[BahrainWeyr] Kymra: Moo.

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra tickles. Wha', Pan?

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: "Nope that won't work less you're volenteering to clean the stables maybe?"

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra withdraws her moo. :)

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: hrm maybe too late to do that Kymra...hey Tam it's been what bout six months since the stables have been cleaned?

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra whines!

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: all that get's you is more tubers to peel....or Kor sitting on ya till you stop whining. >:o]

[BahrainWeyr] Rivka snickers. *cough*

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra hides out in the storage caverns. Yes. I -like- it there. Kym's abode. Hmmmph.

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra pokes? You alive?

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: No, why do you ask?

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra didn't think so. >:) It was a random aliveness test. You failed.

Main Living Cavern (#2000)

The domed cavern of Bahrain Weyr's living cavern is ever filled with a warm and friendly ambiance. Several ventilation shafts open up at the ceiling to allow the passage of fresh air inside, formed from the natural crevices of the ancient volcano, while the walls are brightly decorated with accented designs from colored cements used to fill in cracks in the stone. The living cavern is filled with stout, highly carved 'tables' where 'riders' and 'weyrfolk' work, talk, and relax. The hearths are accompanied by the occassional 'egg pot' so they are always lit with pots of stew and klah always available, though the klah supply drops dramatically in the mornings. The 'mantle' over the fire is always filled with firelizards eyeing the trays of food that are brought in by the drudges every so often, topped with meatrolls (covered so that the firelizards don't get them), bubblies, and other treats. The bar lies near the hearth, where riders take great advantage of the wines, keeping Bob the bartender quite busy.

OOC: Type 'thelp' for help on tables.

You see Alex, Pirate, Astrea, Maeve, Bahrain Wing Information Board, OOC-Dragon Name Suggestion Box, and Macavity here.

Mishia, Teron, and Tam are here.

Obvious exits:

Bowl Lower Caverns Kitchen Area

Kymra sidles into the caverns, looking properly stricken. But that'll pass. Spying Tam, she tromps over. "Taaaaam!" she whines. "I don' get to order them Candidates around anymore." Sniffle.

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: keep it up Kymra and I'm sure I could find something really useful for you to do...like say seperate the sand at the beach into sizes.

Tam pours herself some juice, cracking her neck a bit. "Lord and Lady holder?" she tries to remember details about that as she frowns over at Teron. "Yes, /Teron/ his name is Timoth....you'd best remember his name as you'll be oiling him very soon," she counters with a smirk.

[BahrainWeyr] Rivka suggests sorting it by shade /and/ size. Much neater that way.

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra: Meanie. :)

Mishia sits back. "Well, I was close to working full days for several sevendays." She looks up and grins weakly. "Well, These chores are almost relaxing after that."

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: sounds good to me...Maybe you could supervise her Rivka?

[BahrainWeyr] Rivka sures...I just sit and watch? I can handle that. Then, when she's done, she could have the priviledge of getting her physical done!! Woohoo!

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: nope not what I meant Rivka, you'd have to examine the sand to make sure it was properly sorted.

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra awards K'panners the Weekly Meanie Award.

[BahrainWeyr] Rivka hmmms. Nah, /that/ I can pass on :)

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: naw you can't. >:o]

Teron grins up at her, "Timoth. Hmmm. Oiling?" his eyes glow as his apprentice mind kicks into full gear, "What should I use to do that?" molasses maybe?

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra snickers.

[BahrainWeyr] Rivka beams. Sure I can. I'm uhm, cleaning healer instrumen ts...very important you know :)

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra sorts the storage caverns. Again.

[BahrainWeyr] Tenneba: Don't forget to send em ::between:: before you use em!

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: as much fun as you all are I must get off here so I stop seeing @dig<> everywhere I look! Nighters all and **SNUGS**

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra: Awww! Night!

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: nice try Rivka...

Tam nods her head to Mishia and then yelps at the annoying whine in Kymra's direction. "What? You too? Shards, are we searching all of Pern," she teases the assistant steward. Juice poured, she takes a sip, only to nearly choke at the all-too-familiar look of Teron's. "Oil, if you don't want to be eaten by a dragon," she tries to warn.

