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24.Mar.21, 07:09 AM
“Excellent!” B’jin beamed, clapping his hands together when Rakka agreed to come to the Weyr, not bothering to answer her first question as she’d clearly figured it out a moment later. Her curtsy was cute, and B’jin tossed her a cheerful wink when she looked back up at him again. “You’ll need to collect any belongings you wish to bring with you. The Weyr will provide you most basic necessities but a lot of people find they prefer to bring their own stuff.”
He smiled at her again, and tilted his head. “You should also let your family know you’re going. You’ve been Searched for Telgar, but you won’t be locked there and can Stand at any Clutch.” As he spoke, B’jin noticed that a couple of young men had joined them, and he included them in his little speech, smiling warmly at them all. Larrikith and Tybalith had approved them, and Larrikith said there were a couple more that they were umming over.
“You’ll also be able to come back and visit any time! The elder Weyrlings tend to end up with taxi duty, but we’re a friendly bunch,” as a whole, anyway. B’jin knew of more than a couple less friendly dragonriders, but he wasn’t interested in scaring their new candidates away, but rather making sure they all knew they could come home to visit any time they wanted, so long as their Weyrlingmaster agreed to letting them out of the Weyr. Which, mostly they weren’t too fussed about. It was only after the Touching that the Candidates would find themselves chained to the Weyr in anticipation fo the Hatching.
B’jin nodded to himself, and to the small group. “You can bring one bag of stuff, but we can come back at a later date if you forget something.” He spread his hands wide, and grinned broadly. “Go collect your stuff, kids, and meet us back here. Off you go!” B’jin made shooing motions with his hands, and watched the youngsters skitter off, turning to see what R’nd was up to, before checking on D’lyne.
He smiled at her again, and tilted his head. “You should also let your family know you’re going. You’ve been Searched for Telgar, but you won’t be locked there and can Stand at any Clutch.” As he spoke, B’jin noticed that a couple of young men had joined them, and he included them in his little speech, smiling warmly at them all. Larrikith and Tybalith had approved them, and Larrikith said there were a couple more that they were umming over.
“You’ll also be able to come back and visit any time! The elder Weyrlings tend to end up with taxi duty, but we’re a friendly bunch,” as a whole, anyway. B’jin knew of more than a couple less friendly dragonriders, but he wasn’t interested in scaring their new candidates away, but rather making sure they all knew they could come home to visit any time they wanted, so long as their Weyrlingmaster agreed to letting them out of the Weyr. Which, mostly they weren’t too fussed about. It was only after the Touching that the Candidates would find themselves chained to the Weyr in anticipation fo the Hatching.
B’jin nodded to himself, and to the small group. “You can bring one bag of stuff, but we can come back at a later date if you forget something.” He spread his hands wide, and grinned broadly. “Go collect your stuff, kids, and meet us back here. Off you go!” B’jin made shooing motions with his hands, and watched the youngsters skitter off, turning to see what R’nd was up to, before checking on D’lyne.
