Wings, Wood and Whittling

~~*~~ Fort Weyr - Living Caverns ~~*~~
This cavern, having been created by bubbles in the volcanic flow of this extinct volcano, has a breathtaking ceiling — a vast dome that arches high above the heads of the weyrfolk that scurry around beneath it. A hollow echo can be heard from loud enough noises, and the chatterings of various firelizards are consequently multiplied into a chaotic babble. All in all, the living cavern is a loud place.

Tables are scattered around the room, apparently in no particular order. Over to one side near the kitchens, two medium sized serving tables are constantly spread with snacks, klah, and other goodies. The tables look worn, yet perfectly fitted to the atmosphere of the caverns. In the 'corners' of the cavern, smaller two and four place tables are set up for more private talks or just a less chaotic atmosphere in which to eat.


The evening is wearing on, with folks drifting off to do their own thing wherever in the Weyr they need to be. That doesn't mean the living caverns are empty, though; there's still a sizeable crowd, not to mention the stragglers tucking into a late dinner. Amethyst would seem to be amongst the latter, sitting close to the klah pot and flipping slowly through the pages of an illustrated book in between sips from her juice, and nibbles from her plate of fingerfoods.

Thought the main entrance to the cavern K'drozen walks slowly tiredly into the cavern and moves to approach the serving table. The large brown rider rubs his temples lightly but thoughs a smile in the candidates dirrection as he near.

An approaching figure draws Amethyst's attention away from her book, and she salutes K'drozen as he nears. "Evening, sir." She slips in a bookmark to mark her spot, then leans back to enjoy a deeper sip of her juice. "Excuse me, sir? I don't mean to interrupt your evening, but… would you have time to answer a few questions I have about being a rider?"

K'drozen smiles a bit at the question and says, "Let me grab a plate and some klah and sure." he smiles and moves to collect his meal and a drink before returning to the table and smiles, "And you don't have to call me sir. I am K'drozen, brown Rhyrith rider from Thunderbird wing."

"Well met - properly this time, of course," since they did meet before, if only briefly! "I'm Amethyst, candidate, Smith Senior Apprentice when I'm not wearing this." She flicks at her white knot, grinning up at the rider. "If it's all the same to you, I'd rather stick with the 'sir' bit in case anyone overhears and decides I'm breaking rules." A quick wink follows, and she leans towards the brownrider to speak to him. "I was wondering what a Hatching's like? I've never been to one."

K'drozen smiles and says, "even wearing that you still are an apprentice smith." he smiles, "You may well pick up your hammer again after you impress." he leans back and smiles, "And don't worry about that, if you say anything to you dirrect them to me, not calling me sir at my request is not breaking the rules.

Amethyst sets down her juice and gives a gentle shrug of her shouldes. "I know I am, but Cyrus was told he isn't a Healer while he's a candidate, so I suppose it's a bit of a grey area? I'm erring on the side of caution, again." She picks up a biscuit from her plate, toying with it for a few seconds before breaking off a piece to eat. Before it passes her lips, though, she asks again: "So what's a Hatching like then, sir?"

K'drozen nods and says, "True, what I ment is you still have the training you have done, and the skills, while you are a candidate that comes first. you have to focus on prepearing for the hatching." he smiles, "And if you impress, your craft will become completely secondary until you have completed your training to take care of your dragon.

"But the actual Hatching itself… what happens? From your perspective, since you'll have since it from the Sands and the galleries?" Amethyst tears off another bit of biscuit to eat, leaning towards K'drozen as she chews through the soft, fluffy dough.

K'drozen sips his klah and smiles, "I have it from the sands several times actually." he smiles and says, "It is pretty intense really, you stand there trying to keep an eye on the hatchlings as they hatch , trying not to get between them and the one they are trying to get to… Hoping all they while they are trying to get to you." he smiles.

"Intense. That's a good way to explain it." Amethyst nods and smiles, then sips from her juice. "Do you think it would be wrong to be out there thinking about how I'll be back on the road again, after the Hatching? Will that put the dragonets off at all?" After drumming her fingers against her glass, she smirks, lips pursed in amusement. "We'll wrap up what commissions are pending here, then head onto the next place - some hold within the territory here, I think Tashryn said. I'm kind of looking forward to it."

