Who Doktah, Thys
What Doktah becomes Thys's first candidate!
When Spring, Turn 2711
Where Bathing Cavern, Fort Weyr


Fort Weyr - Bathing Cavern
A high, domed ceiling stretches far overhead, voices echoing in the distance. Warm, moist air fills the room, coming from the variety of pools scattered about. Vines have been planted in baskets and grow up the walls, thriving in the soft artificial light provided by glows placed at random intervals about the room.

It's fairly late in the evening. Most people who take their baths in the evening have already done so and cleared out. Doktah, however, is just arriving. Maybe she was pulling a late night in what suffices for the TechCraft facilities here? In any case, it's time to unwind. One advantage of being late is having a largish pool to herself. She's taking full advantage, sprawled out in the water with a look of blissful relaxation.

An unexpected face enters the bathing chambers, pausing at the entrance to look across the pools, squinting slightly as if searching for someone. As Doktah just happens to be there, and might potentially know who she's looking for, Thys trots on in, heels striking the stone floor with a clickety-clack, until she's right beside the Techcrafter's pool. "Good evening," she greets, standing awkwardly there, hands on her hips. "Ah, I'm looking for… Faranth, what's their name again?"

Doktah opens her eyes slowly, awakened from her almost sleepy reverie by the sound of clicking heels and the voice of the woman looking down at her pool. "Hmmm?" She needs a moment to sort through that vague request, slowly sitting up a little straighter and pulling wet hair back from her face. "I'm… sorry. I'm going to need more information to be helpful."

Thys raises her brows when there's no formal greeting, given who she is… but then again, this is the baths. Can she really expect a full salute and formalities, when the poor girl's naked and all? A fact that Thys is trying very hard to not stare at. She's not used to public bathing. "Yes. Right. Of course you are." And as her expression clouds over, it's clear she's gathering the information from her lifemate. "Ok. Her name is… Doktah? About my height. Brown hair, brown eyes… works in the TechCraft."

Part of the problem here might be that Doktah's glasses are currently piled with her clothing over by the benches. That makes it rather difficult for her to spot knots or anything that might make her realize just who it is she's talking to. She seems pretty acclimated to the public bathing thing, but it does present some practical challenges. At the description she sits bolt upright, blinking with confusion. "That… That's me. Doktah, Journeyman TechCrafter. What can I do for you?" She asks, curious.

"Oh! Well then. Hello." Naked hello. Thys's cheeks are a little flushed, possibly from the heat in the room. Possibly not! She's certainly trying hard to focus on Doktah's face, and not… y'know. What's underneath it. "Goldrider Thys. Well met. Um… actually, I had wanted to seek you out because, ah, Am'ry had mentioned that you're going to look at the wiring in the weyrling barracks? Is that something you're good at?"

Now that there's a proper introduction, Doktah at least has the decency to look properly alarmed and manage a hasty salute. Well, something like a salute. It's really hard to manage a proper salute whilst once is lounging in a bath, but she at least makes an attempt. That's worth something, right? "Oh! Yes. I'm so glad you came to talk to me." She says, managing a small smile. "Electrical engineering, heating, and air conditioning are my specialties. I've scheduled time to do a full diagnostic and repair. It seems like they've been without proper maintenance for turns."

"Wonderful," Thys says with a nod, though not the entire amount of enthusiasm that the word should suggest. "Ah. Actually. I was wondering if you'd be able to come look at the wiring in my weyr sometime, too? I'd like a little more light in my office, and that's to do with wiring, isn't it?" She's not entirely sure; the wires she knows best are used to make jewellery.

"Certainly." Doktah agrees readily enough. "I mean… well, having proper electrical wiring is a pre-requisite if you're going to have proper lighting. Fortunately, I can set you up with both. You're in the administrative center, right?" Doktah sort of reaches for her coat. Well, this is awkward. "… Ah, I hate to ask, but would you mind handing me my pen and day planner? I'll make a note to come by and do an evaluation first thing."

"Actually, I don't know if you'll be free, first thing, that is." With a cant of her head and a little smile, Thys slips her hands into her pockets and rocks a little on her heels. "See, Am'ry said something to me, and I did a little research, and, well, you were a candidate at Igen before, weren't you? And Am'ry mentioned that Beauxth seemed keen on you, so I thought I would offer you this." She withdraws one hand, in which there's a white knot. "I didn't expect it to be the only thing you'd be, ahaha, wearing, though." That's assuming Doktah takes it, when the knot if held out to her.

"I… was." Doktah confirms about her candidacy at Igen. That turn in the conversation gives her some suspicion about what's being offered, and a little squinting confirms it. She blinks, shocked. "Oh! Oh. I… I wasn't…" She shakes her head. "… Well. One never expects it, do they?" She takes a deep breath. Trying to keep calm, maybe? Or make up her mind? After a moment, she smiles and nods, hand held out to take the knot. "I accept. Thank you. I shall do my best."

Thys sets the knot down in Doktah's hand, grinning. "Do you know, you're the first person I've ever asked to Stand?" And she seems pleased about it, slipping her hands back into her pockets now that they're empty, and rocking on her heels. "Well. Congratulations, Candidate. I wish you the best of luck. And, well, I can possibly arrange your schedule so that you'll have the time to come work on my wiring… but it won't be tomorrow. You'll be busy." She gives a little wink, then tilts her head towards the entrance to the baths. "Would you like me to wait in the living caverns to escort you over to the barracks and get you settled?"

"Really?" Doktah seems a little surprised by that revelation as she accepts the knot, smiling. "I wonder if that's supposed to be good luck or not? I think I'll just go ahead and assume it's good luck. And… well, as soon as I get a space in my schedule, I'll take care of that wiring. I'll take that over stable mucking every day." Stable mucking: the bane of all candidates. "Yes, please. I'll just be a moment, then I'll follow."

Thys laughs. "Really. In 10 turns, you're my first, so I really hope that means good luck!" She seems pleased to be able to escape the baths and the lack of clothes that go with it, so Thys nods and points to the outside. As if Doktah didn't already know where the living caverns were! "Ok, fantastic. Come find me when you're done, and we'll go and get you settled into your new home for the time being." The goldrider bobs her head in a farewell-for-now nod, then turns and trots out. She'll be waiting with a cup of tea in hand!

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