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra awards Rivka the 'I Tryed To Be Kym's Associate And Failed Award.'

[BahrainWeyr] K'pan: too much building and descing elsemoo...lots to do and not enough time to do it in! ;o]

[Monitor] K'pan disconnected at Fri Apr 3 20:29:39 1998 CST

Teron smiles and nods, "Of course, Tam, whatever else is there?" he turns to Kymra, "You a candie too?"

Kymra staunchly crosses arms in front of her chest, grumbling, "Yer too good at these guessing games." Hmmmph. "C'zar did the deed. Or Asarith." Take your pick. "Buh, now I have to -organize- them. When it's so much better to pass it off to the Candidates..." Flopping into a seat, she gives a nod, quick smile flickering. "Yah." Try as she might to deny it, she's thrilled.

Teron grins at her, "Asarith got you too?" he chuckles with glee, "Him and Zyelth got me. They tol' Arial they thought I was a toy." he turns to look at Tam, "Don't give Timoth any ideas like that if I am to oil him." he glares.

Tam drinks deeply of her jucie, hiding the smil behind the glass. She finishes it and chuckles. "Oh indeed...it's a conspiracy." She thinks of the hundred or so eggs hardening on the sands, and suddenly, it isn't funny anymore. Yeesh!

Mishia hmms."I kinda wonder how many candidates we'll have by the time they start to hatch..." She shakes her head.

Kymra waggles digits in Tam's direction, exclaiming, "Buh I don' hafta make a robe, this time -- Caz's lettin' me borrow his." Beam. "It has a history of sand-goers. So it won' fall apart, like my sewing does." 'Nother beam surfaces, and she adds brightly, "Hear that Nehyn got Searched, too?" Wonder of wonders.

Mishia chuckles. "Right before I was, I believe."

Teron scratches his head, looking from Kymra to Mishia, "Nehyn? Who's that? He just got here, y'see.

Tam replaces glass on table and pours another for herself. She grins and nods her head at Kymra, "Yes, as a matter of fact, I did hear that Nehyn was searched again." She sighs......"With so many eggs on the sands, we'll need as many candidates as we can muster, Mishia....." Eyes cloud over a moment and then clear, refusing to dwell on that now.

"A guy from Benden," Kymra responds. "He Stood, last clutch. Dinna Impress." Frowning at Tam, she wonders wryly, "Tha' means almost two hundred candidates?" Grrph. Lucky for her, she's already staked a cot. Her old cot. Oh, the memories.

Tam cradles her glass and nods her head at the number she /refused/ to

acnkowledge before. "At least that many, possibily more." Rider mind is already plotting out a plan. Ah, but what is it? Hmmmmm...>;-)

Mishia shakes her head. "That's a frightening concept, to tell the truth.." She sits back, eating her stew, thinking of her odds.

"They'll have to invade th' resident dorms, or turn onna th' rather abandoned rooms into barracks..." Kymra muses, then tacks on thoughtfully, "I 'member some, from when I was exploring the lower caverns. To see which might be converted to store rooms."

Tam nods her head again, eyes now thoughtful, teasing glint all but gone. "Good...we may need them, Kymie.....we're going to get a lot more people here at Bahrain before this is done." How many more? Who knows.....>;-)

Or do we want to know? "We could always invade the infirmary," Kymra adds rather brightly. No more physicals. Faranth, she's a scheming one.

Mishia takes another bite of the meatroll, thinking of the crowds and shivering a bit. "Wow... this'll be bustling later on.."

Tam chuckles and tsks at Kymra. "Sheesh, still uneasy with physicals? Thought I cured you of that, m'dear," she teases. "And speaking of which, have you all had yours with Rivka?"

Teron scratches his head, "A physical?" he sighs, "I haven't, but as long as it isn't Edlor doing them, I don't care. Lead on. Who is the Healer?" boy he is coherent tonight.

"I -just- got Searched," Kymra notes tactfully. "I'm not obliged ta get one, first hand." That's it, Kym -- delay, whine, put it off 'til the last moment. When it's not a good time for the present Healer. A snort emerges, and she taunts, "You? Cure -me?- I just got somethin' awful fer my sore throat."