K'drozen smiels and laughs and says, "When I finally impressed I only stood because a good friend asked me to i was possitive I was getting left on the sands again."

Amethyst nods in understanding. "I've not got my hopes up for a lifemate. Honestly? I didn't get into this for a dragon - not really. I was curious, is all, and some opportunities should be taken rather than passed up on." She rests one elbow on the table, leaning casually towards K'drozen. "So what was it like? The moment when your dragon chose you?"

K'drozen smile his eyes going a bit dreamy." he smiles and looks you in the eyes and says, "It was amazing. Not like anything I ever could truely explain. It was like being filled something you didn't even know was empty in yourself…'

"Wow." It's hard to argue with that! Amethyst mulls it over for a moment, swirling what's left of her juice around in her glass. "And did your life change massively after? So many people have told me how it's this huge life-changing moment, but then I keep being told that once I'm done with Weyrlinghood I can go back to Smithing… other than having to care for your dragon, what's different about being a rider?"

K'drozen smiles and nods, "oh yes it did, I was just a handy man before all of this." he smiles, "I was over at Ista then moved here, now I make a diffrence, I have saved peoples lives.

There's a look of curiosity in Amethyst's eyes at that little revelation, and she leans forward, keen to know more. "That's what Thunderbird does, right? Saves lives, Search and Rescue, that sort of thing? What about the other wings? Do you get to choose where you want to go, or does the Weyr choose for you?"

K'drozen nods and says, "Exactly we are the search and rescue flight, we help police the weyr and its controlled areas." he smile softly and says. "You do have some choice as to which wing you go to I chose search and rescue myself."

"And what is it that the other wings do? Could you remind me?" Amethyst brings her other elbow around to rest on the table, head canted as she watches and listens. "No need to go into too much detail, though; I suppose I'll find out if I have to, if I Impress… and if I don't, then there's no real need for me to know."

K'drozen smile ands ays, "Well there is Pheonix, that would be the Admin wing. They run the show around here." he grins, "Lots of paperwork.. Then thier his Haast, that is our transportaion and crafters wing.

"Sounds like Haast would be the wing for me, if it came to it." Grinning, Amethyst picks up a fingerroot stick to nibble through. "So… what's it like? Being a rider? Outside of your duties to your wing and the Weyr, of course… what sort of things do you do when you're not working?"

"Woodworking can be very therapeutic… it's always beautiful to see what can come from a bit of careful craftsmanship. I whittle, in my spare time." Which Amethyst doesn't have very much of right now, but she tugs on the long cord necklace around her neck, pulling it up to reveal a heart-shaped wooden pendant that's smooth, glossy, and details the wood's grain. "That's one that I made." She'll allow him to look for a moment, before tucking it back in under her shirt. "What's your daughter's name?"

K'drozen smeisl and says, "You are pretty good at that." he smiles, and pulls out a small wooden rose and says, "I make these for my friends alot." he grin and says, "Kaylen is my daughter." he smiles, "She just turned 9 not long ago."

"Thanks." Compliments are always nice to receive! Amethyst grins, patting the spot on her shirt that rests above her pendant. "Kaylen is a lovely name… and you're quite talented yourself, that rose is beautifully done." She finishes off her juice, nudging the glass aside. "Well, if you'll excuse me, sir, I've got to get back before the curfew kicks in. It's been nice talking to you, though. Thank you for sharing your experiences with me."

K'drozen smiles and says, "Any time." he grins, "I will say you are one of the more pleasant candidates I have meet, I will be cheerin for you out there."

Amethyst's cheeks colour with a gentle blush, and she dips her head politely. "Thank you, sir. I'll share a wave your way, if I can make you out from down there." She grins, then picks up her empty plate and glass. "Have a good night, K'drozen. My best to your lifemate and family, too." And with that, she wanders off to drop her dinnerware in with the other dirties, before sauntering out towards the Bowl and the barracks beyond.


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