Fort Weyr

Fort Weyr - Candidate Barracks
Carved from a natural bubble in the volcanic stone, this cavern has room enough to hold around two dozen occupants in comfort. Set into one of the long walls is a natural hearth area, not as large as some but more then enough to warm the cavern. Before it lays an old, well-worn rug that's colors have faded over turns of being un cared for. Mismatched chairs, an old couch, and a few randomly placed floor pillows finish up the sitting type area where candidates can relax after a long day of chores.
Along the walls are stationed sets of cots and clothes presses with curtains dividing them for privacy, each made up to the standards of the Weyrwoman. The left hand row of cots is made up with coverlets of brown and trimmed in black for male candidates, while the right hand row is made up with a lighter brown coverlet that's trimmed in white for the female candidates.
Above, the soft white light from electric lamps cast down during waking hours, while basket of emergency glows are stored in corners around the cavern for use during power outages.

Leuka steps quietly into the barracks, moving to make as little noise as possible as he pushes his hood back. It's early morning and maybe the Harper got up just early enough to gather some supplies and sneak back in before the Hunter wakes up. He signals a finger to lips to anyone already awake and moving about, universal signal for 'be quiet'. Leuka eases forward a couple more steps, stretching a little to the side to see if Riohra is still asleep.

Riohra is asleep or at least that is how he looks, his area is colder than the rest as he seems to have strategically places his bunk between two heaters so he gets that good fortian chill. The little brown firelizard is sleeping on the mans chest but is half awake when something comes near his bunk.

Leuka watches Riohra from across the barracks for a moment before turning back to slink out the door a moment. He's back very quickly, carrying a bucket mounded high with fresh snow. After that, he moves to his cot at the far end from the door room. Shoving a gloved hand into the mound, he has a handful ready to start hurling at Riohra's head….Right about…NOW! Leuka flings the handful of snow right towards the Hunter's head. Not bothering to see if he missed or not, the Harper is already reaching for more snow to fling, a laughs slipping out of him. No need to be quiet now is there.

Qorten was happy, he was sleeping, his master was happy thinking of human things then it got cold. TOO COLD!!! The brown firelizard wakes with a start and leaps to the air as he is covered in the cold snow he will jump between to pop out right in front of the offending man and his bucket of disaster powder and start to hiss and look threating. Riohra on the other hand will wake with a start "what the sharding hell!!!" He looks around half awake trying to see if there is another hole in the roof.

*SPLAT* goes the second ball of snow to the right side of the Hunter's face. Leuka is laughing while ducking away from the rudely awoken angry brown flitter. He uses the bucket as a shield for a minute and sidesteps before dropping onto his cot. "Oh leave off. You jumped in the way and ya know it." Yes, he seems to be arguing with the scolding flitter in between fits of laughter.

Riohra is hit again with the snow, he is awake NOW. The little brown is still angry but the mental command of his master sends him far between somewhere else, Rio is laughing and saying "If I was snoring you could of just told me!"
Leuka sets the mostly empty bucket down by the end of his cot and tugs off his gloves with a grin and shrug. "I could have, but where's the fun in that?" Shrugging out of his coat, he glances around for the brown "Sorry about Qorten though, silly thing wasn't supposed to jump in the way."

Riohra laughs "he will be fine, I sent him to go and see Kassala, it is warmer there he will be happier. By the time he gets back the little guy will have forgotten it happened" He shakes the snow out of his bunk and blankets saying "so what do they got you doing today?"

Leuka nod about the flitters and falls back onto his cot just as Riohra ask what the new daily assignments are. Grrr. "You did that on purpose." Waiting til he was already falling back that is. Pushing up with a grumble, Leuka tromps over to the board , scanning it a moment before he speaks up "Looks like to day is the Baker's lucky day. Day off that is." A snort for the man's cot then back to the chores. "Looks like you and me got Training today Riohra."

Riohra looks up and tilts his head "Training? like your going to actually come out to the training grounds and get your self in shape?" the mock disbelief is so thick even Leuka could play a tune on it.

Leuka snorts and gives Riohra a flat look "Do try and contain your shock just a little will ya?" He scans further along the list then moves back to flop onto his cot. "It's not like the cellos and other instruments are easy to toss around regularly. You make it sound as if I can barely lift a spoon."

Riohra shrugs and grins "Ok ok, maybe your not an old man about to die" he will make sure to get as much as the snow out as he can but it has probably already melted which means he is going to have a cold sleep later. "You eat breakfast yet?"

Leuka gives his head a shake, a yawn slipping out as he relaxes on the cot a minute "Not yet, only been up a few minutes longer than you. Just long enough to get dressed and get a bucket of snow." Scribe crawls out from under his pillow, her warm little cozy burrow, and slinks onto Leuka's head, peering down at him with a curious little stare.

Riohra chuckles and nods "well now that I am up lets go raid the kitchen" he starts to get dressed in his regular clothes but does watch for more snow.

Leuka sighs lazily before throwing an arm up in the air and points to the door as if to says /CHARGE!/ "Right after you! The other hand reaches up to scoop the young green from his head before sitting uo and giving her a moment of scritches. Leuka doesn't have any snow hidden around, just what's in the bucket over there.

