Sisters Chat In The Living Caverns

Logfile from Hannah (via Inaho)

Living Cavern
The smooth, rounded walls cavern sweep upward from an oval base, two dragonlengths long and one wide, large enough to seat every member of the Weyr at mealtimes. The soft blackness of the lava which forms these caverns swallows glowlight, so shelves for glowbaskets abound, dotting the walls every three or four paces and casting gentle greenish light toward the sparkles of gold volcanic glass embedded in the ceiling. Ancient, lustrous tables run along the axis of the cavern, and at the far end rests the raised dais and high table, where Weyrleaders and honored guests eat during formal occasions. Behind the high table, the Weyr's symbol is embedded into stone: a smoking mountain in black on an orange shield, trimmed in gold.
Perched near the food are Vahn, Klah, Gymir, Dizzy, Dawnfire, Neolithic, Cozano, Autolycus, Misere, Camouflage, Uriel, Muse, Prushal, Shippo, Dogma, Zet, Majicke, Terrible Tsunami Tadpole, Denim, Auroriel, Fefefe, Zrik, Inaho, Victor, Equivocation, Crystal, Puffin, Rin, Kainan, Night Wish, and Astet.
You see Seven-Layer Tiered Cake, Decorations, and A tray of hors'd'ouevres here.
Serina and Alaizabel are here.
Obvious exits:
Northeast Caverns Kitchens Bowl Southern Caverns

Serina walks in from the Southeastern Bowl.

Alaizabel walks in from the Southeastern Bowl.

Serina has taken up residence with a pile of baby clothes that need folding. A thickly padded basket holds a sleeping Katrina, all snuggly in her blanket. Yes, Serina's section of the table is taken up by baby and clothes. Diligently she snags shirts, onsies, booties, and more from the pile and folds them to set them in yet another pile. Housework..yey!

Astet glides in from the Southeastern Bowl.

Kia strides in from the Southeastern Bowl.

Alaizabel strolls lazily in, and quickly spots Serina. "Serr." She begins sternly, wondering whether to reapeat her previous and unanswered question. She sits down near her, and sighs as she fights the urge to ask her yet again. She then realises she spoke her sisters name a few seconds ago, and, in hope to recover her sentance she adds "Hello."

Kia is here too see she's sitting at a back table fiddling with work she doesn't' really want to do. A piece of hair that's escaped from her braids is tugged on as she attempts to concentrate. Astet of course wishes to be fed /now/ so the bluerider rises from her seat to retrieve treats for the gold so she'll hush and leave her alone. Alaizebel receives a nod of greeting as well as Serina as she passes them on her way back to her table.

Dhiammarath> Jurrel steps away for a moment to write himself a note.

Serina looks up at Ala, totally unsurprised that her sister had sought her out again. "Ala," she mocks with a teasing giggle and pause, "Hi." She winks and grins, "So.." she begins and inspects the dress in her hand, "where are you living now?" Lets start with the questions.. about Ala! Yes, that is a safe topic. "Hi," is softer and sweeter this time, directed to Kia as she passes by with a nod. She idly watches the rider gather treats a moment before looking at Ala in askance.

Lurel walks in from the Southeastern Bowl.

Alaizabel gasps slightly as she didn't see Kia "H'lo" She greets shakily. "Living. Uh." /That/ is something she wants to keep to herself. "Serr. Who is the father?" She looks worried "You do know don't you?" at this her green eyes search her younger sisters face carefully.

Kia hadn't really been paying much attention to anything though of course the others conversation drifts in her direction. Kia's got great hearing you know, though she doesn't stick herself in their conversation. Astet is thusly sated as Kia stuffs her till she's full. The only way a firelizard will leave you alone or at least this one. Hide work receives a glare now as the wingleader pushes it aside to snack on some fruit. For now she'll just pretend she finished it, at least that's what her actions seem to say.

Serina rolls her eyes and slumps back in her chair, much as she always has when faced with things she disliked facing. "Why is it so important?" She demands to know testily at first. Then she sighs and tosses the dress back in the pile and sits up to smile at her baby girl. "I know who he is." She tells Ala with a defeated tone. "But I have decided that he doesn't need bothered with. I'm happy, Ala." She tells her sister almost pleadingly. "Who he is doesn't matter. Katrina is here and she matters. She's beautiful."

