Who Riohra Sephany
What Sephany and Riohra chat about the odd day they have had.
When Spring-Summer
Where Lake Shore, Fort Weyr


Fort Weyr - Lake Shore
This lake shares many features common to mountain lakes — a brilliant blue jewel nestled amongst the rocks. The waters are crystal clear, and the north shore slopes gently before abruptly falling away into the depths. This lake does have one significant differentiating feature, however. The south shore of the lake is a tumbled mass of rubble, rock and earth of an ancient rockslide smoothed only by the elements in the intervening years. This rubble, as well as the rather sheer east and west faces, makes for the north shore to be the only one easily accessible.
Springs arrival is noted by the disappearing lake ice. As it melts it breaks up into smaller icy bergs. These bob randomly throughout the choppy waters, slowly disappearing as the temperatures rise. They also frequently provide sport and entertainment for the bathing dragons. The emerging shoreline is inviting, though the water remains chilly for their human counterparts. As spring draws nearer to summer, the waters begin to feel quite invigorating with Rukbat's growing shine.

It is the evening after the fortains returned from visiting new friends and eggs down at Igen. The evening light is at that stage where it makes everything have that purple and red hues, Riohra can easily be seen sitting on the sand with his back against a rock. A large mug is next to the tall hunter as he stairs over the lake day dreaming it would seem, every now and then a small gust of wind will blow through and gently tussle his unkempt hair.

It has been a busy day for the new Fortian weaver; after lunch at Igen and a quick jaunt down to Half Moon Bay, she has returned to Fort on the back of a young green dragon. She is dressed in what can likely be assumed to be borrowed clothes; an oversized shirt and pair of sweatpants that threaten to trip her as the long length pools at her ankles just a bit. Her hair is damp, and knotted, and she carries a small satchel under her arm. As the green dragon departs, Sephany looks to be heading towards the Living Caverns until a familiar figure catches her attention. She hesitates only a moment before making her way carefully toward the hunter. "Riohra," she calls out softly so as not to startle him on her approach. "Good evening."

Riohra opens one eye and will smile at Sephany "good evening your self" He will take stock of her appearance and give a slight frown as he asks "What happened to you? Or is this the weavers new spring line we have been hearing so much about?" either way the tall hunter is now quite curious. He will reach down and sip from his mug as he awaits the answer.

Sephany glances down at her own ensemble with a bit of a grimace. "I am glad to say it is not," the coming spring line. "I went to Half Moon Bay after Igen and, well… it was raining buckets. I was not prepared for that, but was able to borrow some clothes for the return trip, so that I would not freeze Between." The bundle under her arm is dropped before she carefully folds her legs and follows suite, settling on the ground near the hunter. "My Igen clothes," she explains, settling her hand on the bag. "I am afraid I may have ruined them, however."

Riohra nods at the explanation saying "well if you ruined them, doesn't that give you an opportunity to create something new?" always looking for a bright side. He will offer her a drink from his mug saying "It is just Klah, but it is still warm if you are feeling a chill" He will settle back a little "How was half moon I have been meaning to get down to see your brother and my cousin. Just things seem to have gotten away from me.."

"It would, if I was creating clothes yet," agrees Sephany with a hint of a grin. "But I am not quite there yet. It is alright; I have plenty more from living there. Although… I offered several of my old pieces to Kassala. The ones that will fit her, at least. Like the scarfs," she explains. "I will keep one or two, for when I visit," she murmurs more to herself. The offer of Klah is waved off politely, a little shake of her head and lift of her hand. "No, thank you. I am quite full from lunch at Igen and snacks at Half Moon. I am not cold just yet."

Riohra nods and will give a her a soft smile saying "Thank you for that. helping Kassala I mean, with this whole change we didn't really have time to get her new things." he will take the mug and sip on it as he watches the lake water ripple. "how often do you plan to visit? maybe we could share a dragon ride down there if we go at the same time."

"You're welcome. Though I don't know how selfless this act really is," admits Sephany with a bit of a soft laugh. "I only have so much space in my trunk, and I really don't need to keep all of my Igen clothes, now that I live at Fort," she explains. As for how often she will visit the desert Weyr… "I… don't know," she admits a bit softly, grey eyes going towards the lake as well as a faint pink comes to her cheeks. "I suppose a lot of that depends on whether or not I have a reason to visit. Though I do have family there," she mentions. "My mother, and a few sisters." After a small pause, she decides, "Once a month, likely. And if you are wanting to visit, we can certainly travel together. To spare the dragons multiple trips."

Riohra tilts his head at the young weaver and askes softly when he sees the color to her cheeks "And of course to see Zevuki right? I mean he is your friend it would be rude to visit with out at least saying hi." If he is teasing her he doesn't let on, understanding how hard affairs of the heart can be. "Sounds like we might need to get you a standing wardrobe, I think I saw one being moved out earlier. With a little sprucing up it might give you extra space?"

There's a bit of a smile playing around the corner of her mouth, and her eyes glance downward briefly in thought. "If he is amicable to the idea, I would certainly like to say hello when I am in the area. But I am sure he is very busy. I wouldn't want to disturb him at his work," Sephany explains logically. "Hm. I don't know if that would help. My room is rather small in size, and I already have my work station and dress form taking up one wall. I have a trunk, and a small hanging rack. It will suffice. Once I am a Journeyman, I can likely request larger accommodation, but until that time I am comfortable. But thank you, for the offer."

