Just Your Typical Night at Eastern...Not!

Eastern Weyr - Commons Cavern

A grand stairway leads downward into the cool rock of the commons cavern, a place for socializing and relaxing, as well as an area that provides solid shelter from the seasonal storms of this area. One of the few caverns at Eastern Weyr, the rock here has been worn away by centuries worth of water movement, leaving a nearly glass smooth polish over much of the room. Rocky shelves line the walls on which electric lights covered with paper lanterns rest, providing adequate illumination for the area. High above are further light fixtures, enabling a wide range of lighting options here. A natural pool occupies half of the far end of the cavern and is supplied with heated water piped in by an ingenious techcrafter. All about the room are balconies of rock with stairs leading to them and small dumbwaiters for the purpose of delivering food and drink to their heights.


It's unusually cool, and humid, which means it's foggy, and even at this late hour, there's Eastern residents skulking about. Some have klah, some have something harder; most have bread or soup. Here and there, a few flits make mischief, and a young, bedraggled, and wet young weyrling is getting hauled back into the Weyrling Caverns…where his distressed lifemate can be heard squealing in discomfort. Someone's got thicktail!

Into this every day, if late night, chaos, comes the Phantasm wingleader, stumping and grousing as he goes…"Shardit, Pot…you nincompoop! Ninnyhammer! Numbskull!" The fat flit is 'fleeing' his human…somewhat lazily and none too swiftly…but his compatriot Kettle is right there beside him, fleeing the 'wrath' of the bronzer.

Ur'yu makes his way into the commons cavern, escorted by none other than…H'tor! Ack! The greenrider is limping a bit, and the nice(yeah right) H'tor helps him to a seat. Ur'yu plops down into the chair and manages to put his foot up on another chair. "Sharding holes, who keeps digging them anyway? I bet it was Phaili…or maybe Darlth.." He's just muttering a little to himself. "I need a drink." He tells the brownrider, who willingly obliges by getting the greenrider something alcoholic…and strong!

Tarrin sits at one of the back tables speaking softly to Slidra and leansing back in his chair not seeming to notice the new arrivals.

"Ummm, no, ovines can't talk….Well, I lived on a farm that's why I know…no, I can't understand when they bleat." Miho shuffles into the caverns, her bangs pinned back for once and even wearing a half sleeve shirt instead of her usual longsleeve. But there's no one accompanying her. Human or otherwise. She seems to be talking to mid air. "Baaa. That's how they sound."

Ur'con stares, for just a moment, caught in his grumbling at the sound of the apprentice glasscrafter babbling nonsense. But he scowls again, and goes back to getting some klah. "Son of a whernugget. Stupid flit…and don't think I'll forget that! You two are sleeping on a perch from now on!"

Ur'yu receives his drink from the helpful brownrider who settles into a chair next to him. Only after he has taken a sip and sorta kinda calmed down at least a little, does he notice all the people in the caverns at this time of night. Mihoyan's blabbering gets a raised eyebrow, as does Ur'con's cursing of his flits. Hmm, did everyone wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something. Oh great, and there's his ugly brownflit headig his way, dripping as he moves. "Don't you dare.." Did the usually pleasant greenie just growl? Whoa! Must have something to do with that brightly glowing green lump in the middle of the main clearing no doubt.

Pietersite stalks Ur'yu.

"No….how would I know why he's mad at them….YOU go ask! I don't want to!" Miho gives a few quick peeks at the Wingleader and his scolded flits, but doesn't bother to ask. Apparently whoever she's talking to will. "The flits keep making a mess…that's why he's wet. Oh, stop asking questions! My head hurts!" The glasscrafter practically whines, shaking her head and slipping into a chair at Ur'yu's table. "I don't care if you'll dress in an ovine suit, go away!"

Ur'con quietly STARES at Mihoyah as he comes back with his mug…and then sits down carefully. Right. Things are even weirder than they were when he woke up. "Good to see Eastern's functioning as nicely as ever." Um. Yeah. Right. His little troubles seem VERY little now!

Ur'yu peers at Miho, then just takes a long drink from his yummy beverage that H'tor so kindly got for him. "Wow, this is good." And thenhe offers the glass to Miho with a grin. "Want to try some, it's yummy." So H'tor is trying to get Ur'yu drunk and Ur'yu is trying to get Miho drunk, and Miho is having fun with the voices in her head. Poor Eastern, what has happened to this wonderful weyr.

