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Author Topic: Open The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open  (Read 294 times)

Offline Zarenaak

The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« on: September 25, 2018, 08:20:14 PM »
Zarenaak went to breakfast the next morning feeling like he was walking into Thread. He’d been awake all night thinking about it, how he was supposed to face his family after yesterday, and had entertained a kind of hysterical hope that the hold had been finished overnight and everyone, crafters and holders alike, had already moved out of the weyr by breakfast time, because then he wouldn’t have to face his father. If he hadn’t been up for hours already he might have forgone breakfast entirely, but he was hungry despite the sick thrum of nerves, and he knew if he didn’t get this over with, he never would.

He forced himself past the threshold. It wasn’t hard to pick them out in the crowd, and he nearly felt faint when relief when his father wasn't among them; it wasn't really surprising, he was usually in the fields with first light, but Zarenaak hadn't been able to help but worry about the possibility anyway. He was surprised when Zhaerain tired to catch his eye, but the rest of his family still at breakfast glanced past him like he was a stranger, and he wasn't sure if that was better or worse than outright contempt. He swallowed against the lump in his throat, flexing a fist, and forced himself to turn away. It was stupid to be upset, most of the time he hadn't even liked them, but they were--they had been--his family.

He grabbed himself some klah and a roll, and glanced around for a place to sit; of all the things he’d lain awake worrying about, he hadn’t thought to worry about where to sit. Technically, anyone could sit anywhere, but people tended to cluster together like-to-like and he’d never sat anywhere except with his family.

Zarenaak gritted his teeth, twitching in indecision. He was tempted to go eat somewhere else, but that would be like admitting defeat. He was trying to prove something here, though what exactly, and whether to himself or them, he wasn’t sure. He picked a table at random, one with enough space available he wouldn’t be too crowded, and started to head towards it.

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Open to anyone that feels inclined to mob talk to a newly minted Candidate! This is the day after Zarenaak was Searched and he's feeling rather overwhelmed. Nothing too serious or structured, just a meet and greet for anyone that's interested. :>

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« Last Edit: October 08, 2018, 11:58:55 AM by Zarenaak »

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #1 on: September 26, 2018, 11:41:06 AM »
It was true that her own early days of candidacy were increasingly in the past but Sionann had never forgotten just how difficult it had sometimes felt to be in a strange place, with strangers and yet expected to learn new things and follow all of these new rules "Morning!" she said brightly, it was sometimes irritating that she was one of those who didn't need to be worried about her first cup of klah in the morning, she had it but it wouldn't change or end up affecting her mood in any positive or negative it was just a pleasant addition to her breakfast.

Sionann hadn't seen his face before but then she wasn't much of a people watcher most of the time and so she could just as easily assume that it was a case of not having run into each other before now "Not a big eater?" she asked, still in that same cheery manner.

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #2 on: September 27, 2018, 06:39:59 AM »
Syrena sighed as she walked into the breakfast area, soreness from her restless night evident in her gait. Another hatching come and gone and she was again left unbonded on the Sands. Maybe she had made the wrong decision to come here as a candidate... Maybe... No. NO! She shakes her head as she goes to grab some klah and a small bowl of cut up fruits. You really need to stop looking down that road, Syrena... You made the right choice to follow B'ryn. Your match just has yet to be born... Her downcast green eyes were very telling of her inner turmoil as she searched for a place to sit down.

Willa chirped as she flitted in, winging over to land on Syrena's shoulder and beg for bits of her breakfast. "You hate fruit, you silly creature.... " Ignoring the angry chittering, she will look over to a table with a few other of the candidates that still occupied the barracks. "Is this seat taken?" She will say with a welcoming smile, quickly shoving down any sadness that was still lurking in her mind. She will nod to the other girl before waiting to be told if she and her green could sit with the new young man.

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #3 on: September 27, 2018, 07:00:41 AM »
Cai liked those few days where she got to sleep in, the Weyr was usually busy at all hours of the morning, given the crazy rider schedules, but she quite enjoyed the feel of the dining hall in the post-rider lull. The beastcrafters usually got up with the sun, but at around this time you got candidates and any of the crafters with more reasonable schedules.

Given the small number of Farmers, it wasn't often that they all got together to share meals with one another, there simply wasn't enough of them. So Cinnacai got to spend her breakfasts with a lovely rotation of Weyrfolk. This morning was no different.

