Finding your land-legs makes you Candie-bait!

Commons Cavern

Etzlix moves into the cavern, having just been deposited by a large brown dragon known by easterners as Nyth, the miniskirted girl carries a small satchel and a slightly larger duffel which get deposited at one on the empty tables before hazel eyes glance around the commons cavern, settling upon the wine, but moving onwards towards the klah. "Well, I s'ppose rum an' wine is out now." She tells herself, afixing the white knot to her shoulder before moving through to retrieve a mug of klah, after all, miniskirts likely aren't the preferred choice of between traveling gear.

Seryic sighs and nods, "I hope so, I just hope this all doesn't change me you know….I have known people that seemed completely different after standing.."

Maeve shrugs, and goes back to study her book. She idly looks up at the newest arrival, and waves, but doesn't recognize her. "I hope that doesn't happen to you, Seryic…at least not without you impressing."

Gerazal continues to eat and he sees Judson come into the cavern. He gives a wave to him and to Etzlix. He sees she has a white knot on her shoulder, "Hello you two. How are you both doing? Come join us." He gives a shrug, "I don't know, this is the first hatching I've been at the Weyr for."

Judson waves towards Gerazal. "Ahm just.." He turns and looks at Etz. "Oh, lo. Sorry didn't see ya there." He turns back towards the food "What's good here, since ahm a visitor?" He asks his nearest neighbor. "I like anythin' really"

Seryic looks over to Maeve and nods, "Thanks Maeve." he smiles, "It is weird not going back to the hall tonight." he looks about, "I do really like it around here though." glancing towards Judson, "I'd say anything over there that is baked it killer.."

Eastern is swarming with plenty of folks, white knots and randoms from beasties to visitors. One greenrider has been very busy these days, seems as though between Candidates rolling in and all the other hubub, responsibilities are increasing. Mahlia strides in to the commons, slinking her way past groups until she finds a mug of wine and some familiar faces. An interesting assortment indeed, she approaches Maeve and gives her a big smooch, "Hi honey how are you.. and good to see you Judson. Etzlix? Nice knot.. and mini.." a brow is raised looking to Seryic and Gerazal "Good to see you as always" she says to the latter with a "N'welcome to Eastern fresh meat.." is said to Seryic.

Maeve grins as she returns Mahlia's kiss. "Hi, Darling. You done with your wing duties for the day?" As the newcomer is greeted by Mahlia, she looks more carefully, and shoots her a smile. She does make room for the lovely Greenrider.

Etzlix grins at Judson. "Aye, try th'baked goods, Tarrie makes a killer fritter." She offers to the stranger before glancing up at gerazal's voice, lisfting a hand to wave at the weaver, her bangle bracelets tinkling merrily. "H'lo Gera." She calls, the others she doesn't recognoze but she offers them a wave as well. Hazel eyes return to what she's doing, pouring herself a mug of klah and grabbing one of the fritters before glancing back towards the group and spotting Mahlia. The greenie gets a bit of a smile fromt he teen, "Thanks Mahlia, looks like Eastern's stuck with me 'gain fer awhile anyway." She chuckles.

Judson reaches out and grabs a couple of fritters. "Thanks.. Ah make sure and try em." Judson turns and smiles at Mahlia. "Maeve was teasin' me again with her wetsuit yesterday. Ah told her it was'n fair." He grins, getting some wine and pouring it into a mug as he turns. "Ahm Judson," he says to Etzlix. "C'mon and sit with me. Ahm gonna join Mahlia 'n Maeve"

Gerazal smiles, "Hello Mahlia it's nice to see you again." He continues to eat his supper and he smiles at Seyric, "Don't worry all the other candidates are nice. My friend Kestrilan is one."

Seryic chuckles a bit at the fresh meat comment and says soflty, "Glad to be here ma'am…I'm harper apprentice Seryic, "he grins, "Well I guess that is candidate now.." he looks about, 'THis is a nice place you got her, just trying to settle in a bit.." he nods to Etzlix and Judson as the approach where he, Maeve and Mahlia now sit.

