Xanadu Weyr - Siebith's Weyrbarn

Covered in rough, weathered wood, aged by the weather and the sun, the irregular grayed clapboards outside of this weyrbarn lend the place has a rustic, masculine charm. White shutters and window boxes overflowing with brightly-hued tangles of flowers on the lower windows and flowering vines twine about the supports for the porch overhang add a feminine touch, softening the stark stone steps leading to it.

The worn stone floor of Siebith's area is just inside the large sliding door. The living area of the weyrbarn has an open, airy layout gives the utilitarian, bachelor-like plain white-washed walls and simple hardwood floors a sense of wide open spaces. A sturdy mahogany-toned table with chairs that somehow manage to match despite their variety accent the earthy, wooden tones of the kitchenette. The same dark reddish hues are in the door at the far side of the barn, as well as in the low-slung coffee table in front of the plush, worn couch. Dusky sea-blue rugs are scattered here and there. Dark golden curtains hang on either side of the many windows and partition off the loft up above, led to by a black wrought iron set of ladder-like stairs. Lilies arranged in glass vases on the tables provide a crisp of white counterpoint to the dark wood tones.

A new addition, the bedroom has walls of the same plain white, but the floors are made of newer wood, still shiny with polish. A four-poster bed of the same red mahogany takes up the most of one wall of the small space, a blue-and-cream linen coverlet spread on the wide mattress. A set of wooden bureaus take up the bulk of the wall opposite while another wall has been painted upon in the very center with a seascape mural, its crisp blue waters and sandy shores. The final wall is graced by a feminine-looking writing desk stacked with papers and bedecked with knick-knacks. Over the bed, a set of stained-glass windows allows golden-brown light mingled with white whorls and blue haze to shine into the room with the rising of the sun, though both panes are able to be unlocked and swung wide to accept lake breezes.

While stumbling about the room at dawn to throw some clothes on in the giddiness of her pre-flight state, it's quite likely that Thea awoke D'had in the process. Gigglingly invited to come along, whatever his answer, her departure in Seryth's wake was, as usual, inevitable on her part and without a backwards look as she gave in to the irresistible pull of her queen's deepest needs. It is now midmorning, the clearing is void of the gold, who is out near the feeding grounds still asleep and curled up with her mate. Thea returns to the weyrbarn having already visited the bathing caverns and thankful that the baths were empty - most people busy with their duties or sleeping off the after affects of an rather energetic goldflight.

Given the early hour D'had probably woke to her leaving and that invite and promptly fell back asleep without quite putting two and two together given that Siebith wasn't on for the chase. Of course later when he woke to an empty bed and a mental note from the blue outside he knows exactly what happened. When she returns he's on the couch with a mug of klah, a second waiting on the table in front of him.

Shedding her jacket, which thankfully she'd had enough sense remaining to put on before she left, Thea hangs it on one of the pegs, turns to face that couch. She doesn't approach right away, instead tries to take D'had's measure. It's simply impossible from here, so she kicks off her boots (she had the sense to put those on too, though she's out walking in wintertime with wet hair, go figure) and walks slowly on over to her klah-sipping weyrmate and eases herself down beside him without saying a word.

D'had says nothing while she removes jacket and boots. When she settles beside him he reaches for that second mug of klah to hand it over to her. "Congratulations?" he comments. Just the one word, nothing more.

Thea is unsure whether it's sarcasm or not. There's a little relief showing on her face (he's not drunk and he is -here-), but still Xanadu's Weyrsecond is still getting a mighty close study from its newest Senior. She takes the klah reluctantly with a quiet, "Thank you." Chilled fingers wrap around the mug while she curls her legs up underneath her. The silence stretches. Finally, "Donn?" And in that one word is all her confusion at the sudden change in her life, wanting to know if he's alright with it, seeking reassurance and strength from him.

"You'll do fine," D'had replies to that question of hers. He could be drunk, he could be upset, but instead this morning he's eerily calm about it all. Then again it could just be one of those wait for the shit to hit the fan moments.

Which really tells her nothing that she needs to hear. Perhaps with those few words it's easy to misread that eerie calm. Setting the mug carefully on the coffee table, Thea shifts restlessly. "And you?"

D'had takes a long drink from the mug that's still in his hand. A delay? Perhaps, but when he answers its first with a shrug of a shoulder. "We'll make it work." He pauses again before leaning to set his mug on the table and turning to catch her hands between his. "Look, we both knew it could happen. Ain't no point bein' upset."

Thea nods agreement, they did know even if she really, really didn't want to. Sea green eyes search his dark ones, intent as he speaks and when he catches her hands, she curls her fingers around his, applying gentle pressure as she gives the man a radiant smile, "Thanks Donn." It's simply put and heartfelt, but she wants something more. Tugging his hands she seeks to move closer to him, crawling to settle in his lap. Teasing now, she asks, "Do you know who your new Weyrleader is?" Because if Siebith hasn't shared who caught, she's going to have a little fun with him.

"I heard a rumor.." D'had replies to the question of Weyrleader, reaching to curl arms around her and help her settle on his lap. "I just need one thing from you, Weyrwoman," he's subtly teasing at that title, but in the request he's completely serious. A pause for her to question what that might be and he answers, "Ya need ta promise ya ain't gonna work too hard."

Well shoot! There goes her tease. Settling, Thea slips one arm around the back of his neck, while with her other hand she runs the tip of her forefinger playfully along his jawline stubble. Her eyes are dancing when she asks, "Then I guess if I told you it's L'ton you will not believe me?" She sobers, her head tilting to one side with his serious request and she does indeed ask what is it. He can so easily hook her with curiosity. Her answer takes some time in coming, she knows he knows her tendency to overdo, to want to do things right and all by herself. "Uhhh…. I'll…. try?"

D'had's jaw tightens at the mention of that bronzerider. "Don't even pretend that's true," he replies. "You're just lucky I had time to hear who did win the flight." At her reply to his question however he ducks his head to steal a kiss. "Don't be afraid to ask for help, alright."

Thea can feel that jaw muscle bunch under her fingertip and she laughs quietly after returning his kiss. "Oh really? I'm lucky?" No, there's no pretending it's true about L'ton, but she does have to say, "We both know it could happen. There's no point in being upset if it does. Right?" Okay blame it on lingering flight effects, she's deliberately provoking him with that and her next low-voiced comment which is, "You can be very sure I'll be asking for your help Weyrsecond."

D'had chuckles, aiming to scoop her up as he stands. "Good," he replies, turning towards their room. "You must be tired after such an early morning though."

He's always telling her she must be tired. What is UP with that? She might surmise he's either trying to shut her up or get her to bed… or both. Whatever the reason, Thea just snickers and leaves the comment without reply, except to squeak when he rises so suddenly, but she's clearly pleased with the situation. She's taking the rest of the day off and her Weyrsecond is going to be busy for at least the next little while if this Werywoman has any say about it. He did say to ask for help, didn't he?

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