Tam chuckles and walks over to Kymra, poking her in the arm playfully. "All candies get their physicals, m'dear," she emphasizes each word with a poke.

Teron grins, "And physicals ain't so bad." he offers quietly, "I've had a lot recently. And they do it for your own good." he nods. Yes, he has had a lot of physicals. Oh yes. Thanks to his friend Catasothra.

Mishia smiles. "Fortunately, I've had my physical done.. I needed to have it done anyway."

Kymra prods back, grumbling, "Had one last time. Tha' counts." Right? Right. A glare is cast towards Teron, and the woman hisses, "Shhh! Not 'posed ta say that 'round a Healer." Who knows -- Tam just might decide to brandish those pointy, poky Healer Objects.

Tam crosses arms about her chest and glances over the candidates, an odd sense of de ja vue settling over her once more. Hmmm, Healer needs to become the hunter again? >;-) "Regradless, one of the stipulations of being a candidate here is that you receive a physical here." On this, she is firm. Nope. No budging.

Teron shrugs, "Soon as you point me to the Healer, Tam, I'll get it done." he's not overly eager, but he is willing to go first to prove a point. "'Sides, the sooner it's over, the sooner you stop worrying about it."

"I know, I know," Kymra grumblies half-heartedly. Boy, Rivka's gonna have fun with -her-. Glancing towards Teron, she wonders politely, "What's your name? Didn't catch it." Not that Kym's noted for having a very good memory.

Tam nods her head, finishing her juice. She grabs her jacket and nods.

"Sure....follow me then." She waves at the other candidates. "try not to get into trouble, okay?"

Tam heads into the tunnel leading into the bowl.

Mishia chuckles and waves. "Take care." She shakes her head as she gets some klah.

You head through the short tunnel into the bowl.

Outside the Living Caverns

Up here in the mountainous regions of the northern continent, the air is forever cool except for those few days in the summer. This area is almost constantly busy with people walking in and out of the living caverns just off to the west as well as to and from the bowls. The ground has become grassy on the slightly sloped sides over the turns now that Thread had stopped falling, and on the sunny days, the weyrfolk come out to do the minor chores out here. Just outside the caverns, dragons can be seen lounging on the grassy knolls while waiting for

their riders to come out of the caverns or to socialize with the others,

occassionally playing with the lower cavern children.

Full night now, the sky is draped in utter blackness. Chill wind carries all kinds of potential illnesses upon its gusty breath, tearing nastily through the heart of winter. The sun shines pale and frigid, uncaring.

You see Idrielth, Iolith's Cowardly Saffron Lion Egg, Trisath, Vanuth, Kefirath, Etheranth, Ryath, Audath, and Timoth here.

Tam is here.

Obvious exits:

Living Caverns Northern Bowl Central Bowl Infirmary

Teron walks out of the tunnel from the living caverns.

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra wails! Tam's mean!

[BahrainWeyr] Rivka snickers. Cleaning out the stables Kym?

[BahrainWeyr] Tam laughs! Herding in at least one candie for you Riv, if ya want 'em! ;-D

[BahrainWeyr] Teron thinks Tam's a big ol' sweetie. Yep. Even if I have to oil Timoth. Not much bout that. I like Timoth too. ;)

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra grumps. No. I, being the special spazz that I am, get a physical.

[BahrainWeyr] Teron: I get one too.

[BahrainWeyr] Rivka: Another Physical? Sure, but do ya mind if I make this a quicker one? I mean..don't worry, I'l appropriatly torture.

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra: Everyone likes Timoth. But -Tam-...

[BahrainWeyr] Tenneba: Be nice, Kymmie!

[BahrainWeyr] Arial heehee's;)

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra sparkles.

[BahrainWeyr] Teron: Two physicals. But can't Tam give physicals too?

[BahrainWeyr] Kymra: Unfortunately.

[BahrainWeyr] Tam nopes. Not a healer anymore. Hee! >;-) And I'm busy with an alt.....

[BahrainWeyr] Tenneba sniffs as the weyrs eat all the healers...*snicker*

[BahrainWeyr] Rivka only has the patience/mood to do /one/ tonight ;)

Tam chuckles and points to an opening in the sheer cliffside. "Right over there is the infirary. I think Riv should be inside." She turns her head to Timoth and smiles widely, eyes sparkling. "He does?"