"Why are you mad at the flits?…I just ASKED! I don't know yet!" Miho thumps her head down onto the table, hitting it on there a couple of times before, glancing over at the offered glass. "Oh….stop being a nag, it'll be fine! It's not like alcochol is bad…ARGH!" Apparently fed up, Miho takes the drink and puts it to her lips, taking a rather long long sip.

Pietersite doesn't fly or hop onto the table, nope, he climbs Ur'yu's leg up and up and up to his person's lap, then he hops onto the table and gives a nice big shake, sending water droplets everywhere!
Ur'con peers again, and then answers the glasscrafter carefully, "Laid down for the night, and found that ONE of them had secreted a handful of small fish in my pillow…and apparently those fish had been laying in the hot sun for a bit first." Um…gross!

It is perhaps a little sad that Miho doesn't react to the water at ALL. She simply sits there and gets sprayed before continuing to sit with water dripping off of her. Someone had been playing with flits too much recently. "Oh…that's gross!… I already said it's gross….stop COPYING me!"

Ur'yu acks as Pietersite shakes off right in front of him. The greenrider glares at the brown who just looks up at him with a 'what?' kind of expression. Then he wrinkles his nose at Ur'con's firelizard tale, "Ew, gross! That's why he's not allowed in my bedroom." He pokes a finger towards the ugly little brown. And now his yummy alcohol is watery. Oh well, H'tor is already on his way to get him another, isn't that nice of him?

Ur'con agrees, "I threw the pillow out…I'm sure the steward will have an explination for that, but I don't care. I'm going to get some klah, try and let my weyr air out…and go back to sleep in a bit. With a new pillow."

Mihoyan looks up then, staring after the brownrider. "You ask…no..I don't want…oh FINE! Ur'yu….why does he keep getting you drinks? Getting drunk at night is not fun, you wind up in strange peoples beds." Because Miho had once. "……I TOLD HIM! Stop giving me your opinion. Go sleep in the barn and get a towel yoruself if you're so concerned!"

Ur'yu giggles after a moment, and leans close to Miho all secret-like. "Cause Kojak is glowy and he thinks keeping me drunk will give Nevarith an edge over Cyrilth when she goes up." And, well, Ur'yu was never one to turn down alcohol, especially whilst his green is proddy. What else is there to do when you're grounded and not allowed to leave the weyr anyway right? Ah, speaking of which, H'tor bring the fresh drink and slides back into his chair, which just so happens to be even closer to Ur'yu's now.

Ur'con there is a long, quiet stare, before he inquires, "Mihoyah." Yup. There's that Journeyman to Apprentice tone. "Have you eaten or drunk anything odd today? Or hit your head?" Because now he's really confused…and concerned.

Mihoyan goes slightly wide eyed at the whisper and stares over at the brownrider. "Oh….oh well…." She leans over to Ur'yu, her voice also going down to a whisper. "I think he's dumb…" She leans back up. "I KNOW! I told Ur'yu alre—hm? What? Oh…" The glasscrafter screws up her eyes, holding a finger to her temple and tilting her head. "Oh! I did fall down…I think I hit my head on a table corner."
Ur'yu aha's quietly, that explains the talking to herself and stuff. "Hey, that happened to me a few sevendays ago. S'dan made me stay in bed for a day afterwards." He giggles at something or other before taking a drink from his cup.

Ur'con frowns. A lot, and then uses his best, 'I'm your Wingleader' tone, "Apprentice, you'd best go see the healer. It's not normal to hear voices after you smack your head unless you're J'em."

"Hmm…I guess I will….he says he doesn't want to…" Miho looks at Ur'con a bit helplessly. "Oh now he's mad…he thinks you're trying to kill him…well I hope you DO go away. You make my head hurt. A lot."

Ur'yu considers Miho, and poor H'tor is temporarily ignored in favour of the glasscrafter and her voice. "I dunno if it's him making your head hurt or your head making your head hurt." Wait, what? Ur'yu even blinks at his words. "What part of yerhead didya hit?" Hey, where'd that slur come from, he peers at the drink in his hands.

