'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 - Training Complex

The remnants of a historic collapse are apparent here, as the slope face of the bowl has a predominant downward curvature. It's likely long ago, that a cavern larger than any Fort currently has was where the training complex currently is. A probable cave in triggered a fissure on the bowl wall which lead to a great chunk of it dislodging, thus creating the rounded slope.
Yet, many centuries later, all that remains to give evidence is the pocket made into the bowl wall. It seems that the inhabitants of Fort Weyr have made best of the created space. Rock on the ground proper has long since cleared, but pebbles and loose shale are constantly underfoot. Still, the sprig of some green leafed vegetation isn't too out of the ordinary in these parts, as long as it doesn't get trampled by the comings and goings.
It's clear that this area has been designated for the training of young minds, whether human or dragon. Surrounded by rock on all side, it's like a personal weyr bowl for the youngsters to minimize distraction and danger. The candidate barracks have been built across from the Weyrling barracks, so that one group can educate the next. Finally, placed in the center of the two entrances of the opposing barracks, near the rock face, is a statue with a memorial plaque.

A'lin doesn't generally deal with the candidates as far as his duties go. In fact, he's been mostly absent from things while he preps for the eventual weyrlings. This is his first batch where he'll be play an active role in teaching them! And it was good to be prepared. With the hatching any day now though, everything has been put into place and Ada has extra time and energy to burn! So right now the big man has got two big barrels full of water in each arm and is doing squats. "59! 58! 57!" And so on. The brownrider looks like he's strayed from the gym rather than the weyrling barracks, dressed in a pair of loose pants and a white shirt with no sleeves.

Nanny duty is always so much fun, even more so when little kids are pulling on her hair which she is rather sure a few of the kid yanked out some curls for some voodoo doll so they can possible torment her more when she isn't around the nursery and out of there sticky finger clutches. She is making her way into the training area, a bronze firelizard clinging to her shoulder as if she may disappear. The voice is caught before she catches sight of first Eirwyn and then the rider that is lifting water barrels? She blinks as she pauses next to Eirwyn, a soft ah escapes her but that is about all she can get out. (Abigail)

Eirwyn was supposed to be in the kitchens. Well she did show up and she made it to lunch time, but not to dinner time. The cook had managed to keep her name off the kitchen roster since her first fateful appearance and were all too happy to give her leave early today. So Eirwyn finds herself coming back to the barracks and for someone who has been in the kitchens well she has a lot of dirt on her pants. As she approaches her footsteps slow as she watches the rider doing squats.

A'lin is getting his squat on! With two big barrels he's managed to hoist up that are full of water. You can hear it slosh around in them as he goes. And apparently he's got an audience, as well. But he doesn't seem to notice. At least not until he's counted all the way down to zero. Then he stands up after setting one barrel down. The other he offers to Eirwyn. "Here, hold this for me, candidate." The assistant weyrlingmaster says in a booming voice. Then he laughs. "I'm kidding! Hello candidates! I'm A'lin, Njordeth's rider!" After setting down the other barrel, he offers a hand to Eirwyn, then Abigail in turn. "Are you here for a work out? It's a great way to clear your head! If not, would one of you mind helping my work out? I need some additional weight!"

Yes he has an audience. It is not everyday they see a rider here excercising like he is. Eirwyn looks to Abigail as she approaches and leans over to her, "You know who he is?" She asks in a whisper as she crosses arms across her chest. Yes they watch him through the countdown and when he suddenly suggests she hold the barrel, Eirwyn goes bright red at being caught watching. "Um…yes sir…" She says as she starts forward but looks relieved when it turns out she doesn't have to hold it after all. A hand is tentatively extended to A'lin before giving a questioning glance to the older candidate and back to the rider again. "Oh..I was just getting cleaned up…Additional Weight?" She asks obviously a bit thrown by his words.

Edani is weightlifting. Sort of. He strides through the area slowly but nothing much can be seen of him but his lower legs. He's covered in giggling kids. There's one on each leg, one on each shoulder, one on each hip, one riding pigga-back and one clinging to his front. Thank Faranth they're very small? They're apparently 'steering' him by turning his head, which is how he's gotten out here with them. Much to their dismay, he pauses to watch the barrel-lifting and remains despite their cajoling to keep going.

Abigail shakes her head slightly as she hears Eirwyn. "No idea" Is murmured back to her friend while she still watching the rider. She is wondering how he is lifting them barrels like that it seems. Though as he looks over and spots them she ahs softly and flushes a moment herself. "Hi Nice ta meet ye. I'm Abigail." At the bit where he asks Eirwyn to hold the barrel her eyes widen slightly and a soft breath escapes her once it is at least a joke. "I dono about joining in. I've been a jungle gym for the kids all day." Much like Edani is at the moment it seems! "Helphow?" She questions curiously.

Most riders didn't exercise like A'lin does. Which would explain why he's so much more muscular than your average rider. Maybe he expects to have to carry the baby dragons around as a weyrlingmaster? A'lin takes Eirwyn's hand and shakes many more times than he needs to, his grin all mustache. "Good! Then you won't mind getting a bit more dirty then!" A'lin gives Edani a funny look, then moves over to remove the child clinging to his front by the back of their shirt. "Now now. Candidates aren't meant for riding, all of you!" Then to Abi. "Hello, Abigail! It is terrific to make your acquaintance!" The brownrider moves over to where a chin-up bar has been set up. It's clearly for him, given how high it is off the ground. "I need you two to come over here and step on my feet, and hold onto me."