The table she'd sat at this morning had been mostly quiet until, smaller murmuring groups, but then a man sat across from her, and a young woman greeted him cheerfully. That cheerful greeting seemed just the kind of person Cai wanted to associate with this morning. It also seemed their table was going to get quite busy, as someone approached and asked if the seat was taken. But the new girl didn't seem to be asking her so Cinnacai didn't bother answering.

"Good morning! Gotta get some klah in you start off the day."

None of them were wearing knots, so that put them as either Weyrfolk or candidates, she herself was sporting her dull grey and white knots.

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #4 on: September 27, 2018, 09:54:13 PM »
Zarenaak glanced at the woman who’d greeted him; he’d always found morning-people vaguely distressing, especially before his first cup of klah, but he resisted the urge to go shuffling in the other direction and settled into his seat with a wane half-smile, there and gone again.

“Not really a breakfast person,” he replied in way of greeting. It wasn’t the first time someone had made a remark about his breakfast habits, and it probably wouldn’t be the last, but at least there was no censure in her tone. Except for an immediate craving for klah, he was never really hungry for anything until mid-morning; he’d usually have his klah and then grab something small for later, when he actually wanted it, but today he’d been up for hours already and he needed something to settle his stomach. He nibbled off a corner of roll, and resolutely chewed.

A girl with a firelizard chittering in her ear asked if she could sit a moment later, and it took Zarenaak a beat too long to realize she was talking to him. He gestured in vague, baffled acquiescence: “Oh. Yah. Go for it.” In his defense, people didn't generally ask his permission before doing something, and he hadn't had any klah yet. He still felt himself pink up slightly in faint embarrassment though.

To distract himself, he took a sip of klah, sighing softly into his cup as some of the tension leached from his shoulders. There was nothing quite like klah, and Zarenaak wished he could carry the feeling through the day; he could almost forget about everything else.

His glanced up at the mention of klah, and offered the woman who'd spoken up a flickering half-smile and a nod in agreement; there was no other possible way to start off the day. She had the the knot of a hall-less crafter, he noticed a half-beat before realizing he recognized her, and took another sip of klah to cover up a sudden rush of nerves.

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:love:
« Last Edit: October 08, 2018, 12:06:29 PM by Zarenaak »

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #5 on: September 28, 2018, 09:52:12 AM »
It was the reason that she also tempered her normal exuberance, just in case, she ended up upsetting someone as a result of being bright-eyed and bushy-tailed that didn't mean that she was able to do the same thing when it came to dealing with Tavi who was pretty much the same with respect of all his excitement "...and...oh! There you are my little charmer, there you are..." she passed over the fruit from her own bowl, unknowingly mimicking the actions of the other candidate who had a fire lizard as well but then it was the same kind of action going on with others who had the same companions in all of their brightly colored hides.

"Morning to you all as well. I'm Sionann..." she figured that a little bit of an introduction might be in order right about now "And this is Tavi" the addition necessary when the soft paw landed on her wrist to prompt her into remembering - not that she forgotten or anything like that but her blue occasionally like to be the center of attention. Not often but this was a good moment with all of these faces to show off to and make sure he was being noticed and admired. It wouldn't last long but at least it made Sionann smile "I think klah might be the best thing about mornings, even if I only appreciate it for the taste and nothing else" she could still like it as being a part of her routine, a reminder that as much as the world had changed, some things were the same.



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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #6 on: October 01, 2018, 08:55:55 AM »
Syrena will smile as she is welcomed to sit, trying to be the happy ball of sunshine she usually was at every waking moment. "Thank you. Company for breakfast is always a welcome distraction." She then took a seat across from the young man, setting down her breakfast and pulling out the small pouch of meat bits she acquired for her green. Glancing over to the other woman with a shoulder partner, she will smile warmly again. " Your blue is very handsome, Ms. Sionann. He must be a real ladies man when he is not hungry." She will chuckle as Willa chirps at the blue, wanting his attention before she went back to begging for her breakfast.

