Late Night Studying {Zero}

[Zara]

{Any Char you think could be interesting to play with her and or in this situation. }

Iirla looked at the records spread over the table with interest. She was trying to get ready for the day that she became a full Junior Weyrwoman. She needed to know certain things. She rather be more prepared than less. She rather know everything that she could about the Weyr. She had only had so much time with Inali of light and Iirla understood why. But she hoped that by trying to supplement it with some studying of her own, to learn the Weyr inside and out

Quite honestly she felt woefully unprepared for her soon to be responsibilities. She felt woefully unprepared for the day Izanycorth flew! And that wasn't even something that was a huge concern as compared to helping run the Weyr!

Ama was on the shelves chasing Trivol irritably while Praesent seemed to be content to ignore them curled up on Iirla's lap as she sat there, pouring over records. It was getting late and she knew she should probably go get something to eat, but she still didn't feel all that hungry and she certainly didn't want to get up in the middle of what she was doing now.

Praesent made an annoyed sound when Trivol and Ama flew down to land on Iirla and hissed at them and... they hissed back. "Cut it out!" she gently picked up the young blue and moved him to her shoulder where he proceeded to rub against her neck and chin like a cat, showering her with affection. She looked down at the other two who were stills squabling and grabbed first Ama, who tried to bite and scratch her, then Trivol... who actually succeeded in biting her. "Ouch!" She frowned at the blue who seemed to be quite smug and pleased with himself. "You annoying little wherry!" He still looked smug...

Until Izanycorth, feeling Hers pain from the bite, intervened. That is enough. Be quiet and rest! Leave the little dark blue one alone! And no more biting or clawing! Behave! Trivol and Ama grumbled irritably, but laid down on Iirla's lap while Praesent, who was definitely teh most obedient flitter of the three, glided to the table to look at the little bite which he seemed to kiss gently. Iirla smiled and pressed it to her darker tan tunic. It wasn't bleeding much. But Praesent seemed to think she needed to know she was loved and would be taken care of and she needed to feel better. He chittered at Trivol angrily. When he was full grown he would protect His even from the others! He snorted. The gold one was good. These two tended towards being nuisances and that blue one had caused His pain! He did not like that!

[Zero]

On this night S’val had also found himself up to his neck in the records room trying to sort through the mess that had gone on since their former Weyrleaders, less then graceful, exit. A headache and a half to say the least. If one thought humans were masters at gossiping then dragons were the lords. It felt like in a matter of moments everyone had heard what had transpired at Trelis, or bits and pieces of it anyway. So cleaning up the mess and damaged ties with other Weyrs was taking longer then usual. Even though he had been working with the Weyrleaders about it it was still a mess. Not to mention the fact that some of those Southern riders were still here and looking after the weyrlings and candidates.

He had actually fallen asleep, slumped over on the long table he had taken over in the back of the room. It was only when a sudden outburst from another occupant that he jolted awake with a slew of dream filled mumblings spilling from his mouth and startling his own trio of flits in the process. Dragging a hand across his face, he glanced around to locate the source of the initial disturbance. “Quiet boys..” S’val hushed the chittering flitters who quickly settled down before one of the bunch, his epidote Orion, crawled up his arm and settled onto his shoulder.

Pushing himself away from the table he straightened the scattered stacks of parchment and wandered around the corner to see what, or who, had been the source of the disturbance. It came as a surprise to him though when he saw the young Junior Weyrwoman sitting alone with a stack of records of her own. The bronzerider smiled softly at the sight. He may not have had much of a chance to interact with the young goldrider but she at least appeared to be driven to learn. Though what she could be researching was beyond him, the young weyrling should still be devoted to her lessons with her bonded and saving her duties as Jr Weyrwoman for when she had a little more time to adjust to everything. At least she appeared dedicated though and S’val found himself silently approving of this observed trait.

“You’re up late, Iirla. Studying hard or is your trio as much a distraction as mine?” His voice was still a little tired and rough as he spoke but he still managed a light smile. Orion even chimed in and chirped his own greeting to the girl and her flits.

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