"Um…Wyn." Eirwyn gives her name as her hand is shook, reminded when Abigail gives hers. Then Edani is coming in with a herd of children attached to him. Her confusion at A'lin's appearance is overriden at least for a short time by that amusing sight, "Are you alright there Edani? I think they have mistaken you for a runner today." Yes she seems quite amused by the looks of things. Then A'lin is intervening and removing kids. Then the rider is talking to her and Abigail again. The request causes her brows to rise. "I am not sure thats appropriate sir." She responds quickly, clearly not sure how to take this rider. She again looks over to Abigail with an almost pleading look on her face.

The child hanging onto Edani's front clings when A'lin pulls on him, which causes the candidate to stagger a step or two. "Oh, I don't mind," he says mildly. "At least this way, they're not scattering and running in seven different directions." He manages a hand free, even though he's got each arm curled about the tots on each hip and so offers it to A'lin to shake. "Edani, beastcrafter. Well, candidate for now," he amends with a lopsided grin. "Never better," he quips in answer to Eirwyn. "Hi Abby." Then he's giving the rider a little blink, perplexed about the strange request. He just told the kids not to climb on him but he wants the girls to? Okay. This he has to see.

Abigail curiously watches as the child is removed from Edani. "At least they didn't take to yank out bits of yer hair." She would have gladly taken the kids clinging to her then. "I didn't mean to flee on ye Edani but when I was told I could leave I sort of took the chance and ran." Her pale gaze is then back on A'lin and a soft ah escape her. "Wait…Ye want us to step on yer feet?" She sends an unsure glance towards Eirwyn's, as if she knows what to think on the matter! "I…Yes what Eirwyn said."

A'lin smiles to Eirwyn as well. "Good to meet you, Wyn!" There's a shake of Edani's hand as well. "And Edani, beastcrafter and candidate! Also runner for small children. It is a good way to wrangle them, though I prefer to have full use of at least some of my arms and legs while walking about." A'lin looks at the two female candidates confusedly. Really, Edani could join in as well! But he looks like he's got his hands full of children. "Hm? You stand on my feet and hold onto me so you don't fall off. Then I do my chin ups, and we both get lifted! Otherwise I have to strap weights to myself, or I only get the weight of my own body during the chin up. It's easier to have someone just hold on!"

"I was in the kitchens today…they couldn't get rid of me fast enough. Fortunately for them I nearly fainted from the heat and they had a good excuse." Eirwyn says to the candidates though she looks fine now, a half smile on her lips. How did she end up with dirt on her knees from kitchen duty? She looks back to the rider as he explains what he wants them to do in more detail. She looks rather skeptical at first before finally she shrugs and steps forward. "I suppose I shouldn't be responsible for you not having a good workout sir." She still does not look fully convinced this is a good idea, but well its something new.

"Don't blame you there, Abby. I'd have split too," Edani answers easily. His shift isn't up yet, obviously, so he's being that sort of patient that only a condemned man could have. There is no escape! Or something like that. His grip is firm, (all that milking, probably) his handshake brisk when he returns that handclasp of A’lin’s. Aaaand that's okay, he's not up to hugging A'lin while he does chin-ups anyway, kids or no kids. He'll let the girls have that one. Hah! He cants his head and gives Eirwyn a look up-down pausing at her knees and the question that springs to his lips is exactly that, "So… they had you on your knees scrubbing floors instead?"

"They have given me serious thought to getting my hair cut." Abigail says with a faint grumble at the thought of kids, yanking and pulling her hair. Her firelizards are bad enough chewing on her hair when she isn't paying attention. Her attention though is back on the rider and she just peers at him, pondering. "Wait, ye want us to step on yer feet and hold onto ye?" Is this a joke? A haha at the expense of the two candidates here? She just gets the feeling someone is going to jump out and go 'jokes on you!' as soon she agrees to this. A glance is sent towards Eirwyn, and she takes in a soft breath. Well if her friend is going to do it she supposes she will too then. "Alright…" This is so your fault Eirwyn!

A'lin would also assume that Eirwyn was on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor. Which wasn't a great job. But was something a candidate might get assigned to do, if they couldn't contribute any other way to the kitchens. Edani didn't want to hang off of A'lin? Well, that was his loss! Once the candidates are close enough, he'll compel them to take their positions by -hugging- them into place. "Alright ladies… hold on!" And so it begins! The great chin-up race! A'lin has no trouble lifting all three of them, though the stand the chin-up bar is on is starting to look a bit… bendy. It's probably not designed to handle A'lin's weight, let alone that of three people. "One! Two!" And on they go. Though thankfully the brownrider is only doing twenty reps this time. Hopefully no one falls off before then.

"Oh no, I went out into the garden to get some fresh air and ended up helping Fynnigan do some planting." Eirwyn says with a little colour coming to her cheeks. Really over plants? That answered she quickly steps over to the rider and gives him a curious look again. Then suddenly she is being hugged by the muscly brown rider and gives a little yelp, and ends up automatically wrapping her arms about his torso as she steps on his foot and closes her eyes. "This is so weird…" She exclaims to Abigail, though she keeps her eyes closed during the process. Well better then looking into the sweaty armpit of a rider at least.

Edani chuckles at Abigail's plaint. "Try braiding it and coiling around your head?" Though if she wants to cut it, he won't be stopping her. He will have to live with being deprived of A'lin-ness. The holdbred in him would cringe if he had to join in on that exercise anyway. And he's got to watch the kids. Eirwyn's blush goes unnoticed. Or maybe he simply ascribes it to having her dirty knees the topic of conversation. He shifts under his load of kids, who are becoming restive, the one A'lin had plucked off him scampers over and climbs back up his front. Three pairs of hands turn his head towards the caverns. Okay! Time to go. They probably need a potty break about now anyway. "See you guys later. Nice meeting you Sir," he calls. And with that he toddles off (more like staggers, but yanno).