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Joslyn - Wednesday, October 28, 1998, 4:25 PM
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The following is a roleplay-log from SouCon MUSH (soucon.godlike.com 4201). The world of Pern is copyright to Anne McCaffrey.
From the barracks, Veylith steps down from the stone couch, down to the floor.
From the barracks, Veylith moves towards the the Lakeside Meadow.
From the barracks, Onshana watches Shereth return quickly to her side.
From the barracks, Lily walks over from the Lakeside Meadow.
From the barracks, Tybeth lumbers over from the Lakeside Meadow.
Dragon> Ceruth bespoke Jeuneth, Fenth, Shereth, and Tybeth with << Please ensure you are in the barracks. My rider comes. >>
From the barracks, N'all strides over from the Lakeside Meadow.
You climb down from Jeuneth's couch.
Jeuneth climbs down from Jeuneth's couch.
N'all walks in, his face a mixture of reluctance and happiness. He walks to the podium, and sets down his stack of hides, "Tonight there will be no lecture."
Onshana sits on her cot, while Shereth resides in it.. The girl is polishing the grren's sharp claws
Ana looks a bit surprised at the Weyrlingmaster's announcement. She looks at the other Weyrlings for a moment, before turning her attention back.
Joslyn's bent industriously over a hide, waiting for the Weyrlingmaster and only too pleased to dispose of said hide upon his arrival. "No lecture, sir?" she repeats with a syrupy sort of disappointment.
Lily cocks her head up at N'all, her expression also one of surprise. Her hand rests on Tybeth's head, though she stops scritching the green and waits.
N'all shakes his head to Joslyn, "No lecture, instead, I want you all to show me your riding straps."
N'all steps down from the podium.
N'all starts inspecting straps, Vira, Shadara, and J'mis inspecting others.
Onshana jumps up and pulls out Shereth's straps. She hefts them for inspection.
Lily pulls her straps out, holding them in her lap untill she's asked to show them. They are softened and lined and she strokes the leather for a moment before holding them out.
N'all nods to a weyrling, then stops in front of another, he easily rips a buckle out of where it's stitched in, "That would have killed you." No further admonishment necessary. He stops in front of Onshana.
Joslyn blinks a few times at N'all, then at the rest of his staff, and the busily rummages up the straps and lays them out for the inspecting. They're by no means pretty, but well and patiently made and look sturdy enough.
With Fenth's encouraging nudge, Ana scrambles over to the safe-keeping spot she has stored her straps. She pulls them out and returns to her seated position, holding the straps lightly in her hands.
N'all's expert eyes scan Onshana's straps, he nods, "Pass." He moves on to Ana, and inspects hers.
Onshana looks totaly relieved at N'all announcement and lays them across her chair while she watches the rest.
Ana holds up her hands, displaying the straps for N'all. She bites her lower lip nervously.
N'all's eyes scan as his hands twist, tug, pull and try to destroy Ana's straps. They don't break, but N'all does point out a patch of suede, "That's too rough. Replace that tomorrow. Pass." He moves on to Joslyn.
Joslyn sits on the edge of her cot beside her straps, looking them over with just a little possessive pride before she smiles up at the Weyrlingmasters. She's awfully proud of those ugly straps.
Ana nods as N'all drops the straps back in her hands. She looks at Fenth, who returns the look...and in a moment, she giggles "Stop that" she hisses.
N'all looks at them and winces, "Well, like a watch-wher, I'm sure they'll serve SOME sort of function. Pass."
N'all walks to the middle of the room, the other 90 weyrlings completed, "Okay, listen up!"
Onshana watches the Weyrlingmaster sort of curious about what he's got planned.
J'mis hurriedly finishes inspecting Lily's straps, and grins sheepishly at N'all. N'all just shakes his head, "Okay, people, tonight, Faranth help us, you're going to take your first flight."
Lily lets out a breath after passing inspection. She looks up obediently, her eyes curious. Tybeth nudges her, and she loops her arm around the green.
Joslyn drops the smile promptly in favor of a frown for N'all, putting one hand over a particularly un-pretty patch of stitches and grumbling briefly to herself. She shugs up in favor of listening up, though, looking rather stunned at the declaration. "I told you so, first," she can be heard to remark quietly.
Onshana breaks out into an excited smile and throws her arms around Shereth. "Did you hear that Shereth?"
