Spas and Separation

Survival Camp - Campfire Square
During the day this area is a small clearing that sits just big enough to land four dragons in it, though by night it becomes an inferno where a fire is built up that licks its stray bits of lights to the ground just before the barracks nearby. The two barracks sit across from each other in strong contrast, the leader barracks being a comfortable modern barracks that looks clean and kept in good eminence while the follower barracks has a sharp destitute about it, looking that the ivy and decay is a day away from making the whole thing collapse.

It rained a day or so ago, but now the sun is back and the skies are clear and things that once were muddy are dry. It's a nice day! Wherever they are, it's summer, and Ka'el…loves summertime FAR more than he does winter. Can they stay out here a little longer than a sevenday if they wanted? By now, their time out at came is probably almost up, and no one has died of starvation or dehydration! That's a plus. Ka'el himself has fared better than last time. No bouts of moodiness or anger thus far! Right now he's settled in the shade of Kanekith's lazily half stretched wing, a piece of jerky hanging from his mouth as he sharpens the edge of a blade.

Mur'dah and Kalsuoth have done well too, the darkly hued brown fairly good at hunting - or at least scavenging - enough food for himself and his rider, and Mur'dah even managed to carve a few bowls for them to use. "Hey," the brownling says as he approaches and sits down near enough to talk, but no so close so as to encroach on their personal space. Kalsuoth lumbers closer as well, to settle behind his rider, stretching out and sighing contentedly.

Ka'el is alerted to the arriving duo by Kanekith even before Mur'dah's greeting, and the sharp sound of a blade against stone pauses shortly thereafter. He looks over at the brownriding pair and inclines his head in reply to his greeting. "Hey," he says in return, somewhat smiling as he lowers down his tools. "I've come to figure that the point of bringin' us out here again was to show that we've learned stuff since the last time," he says with a smirk. "Now, if it's to show us that or to show the AWLM's that they haven't totally wasted their time on us? That part I haven't figured out."

Mur'dah snorts, grin crooked as he leans back against his dragon's side, shading his eyes with a hand. "Maybe it's both. Or maybe they're sick of us and needed a vacation. V'dim needed a spa weekend or something, down in Boll. Some of those…what're they called. Rejuvenating facial peels." Now there's a scary thought.

A spa day, huh? Ka'el…gives a visible shudder. "Rejuvenating facial what? Is that when they put that gunk on your face and claim it has magic powers that'll make you feel pretty? .. I mean, better?" He snerks, imagination going wild as it conjures up the image of V'dim, laying out with his face covered in creams and vegetable peels and a pink fluffy towel wrapped around him. Double shudder! He folds his blade. "I think they're wastin' their time. If they think a face treatment's gonna relax an' refresh him, they're wrong. He'll need a face transplant for that. One that can smile without makin' it look painful."

Mur'dah grins, "I don't know, something my sister was rambling on about once." Then he laughs. "Careful now, I'm sure he's got ears all over this place. And his job can't be easy. I wouldn't want to do it, that's for sure. Teaching a bunch of baby dragons and kids how to be riders? Doesn't sound like fun to me at all."

Ka'el looks left and right slooowly. "I've always thought the same thing.. 'bout him….and his spies.." Probably the trees. The trees have ears you know! And the hills.. have eyes. He makes a mental check in with Kanekith. Everything good? You can rest your wing down, you know. Which the bronze doesn't, seemingly rather content just as he is. It's good to be out in the sun again! He's been a complacent bronze ever since they left. "There must be somethin' about his job that he likes. He's been the Weyrlingmaster…heh, forever, hasn't he? I wouldn't want to do it either, but at least he gets a break when there aren't any weyrlings." Maybe that's why he does it! Vacation time. He shifts his weight a little, resting his head back against the bronze hide behind him. "We're Betweening…can you believe it? The world's our playground now."

Mur'dah nods, "Well…yeah. I mean I assume he enjoys it. Otherwise…" He'd be grumpy? HMMM. "Shards, I know. Where are you going to go first? When we can go wherever we want?"

"I dunno," answer Ka'el, with a grin. The freedom to go .. anywhere! With the right coordinates, of course. but still! Anywhere! "I want to go back to Ista," he says after a short bit. "With Sori, if she can. Y'know, the whole goldriding, Junior Weyrwoman thing? Dunno how much she can just .. go places without it bein' like, a diplomatic event." A vague nose wrinkle at that. "But uh…I don't really know. I've never really been anywhere. Fort, once. Ista, once. I'd like to just appear somewhere and see what happens. Kanekith's been itchin' to explore since we Impressed." A smirk. "How 'bout you?"