Ur'con frowns that much more, and then really rises to his feet, "Miho, come with me. We're going to see the healer now." No brooking that! Miho's in trouble (tm). "You'll be in the infirmary until I hear otherwise from them, as well. Off duties."


Eastern Weyr - Infirmary
A long series of caves, each well lit with electric lights and featuring walls and floors laborously chipped smooth. A triage cavern/waiting room serves as the nexus between the doorway to the lower caverns and the tunnel leading to the infirmary weyr and is furnished with a soft rug, comfortable chairs, and a bookshelf with books to read while waiting. To the one side of this central area is an emergency surgery cave: steel-topped cabinets on wheels situated around a central table, with a sink and storage cabinet. To the other side, narrow man-made hallway links the healer's office, a small staff conference room, an examination cave, another surgery room, a storage cave, and several caves set aside for those patients who need to stay in the infirmary for an extended period of time.
The major doorway that leads out into the clearing beyond is a heavy one that rivals the sturdiness of the one guarding the Commons Cavern's main entrance. Put in to hold out the foulest weather, it generally stands open except in the worst of storms, a small bell on its far side allowing for letting in of stragglers who were too late to be let in the main doors.


It's with great reluctance that Miho heads to the infirmary. They make her take off her clothes! Not that it's likely today since it's a head injury. Once Ur'con drops her off with one of the healers, Miho hops onto a bed, babbling to herself. "No, that's gross. Why would I mix bubblies and fingerroots." Maybe she really is crazy. The healer who'd gotten the skinny earlier certainly looking at Miho oddly.

It could be too much time with firelizards and not enough time with humans, perhaps? Ur'yu has managed to follow after Miho and Ur'con, cause he's nosy. Also because his ankle _hurts_ and he has reluctantly decided to let the healers take a look at it. He's met by an apprentice healer and shown to his own table. "I see something is wrong withher, now what's wrong with you?" The apprentice asks, and Ur'yu lets him know he fell in a hole and his ankle now hurts. H'tor actually didn't follow them in, he's more afraid of the healers than Ur'yu is, the big brownriding chicken.

Mihoyan looks over and is surprised to see Ur'yu there too. "Yes…he's hurt as well…but I think he'll be ok…oh shut UP. Stop being so pessimistic! Persimisstic. No that's not the right word." The glasscrafter scolds her innner mind voice, which doesn't go down well with the healer at all. "Ohhhhhkayyyy. You're going to sit right there, and lean back a bit. And don't close your eyes or try to fall asleep or anything…"

Ur'yu is way better off than Miho is right now, he's only got a sprained ankle, but she's got, erm, crazy in her head. Okay, but he comes close to punching the healer that starts maneuvering his ankle around trying to check for anything serious wrong with the greenrider's ankle. Good thing is that he manages to control himself this time and the poor healer doesn't get punched out. "What's wrong with Miho over there?" He asks, peering at the crazed glasscrafter.

"Nothing….though he says I'm crazy. I'm not crazy!" Miho crosses her eyes, apparently trying to scold the voice in her head. "I think she's got a concussion…unless she's always been like this, in which case we need to get a mindhealer." The healer frowns a bit, flipping through her points, at which point Miho looks at him with narrowed eyes. "You're a…MAN."

Ur'yu headshakes, "I don't think she's usually like this." And the greenrider tries hard not to slur his words, but those drinks he's been given by H'tor have all been strong. "Hey stoppit that hurts!" He scolds the healer at one final test to his ankle. The healer gives his diagnosis. "You're fine, greenrider, just a sprained ankle. Keep off of it for a few days and stop drinking so much, it's bad for your liver." Apparently Ury doesn't like that last part because as the healer turns away to offer his fellow healer assistance, Ur'yu sticks his tongue out at the man.

Mihoyan looks up sharply as Ur'yu complains and looks around before picking up a towel and throwing it at the retreating healer before dissolving into a fit of giggles. "You hit your head….and I'm assuming that greenrider wasn't the only one drinking some." The glasscrafter attempts to look innocent but only succeeds in being more giggly and suddenly purring like a cat. "Mhm, you're right. That's how cats sound!"