Lily blinks once, twice and opens her mouth. Then, she just grins, "Really?" Tybeth croons, her eyes whirling in a mirror of her lifemate's excitement.
N'all continues, "Your dragons should have been gliding for a while now, and they all look plenty strong enough. Don't get too excited, you'll just hop up, take a few wingbeats and land back down on the ground. The drill will be repeated three times so you know that it's not a fluke that your dragon knows how to fly."
Ana's jaw drops open, but it is just as quickly shut. Fenth lets out a loud, happy bugle before being shushed by his lifemate.
Shereth rumbles in amusement at her Lifemates excitement. Of course she can do it.. Shereth is perfect, she can do anything.
N'all grins, "Now, while your dragon knows how to fly. You. . . do not. So, what to watch out for. When your dragon takes off, you'll feel like it's you flying. The first Weyrling I see flapping his arms in his straps owes me 10 circuits around the landing field. You can smile as much as you want, however." He cracks a grin at his joke.
Talking to herself and Jeuneth at the same time, Joslyn hops down from her cot and starts gathering up the straps spread across it directly. Jeuneth just waits attentively, looking between her lifemate and Ceruth's lifemate every now and then while she waits.
N'all says "Okay, first, you all should have been practicing putting your straps on and off your dragons. Actually, if you were like me, you were doing it before you were told to. So, go ahead and put the straps on your dragons."
Lily nods, mumbling under her breath, "No flapping..." So, she just grins...and grins some more...at the signal, she hops up and grabs the straps. Tybeth moves closer and Lily deftly buckles the straps around the green, tightening and loosening them in places and making sure the green is comfortable.
Joslyn has probably been practicing, sure, but that doesn't mean this is going to be easy. With a great deal of verbal direction for Jeuneth's sake, she manages to get all the buckles properly fastened and all the straps properly affixed and then stands beside the be-strapped dragon, grinning proudly.
The straps go around Fenth easily...Ana had to fit them to the blue, of course. She goes through a series of checks...tugging here and there to make sure they're snug and comfortable and secure.
N'all chuckles, and smiles proudly at the assemblage, and quickly the straps are checked to ensure that they are adjusted properly. A few corrections are issued here and there.
Lily double checks her straps....then triple checks them. Tybeth croons louder and Lily just beams, "Yes I know you're ready, love."
Shereth stretches as she pulls herself onto her feet, at Onshana's promting. The girl easily puts on the straps. Shifting them as needed and tightening them as well. Once done she pat's shereth on the side. "How's that Shereth?" When she get a satified rumble from the dragon, she faces the Weyrlingmaster with a bit of a lop-sided smile.
Ceruth ambles across from the Lakeside Meadow.
Ceruth has arrived.
Fenth shifts his weight from one side to the other, restlessly. He keeps nudging Ana while she's checking...sending her into another fit of giggles. "Fenth...we can't keep anyone waiting" she chides, stepping back, apparantly satisfied.
Dragon> Ceruth bespoke Southern Weyr with << This is a warning - weyrlings will be aloft. >>
N'all says "Okay, everyone, WALK to the landing field. Let's go."
N'all amends himself, "To the meadow just outside."
N'all walks toward the Lakeside Meadow.
Ana walks toward the Lakeside Meadow.
You walk over to the Lakeside Meadow.
Fenth lumbers over from the Weyrling Barracks.
Jeuneth> Walk? What's that? Lily's just going to walk really *fast* to the landing field... Tybeth goes just as
Jeuneth ambles across from the Weyrling Barracks.
Lily walks over from the Weyrling Barracks.
Tybeth ambles across from the Weyrling Barracks.
Shereth ambles across from the Weyrling Barracks.
Onshana strides over from the Weyrling Barracks.
Dragon> Southern Weyr sense that Tiarnathcroons thoughfully, << Can I come play with them? >>
Dragon> Ceruth bespoke Southern Weyr with << it would be. . .unadvisable. >>
Dragon> Southern Weyr sense that Tiarnath rumbles at that << Maybe I'll wait. I'll only confuse them with my superior flying tactics. When they are older, I can confuse them more! >>
Ceruth ambles across from the Weyrling Barracks.
J'mis mounts Vagranth and takes to the sky.
N'all says "okay, everyone. Mount up!"