Glancing around the table, she will take a sip of her klah before trying to stir up a bit of conversation with her table mates. "SO... I guess I should stop being rude and actually introduce myself. I'm Syrena, and this is my green Willa... It is a pleasure to meet you all. " She will continue to smile, ignoring the uneasy feeling of how awkward this felt. How could people not be awake and alert in the morning? Willa croons and places a paw on her cheek, reminding her that someone else also required her attention. "Oh you... Here you are, greedy green..." She will put the little bowl of meat scraps next to her plate and the excited green will dive into her meal, making a bit of a mess. "Shard it, Willa?! Would it kill you to act like a lady for once?"

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #7 on: October 02, 2018, 07:05:37 AM »
It was breakfast time, but Shalla had already been awake for some time. She’d woken up at least three hours before she needed to, as she wanted to work on baking up a new recipe she had in mind before the kitchens got really busy. Klah-infused bread. She knew how much people loved their klah, and so the lass thought to herself, why not combine the taste of klah into bread, merging two greatness into one! She knew that she’d be feeling the consequences of her waking up early, but it was just something she felt that she needed to do, because this nagging thought has been in her mind for weeks now, and she could bear it no longer.

The buns were quickly in the oven, and she had to do was to wait for them to bake. She took this time to clean up the kitchen and took a little nap while she waited for the time to pass. She found herself awoken by an apprentice cook that was friendly to her as dawn slowly approached. Retrieving the fresh hot buns from the oven, she stuffed them into a clean white cloth and vacated the kitchen as more cooks were coming on duty to prepare for the day’s meals, starting with breakfast.

Shalla unwrapped and gazed at her buns with pride. They may not look all that pretty, but they sure smelt heavenly. She just hoped that they tasted just as good as the mouthwatering aroma. Wrapping up the hot bundle, she found a quiet corner somewhere and took a little nap before it was time for breakfast. Waking up fifteen minutes past seven, Shalla raced towards the dining hall, clutching the bundle as carefully as she could. By the time she reached the hall, there was already quite the crowd there. She found a table with still some free seats and sat herself on one of those empty spots.

Shalla greeted no one in particular. “Morning.” She placed her clothed bundle in the centre of the table, unwrapping it with a nervous smile.

“Klah Bread. I woke up early to make this. Feel free to have one or two.”

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #8 on: October 02, 2018, 03:58:49 PM »
Since apparently this group of people were a talkative one this morning, although perhaps the young man had gotten a little more than he bargained for when he'd approached the mostly empty table, Cai introduced herself shortly after Sionann.

"I'm Cinnacai, Farmer 'prentice. And Cinnask is around somewhere." She actually knew exactly where the green was, waiting outside in the farmers fields for Cinnacai to finish her meal. At this time of day, if every man and his wher ate in the hall, the place would get mighty crowded.

Tavi got a, "What a handsome man," coo from Cinncai, and Willa a little coo of attention, because it seemed her handler wasn't too happy with her. Cai thought it might be too much of a bother to step on toes when it came to a ruddy firelizard. But she liked giving the little creatures attention, they were just so responsive.

Her eyes widened at the approach of a kitchen woman. "Klah bread?" Without waiting to see if any of her tablemates were going to indulge, Cai leaned forward to pluck one of the buns off the plate. Breaking it open and inhaling the fresh bread scent before she bit into one side. "Delicious." She mumbled through a mouthful of bread, saluting the woman with the remaining bun.

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #9 on: October 03, 2018, 02:56:04 PM »
“Ah.” While Zarenaak had no interest in being a social pariah (any more than he already was this morning) he hadn’t exactly planned to get overly familiar with his tablemates either, and deliberated a moment before introducing himself: “Zarenaak.” It would be rude not to, and it was honestly easier to capitulate to social expectations than cause friction first thing; he had enough stress to deal with already without adding to it, and they all seemed nice enough. He was just--exhausted; shaky and wrung out and kind of wishing the ground would open up and swallow him because then he wouldn't have to deal with anything. He sighed.

The woman--Sionann--was definitely a morning person, but at least she wasn't completely over-the-top chipper; he suspected she was toning it down, which he appreciated greatly. He had a hard enough time dealing with that kind of person on a normal day; he really didn't like verbalizing before a cup or two of klah, and he felt even less equipped to deal with things than usual.

He huffed a bit of a laugh when the girl who’d introduced herself as Syrena cursed at her green. Not very ladylike for either of them, but he didn’t dare say anything.