Ur'yu giggles as the towel is thrown at the meanie healerguy. "Only a little." He grins ever so sweetly, or tries to look all sweet and innocent but can't quite succeed through the giggles. "Kitty!" He laughs and makes his own purring sound. Oye, poor healers!

"I can be an ovine too! Bahhhhh!" It's a rather failure of an immitation and the healer can only shake his head, rubbing a hand through his hair with frustration. "We're not on a farm. You two should be more sensible. You aren't childr—" "BAAAAAAH!"

Ur'yu isn't an ovine, nope, he does however, "Moo!" Now he's a bovine. "Are you sure we're not on a farm?" He giggles and earns a scolding eye from the healer, "You sir, are not helping!" Again, greenrider gives that innocent little angel look.

Mihoyan giggles, "We're on a farm! On a farrrmmmm. BAHHH!" She looks at the healer, lowering her voice to a whisper, which is quite loud and actually carries across the entire infirmiary. "If you're good, I'll take you home and….dress you in an OVINE SUIT!"

Ur'yu grins as he hears the 'whisper', whee he's got awesome hearing, or something like that. "Ovine suit!" Giggles! "I wanna see him dressed in an ovine suit."

Someone heard that! But Miho doesn't seem to care, instead she grabs hold of the healer and looks over at Ur'yu. "YES! He should wear one! You should wear one." The glasscrafter seems to now have converted into little girl and tugs at the healer's shirt. "Pleasu? Pretty pretty pleasu?" Poor bewildered healer.

Ur'yu giggles, "Only if he says Baaaah!" Come on mister healer guy, you know you wanna be an ovine. "I'm gonna…gonna git ya an ovine suit for him!" And he gets off his table as if to go do just that. "Wait, where'd I park my green?" He peers out towards the caverns, and then to the ground weyr, then the clearing. "Heehee, there she is!" Nevermind that he's likely to get stopped either by pain in his ankle when he takes a step or one of the healers that knows his green is proddy and he's not allowed to leave the weyr.

The healer opens his mouth, about to perhaps say something but instead making a mad dash towards the greenrider and attempting to catch him. "Don't even THINK about it!" The sudden escape of her new model earns a quivering lip from the glasscrafter. "No! Let him goooo! He's getting me an ovine suit!"

Ur'yu whoas, hey where'd that healer come from so quickly? "Heeey, yer fast fer an ovine." Another fit of giggles. "I hafta go git, erm..git an ovine suit, yeah." He even ruffles the healer's hair. "Then you kin be a good pet ovine."

The healer is not at all happy about the whole head patting and such. "No you don't. You are obviously not sane. Let me see your eyes. What'd you drink?" Before trying to examine Ur'yu, the healer also tries to drag him to a bed over by Miho…who is now whining and in tears. "T-th-the OVINE SUITTTT!"

Ur'yu crosses his eyes to look at the healer and then…another fit of giggles strikes him. "Drink drank drunk what H'tor gave me." Ayup! "Was good too.. He blinks as he finds himsef being dragged. "Heywaitaminute! Gotta get the ovine suit."

"Lethimgetitlethimhetitlethimgetitttt!" Miho whines as Ur'yu gets plonked down into a bed next to her and resorts to throwing pillows at the healer. "Sweet shells. What in Faranth's name is wrong with you two? Did she drink that stuff too?" He ignores the ovine suit comments, which earns further wailing and pillow throwing from Miho. "No OVINE SUIT! That's the end of this discussion!"

Ur'yu pouts as he's plonked down. "Hey but he said I was fine." Blink blink. "Hmm? Yesh, I shared." Cause he's just so nice like that. "But ovine suits are fun." Hrmph, big bully healer person. Greenrider now pouts…well in between the giggle fits that won't go away.

With quite a bit of difficulty, the healer leans down and manages to shine a light into Ur'yu's eyes before twisting around and shining the same one into Miho's. "OW! Hey…that hurts….yes I told him it hurts. He's being mean!" Those voices were still there. "I want an ovine suittt! They're so cute and cuddly and fun! Let him go!" Another thrown pillow which lands smack dab in the healers face, earning a growl from him. "No silly, that's not how sheeps speak!"

Ur'yu blinkity blinks at the light. "Hey! That'snotnice!" The greenrider even swats at the offending light. "Y'great bigbully!" The greenrider accuses the healer. He laughs as the pillow hits the healer and earns a growl. That's what the big bully gets.