Riohra nod at the young woman saying "Well I think I will grab that up and refinish it, maybe Piper will need one or someone else who comes to the Weyr." He will look down at his own mug adding "Oh I am sure Zevuki wouldn't mind, he seems to have a set schedule of when he works." He will wait a few beats and than say "I could find out his shift time if that would make your planing go easier"

"It will also make a nice project for you," notes Sephany, "to occupy your time while Kassala is in Igen." A glance for the hunter; an empathetic expression for the future challenges that the redhead's candidacy may present. "Are you going to move with her?" she wonders idly. The offer of finding out the Igen guard's schedule now definitely has her cheeks coloring red. "Oh, no! No, don't do that," she almost pleads. "He is a guard, Riohra! How embarrassing would that be, for him to find out someone is looking into his schedule? Oh, no. Please don't." A quick shake of her head to follow her words. "I will take my chances. If he is available he is available. And if he is not, that is alright as well."

Riohra chuckles at her distress saying "Well who says it is for you, I got a fishing trip planned and maybe I want to invite the man who needs a little relaxation in his life" He gives her a conspiratorial wink. But when she asks if he will move his mood darkens slightly, not angry or anything just a little over cast than his usual sunshine "If she finds a dragon on the sands, it will be up to her what she wants. Should she wish me to join her when she graduates from weyrlinghood I would go faster than a dragon can between. But it will be up to her, she may need more than the turn or so weyrlings get to find her balance." He drinks from his mug and says "Either way I will be here for her."

A suspicious look is cast toward the hunter, though Sephany does not push the subject. "If you say so," is all she will offer regarding fishing trips and relaxation. "I still need to visit Telgar, before the ice thaws…" she murmurs, eyes going towards the horizon as if she can see the Weyr from here. For Riohra's darkening moon, grey eyes find the hunter and offer a sympathetic smile. There is no reach of her hand, no attempt at physical comfort, but there is quiet companionship shared between the two. "I suppose it is something you and she will need to discuss in detail. And if she should Impress… Riohra it will take more than a Turn before it would likely be safe for her and you… you know?" Another little frown of sympathy. "It will be alright."

Riohra nods and for once he actually lets the happy outward projection drop, as he looks into his mug as if trying to drown away the feelings he has raising saying "I really hope so. When your brother and the others impressed it was like a rift opened between us. Like the world became just a little more lonely, and I know Kassala loves me, and I her.. I know this means everything to her even if she will not admit it." He looks back out across the water, his face is a little tired as he seems to have been fighting back the hard truths with innocence and shear force of will. "I think that is the other reason why I don't stand with her, to make sure she can have this with out distractions from me there clouding her judgment."

The weaver remains quiet, watching Riohra with a soft expression and a little furrow between her brows. There is sympathy there, and a small ache for the pain that he must be feeling. A small closing of her eyes, a shared acknowledgement of the truth of his words. "I know what you mean," she murmurs softly. But she doesn't offer any more words than that. What would she say? She has no practical experience in these things. And so she offers the only thing that she can; companionship and empathy.

Riohra will, well not brood because he really isnt the type, more just relax and let it the emotions work though him. The taller man will gently lean against the weaver, showing he acknowledges and excepts her presence there and what she is trying to do. "Thank you" is whispered though unless she was listening it might of got lost in the wind.

Although there are many ways in which S'van and Sephany are different, and of course they are each unique and separate individuals, in the way they handle emotional situations they are remarkably similar. A show of silent support and companionship; the acceptance of leaning and a quick arm around the hunter for a brief squeeze. No attempt at empty platitudes or false reassurance. A soft smile for the 'thank you', which she hears because although her eyes are on the choppy lake surface, her attention is really attuned to her friend.

Riohra just sits there with the young weaver, quiet friendship is more important to a person than words. But he is as always Rio, the darkness that clouds him will be pushed away slowly. And while he isnt dismissing it he is certainly not going to let it ruin a chance to be around his friend. "So why on Pern are you really going about ice skating by your self? And dont feed me that line about you wanting to prove your self. Because take it from someone who knows who how to be fool hardy." he smiles down at her "I would hate to see you get injured or frost bitten because you were trying to win some bet."

Sephany is more than happy to move to a new subject, if just to give him something to distract from the impending loss. "Well… I suppose it's a bit complicated," she starts, curling her arms around her legs and leaning her chin on her knees. "There is no bet, though. There is no prize, if I should 'win', so to speak. Just the satisfaction in knowing I have kept my word. At first, it was simply a fun game, and a chance to prove that I am not afraid, and am willing to put my money where my mouth is. If I say I am going to do something, I will do it," she says resolutely. "And… I thought it would be amusing to see his face when I actually hand delivered two written reports. Because I am certain he thought I wouldn't follow through. But now?" and there's another flicker of a smile at the corner of her mouth. "It's a personal challenge and an excuse to go back to Igen." A giggle follows, and she adds, "I also really enjoy ice skating."

Riohra laughs, it isnt his usually one full of mirth but it is getting there "Well then good for you, you got to show people your not just another doe eyed girl with no back bone." He will nod approvingly and look back out adding "And I am very sure you impressed him. Ice skating is fun too, if not a little painful" he winces and rubs his shoulder seems he tried it again after the winter games as well.

Sephany laughs at the thought, shaking her head. "I don't know. He is very hard to read sometimes. I can't… I don't know what he's thinking. Which is probably why he makes such a good guard!" The thought is amusing, but she doesn't linger on it for long. With the sun dipping down, the temperature is dropping, and Sephany's wet hair is starting to remind her that she ought to go inside. With a little sigh, she gets to her feet, collecting her bundle of old clothes. "And no. Didn't I already tell you, Riohra?" she asks with a grin his direction. "I am no princess." She turns, pausing briefly to reach out and set her hand on his shoulder for a moment. "I am going in. I will see you later. It will all work out with Kassala…" and with that, she turns and makes her way back toward the Living Caverns, leaving the hunter alone with his thoughts once again.

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