Teron starts tramping toward the infirmary, a look of pleasant resignation on his face before stopping to look at Timoth and Tam, "Who does?" don't trust anything that flies. Especially not when you have to oil them.

"Wha'?" Kymra's favorite word. "Wha'?" Befuddled and betwixted, she peers towards Timoth, then his rider. "Wha'?"

Tam laughs and nods her head to Timoth, and then realizes she spoke aloud. Sheepish glanceis given to Teron and Kymra. "Oh....ummm, Asarith was just telling Timoth that Caz missed me." And she misses him too! Desperately! ;-)

Asarith treads heavily on taloned paws over from the center of the Weyr bowl. Asarith remains crouched while C'zar slides down the straps to the dragon's raised forepaw.

"I see." Really, she does. And behold -- there's that one rider under

discussion. Kymra flings a wave. Save her from the horrors of the Healers! "Heya!"

Teron nods and grins at Tam, "Well, go see him." he continues on to the

infirmary, after giving Asarith a long, wary look. "Not going to play with me. I gotta get a physical."

Teron goes through the archway into the infirmary.

Timoth trumpets to his brother eagerly, his enthusiams matched by his rider. As Caz comes down, she walks...er, jogs....umm....flies to him! "Caz!" she laughs in delight, throwing her arms about him.

C'zar eyes the group looking for Tam then staggers back a pace as he gathers Tam tightly to him. "Shells darling! I missed ya too!", chuckling he kisses her then waves over to Kymra, "Hiya....".

You overhear C'zar mutter"... shards but I've ... ya ..." to Tam.

Hey! Look! They're preoccupied! Mebbe Kymra can make her escape. Smirking after Teron -- and the infirmary -- she steals back towards the caverns. Bond. Kym Bond.

Asarith bugles a greeting to his brother as great wings are folded under. He eyes the riders with affection. Maybe /now/ Caz will stop pining for her ;)

Shaken, not stirred? Timoth can do it....>;-)

You overhear Tam mutter"Darling, I missed you ... ... ... was long!" to C'zar.

Tam settles in against his side, snuggling close. She glance over at Kymra, a mock frown. "Were you going somewhere dear?"

Under-cover agent'll pass. Double-O Seven sneaks ever so sneakily, creeping towards the caverns. She's on a mission. Kymra glances up at Tam's query, nonchalant saunter replacing her earlier, subtler movements. "Naaah. Wha' made ya think that?"

C'zar lifts a brow to Kymra as he rests a hand tenderly on Tam's back, holding her near. "Ya sorta looked...sneaky?", Caz offers.

Counter intelligence suggested movement and infrared dragon eyes proved it. >;-) Tam chuckles at Caz's assesment and nods her head. "Thought you were getting out of having a physical this time?"

Sneaky? Kymra? Never! "Naaah," she repeats, attempting at casualty. "Buh I can't go in there when a -guy's- in there, can I?" Logical deducement, Kym. "I jes' thought I'd go...get a drink of klah while I wait." Yah. That's it.

Tam is /all/ too familiar with Kymie's prevacational tendancies. Ayup. Was a candie with her, dontcha know. "True....but you /will/ be getting a physical sometime soon...make no mistake. You know what I am capable of," she mock glares at her former fellow candidate.

C'zar squeezes Tam close and whispers to her.

Kymra impudently sticks out her tongue at the brownrider, responding sweetly, "'Course, dearest Tam." Hi ho, hi ho, it's a fleeing we go...

You overhear C'zar whisper"... ... ... could steal ... ... alone ... ya...say... b'fore those ... ... ;)" to Tam.

C'zar smirks at Kymra and laughs, "Yer /so/ sincere Kymra, is overwhelmin!".

Kymra beams back to C'zar as she runs off cavern-wards, pausing momentarily to call, "Ach, you noticed!" And then she vrooms once more -- storage rooms to, ahh, clean, you know.

You leave the quiet of the bowl for the soft roar of the usually busy living cavern.

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Kymra escapes! And log ends. :)