Alaizabel raises her eyebrows slightly at Kia and re-focus's her eyes on Seri "She is beautiful." She says sincerly as her face softens "I'm glad your happy, happy your happy." She laughs a little "We don't have the best history with men in our family do we?" grin "Who is it? I probably wont know them anyway." She tries to turn her face into reasonable. Hrm. Hard.

Serina ignores Ala and extends a hand to tuck the blanket 'round Katrina's wriggling form. "I met him in the silliest of places," Seri tells Ala instead. "Papa took me out with him on a trip," she waves a hand above her head, "here of course.. T'was a delightful trip, and my first away from home." Yes she'd stayed until she was near sixteen. "There were people and comotion like I'd never saw.. Something called a 'flight' was going on and I squeezed in with the other women for a look." She blushes and gets a half smile, "Well anyhow.. That is the thick of how I met Katrina's father." She halts the story with a look of her own, one never before seen on the face of this girl. "He has a family to think of," Seri's shoulders lift and she grins, "Let it go Ala.. I do not want him bothered. Nor his name bandied about Pern."

Alaizabel's face darkens "A flight." She repeats limply "Oh Serr." She sighs and hugs her sister, careful of the baby. "Okay, I'll leave it." She tells her grudgingly and eyes Kia, wondering what she makes of it all.

Serina isn't worried what anyone 'round them might think. So she'd met Katrina's father during a flight no less.. and she was merely sixteen with a newborn child. She seemed to be holding up extremely well despite her odds. Seri is happy to return Ala's hug with a warm squeeze of her own. "Well," she says sitting back in her chair and grinning at her sister. "Here we are neither of us much for talking it seems. You avoid my questions on where you are from.. I avoid your questions on Katrina's parentage.." Always one to state the obvious when noone else is.. "So" she splays her hands and chuckles. "What do we discuss?"

Alaizabel shakes her head slowly, "I suppose". "Its so good to see you though." Her eyes settle fondly on her sisters. "Tell me what you've been doing here. Where've you been living?" She quieries, getting excited.

Serina tosses all the unfolded clothes back in their white cloth sack, laying the folded ones on top. "I've been staying in the resy dorms," Seri tells Ala with a beaming smile. "The cot across from me is open.. Perhaps you could use it." She makes a mental note to ask someone about that. She holds up a finger and lets it drop, Katrina starts to cry on que. "I've almost got this little thing figured out," she tells Ala with a soft laugh. "I must feed her.. I'll see you in a few minutes." She leaves the white bag and clothes in her vacated chair and carries the baby and basket off to a more private section of the Weyr.

Lurel saunters in, wiping sweet off his brow. He walks around untill he find a pitcher with what looks to be water, shurging, he pours himself amug. He almost gags as he finds out its not water but /klah/. Grumbling as he walks off to the kitchen, he comes back awhile later with a pitcher and a clean mug.

Alaizabel watches after her sister then turns herself to face the spluttering stranger. "Hello?" She asks, clearly not in the best of moods.

Lurel, Unfortunetly, is cought mid-excesive gulping. Being in ahaste to answer, he cuts his gulp of water in half, gaging abit as he swollows and extremly large amount of water. "Afternoon" he says, walking towards a chair in the corner and sitting down, trying to act like he didnt almost drown himself asecond ago.

Alaizabel laughs althought she tries to hold it back "Afternoon, er, I'm Alaizabel?" Interestingly she phrases it as a quiestion, she seems to be in a bit of a tiz. "Um". She might has weel of just been drowning, the amount of sense she's making.

Lurel takes a more, meager sip of water, Trying to hide his grin. "Well, I whouldn't know who you are, But I'm gonna guess your Alaizabel" he says in a slightly mocking tone. "I'm lurel" no question there, he knows who he is, He leans back in his chair untill he hears it hit wall, careful to balance right so he dosent fall.

Alaizabel scowls a little. "Yes. Hello Lurel." She says, not one to be mocked. "What're you doing here anyway?" She tone is sharp and, er, not, er, nice. She slumps her back and hangs her head, wow, angry Alaiz, not good.
Dhiammarath> Dalaynia walks softly down the trail from the plateau.
Dhiammarath> Dalaynia picks up Herder Gather Tent.
Lurel ignoring the scowl, or atleast not comenting on it "Warming up" is all thats offered, rather harshly, he didnt come down here for people to ask what hes doing here. He takes along sip of his water, trying to hide his scowl behind it.

[end of log]

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