Mur'dah nods. "Yeah, you two must be itching to be, like…alone. Without the whole Weyrling class around." Smirk. "Me? Been thinking about visiting the cothold. Just…I don't know. To prove something? Maybe? Otherwise, just go around. Thinking about requesting the transport wing. Seems like a great reason to explore."

Ka'el smirks. "Nah, it's been better since we all got our weyrs. Actually…come to think've it, it's all been better since we got our weyrs," he laughs. "I think we needed some separation, y'know? We've all been around each other an' sharing quarters since candidacy. I dunno if it was just me, but people were irkin' my nerves. Even people I like." He retrieves another piece of jerky and gestures it his way. Want some? "Even if she didn't want to go, I'd still go to Ista. Their beaches are wicked and their food's good. Ever been?" he asks before he nods to him. "Yeah, they said that if you wanna see the world, Comet's the way to go. Kanekith'd kill me," he snickers, and Kanekith rumbles. "He hated shadowing that wing."

Mur'dah laughs, but he looks a bit uncomfortable too. Mental pictures…ugh. No thanks. "Really?" he asks, a bit surprised. "I kind of miss having everyone around…" Nodding, he reaches for the offered jerky with a 'thanks'. "Ista? I…don't /think/ I have. No. Don't think so. I'd've remembered. Oh yeah? Why did he hate it? Too…menial a job for someone as epic as him?" he asks, though his smile is almost fond. /Almost/.

Ka'el leans and tosses the jerky over to Mur'dah. "Yup, really. I dunno, I guess it all chalks up to .. I'm eighteen, I've been sharin' quarters since birth." A smirk. "My brother Kinden was the worst roommate ever. Feel fortunate you're not the youngest of six. You get conned into all sorts of things. Then on Xanadu, I shared with apprentices. Then candidates. Then weyrlings. .. Yeah. I've been long overdue a place to myself. And," he laughs and lifts a hand to pat at ol' Kanekith. "He didn't like feelin' like a runner. Carryin' people here and there. Carryin' packages. He thought it was.." «Embarrassing. Demeaning. Preposterous.» "Boring," says Ka'el, ignoring the helpful inputs from his dragon. "Have you shadowed already?"

Mur'dah nods. "Well, I'm almost sixteen and I've been sharing since birth, but…dunno. I like it." Glancing at the bronze, the brownling nods. "Yeah, doesn't seem to fit his personality. We did, yeah. I liked it. So did Kalsuoth. It was fun exploring and having an excuse to go all over, meet people."

"One've the many differences between you an' me," laughs Ka'el. "If I run into someone who's lookin' for a roommate, I'll send'm your way … when your weyr is in order," he adds, remembering that a bit too late. "Heey, maybe you won't have to worry about fixin' up your weyr too much. You'll be gone so often, you could probably find places to sleep wherever your delivery takes you."

Mur'dah chuckles, "I'll just add it to the list," he teases, grin crooked. Then he shrugs. "Yeah, well. I'll get it fixed up eventually. I need to have somewhere that's mine to take girls and stuff. But…yeah. I can sleep wherever until I get it fixed. And Sori was nice to let me use her barn. I won't over stay my welcome though. And I think Marel is irritated I'm not staying with her…" Ugh, girls. Pushing to his feet, Mur'dah stretches. "I'm going to go check the snares, see if we'll get fresh meat for dinner."

Ka'el snerks, then nods. "Yeah, definitely. A place to take girls. Can't imagine any one've them bein' too impressed if you bring'm back to Luraoth's barn." Making out with a gold dragon watching you, sharing with Soriana what she's witnessing. Not creepy at all! "Sori's a nice sort've a girl with a nice sort've dragon. Crazy how they match like that." As for Marel..well. He can only smirk at that and shrug because, yeah. Girls! He's had his fair share of trouble and is glad to pass the buck to someone else. "F'you need help, give a holler to Kanekith," he offers as Mur'dah goes off to be productive. Ka'el? He stays where he is and contributes to the better cause in his own way: He takes a nap. Gotta be well rested in order to be productive later!

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