"Drugged psychotics. That's what both of you are." The healer grubmles, shaking his head and glaring sternly at the two. "Urrrr'yu, Yur'yu, Yuyu!" Swimming head meant swimming letters for Miho it seems. "One, two, three then attack!" Her whisper is a not so whisper really. "I heard that!" The healer looks around, perhaps for help. "No you didddn'ttt."

Ur'yu peers at the healer, "Not psychotic…ovine suit." Then he grins at Miho. "One…Two.." Poor poor healer, he doesn't stand a chance really.

"THREE!" Miho lets out a cheerful cry and tackles the healer. "FOR THE OVINE SUIT!"

Ur'yu leaps off the table towards the healer. That is until the foot attached to his sore ankle strikes the pavement. "Owwie owwie!" And instead of tackling, the greenrider just kinda topples over towards the poor victim..err healer.

Eyes widen and the healer falls to the ground with a grunt and quiet string off strong words just short of curses. "SUCCESS!" Miho beams as the healer goes down before realizing Ur'yu's ankle had given out. "Ahhh! Oh no oh no! Are you ok?" There's at least a bit of sanity….but only cor the greenrider's concern. Apparently the healer bully didn't matter.

Well, the healer's been taken down, that's a good thing right? Ur'yu sits up like nothing even happened. "I'm okay." He'll just have to remember not to put so much weight on that sharding sore ankle. He watches the healer a moment, then Miho. Okay, so they took out the guard, now what?
Mihoyan sits up as well, perhaps confused as she looks down at the healer, who isn't quite unconcious but quite debilitated. And then she stands, grabbing a pillow and fluffing it before gently placing it under his head. Then, with a quick look around, she scampers off, acting quite sane and pointing another healer towards the incapacitated one. And once their attention is on him. "Let's go Ur'yu! FREEDOM!"

Ur'yu grins and gets to his feet with a giggle. "Let's getoutta here." He moves quickly, though is careful not to keep any weight on his bad ankle for too long. Hmm, where are they going anyway?

Where /are/ they going? The path they take is seemingly random, some empty areas,s some undeserted areas. Over the hot tub and through the ovine pensss….to somewhere else they go! Miho is not a good leader, especially when she's druged and tipsy.


Eastern Weyr - Southern Clearing
The southern clearing of Eastern Weyr is nearly comparable in size to the main clearing, though it contains a distinctly different landscape. Opening into the feeding grounds and the infirmary it serves as a major area for wing drills and relaxation in the evenings during the cooler seasons. Dirt pathways meander from structure to structure, linking the areas of the weyr well, though sparse grass lines the trails and provides space for entertainment and relaxation. Tall trees to all sides of the clearing offer shade and serve to delineate the boundaries of the weyr from the wilderness. To the opposite side from the infirmary, huts and weyrs have been set up in island fashion. A paved path rings around the back of the bulky hatching cavern that looms overhead, leading towards the crafter clearing and its constant, noisy industry.
The cool of the evening leaves this huge clearing mostly silent as most of the activity has moved either to the beach or the commons cavern and the main clearing. All around, colored paper covers electric lanterns, lightly pathways to huts and weyrs as well as the other areas in this clearing. Springtime has arrived on Eastern Weyr, the flowers budding with wild abandon and all about new growth of the jungle seems to be the theme both in the animal and plant kingdoms.
It's fair and mild, with a few clouds in the sky.


Ur'yu giggles as he makes a run for it, err a limp for it? There's gonna be heck to pay after certain people find out, but for now they're free. "Ooh! Ovine!" He grins.
Mihoyan skids to a stop at the mention of an ovine. "WOOLY!" She scampers off to the post he's tied to and motions Ur'yu over. "Look, look, he's SOOO cute!" Consequences? They're drugged! That doesn't even occur to Miho.

Ur'yu giggles and hobbles over to the ovine, silly distractions, they're gonna get caught this close to the infirmary. "Cute." He reaches to fluffle the ram's head just like he did the healer's.'
Mihoyan giggles and pets the ram as well. "Bahhhh!" This comes from Miho, though Wooly does give an answering response and nuzzles against their hands quite affectionately. "So cute!" They will get caught soon, in fact, there seems to be a faint echo of footsteps somewhere in the surroundings….

