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Post by Na Qaiah on Nov 5, 2011 15:52:55 GMT -5
After checking in with everyone, or at least she hoped she had checked in with everyone, Shamara held a small map with directions on it for finding the Candidate Barracks. The person that handed it to her was nice enough to include where other things were on her way too. She would want the dinning hall when she was done selecting her bunk and putting her few things away.
Here was the dining hall, it smelled delicious, here was the latrines, bathing rooms and another hallway to who knew where. Shifting her armload of linen and clothing they gave her, she looked at the map once more. This should be it.
Taking a deep breath, Shamara pushed the door open with her foot and entered the room. She noticed there were more bunks available then those that were occupied. She headed toward the sound of girls talking. There were several sitting around on different bunks doing various things. She figured she was in the right place. Turning a complete circle she noticed the area neat but defiantly girly.
She chose what looked like a unoccupied space and gratefully put her things on a bed. Shaking her arms out, she inspected her space before starting the task of putting her things away. She wasn't sure she wanted to speak just yet to those in the room, she just didn't want to take the chance just yet of making a mistake. So instead she just busied herself and listened to the others talk.
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Post by freya on Nov 19, 2011 17:30:26 GMT -5
Trelia had been laying down in her bed with a headache and thoughts of a certain blue rider when she heard a noise. She turned to see other girls talking to and whispering as a new girl entered the candidate barracks. The young woman sighed for a moment as she took the cloth off her eyes and then looked over across at the other young woman. A young woman that looked to be around her age and smiled it was about time that they got more female candidates. "Hello," said Trelia as she propped herself up on a elbow and looked at the other woman as her brown hair ended up falling to her shoulders. The young woman was always up for meeting new people and was pleased that they had a new female candidate.
"Your new aren't you," asked Trelia as she looked over at her and noticed the woman was taller then her? She sat up completely with her legs dangling off the side and said, "My name is Trelia,". The young woman had been fighting a huge headache for the last few days as she was bombarded with more chores then lately. Trelia knew that the chores we're to prepare them for what lay ahead and waited for the other woman to speak up. Her eyes wandered among the woman's belongings and noticed that they we're few like her own. When she had been searched there we're very few things that she wanted to bring along and had only brought the bare essentials.
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Post by Na Qaiah on Nov 26, 2011 17:47:35 GMT -5
Smiling brightly Shamara noticed when the girl that introduced herself as Trelia sat up, she took a cloth off her eyes. The only time she did that was when she had a bad headache. Walking over to the girl she spoke still smiling. "Hi Trelia, I'm Shammy and yes I'm new." She answered in a quiet voice. "You must have a nasty headache?" She asked as she looked from the cloth back to the girl. She kept her voice low, she knew how much loud noises mad things worse.
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Post by freya on Nov 27, 2011 14:17:02 GMT -5
Trelia said, "Yeah, been a long day," as she looked at her for a moment and then sat the cloth down beside of her? "Where you from," asked Trelia as she always interested in meeting new people? The young woman was pleased that they had a new woman candidate because they could use all the candidates they could get. "It's good to have all more candidates especially with two young queens who might rise soon," said Trelia as she looked at the young woman. While she hoped that the two young queens would rise soon and provide then with a large clutch of eggs.
"I can't wait till one of them rises," said Trelia as she looked at her and then looked onward as most of the beds we're empty. "There is only one other female candidate right now I think she is at chores," said Trelia as she looked at her. Her headache was calming down a bit as she smiled at the young woman and then got off the bed. "I'm from a small cothold on the edge of the territory," said Trelia as she looked onward at the different empty beds. "I was here for the last hatching didn't impress hopefully it will go better this time," said Trelia as she looked at the new girl.
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Post by Na Qaiah on Nov 27, 2011 23:34:16 GMT -5
"Me too, I mean from a small cothold that is." Shammy replied sitting down on the nearest bunk. She didn't know why she decided to talk to this girl. She usually stuck to herself. It was easier that way, you didn't get hurt and you didn't make embarrassing mestakes. She didn't seem to be able to help herself. Maybe this girl would make a good friend? She was still hesitant.
"You have stood on the sands once already?" Shammy asked suddenly interested. "What's it like? And I'm sorry your dragon wasn't there. It will be soon I'm sure." She added. She had never met anyone that had gotten to stand once, she would be hurt if that happened to her.
