Fort Weyr - Library Archives
Surviving the ages is something that books are known to do, especially if they are left untouched for just as long. In this room, that's exactly what has happened. Put aside as trivial information or simply determined old enough to not impact present day life, these numerous articles stored in ceiling high shelves are the forgotten histories belonging to Fort.
Miraculously, the design of the room itself has prevented any of the books from damage. The rock base of which the room's foundation is actually one of the toughest rock known to man and cannot be surpassed by any creature living, while a layer of tiles of the smoothest stone gives this room a vibrant and mysterious appeal. The door itself on the room was sealed tight and allowed for a minimum amount of circulation, thereby preventing natural decay, although most articles may be brittle despite this. White marble has been used to create an insulating layer wall against the natural rock, giving the room an unnatural brightness and a enchanted atmosphere - while also giving it four distinct walls. The ceiling as well has been made smooth with an arching apex.
As for the books and mounds of information stored in this vault of information, the organization is clear. Books bound with hard covers are kept alphabetical in the towering skybroom wood shelves, where step ladders and scrolling ladders actually attached to the shelves move to assist a person in selecting a volume. The shelves are ornately carved, many crafted with a mastery none have ever seen. Meanwhile, scrolls have a sectional shelf where each scroll based on how they were itemized has a cubical square into which they are kept in. This shelf alone has over a hundred squares in which the scrolls stick out of. As well, any loose bits of information have been assembled in files that are stored in boxes along the back wall. Apparently, recording history takes up vast amounts of space and every where one looks in this room one would find a wealth of information. The ancestors of Fort live here.

Summer is well upon Fort and the humidity and heat that seem to hang over the Weyr leave no question of it. Though the skies are clear, storms brew off in the distance but whether or not they'll roll in and bring rain is uncertain. With lunchtime past and most weyrfolk going about their afternoon chores, those who can find respite indoors do so. So while the library archives are an uncommon place to find him, Th'ero is among the many shelves of books and hides and seems to be the only one aside from the archivists and even they are in their own corner tending to their own business. The Weyrleader has a large table to himself and various old looking hides piled on it, as well as one unrolled map and a small book filled with various notes. He hasn't bothered to sit and instead stands looming over the map, one hide pinned down in front of him as he frowns at it thoughtfully, almost brooding. Clearly, he's not finding the answers he seeks or he is and can make no sense of it. Regardless, the bronzerider looks frustrated, though he's doing his best to keep it masked.

Jeyinshi would love to be outside in this weather, but the dolphineer isn't. With a scowl on her face and small sack slung around her shoulders she quietly opens the doors to the library. With quick steps she makes her way over to one of the archivists, asking in a low but polite whisper for a particular tome that the man is soon off to get. "I don't see why I'm the one that needs to think up these things. I'm a dolphineer, not a scholar." She mutters to herself, shaking her head before giving a small sigh and finally bringing dark eyes up to look around the room. Eventually, her gaze comes to rest on the Weyrleader and with a crooked smile she makes her way over, stepping up beside him tilting her head at the map. "Can't read a map?"

Th'ero is so engrossed in his work that he doesn't hear Jeyinshi's initial arrival or when she speaks with one of the archivists. It's not until she questions his map reading skills that the Weyrleader's thoughts are snapped back to reality. He doesn't startle at least, though he does blink for a moment to the dolphineer before a smirk curves along his lips. "Of course I can. Otherwise I'd have been a lousy guard, now wouldn't I?" he muses, before the smirk becomes a grimace and the hide he had in front of him is rolled back up and set carefully on top of one of the stacks. The notebook is also closed as Th'ero turns to more or less face Jeyinshi, no doubt welcoming the distraction. "What brings you to the Weyr this day? Figured with the summer weather they'd have you at Fort Sea Hold." He asks her.

