29.May.20, 01:56 PM
Her slightly troubled mood changed instantly at the unexpected call of her friend. She hadn’t expected him for at least a few hours, and hoped all was well with the people he was visiting with at the Weyr. His broad smile confirmed that all was well, and she was glad of that.
“Hey!” She grinned and bounded the couple of steps to the bluerider as he waved at the dance floor. She straightened in mock seriousness. “I am on a mission. I am absolutely determined to find a decent message pouch for Rudi. I simply cannot let another letter disappear between like the last two seem to have done.” Her mouth quirked at the corners as she imagined the look on her older brother’s face. “Alekse was apparently very confused to have him show up, very insistent about untying the extremely loose ribbon around his leg. There was a letter there…” She shrugged, rolled her eyes, and sighed in exaggerated frustration, relaxing her posture. “But nobody seems to make anything that tiny. I’ll look again later. I’m going cross-eyed staring at everything at these booths!”
Another song started up and she smirked sideways at R’dare. Crowds of people aimlessly wandering among booths weren’t something she enjoyed, but a crowded dance floor? That was a different story…her runner-honed athleticism allowed her move easily on the dance floor, and she greatly enjoyed the creativity it allowed her. This dance floor wasn’t yet occupied, save for a handful of others scattered about the edges, clumped and conversing with each other, but she had a feeling it would start to fill quickly as the afternoon progressed into evening. The stage hadn’t yet been filled with the usual compliment, but the lone harper with his guitar was certainly doing a stellar job for the moment. She looked forward to hearing what the full band sounded like if this was only a sample of the hall’s offerings. Her foot tapped to the beat and she swayed with the melody, snaking her hand to grab R’dare’s and pulling them both into the square. “I’m light on my feet, you’ll do just fine.”
“Hey!” She grinned and bounded the couple of steps to the bluerider as he waved at the dance floor. She straightened in mock seriousness. “I am on a mission. I am absolutely determined to find a decent message pouch for Rudi. I simply cannot let another letter disappear between like the last two seem to have done.” Her mouth quirked at the corners as she imagined the look on her older brother’s face. “Alekse was apparently very confused to have him show up, very insistent about untying the extremely loose ribbon around his leg. There was a letter there…” She shrugged, rolled her eyes, and sighed in exaggerated frustration, relaxing her posture. “But nobody seems to make anything that tiny. I’ll look again later. I’m going cross-eyed staring at everything at these booths!”
Another song started up and she smirked sideways at R’dare. Crowds of people aimlessly wandering among booths weren’t something she enjoyed, but a crowded dance floor? That was a different story…her runner-honed athleticism allowed her move easily on the dance floor, and she greatly enjoyed the creativity it allowed her. This dance floor wasn’t yet occupied, save for a handful of others scattered about the edges, clumped and conversing with each other, but she had a feeling it would start to fill quickly as the afternoon progressed into evening. The stage hadn’t yet been filled with the usual compliment, but the lone harper with his guitar was certainly doing a stellar job for the moment. She looked forward to hearing what the full band sounded like if this was only a sample of the hall’s offerings. Her foot tapped to the beat and she swayed with the melody, snaking her hand to grab R’dare’s and pulling them both into the square. “I’m light on my feet, you’ll do just fine.”