine not having Zee now?” She sighed, and shrugged one shoulder. “I miss learning Healing,” she said, “but I guess I’m still doing more than most Weyrlings, considering these three.”
“Mostly we’re not learning a whole lot,” she laughed. “Focusing on keeping the babies alive, really. From what I understand – we’ve compared lessons, TayTay and I – ” she smiled slightly, but didn’t indicate just how much time the young bronzerider had been spending with her, especially in the first week! For a bit over the first seven days, the only time Madiquel had felt it was safe to sleep was when A’tay was there to keep an eye on Zezeth. She was less obsessed with the fact that her dragon might die, now, and leave her alone to flounder in the darkness like her Papa, but it was still there and Madiquel had a feeling it would never go, because she knew so intimately what it was like for a dragonless rider.
“The first week is usually a lot of eating and sleeping, but we’re several weeks into eating and sleeping now.” She shrugged slightly. “I have a feeling most of our Weyrlinghood will be delayed, because of the rough start.” A pouty look was given to Vaera, “but hopefully not too much, because I want to come back to the Hall!” A wide-eyed pause. “Do you think I can come back?” She hadn’t actually had a chance to speak to Verec, to make sure it was still in the cards. She had just assumed, and suddenly she realised she’d been assuming and she went crimson with embarrassment. What if he didn’t want her to come back?
“She’s grown so much!” Madiquel said, latching onto Vaera’s hand and leading her fellow apprentice into the main weyr, and then through there. She stopped to introduce Vaera to anyone she didn’t already know, but didn’t let them linger. Zezeth led the way happily, stopping to look back over her shoulder whenever Madiquel paused to talk to her fellow humans, Zezeth’s emotions flowing back in such a manner that had Madiquel giggling and excusing herself with an anxious look towards her dragonet every time. “She’s also somewhat exasperated by me at the moment,” Madiquel explained quietly to Vaera, giggling again as Zezeth snorted at them and then nosed the bedroom door open.
“In here,” Madiquel said, pushing the door open further and leading Vaera in, and then closing the door with a low click. Zezeth had already bounded up onto the bed and made herself comfortable. She was so much bigger now, and leaving a lot less space for Madiquel – there was still space, but a lot less than when they’d first taken up residence in the room. Leading Vaera over to the bed, Madiquel settled herself and curled her feet under herself, grinning at Vaera as she made herself comfortable, too. “What were your questions?” Madiquel asked, laughing softly, before she started answering them, both of them knowing she didn’t forget questions that quickly, no matter how excited she was.
“It’s strange!” Madiquel said, glancing at Zezeth and smiling lightly before turning back to Vaera. “I never wanted this,” she gestured at the dragonet, the room at large, the change in her life. “But I couldn’t imagine not having Zee now?” She sighed, and shrugged one shoulder. “I miss learning Healing,” she said, “but I guess I’m still doing more than most Weyrlings, considering these three.”
“Mostly we’re not learning a whole lot,” she laughed. “Focusing on keeping the babies alive, really. From what I understand – we’ve compared lessons, TayTay and I – ” she smiled slightly, but didn’t indicate just how much time the young bronzerider had been spending with her, especially in the first week! For a bit over the first seven days, the only time Madiquel had felt it was safe to sleep was when A’tay was there to keep an eye on Zezeth. She was less obsessed with the fact that her dragon might die, now, and leave her alone to flounder in the darkness like her Papa, but it was still there and Madiquel had a feeling it would never go, because she knew so intimately what it was like for a dragonless rider.
“The first week is usually a lot of eating and sleeping, but we’re several weeks into eating and sleeping now.” She shrugged slightly. “I have a feeling most of our Weyrlinghood will be delayed, because of the rough start.” A pouty look was given to Vaera, “but hopefully not too much, because I want to come back to the Hall!” A wide-eyed pause. “Do you think I can come back?” She hadn’t actually had a chance to speak to Verec, to make sure it was still in the cards. She had just assumed, and suddenly she realised she’d been assuming and she went crimson with embarrassment. What if he didn’t want her to come back?