They will either get caught or maybe pass out or something. "Baaaah!" Ur'yu giggles out. "You dospeak ovine, see?" He ruffles Wooly's hair again. "Cute cute."

Passing out may be on the menu tonight by what comes next. Miho hops the fence, settling down in the grass next to Wooly. "He's so warm and cuddly. Oh…I do! BAhhhh!" And then, with continued bahing, she curls up against the ovine's side and looks up at Ur'yu with a smile. "I'm sleepy!"

Ur'yu hmms? "Sleepy?" Well, maybe a little, but curling up on the grass with an ovine is a bit too much for Ur'yu, he does however try to perch himself on the fence, albeit not very steady, kinda wobbly…whoa! He almost ate dust that time.

Mihoyan looks up and giggles as the wobbly greenrider. "Oh! You're like an avian!" Distraction! Miho sits up, flapping her arms about and chirping. That is, until her eyes wide and she suddenly falls silent. "Ur'yu…Ur'yu don't move! Don't move!" The way she makes her voice hoarse makes it seem as if she's trying to whisper, but the glasscrafter still fails at controlling her volume.

Ur'yu blinks, "Don't..move?" Wobble..wobble. Yeah, that's easier said than done. "Issit a feline?" Oh jays, is one of them great big jungle felines behind him or something?

Mihoyan shakes her head, silent for a few moments. And then she lets out a sudden yelp and throws a clumb of grass over the greenrider's shoulder, producing a muffled groan from someone behind him. "It's HIM! He's back from the DEAD!" Uhhhh…who died? "You two are getting your butts back to the infirmary…NOW!" Bully-healer has returned!

Ur'yu squeaks as the grass is thrown and the voice appears behind him. Arms-flailing, the greenrider tries to escape off of the fence, only to be nabbed mid-flight. "Ack! Miho run!" He's captured, but maybe she can still get away.

This is of course when Miho does the stupid, or smart, thing and decides to play hero. "I'll save you!" Her master plan? "Wooly…ATTACK!" With purpose, she stands, hands on her hips and a finger pointed at the healer. Which earns nothing but a blank stare from Wooly.

Both Ur'yu and the healer just blink at the blank stare of the ram. "Umm, don't think it worked. Maybe try ovinelanguage." says Ur'yu, helpfully.

"Wooly….BAHHHHH!" This of course doesn't work either and Miho grumbles to herself about the ovine's brain functions before stepping over to the fence and attempting to pry the healer's hands off. Quite unsuccessfully. "Goawaygoaway!"

Ur'yu, deflated, "Ithinkwe'recaught." He slurs, and he's getting sleepy, almost sleepy enough to give in to his fate. The healer's hands don't loosen their grip as they keep grasp of the greenrider, perhaps avoiding a similar fate to the one in the infirmary.

Mihoyan flails and struggles at the fingers, only to be caught unawares by the healer's other hand. "WAhhhh…." The glasscrafter looks completely crestfallen now. "I can't sleep with Wooly now…." There's a hard stare given to the girl and a shake of the healer's head. "No, no you can't. You two are coming back to the infirmary now. Either spend the night or we'll escort you back to your huts. Now move it!"

Ur'yu pouts, "But..what about the ovine s…" The last qord is cut off by a big huge yawn from the greenrider. Well, he probably won't stay in his hut, but then he might as sleepy as he now finds himself. "Mmm….nap first." Yesh, sleepy greenie.

"Nap first is right. Back to the infirmary. C'mon…coommeee onnnn." The healer's turn becomes a bit more coaxing and Miho shuffles along behind him towards the infirmary, rubbing her eyes. "You, little girl, are staying overight for observation. And you greenrider are….well I don't know what you're doing…" And off to the infirmary they go….again.

Ur'yu le sighs, but he's a good greenrider. "S'dan wouldn't let youtake me if he were here." Sniffle pout, where is that brownrider when Ury needs him. Oh yeah, duties and stuff. So Ur'yu finally limps after the healer, too sleepy and befuddled to fight any longer.


OOC: H'tor drugged the drink if it wasn't obvious, thus the insanity!

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