He was thankful Cinnacai hadn't made any kind of nod to knowing him; it's not like they actually knew each other, not really--he hadn't even known her name previously--but there weren't many farmers and everyone recognized everyone else, however vaguely. He just had the completely irrational fear that she'd--report back to his father or something else equally ridiculous and unlikely, which made the frisson of nerves he felt even more frustrating. He ran a hand through his hair, irritated with himself.

Zarenaak glanced up as another person joined their table, setting a bundle in the center that she nervously unwrapped. They weren’t the prettiest thing he’d ever seen, but they smelled amazing, and while he might have otherwise turned down offerings from a stranger she kind of had him with the word klah. He took one after a moment’s hesitation, and nibbled curiously. It tasted as good as it smelled, which he hadn’t really been expecting. “It’s good,” he proclaimed quietly.
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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #10 on: October 04, 2018, 02:53:23 AM »
Even though Sionann was indeed toning it down, she wasn't really finding it all that hard, especially when others started to pick up the conversation as well. This was exactly the kind of thing that she really liked about these communal meals together. It wasn't always straightforward or as simple, particularly on those occasions when a new hatching had taken place and Sionann was still sat without a dragon of her very own. Not that she was ever really alone.

Sionann colored a little a bit as her blue received the compliments "I'm going to have to deal with him being all kinds of smug now; but...he really isn't that bad - and your Willa is lovely as well, at least we know the food is good, right?" she looked up as one of the newest arrivals brought over something that really did make the stomach rumble even before the contents were revealed "Oh! That smells really great" not that she hung around and waited too long before she reached over and grabbed one of the rolls on offer for her very own.

"Thanks, for bringing it over - I'm Sionnan, in case you missed it" the introductions had sort of been happening and if this kind of offering could be brought over regularly then Sionann would definitely want her name to be known.

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #11 on: October 04, 2018, 09:16:04 AM »
Syrena will smile as they are all forthcoming with their names. Now this meal would be a little less awkward. She will happily dig into her fruit once she got her flit to not wolf her meat scraps like she had never seen food before. She will look up at Sionann with a knowing look. "Thank you. I am sure Willa enjoys the praise... She just eats like I never feed her, which is obviously not the case..." She will poke the green in her belly, where a tiny bit of 'extra love' had accumulated. " If your sweet blue would like some, I am sure Willa would share...right?"

The green will cock her head at her bonded, chirp once before looking at Tavi. She will croon to him and markedly moves over to accommodate the blue if he wanted to share her meal.

When the newest lady made her way over and unwrapped some tasty looking buns, Syrena could not help but give her trademarked smile. "Oh my! Those look amazing! Thank you for sharing them with us." She will reach out to take one, breaking it in half before taking a bit bite. Her eyes will flutter shut at the sheer pleasure of the klah-flavor in the soft bread. "These are divine... May I ask how you made these?" She will open her eyes to look back at the other young lady, sipping her klah before taking another bite of bread.

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #12 on: October 05, 2018, 04:04:10 AM »
Fortunately, it seems like it was just as she’d hoped. Her klah buns were a hit, and everyone seemed to enjoy them. Her hard work had paid off, and Shalla was all smiles, immensely proud of herself. This was something she’d done on her own, and an achievement she felt very happy about. As the number of buns dwindled as everyone took one after another, she felt great just like any other cook. All cooks felt great whenever they saw anyone enjoying their food, and this was no different.

It didn’t matter that she used to be just an apprentice before. The others had began to introduce themselves, and Shalla took the time to remember their names. The quiet boy was Zarenaak, and there was something about the boy that she liked. Was it his quietness? She too shared somewhat of a quiet streak, and maybe this boy could be somewhat of a kindred spirit.

There was also this another woman with the warm skin tone called Sionann, who was quite bubbly, and was quite the talker. The other older female was a farmer and called Cinnacai. Last but but least, there was the other woman with the blonde hair called Syrena that had a green firelizard called Willa. Shalla stared a little more than necessary at the firelizard.

It was not something she’d seen all that often up close.She decided that it was time to introduce herself to the others. “My name is Shalla. Uhmm..It's nice to meet you all. Thanks.. for enjoying my bread.” Nodding before she answered Syrena’s question, she replied. “Oh..I added the dissolved klah mixture into the dough, before baking it which gives it the wonderful taste and smell when it is all baked and ready.”