"No, you /have/ to get lower, lovely," says Joslyn, standing with her hands on her hips and looking at Jeuneth's foreleg with a rather bemused grin quirking her lips. "Because I'm short and you're not, dearling." Jeuneth snorts slightly but crouches lower nonetheless. "That's a dear."
You approach Jeuneth just as the Queen crouches for you, one foreleg bent to allow you an easier mount.
** Lily strokes Tybeth's head before grinning, "All the way down love." Tybeth obeys, crouching down and Lily smiles and pats her again.
** Onshana moves to Irioth's side. "You ready?" She asks the green. In responce Shereth holds out a foreleg as a boost. With practice from the ground exercises, Onshana hops up and settles herself between neckridges.
** Ana springs up on Fenth's back, with the blue's assistance and convenient riding straps.
** Lily climbs up onto Tybeth's back.
** Onshana climbs up onto Shereth's back, with some help from her fore arm.
** N'all calls out, "I do NOT have all evening here, people. That's better. Okay, Josy, I'm sure you're eager to show off, right?"
Joslyn would /never/ show off, nope nope nope. "Me, sir? No, sir." She shakes her head in rapid denial of that, though she is just bubbling to get this done - as is Jeuneth with her flickering tail and quickly flittered wings. "But we're ready t'fly if that's what you mean, sir."
** N'all shakes his head, "You'll go last." He looks at Ana, "Okay, Ana, J'mis is airborne to assist. Just take off, fly a circle, and land."
** Mounted on Tybeth, Lily just grins and nods her head. Oh, she's ready. Tybeth lashes her tail expectantly.
** From atop Fenth, Ana nods just slightly to acknowledge the Weyrlingmaster. She takes a deep breath, tightening her grip on the straps. "Alright, Fenth..." is all she says. The blue is all to eager to comply. He has been practicing after all, and Ana isn't all that heavy. He spreads his wings and crouches...pauses dramatically and then springs into the air, eliciting a little *yelp* from Ana.
Joslyn slumps foreward, leaning her elbow against a neckridge and looking quite deflated as she tilts her chin into her palm. Jeuneth reacts with similarly, though she adds a brief snort in N'all's direction before settling to her haunches to wait her turn. Both glance skyward the moment Fenth is aloft, though, looking keenly interested in the flight.
** Cloud vanishes, a faint flash of Blue lingering in the air for only a moment.
** Shereth's tail lashes about in anticipation. Onshana watches her airborne friend and pats the dragon's nack. "Soon Shereth.."
** Mounted on Tybeth, Lily watches Fenth and Ana, her hands knotting around the straps in sheer anticipation.
** N'all watches closely as Ana and Fenth take off.
** Fenth lifts in the air nearly to J'mis and Vagranth...and turns a small circle. The smile on Ana's face says it all...excitement and pride in her wonderful blue! After a few more wingbeats, Fenthlowers himself to a spot a few yards from where he took off.
** N'all grins at Ana, "Okay, one more time, well done!"
** From atop Fenth, "Once more?" Ana squeeks...loosening her grip on the straps enough to slap Fenth's neck affectionately "One more time, old boy!" she laughs. "You're doing wonderfully!" she praises. Fenth trumpets, then checks around him before bunching his muscles again. In a flash, he's aloft again, going even higher...circling...before Ana has him land again.
** N'all nods, and has the cycle repeated one more time, satisfied, he turns to Lily, "Okay, your turn."
** From atop Fenth, Ana sits atop Fenth, cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling. She watches the others take their turns as Fenth grumbles in a happy tone.
** Mounted on Tybeth, Lily nods, slowly. She swallows once and opens her mouth, "Okay Ty..." The green crouches and springs into the air even before the words are finished. Lily grabs on to her straps tightly, biting her lip to keep from yelping.
** N'all chuckles, and bellows up, "NO FLAPPING."
** V'ian strides over from the Weyrling Barracks.
** Girinth ambles across from the Weyrling Barracks.
** N'all smiles at V'ian, "Mount up, V'ian, and strap in."
** Mounted on Tybeth, Lily looks down as Tybeth circles, the green stretching her wings and bugling. Lily beams, radiating pure joy. After a few moment, Tybeth lands and Lily grins at N'all, "I didn't!"