Mahlia squeezes in to a seat next to Maeve, beaming widely as she sips her Benden agreeing "The baked goods are delish, it's true.." she says generally before cuddling Maeve "Well, for the most part at least, a rider's duties are never truly done.." She snickers, green eyes glistening as they draw towards Etzlix's response "Seems so.. though looks like you've had a wonderful few turns away.." she notes in reference to her forwardness, accessories and skirt lengths. A brow is raised, with a giggle and shrug of the shoulders "I dunno.. all is fair in wetsuits and beaches don't you think Judson? I'd feel lucky if I were you.." A scoff towards Gerazal "Don't lie to him G, you can't promise all the Candidates will be nice. N'if they are it could be a pretty uneventful adventure.." she teases and smiles extending a hand "Well Met Harper apprentice Candidate Seryic.."

Maeve mmms, smiling, her eyes closing as she snuggles in even closer to her Lia-love, then opening again. "So, when are you going to introduce me, Mahlia?" This as she once again grins at Etz.

Gerazal ohs, "I'm sorry I guess all candidates won't be nice sorry about that Seryic, but I know Etzlik is nice and so is Kestilran. I'm not sure about the other candidates I haven't met them. I hope they are nice to you." He looks to Maeve, "That's Etzlix, I met her the other day."

Etzlix smiles to Judson, following him over to the table where the group sits, sliding into a seat next to Gerazal. "Aye, Kesti is a cand'date isn't he? He'll be surprised when he comes in th'barracks an' sees me there." She grins. Dusky cheeks colour with pink at Mahlia's compliment, and the girl smoothes a hand over her skirt. "Well, let's jus' say I've had t'grow up quite a bit since I lived 'ere." She says softly, taking a sip of her klah.

"Heya Maeve." Judson says after he eats a mouthful of food. "Ah, these are good." He says, moving to lean against the edge of the table. Judson never sits.. at least not in a chair. He's always squatting, or leaning. "Ah think I like this Weyr… lots of lovely lasses.." he tells the trio nearest him. "Ah hope you don't mind."

Seryic chuckles and says, "I never assumed they would all be nice Gerazal." he leans back in his chair and says, "It will be an intresting experience either way."

Mahlia finally takes a hint, since blatant is how it gets through to her and so she makes the introduction "Etzlix, this is my love Maeve. Maeve this is Etzlix.. met her some turns back on a few random passing moments. You were searching for someone or something right Etz? N'now you've been Searched.. how funny" It's obvious she doesn't know much about the lady with the strawberry blonde hair, who looks very different than the shadow lurker she met once before. The rider lets out a hearty bellow after taking another sip "Just giving you a hard time Gerazal.." and looking up towards the sunbleached gent she asks "Well seems y'already just answered one of my questions for you Judson. This place is pretty wonderful, it's true. Do you always stand or lean like that?"

Maeve smiles to Etzlix, and offers her hand. "It's nice to meet you. Won't you join us?" She makes no move to stop cuddling against Mahlia, though, and the blissful expression on her face shows exactly how she feels for the greenrider.

Seryic smiles and says soflty, "Anyways it was nice to meet you all. I think I might wander around a bit. Try and get the lay of the land and all…"

"How'm I leanin'?" Judson asks, tilting his head towards Mahlia and he grins at that. "Ah there isn't anythin' wrong with this Weyr." He looks down at himself. "Ahm leaning?" He is indeed. "Ah, nah I don't lean it's just Ahve never been on the land this long."

Mahlia shakes her head with an amused expression and crinkled nose. "No, no, silly.. why're ya'leaning?" she looks Judson up and down too to emphasize his own self evaluation before staring him square in the face and waiting for an answer, she then responds with "Well y'haven't been here long enough to make that call. Every Weyr's got something wrong with it.. wouldn't be any fun otherwise." She cuddles back in to Maeve with a wave to Seryic "Good t'meet ya gent, be sure to check out the watchtower.." She draws back to something from earlier and asks "Etz, you know Kesti? N'S'dan? Is that who you were lookin for?" None of her business, but she asks anyway.

"Ahm leaning cause Ahm not used to tha ground not movin' under mah feet." Judson says to Mahlia, looking at her with a quizical look. "Ah've lived most of my life on a ship. All my life." He admits, trying to flatten that sporingy hair of his to no avail. "It's just how Ah stand." He says. "Why?"

Etzlix shakes Maeve's hand gently, her bracelets tinkling. "Pleasure t'meetcha Maeve." She smiles to the dolphineer. Then, turning towards mahlia's query she smiles softly. "Oh, I know Kesti, used t'hang out with 'im b'fore I got pregnant an' started goin' through, well, things. I met 'is dad once, seemed like a nice 'nough guy, but nay, they weren't who I was lookin' fer. I wasna 'xactly tellin' th'truth back then when I said that, I was jus' a scared runaway." She shrugs. "But that was turns 'go an', well, 'tis diff'rent now. Why I e'en stood at Fort's last hatchin', b'lieve it or nay."