Shammy decided to relax, she unbraided her hair and started running her fingers through the butt length locks. It felt so much better to let it down. "Was it as scary as I've heard it can be?" She asked with a small shutter. "How soon until one of the Golds rise, does anyone know?" She asked in a rush then decided to shut up for a bit.
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Post by craziestcatlady on Nov 27, 2011 23:41:44 GMT -5
((OOC: Is it okay if I join?))
Friily slipped into the Candidate barracks. She tried to not look directly at the two girls, clearly also Candidates, hoping that they would not even notice her yet. Her heart was nearly hammering beneath her breastbone, and she was already nearly so nervous as to be sick. She couldn't help thinking what on Pern she was doing here of all places when just this morning she was shoveling manure from the barn.
The past half day had been ... strange, to say the least. And all of it had escalated until here she was at the Wyer, a hopeful Candidate for a dragon.
A dragon.
The thought calmed her, reaffirmed why she was here, what she was doing. Her queasiness vanished, replaced by one certainty: she would be a dragonrider. She knew many, many candidates never Impressed, but she could not, would not doubt herself. To do so would be to admit defeat before even trying.
She picked a bunk not too close to the other chatting girls, but not very far from them either, taking a firm hand of her shyness and silencing the urge to take the bunk furthest away from everyone. She spent a few moments to busy herself in straightening up her area and putting things neatly away.
A wooden board with hides tacked on it caught her attention, and she slipped over to it to read it. She made a mental note to herself to seek out the Candidate Master as soon as she was finished settling in, already earmarking the WeyrHerder Apprenticeship as perfect for herself.
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Post by Na Qaiah on Nov 27, 2011 23:45:00 GMT -5
((Please do crazy, glad to have you))
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Post by Na Qaiah on Dec 2, 2011 20:55:52 GMT -5
Shamara noticed the new girl enter the barracks. She tried to watch her at the same time she was talking to Trelia. She needed to head for the latrine. It would take her right past the girls bunk. "I'll be right back, I've got to go to the bathroom." She said turning red. "I see we got another new one. I won't feel quite so out of sorts now." She said getting up. "Is your head feeling better?" She asked. Trelia did look like she was feeling much better.
Turning and heading straight for the latrine, Shammy smiled at the new girl on the way out. She would stop to say hi on her way back. While she was preoccupied she had time to think about the past few days, things had happened so fast. Finishing up she washed her hands before returning to the barracks. Looking at herself in the mirror she tried to picture herself as a dragon rider.
She was still smiling when she entered the girls room. She stopped a moment by the new girls bed. "Hi 'I'm Shamara, but everyone calls me Shammy. I just got here a few minutes ago myself." She said greeting the new comer.
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Post by freya on Dec 3, 2011 12:54:33 GMT -5
Trelia looked all at them for the moment then laid back down as she continued to rest. She noticed another girl had join them in the barracks and decieded it was best for her to rest. Her head had been pulsating for days and the young woman deceided to be quiet. The young woman continued to rest because the stress with everything that had happened continued to plague her. It was the stress of the fact that she might never impress as the thought drifted into her mind.
She knew that the queens would rise soon yet it seemed to take forever. It had only been about eight months since the last queen had rose and she knew that even during a pass they only would lay two clutches a turn. Her sigh was apparent as she was quiet and continued to rest thinking about how great it would be when the next queen would rise. Trelia hoped that she would impress next time and would fly because she was trully envious of those learning to fly right now.
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Post by Na Qaiah on Dec 9, 2011 13:28:43 GMT -5
Shammy noticed Trelia laying back down. And sense the other girl was busy, she decided to just check on Trelia then go lay down herself. Not that she thought she could sleep, but it had been a busy day.
"Trelia, would you like me to refresh your cloth with cool water? Maybe it would help." Shammy offered as she walked back over to the girls bed.
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Post by craziestcatlady on Feb 4, 2012 1:18:30 GMT -5
Friily's muddy brown eyes were calm as she turned to the other young woman, completely masking her instant nervousness. Her heart was beating too quickly, her mouth tightening with her anxiousness. She cleared her throat softly to keep her voice steady. "My name is Friily. It's nice to meet you Shammy."
Her slender hand extended, ready to shake in greeting, her eyes unwavering in contact.
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Post by Na Qaiah on Feb 14, 2012 15:45:01 GMT -5
Grinning from ear to ear, Shammy took Friily's hand. "I'm very pleased to meet you Friily. I hope you will like it here. Where do you come from?" She asked as she sat down on the edge of her bunk. She noticed the young girl seemed nervous and that was OK with her. She remembered her first day here to.
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