** N'all smiles at Lily, and has the pair repeat two more times, he grins, "Well done, Lily!"
** N'all walks over to Joslyn, "Okay, kiddo, show me what you got."
** Mounted on Tybeth, Lily beams, patting the green's neck as Tybeth almost bounces from where she's now back on the ground. She looks over at Joslyn, a huge smile on her face.
** Jeuneth sits up real quick-like, tossing her head slightly to get Ceruth's lifemate to step back, please, she needs her space. "Yes, sir," and Joslyn grabs on /real/ tight as her lifemate unfurls her wingsails and, having practiced on her own plenty of times, springs into the sky just as she employs her wings in a powerfully breezy downstroke.
** N'all moves back, indeed, ducking expertly out of the way.
** Jeuneth doesn't do anything particularly graceful or striking, just angles her wings into the breeze and executes a few slow circles with Joslyn grinning from ear to ear. After a few of these careful spirals, the gold settles to a just slightly sloppy backwinged landing roundabout where she started at, crooning triumphantly.
** N'all looks at Joslyn, "I said .one. circle, Joslyn. Well done, regardless of your usual casual disregard for instruction. But that's it for you tonight." He looks at Onshana, "Onshana, get airborne."
Joslyn's casually disregarding N'all for the time-being aside from the requisite, "Yes, sir." All flushed and just about giddy, she settles to hugging as far around Jeuneth's neck as she can reach and repeatedly informing her lifemate just how superb she is, indeed.
** Mounted on Shereth, Onshana grins and nods. "Come on Shereth let's get going." When Shereth doesn't move, Onshana leans over to get a better look. Shereth has all her lids shut.. "Shereth!" Onshana says a bit louder. Slowly, whirling eyes open. Oh, she's being talked to. So she turns her head towards Onshana as if asking 'What?' "It's our turn." Shereth yawns hugly and stratches a bit as she gets up.. "Shereth.. stop it." The jungle green puts a little arogent swing to her hiops as she moves to a clearer spot. Her rider so embarressed by her behavior.. "Will you just go already.." Shereth snorts and with a mighty spring she launchesd her self into the air.
** Jeuneth settles her head on her forelegs, the contented whirl of her blue-hued facets directed at her clutchsister. Still hugging and petting the dragon beneath her, Joslyn likewise looks toward Shereth with an encouraging grin for the green and her rider.
** Tiarnath ambles across from the landing field.
** Telinda walks over from the landing field.
** Shereth snaps her wings open and starts into a lazy glide. Onshana resists the urge to let out a whoop. Shereth finishes the circle, she thinks she's such hot stuff, and comes in for the landing. However, she misjudges the wieght of her lifemate and plows into the ground instead of touching down with grace. Shereth's chin bounces off the ground.. Not hurting her, but giving her quite a surprise.. So much for perfect landings.
** V'ian scrambles up Girinth with the help of straps and a lowered foreleg.
** Telinda heads over, glancing up and smiling as she does so.
** Tiarnath snuffles the young green in commiseration. Well, you landed at least!
** Tybeth whuffles at her clutchsister. Better luck next time?
Jeuneth> I bespoke Shereth with << That was very amusing to watch, Shereth. You should do that again. >>
** Ana jumps lightly down from Fenth's back.
** Ana walks toward the Weyrling Barracks.
** Fenth moves towards the the Weyrling Barracks.
** Shereth picks herself up off the ground. She looks around at all the other dragons, though giving Jeuneth a particuarly nasty look, before going back to her spot as if nothing happened. Onshana pats the greens neck. "It was all that bad Shereth." Okay so it was lame, but she was trying.
** V'ian scrambles up Girinth with the help of straps and a lowered foreleg.
** Lily climbs down from Tybeth's back.
** Lily walks toward the Weyrling Barracks.
** Tybeth moves towards the the Weyrling Barracks.
** V'ian scrambles up Girinth with the help of straps and a lowered foreleg.
** Jeuneth rumbles with obvious amusement as she watches her 'sister gather herself up once again. At some stern remark from her lifemate, the young queen tacks on an apologetic warble for Shereth, though she still watches openly entertained.
** V'ian scrambles up Girinth with the help of straps and a lowered foreleg.
** Telinda smiles, and see's N'all busy with the other weyrlings. "V'ian? N'all asked me to help out a moment or two so that you get to fly tonight."