Jeyinshi grins, twisting around to just barely sit on the edge of the table and glancing over at him. "That's true. Then again, you could be like one of those children that can't read yet but pretend they can." She snickers at that for a bit before the expression fades and she lets out the tiniest of groans accompanied by an eyeroll. "I wish they would. Nope, instead of patroling the waters they apparently decided that I needed to find shipment data for the last 10 turns and compile it for their viewing pleasure. They even want me to make…" With a dramatic sigh and voice filled with 'mock' fear, the dolphineer looks around before continuing on. "To make charts! Using math!"

"I can read. Is that some trick you do then?" Th'ero counters, his voice low but his tone teasing. They may be some of the few in the library right now, but silence has a way of carrying voices. When Jeyinshi goes through a mock dramatic explanation of her duties, the Weyrleader's grim expression softens and a slightly amused smile returns. "You poor thing." He sympathizes, though his voice still carries a bit of a teasing hint to it. The map he had spread out on the table and pinned down is now gathered up and carefully rolled again, all while Jeyinshi sits on the edge. "What did you do to make them take you off active patrol? Or is this something just rotated between all of you?" Th'ero asks next, side glancing curiously to the dolphineer though his attention seems either divided or distracted.

"Shhh, you have to keep that a secret. Imagine what would happen if the Hall found that out." One eye closes in a quick wink while she settles in, eyes scanning the library just as the archivist returns and quickly pushes a rather heavy book to the woman. Once he's disappeared, Jey turns, dropping it on the table and leaning over it. "Rotational sort of thing. This week is my turn doing office work and just happened to be the same week they wanted records." With a small huff she pushes the book a way, her gaze going back to Th'ero then as she raises and eyebrow. "What's wrong this time? You're getting that look again." She props her elbows onto the table, looking up at him with expectant eyes as she stands there.

Th'ero only shakes his head to Jeyinshi's remark; his own reply left unspoken as an archivist approaches with the book the dolphineer was seeking (even if not by choice). He can only quirk a brow up in surprise at the heavy looking book, no doubt thankful he doesn't have to search through tomes like those - not today, anyways. "No luck of the draw this week then, for you." The Weyrleader murmurs while organizing the last of the books and hides he had pulled for some unlucky apprentice to no doubt file away later. Th'ero straightens a little when Jeyinshi calls him out, a small smile on his features as his gaze meets hers. "There is just a lot on my mind lately, work and otherwise. It's been awhile since I last saw you." It's not and answer and he knows it, but Th'ero is obviously stalling as he turns to lean back against the table edge, arms folding loosely over his chest as he settles as close as he can to the dolphineer and not upset either of their positions.

Jeyinshi smiles up at him with her eyes for a few moments, a brow promptly raising at the answer he gives. "There is always a lot on your mind, isn't there? And it certainly has." With a small sigh she looks down then, opening the book to a random page and beginning to absently flip through the pages. She doesn't really seem to be reading however, eyes simply grazing over the inked in words and charts. The dolphineer leans to the side a bit, just barely putting some of her weight onto him as she feels him move next to her. After a minute or two, Jey finally gives a small sigh, her hand pausing in mid-turn and head tilting up to gaze at him once more. "Really though. There's something and you're not telling me straight out…almost feels like a habit now. So just say it already. It's better to get things off your chest instead of holding them in."

"There always is." Th'ero agrees with a slight nod of his head and a distant look to his eyes as he glances off across the library. As Jeyinshi leans into him, the Weyrleader's eyes close for a second or so before opening again. When they do, his head turns a little to the side as he meets her gaze. "You're right." Th'ero admits with a slight sigh of his own. But rather then relax, he's tensing and that large book is given a wary darting glance before he focuses on the dolphineer again. "Back when I first became Weyrleader, when I hadn't heard from you for awhile, a friend of mine from Western visited and helped me. Gave me some good advice and kept me from shutting myself off." Th'ero begins, still keeping his voice low. This is nothing he wants any prying archivists overhearing, if he can help it. "We got involved after a flight, when neither of our dragons won. Continued on as friends…" He admits after a pause and it's here that the Weyrleader's gaze drops and some of his guilt shows through. "…but we've been together again. Non-flight. And I can't continue pretending there isn't anything going on between her and I, as well as you and I." It's the truth, however sugar coated it is. Even so, Th'ero grimaces after the words leave his lips, as if the truth is bitter all the same.