Maeve giggles. "In other words, he hasn't gotten his land legs yet. I've seen it before. Dad's prone to it when he gets back from a long voyage. It's nice to meet you too, Etzlix."

Jaireme already looks like a guy, so much so. In fact the Trader plays to that fact as well. The trader's hair still has a few rogue bits of straw and hay in it that weren't caught before walking into the Caverns… Into the Crowded caverns. The Trader pauses, a hand reflexively reaching for the rucksack that's usually there.. but.. isn't now. Instead the hand grabs that knot.. that new thing that Jair's not used to wearing and the trader glances down at it.. and frowns slightly. It… looks so weird on the shoulder like that. So very weird. Either way the boy looking thing eyes the crowd of people in the caverns, some recognized as fellow candidates if not in passing, but by the knots they also wear. Slowly though the trader will edge towards the food. Foooooood.

Gerazal waves to Seyric, "See you later Seyric." He continues to eat and listens to be polite. He gives a wave to Jaireme as the trader comes in, "Hello Jaireme."

Mahlia shrugs, lips tugging downwards slightly as he spells it out for her in laments terms "Oh.. kinda like rider's legs but for sea-farers?" She has apparently spent very little time on a ship and had no idea that riding on boats would cause such a dilemma. "N'the reason m'askin is b'cause my green Seracenath thinks you should stick around for awhile.." The rider fishes in her sidepouch and pulls out a crisp white knot "She sees something in you and wanted me to ask if you'd Stand at Eastern's upcoming hatching?" She wants to respond to Etzlix's story and level with the Candidate as it seems like she, along with all of us really, could use a good friend to talk to. The pressing matter at hand has her preoccupied though, she does at least thank Maeve for her input with a little nuzzle.

There is a blink from the ex-sailor as he stares at the knot. "Ahm stranded here…" Judson says, giving a small laugh as he reaches out to take the knot and tilts his head to the side as he looks at it. "Why not, Ah've never thought 'bout captain'n a dragon tho." He scrubs at his hair which just POOFs right back up into place. "Shardin' hair. Aye, I gues?"

Maeve grins. "Congratulations, Judson!" She continues to cuddle up against her lover, and just quietly watches.

Jaireme nods at Gerazal. The trader presses out a small smile and a nod. "Hey there." Then there's another glance around. Eyes fall on Mahlia and Maeve and there's a small smirk, then the gaze travels to Judson as the young man's handed a white knot. Candidates are rolling in, it seems. The trader turned candidate realizes that most of the faces in the caverns at the moment.. at least the ones nearby are familiar. That's cause for a bit more relaxation.. and the trader does. Relax. A little. Food gathered on a plate Jaireme heads towards a table, moving further into the crowd of familiar faces and offering polite smiles along the way.

Gerazal smiles, "Well congratulations Judson for being searched and being the newest candidate." He takes a drink of his klah and he nods, "Yah with eggs on the sand there seem to be more and more candidates every day."

Mahlia hands the knot to Judson and says "Report to the Barracks as soon as possible, check in with A'tien for further instructions and do not, I repeat do not forget to read and follow the rules that are posted in there. Congratulations sir, a new journey begins for you in this moment.. Now.." those hungry green eyes fall on Maeve and she whispers something in her ear before looking to Etzlix "Wow.. you sure have come a long way lass. Lets catch up for some klah or redfruit juice soon.. well I'll drink Benden, but y'know.." that was truly one of the most difficult things for a Bendenite Candidate, no wine?!?!?! "Now, if you'll please excuse us. Maeve and I have some catching up to do. Gerazal, always a pleasure, Jaireme good t'see you and congrats.." she references the knot and pushes to a stand, extending a hand towards Maeve.

Etzlix finishes her klah and her fritter, giving Mahlia a soft smile and a nod, another grin for the newest candidate. "Congratulations." She says softly to Judson, licking crumbs from her fingers before glancing around the caverns. "I guess I should go put m'stuff 'way b'fore it gets too much busier in 'ere an' th'cot choices get scarce." She grins to those gathered at the table before pushing to her feet and moving to retrieve her satchel and duffel. "Barracks are this way, aye?" She asks, motioning towards the hallway.

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