'The World of Pern(tm)' and 'The Dragonriders of Pern(r)' are copyright to Anne McCaffrey (c) l967, 2000. This is a recorded online session, by permission of the author but generated on PernWorld MUSH for the benefit of people unable to attend.

Fort Weyr - Northeast Bowl

The northern end of the bowl can be an intimidating area, being that Fort is the largest weyr. The far north wall contains the gigantic opening to the hatching caverns, and to the west of that can be seen the sprawling ledges and carved stair cases that mark the way to the administration complex and the training grounds were candidates and weyrlings can often be found. The west cliff wall towers up, dotted here and there by darker openings that mark individual weyrs before it tapers to a point at Tooth Crag.

Run, they said after all the calisthenics, because 'we need to whip you lot into shape'. Nevermind that Edani chases cows for a living, or used to. So run he did and then, dismissed he's now jogging slowly to loosen his muscles and catch his breath, the sleeveless t-shirt clinging damply, a sheen of sweat on face and arms. It's not raining but alas - fates conspire and there's no escaping the damp it seems. At least there's time to wash as dinner is some time away.

Ezra is running too, but of a different sort. He's bolting pell-mell across the bowl from the administration complex, Zoi at his heels barking and loping along, her long legs easily eating up the distance. "Eddaaaaniiiii," Ezra hollers, short of breath as he waves a jacket-clad arm. He nearly meets with disaster when lanky legs slip a little bit and almost take him down, but he recovers enough to scramble forward towards the Candidate and his friend.

Mikal isn't running but maybe he should. He's emerging from the direction of the barracks and is headed cross the bowl with the intention of heading towards the Living caverns. Lets hope he doesn't get bowled over?

Edani has enough breath to answer when he's hailed, but saves it to wave instead. He'll wait until Ezra draws closer, slowing down to a walk. At least he's some distance away from the barracks entrance, so Mikal is safe from being run over by him. He's seen also and given a wave before his hand once more drops to his side and he rotates his shoulders and neck. "Ezra! Where are you off to?" It's an assumption because of the jacket, mainly.

Ezra skids to a halt and nearly falls when Zoi barks and tries to jump on Edani, but Ezra hauls back on the large canine's leash and hopefully gets her back down before she plants muddy paws on the Candidate's stomach. She's getting /big/. "To…see…you…" the boy pants. He's not in the best of shape, it seems, as he bends over to clutch his hands to his knees. Turning his head, he gives Mikal a long look, and then hisses to Edani, "Elara said I could go!"

Edani braces for an impact that doesn't come. Zoi's paws miss his shirt by less than an inch and he lets out his breath in a half-laugh, half-exhale. "Soon he's going to be pulling you off your feet instead of the other way around," he greets reaching a hand to offer Zoi his hand. "Hey Zoi-girl!" Hooray? He's finally gotten her gender down! As for Ezra's news, his grin is a touch wry, "She did huh? I'm still waiting to hear back from the powers that be whether I can go. With the new schedule, though, it's looking iffy." He's taking it in stride, if a touch disappointed, noticing Mikal edging around them at a distance calls, "She's friendly." Pause, "You're… Mikal right?" He's getting to know some of them finally.

Ezra is just about to correct Edani when he calls Zoi a boy, but then he calls her a girl, so…Ezra lets it slide. "Yeah…" he says, eying his growing canine dubiously. "You didn't say they'd get this big," he mutters, giving Edani a brief look. "And yeah, she did, but awww, we can't? Cuz' you guys are goin' all over Pern, right? You can look there, at least! And pass out flyers and stuff. Free trips!" Turning, he studies Mikal for a moment, and then nods. "Hi," he says, and then adds, "M'Ezra Stonehaven."

Mikal nods his head. "Yup, Mikal. From Xanadu." he clarifies, tugging self conciously as his white candidates knot. "You two out for a walk I guess? Don't let me interrupt your um…meeting. Nice to meetcha Ezra Stonehaven."

He totally did it again, didn’t he? He-she. One of these days it’ll come out right! "I told you they were cow dogs," Edani returns dryly, but though he's trying not to snicker, the smirk manages to escape. "Is she eating you out of house and home yet?" He would say pocket, but he's too kind to let on that he's noticed the hoarding. He flickers Mikal a perplexed look and explains as if the sweaty clothes don't give him away, "You're not interrupting anything. Just finished my run. I'm Edani." Back to Ezra, he nods. Oh he's kept a sharp eye out, "Our days off are taken up with that, but if anything changes, I'll let you know."

Ezra snorts, "But you didn't say they were the /size/ of'a cow," he mutters, not quite sounding like he is trying to make a joke. He shakes his head. "The kitchens're nice, and I do other stuff to get food for her." Yes, out of house and pocket, and Zoi frequently has her muzzle in there, looking for whatever treats her master has stashed away. Turning, Ezra peers with pale green eyes at Mikal. "Hi," he says, shaking his head. "Not interruptin' nothing. I've got lessons to go to. But wanted to tell you that," he adds to Edani, with a little smile.

Mikal isn't the most /observant/ person around. "Ah, a run." he wrinkles his nose. "I ran yesterday." to him that's enough running for 'sport' for him. He glances between the two a moment and shrugs a bit. "Food sounds good."

Drolly, "You got me there. I didn't," agrees Edani with a chuckle in his voice. Ezra may not find it amusing but he certainly does. He is pleased that the boy has permission to accompany him on the trip to his home area. "I can't wait to show it to you," he says, "so be ready at a moment's notice, okay?" Yay flexibility! It's something every Candidate is learning. He shares Mikal's sentiment on running, it seems for the lad gets a sympathetic look. "Yeah, when they say run, we run, don't we?" Sport? People do this for fun? "Are you settling in then, Mikal?"

Ezra nods, "I will," he assures Edani with a wider smile. Then with a, "Bye, Mikal!" the boy is tugging on Zoi's leash, heading back to the caverns.

Mikal bobs his head. "Settling in fine as frog's hair." he grins. "Actually I've just been having a blast meeting all the different candidates. There are so many! I think I'm the youngest though so I hope that doesn't mean everyone tries to get /me/ to do all the dirty job." he admits his worry to the older than he is candidate. Mikal amends. "Or at least among the youngest maybe."

Edani does a double-take, "A frog's wha?" Then he shakes his head. Nevermind. Ezra is off then and all he can do is blink and watch him go with a short laugh. Things are never dull with that boy. He tracks canine and boy to the caverns until they're out of sight, turns back to Mikal and catches his last comment. "I don't think so," he reassures about the dirty jobs. "We all have our own chore assignments. You saw the roster," he reassures him. The shirt is drying and it itches and… he probably doesn't smell so great. With this in mind, he excuses himself, "I need to wash before dinner. Catch you later Mikal."