Jeyinshi continues to look up, a small smile crossing her features when he begins to talk. Soon her expression begins to drop however, her hold on the corner of the book's page tightening just the slightest. "It was a flight I…" She trails off as he continues then, fingers slowly uncurling from the page and pushing the book away, off to the other side of the table where it can't easily be reached. After he's finished talking, she falls silent for several long minutes, eyes staring off towards the stacks and her form stiffening, pulling her weight off of him and shifting a few inches away. Her mouth does open eventually, the tone simply cold and monotonous. "Kimmila. You can say her name, it isn't like I'm blind or anything. I've noticed that she comes to the Weyr often, everyone has I'm sure. Lucky her." She gives a quiet, bitter, laugh then, straightening up and lightly gripping the edge of the table as she continues to scan the stacks for nothing in particular. "When?" Once again, she tontinues in her monotone, features a blank mask.

Th'ero tries not to look too relieved when the book is pushed away, but concern soon settles heavily on his features. When Jeyinshi pulls away, he only closes his eyes again for a few seconds as his own expression falls to neutrality. The Weyrleader does glance up to meet the dolphineer's gaze though when he mentions Kimmila by name. "You've met her then? Or… did you hear?" That doesn't seem to settle well with him either, that possible gossip has been whispered. But what did he expect? It's a Weyr, after all. Nothing stays hidden for long. Th'ero's mouth draws down into a thin line when Jeyinshi laughs bitterly and it's then that he pushes off from the table's edge. "Jey," he begins, slowly and cautiously approaching the dolphineer and even being bold enough to lightly touch her shoulder or side with one of his hands should she allow it. "This doesn't have to change anything between us." Th'ero tells her gently. "And I am sorry I kept it from you. It was just…hard. I don't see you often and it seemed almost unfair to ruin what time we had." The excuse seems hollow though and the Weyrleader can only grimaces again as he struggles to both rein his thoughts and school his words. Now is not the time for him to blunder. Her question is met with silence for a few heartbeats and then Th'ero speaks up again, low and soft, though pointless by now. The archivists are gone into some secluded corner, leaving the two to their own devices. "Not long after the flight and it's continued since."

Jeyinshi snorts then, still avoiding his gaze and instead gripping the table harder. "It's not like I'm never here. When my rider friend sent me to help you guys with the whole 'search for weird trader object thing' I met her. Saw you two. Thought I was just being paranoid, but guess not huh?" She lets out another mocking laugh, this one at herself though. As he moves over towards her, Jey stiffens considerably, though she doesn't move away at least. "It doesn't? No, no of /course/ it doesn't." Her voice slips from it's monotone for the briefest of seconds before she closes her mouth once more, lids following suit as she continues to listen. "Continued." Dark eyes open then, staring straight ahead as she takes in a deep breathe, slowly letting it out and digging her fingers into the table. "The feeling? The….being together? You could….just say it. Exactly what you're feeling. What you want to do. Because right now….right now….Well right now, don't /I/ look like a fool?"

"No, you weren't being paranoid." Th'ero admits with a touch of sadness to his tone. He remembers that day, well enough now. The mocking laugh brings a slight wince from the Weyrleader and his touch only lingers once it's clear the dolphineer won't be shying from him. Jeyinshi's reaction only has him just as tense though and her words are met with silence and low, soft sigh. "You are no fool, Jeyinshi. None of this is to be blamed on you." Th'ero tells her and despite her obvious upset, he brings himself closer to the dolphineer almost standing behind her but still lingering by her side so as not to pin her with no escape. "You want the truth then?" he asks her, an edge to his voice as his temper flares for a breadth of a second and then is subdued. "What I feel right now is love for two women and I cannot choose and don't wish to. I've slept with Kimmila, yes." All the while, his voice stays steady and low, though his mouth has drawn into a thin line again and it's taking all Th'ero has not to loose his temper. "That I can't change. What I want? I want things to stay as much the same as they were, though I know that asks much of you and of her. I can't deny what I feel for Kimmila, but I can't deny what I still feel for you. It's…" And he stumbles here, shaking his head and frowning heavily. "…sharding complicated."