Riohra gets his clothing issue fixed right and nods "Come on I will go scout for any visitors so we can have a quiet meal." He teases lightly as he pulls his boots on and goes for his jacket "come on wise one"

Leuka huffs "Yea yea. I'm comin." and gets Scribe settled on his shoulder before bundling his coat again and tugging he hood up before he steps out as he wiggles gloves back on. So deep in the Winter, it's freeze your toes off cold out there. "Remind me to take some extra from the caverns when we're done. I'll bring Fizgig along today."

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.

Riohra enters in from the bowl Leuka in tow, "Well if your going to have the dog train with us, this should be fun. We can get some raw meat and tie it to you and have him chase you." He says over his shoulder with a grin, always the helpful one.

Leuka seems to consider this idea for a moment before giving a hint of a frown and headshakes "Nah. I'll just sneaks a few strips of bacon down your shirt when you aren't looking and watch the fun proceed from there." He grins while grabbing a plate, scooping an assortments of things onto it before grabbing two full mug handles. "Besides, it'll do the pup good. Plus I need to train him some too. "

Riohra nods and grins saying " that could work. I can train him to help with hunting and retrieve things. Like maybe your wayward grasshopper." He heads over to the buffet and starts to load a plate.

Leuka snorts and glances around for a mostly empty table and spots one a little further along the wall. "There's no keeping up with that one. Especially his mouth sometimes. He'll spit out the first thing that comes into his mind without even thinking about what he's saying." He does give a little smirk about something though and add "And Grasshopper needs a bell around his neck so he can't just appear out of thin air like he does."

Riohra chuckles saying "We can do that, maybe put them in the cuffs of his pants so no matter what he does he will make noise."

Leuka sets his plate and mugs down and nods thoughtfully "That's an idea. Definitely do that." Grabbing the fist mug and slipping cautiously he grins and peers up to the Hunter "And I can fiddle with his Lyre. Wouldn't take me very long to carve a groove in the body of it and drop a couple of small bells in, then plug it up so he can't even tell." Leuka snorts and darts his gaze around looking for the young candidate "Will drive him nuts when he can't figure out where the extra bells are coming from."

Riohra grins at the harper, and says "Well I don't mess with peoples equipment, but be my guest" He chuckles and starts to eat his meal sitting at the table with Leuka. He glances around in the morning bustle of the Weyr, "I wonder where the little scam is?"

Leuka doesn't see Eiram around and shrugs. "I didn't see him in the barracks so he's probably already in the kitchen." Unbundling his coat, he reaches up to rub Scibe's neck a moment before coaxing her down to have a few bites he offers from the plate. Continuing to give the flitter attention while she heats, he slurps another bit of klah before taking up a fork. "See he didn't get another freeday at least."

Riohra nods and looks at the food saying "I wonder if they him help cook?" there is a scary thought alright. He sips the Klah with a grin "so you think anything crazy will happen to you today? You seem to be a magnate for it more than I am."

Leuka stabs a chunk of egg on his plate and glances to Riohra with a sarcastically confused frown "Huh? I've no idea what you are talking about. It's /just/ another day of training. /What could go wrong?/" BUMBumbum. Yep, he said it. What could go wrong with an ordinary day of training. "You'll see, day will be a piece of cake."

Riohra shrugs and starts chewing some meat hunk before he glances again, "True, wonder if it is snow runs again or they will let us train indoors" probably not but hey he can dream can't he.

Leuka shrugs. "I don't know. At least with the running I can manage to stay warm. Plus Fizgig will work off some energy, won't be as destructive with his chewing." One can hope. Taking a few bites from the plate, he glances among the tables briefly before peering back to Riohra "So, what was in that letter anyway?" The one the bluerider snatched. "Did ya even get o open it?"

Riohra shakes his head "Nope haven't got it back yet, I am sure if it was important I would of been yelled at by now" True story that is how he lives his life, one moment to the next.

Leuka laughs at his friend's way of looking at the situation. "Did you say that you got to go see her the other day?" Leuka works to shovel down more of his breakfast, while Scribe choose a more leisurely method of eating.

Riohra nods and grins with that moony look in his eye "Yeah she came up to surprise me for my Turnday, or at least a late one." he chuckles at the memory saying "Xerosaeth seems to like me for now so things might be ok when she graduates"

Leuka nods over his plate and tips back his klah a moment. "Do you know yet when they will be?" He scarfs down a few more bites before splitting a roll and shoving bacon chunks in it. He'll save that for later then scrounges up a bit of clothes to wrap some treats for Fizgig in.

Riohra shrugs and shakes his head "Don't know but they were talking about getting weyrs of there own there at Igen so not long I would figure." He grins at Leuka "Guess I am going to have to get used to traveling more if I am going to keep this relationship afloat."

Leuka snorts and finished scavenging food from his plate to give to his canine pup. "Since when have you disliked traveling. You like dragging me off to visit this tavern or that one." Laughing, he scoops Scribe up helps her to ind her favorite shoulder perch. Grabbing the dishes Leuka pushes up from the table. "I'm gonna go get Fizgig and meet you at the training area. Maybe we won't ro run /all/. day." He grins and starts off to get his growing canine.