** V'ian grins, "Yes ma'am." his eyes perk up.
** Telinda nods, "So, you did all your straps, yes? Remembered to do all the lessons to stregthen Girinth's muscles?"
** V'ian nods emphatically, "I did indeed ma'am, straps, lessons and all."
** Telinda smiles, hand gesturing to Girinth's wing, "Have him lift it for me please?"
** Girinth slowly stretches out his wingsail over V'ian and Telinda, shading them slightly.
** N'all lets Telinda take over for a moment, she being sheltered like she is and all.
** Telinda chuckles, "Why, thank you Girinth" she says, walking under the wing with a bare dip of her head at the proximity, "Well, muscles look well developed and toned, well done, V'ian."
** V'ian grins proudly at the Weyrwoman, "Thank you ma'am." adding a loving pat to the brown's side.
Joslyn leans forward over the neckridge she's settled behind, folding her arms against her lifemate's hide and leaning down to perch her chin upon them, watching Girinth and those around him them.
** N'all dismisses all the weyrlings who have flown already, "If you want to go back to the barracks, please do. For those of you who flew, you can continue to fly, but just around the bowl."
** N'all adds, "You can also stay and practice more if you want." He then goes back to observing Tel and V'ian.
** Telinda stands back a little from the brown and winks at the weyrling, "Well, up you get then V'ian, time we were about this instead of wasting time talking!"
** V'ian nods and launches himself almost over Girinth's neck with his haste.
** V'ian scrambles up Girinth with the help of straps and a lowered foreleg.
** N'all crosses his arms and watches closely. J'mis continues to hover above.
** Telinda glances back, seeing N'all hovering as well. "He's all yours Weyrlingmaster!"
** Mounted on Shereth, Onshana lounges on Shereth's back and watches V'ian and Girinth. Shereth watches as well, curling her tail around her feet.
** N'all nods to Tel, "Thanks, Tel. Give K'laarn a hug for me." He snorts and turns back to V'ian.
** Telinda quirks a brow at N'all, but says nothing, there's nothing as sweet as the revenge of Tiarnath looking forlornly at that puddle of mud.
** Ceruth bugles.
** N'all looks at V'ian, "Well, get a move on!"
** From astride Girinth, V'ian buckles himself securely into the straps, and grins down at the Weyrlingmaster, "Yes sir."
** Girinth gives a quick snort as he shuffles over to a clearer spot, his hind legs tense before the spring. With a salute from V'ian to the others the brown launches himself skyward, a powerful downdraft from his wings causing small dust eddies.
** N'all yawns and leans against Ceruth, his features relaxing and N'all actually looks very content as he absently rubs Ceruth's leg; absently smiling.
** Ceruth croons encouragement to Girinth as one eye regards N'all and the other aimed skyward.
** Girinth easily glides in lazy circles 'round the meadow, using slight changes in the angle of his large wingsails to direct his flight. He glides low over the meadow, backwinging slightly just before he lands softly, a broad grin on V'ian's face.
** Ceruth looks up and warbles to Girinth.
** From astride Girinth, V'ian woohoo's as he gives the brown's neck a huge hug and emphatic pats.
** N'all grins at V'ian, and as usual, has the pair repeat it three times, after the final time, "Well done! Okay, folks that's it for me tonight; however, if you want to practice feel free."
** Jeuneth tilts her muzzle skyward, following the progress of her clutchbrother not just once - what was that about casual disregard? - but several times as he circles. She whuffles a soft croon in his direction as he lands, just letting Girinth know she's satisfied with his progress since she's quite certain the brown will be truly concerned with her opinion.
** V'ian slides off of Girinth with practiced grace.
Dragon> Girinth bespoke Jeuneth with << Why thank you for your concern, I'm honoured. >>
** Shereth watch with passive interest. Anyone can do that, she just got distracted. Yeah that's it..
Jeuneth> Girinth senses that Jeuneth allows you the grace of her mindvoice as she returns, << You did quite well, Girinth. I am impressed. >> So you should be honored.
** N'all smiles at you all, "You did very well, I'm proud of you." He looks at Ceruth, "Come on oaf, let's go home."
** Ceruth heads north into the landing field.
** V'ian gives a quick salute to the Weyrlingmaster and the Weyrwoman, "Thank you sir, ma'am." then turns and leaves as well
** V'ian walks toward the Weyrling Barracks.
** N'all nods to V'ian.
** N'all heads north into the landing field.
*** END LOG ***