"Really? Because you know, that's exactly how I feel right now." Jey turns to face him, listening with the bitterest of smiles on her face. "I can understand. I don't like it. In fact I hate it. Hate it more than I've hated anything else. But that isn't what's got me so upset. You just….you couldn't have told me?" She bites her bottom lip, eyes darting away once more as she lets go of the desk, nails digging into her own palm instead. "It's hard for you. Oh I know that it's very hard for you. You don't want to ruin anything. But didn't you ever think it'd worse for me to find out that it's been going on for so long? I've been sitting there, all happy and naive despite the distance, thinking I was doing alright by us." The monotone finally leaves her voice, though the volume never increases, her speech simply growing more animated by the second. "But you could just never come OUT with it before now, could you? What else am I supposed to feel besides stupid? I should've noticed. I should've been more /suspicious/ of everything. But I wasn't. I trusted you. Guess that was the wrong move."

Th'ero backs up the barest of inches when Jeyinshi turns to face him and his mood only seems to turn all that much more somber when the smile she gives him is bitter. "I'm not expecting you to like it right now." He tells her, before wincing a little as the dolphineer stabs right at the heart of the matter and throws the truth right out in the open. The Weyrleader doesn't balk though or try to hide. He only tries to reach for Jeyinshi again, this time with both hands to gently grip her arms. While she may not look at him, Th'ero is at least trying to meet her gaze, even if he has to dip his head down in order to do it. "I regret that I kept you in the dark, I do. It was wrong but /this/ is why. It was… it was a cowardly way of going about it, you're right." His hold on her eases up a little once Jeyinshi's speech becomes more animated then before. Th'ero's jaw clenches and his expression turns almost cold at her next words. It doesn't last long though and cold is replaced by guilt and guilt by nothing but his usual neutral masks. "You can still trust me, Jey." He tells her, eyes never leaving hers even if she won't meet his still by this point.

"You thinks if this continues I will be alright with it eventually? Me?" Jey watches as his hands grip her, not moving away for the moment and instead staring down at them. "Because I'm angry and upset, that is why right? When you've only let one person in and this ends up happening of course I'll feel that way." When his voice turns cold, she finally does look up at him, her eyes moist and skin slightly flushed. "Can I?" She lifts her hands then, gently taking hold of his and removing herself from his grip. "And now I can't even read you again. Always hidden." She takes a step then, keeping her back towards him as she stares ahead at the door. "I have to….I have to think. Bye." Taking a deep breathe than, she heads out the door, one hand moving up to wipe her hidden face before she disappears back into the tunnels.

Th'ero is uncertain on how to reply to Jeyinshi, the words sticking in his throat and his thoughts jumbling. It's only made worse when the Weyrleader can see that the dolphineer is close to tears and that knife of guilt just twists all the deeper. As she pulls from his grip, it seems to draw him out from his frozen state but by then his chance has passed and it's already too late. "Jey." Th'ero calls once, gently as she begins to back away. Now worry crosses his once blank expression and other emotions flicker by as he turns to try to follow after her. "Jey, please, wait!" Words said in vain, as she reaches the door before him and the Weyrleader is left in the library and cursing under his breath. He paces a moment, before finally returning to the desk to gather his notebook and slip away, his mood becoming more brooding by the second. Solace is what he seeks and it won't be here, not with prying eyes and ears that have probably seen and heard enough to get the rumor mills going.

'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.