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #13 on: October 07, 2018, 08:38:29 PM »
Cinnacai patted the seat next to her and looked up at Shalla, "Come, have a seat with us, you've baked and delivered your food nicely. Skip out on the rest of your duties. We're all getting to know each other here." Cai would have a smile for anyone who made such lovely food. It seemed her and Sionann were in agreement about not obsessing about klah, like many people in the Weyr seemed to be, but it certainly added a little something extra to their morning bread.

She turned to the rest of the people sitting at the table, and asked, "So are the rest of y'all candidates or...?" Cai didn't include Shalla in her question as she had assumed incorrectly, that her baking was more of a career at the moment than the hobby it would be if she was a candidate. The farmer did however briefly consider why, if they were candidates like she thought, that they didn't know each other. They shared rooms and all hung out together right?

But she supposed it wasn't the same as her craft. The Farmers in the actual craft were so small in number, that it would be ridiculous if she didn't know, at least by sight the others in her craft. There were only seven journeymen after all. So she did vaguely recognise Zarenaak, but he hadn't mentioned anything about her and he was no longer wearing his 'prentice knot, so he must've had a change of heart. He'd been quiet so far, and if she thought perhaps it might not be something he wanted bandied about.

The amount of candidates had to be at least two or three times more than the total of official farmer craftsmen. So she supposed they might not care for each other if they weren't roommates?

Maybe she was completely off base, and they were all variations of Weyrfolk and ex-Holders, it's not like Cinnacai hadn't been wrong before.

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@daemillia Heeeeey I tried not to counteract anything you said directly, but there's really not that many farmers cause they're hall-less, so they all work together and all the journeymen have to teach everyone cause they don't have any masters to afford to not.
However, since he's shy she wouldn't have tried to get to know him tbh, but they would all live near each other and work together so she would at least visually recognise him.
« Last Edit: October 07, 2018, 08:44:25 PM by Cinnacai »

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #14 on: October 19, 2018, 12:22:26 PM »
It occurred to Zarenaak that he was surrounded by women, and he wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. He idly watched them interact, only half-listening as Sionann and Syrena talked about their firelizards and Shalla explained how she’d made the rolls. It’s not like he had anything of value to add to the conversation: he didn’t have any experience with firelizards, and he knew absolutely nothing about baking. The only person he had anything immediately in common with was Cinnacai, and he really wasn’t in the right frame of mind to strike up a conversation about farming. They all seemed pleasant, and the conversation benign, he was just--really horrible at small talk. And stressed out of his mind, which was the opposite of helpful.

He was pulled out of his muddy thoughts when Cinnacai asked the table at large about their occupations, giving him something more immediate to stress out about. It still didn’t feel real, was the thing, and it felt like every time he acknowledged it was another chance for someone to correct the mistake and send him on his way. He was really starting to get frustrated with himself--more frustrated with himself, anyway--and forced himself to answer:

“Yah,” he replied, running a hand through his hair in a fit of nerves. "As of yesterday, anyway,” he muttered quietly, and took a sip of klah to distract himself while he waited to hear about the others.

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@Inki Thanks for the heads up! I went back and did some minor editing to account for that and shall proceed as such from now on. :3

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Re: The Morning After [33.05.2591 // 7:10 AM] Open
« Reply #15 on: Yesterday at 06:19:54 AM »
As she wasn't trying to overwhelm or dominate the conversation, it had been fun to chat about her own little blue and share some of the common details about the other woman's green. It was one of the things she loved to do when she was able to spend time with others who had the little flits as their companions, something that was becoming more and more often the case.

However, as the conversation between others shifted a little bit Sionann turned her attention back toward it "Oh! So recently? That must be a little exciting. I'm a candidate as well but... it's been a while" and that was becoming an old, familiar kind of pain. The sort that had settled into being bearable because it was something that she had to live with, there had been no alternative and there would continue to be none until some dragon decided to pick her out from the rest.

If it happened.

"I know it can seem daunting ...especially once all the lessons start. If you want a hand, I'd love to help" yes, it was bright and friendly and possibly a little bit pushy but she wanted to be able to make the offer, so that he didn't feel quite so alone or afraid.

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