Chaos at Igen

Igen Weyr - Living Caverns(#5000RJMs)
Second only to the Hatching Sands in size — although its walls are not so nearly circular — the living cavern is filled with numerous tables, almost too many to count. Most bear markings by rank and Wing, though there are a couple of dozen free for anyone's use. The Weyrleaders and other ranking residents have the table farthest from the kitchen and hearths, although the hearths are kept as low-burning as possible, just enough to keep the stew pot that always hangs for late-night nibblers at a good temperature. Favored drinks, particularly iced klah and juice, are kept on ice and interspersed at various food tables scattered about, along with baskets of rolls and fruit. There are, of course, scheduled mealtimes, and at certain points of the day the available fare slides into the menu for the nearest meal, be it breakfast, lunch, dinner, or late-night snackings, but the staff has long since acknowledged that people will sit to talk and nibble here at all hours. In the cooler parts of the evening in particular, the cavern hosts games of chess, checkers, dragonpoker, and others. Several degrees are knocked off thanks to the Technician Craft's new cooling system. There are several 'places' that you can find a seat at.

It's gonna be one of those days and everyone in the weyr is already whispering about it at every turn. There's a gold in a snit, a weyrwoman snapping at everyone, and a few very scarce male riders. Sianne is currently holding court at a small table near the hearth, papers, books, a cellphone and a laptop are there as well. She's currently dressed in the utmost of casualness, non-flight pants, sleeveless shirt, slip on boots which are currently off since her stocking covered feet are propped up on the table top.

Well, its clearly a good thing that L'ton's survival instincts have long since evaporated into nothingness, and not even the harshest of whispers can scare him away. After all, despite getting warning looks from a few of the kitchen staff as he's making his way across the cavern - most directly towards Sianne. And thus, he's moving to stand behind her, resting his hand on her shoulder as he glances at her feet. "Nice ta know that mah favorite Igen Weyrwoman knows how ta relax at home just as easily as at Ista."

Sayetia walks in quietly towards the living cavern. She stands by the entrance from the lower caverns. Oddly she doesn't drift in much further, perhaps from habit of observing what is going on around before approaching things. She hums quietly to herself and stretches.

Sianne looks up with a solitary arched brow, "L'ton. Come to check out weyrs and on your neice?" is asked without as much as a greeting. Candidates mingling about are noted and smiled at but none are really pulled aside as of yet. Toes are wiggled the phone ignored with a grimace and a young boy earns a kiss on the cheek as he hurries through then out into the bowl. "Of course I do, never said I didn't."

"Well, Ah though Ah'd come see how Zorya was doing, and come ta see how them weyrs are ya. Ah mean, if'n it may be a good time.." He's grinning widely, as he pulls a chair out to settle it behind her, leaving his hand resting on her shoulder with a grin. The boy on his way out gets a wide grin as well, before he's nodding back to Sianne. "Well, its still good ta know. Ah mean. Ah'd hate ta see ya all overworked."

Sayetia looks and sees a seat at one of the tables near the serving tables and as soon as she feels she isn't going to be bothered by one of the other guards she heads to get herself some food and then heads to the table to sit and eat.

Sianne chuckles. "Ahh I see. " A quick glance about tells her that Zorya isn't in the Caverns but she does spy Sayetia. "Sayetia, have you seen the Istan Candidate ZOrya?" Yes she knows the guard by name, maybe they've met too, hard to say. "I can't recall what duty she got put on today."

"Its not that big of a deal.. Ah'll find her later on. Ah mean, Ah dun wanna take her away from her chores, or anything. Ain't fair to the rest who are working." Leaning back in his chair a bit, though his feet stay off the table top, he's nodding to the guard as she's called to by Sianne, before he's back to looking at the goldrider with a grin. "So, why's everyone running from ya today sweets? Ya seem lovely as always ta me."

Sayetia looks towards the Weyrwoman as she replies. "I don't know her personally, but I have seen her and I'm afraid I didn't note what chore she was on." She looks towards the bronzerider nodding politely the young guard turned candidate's face remains pretty neutral even at the man's greeting.

Sianne waves off all the compliments and pretty names. "Just an off day. Between settling candidates, writing letters to weyrs and crafts..I'm just tired of it all." She states. "Thank You." is offered to Sayetia. "I'll have to start making teams of candidates to work together so that they all bond in some fashion."

L'ton glances at Sayetia for another moment, before looking back to Sianne. "Then take a break. No need ta work yerself ta death. Ah mean, its more important that ya dun stab anyone with that pen than ya get all them letters out today." L'ton shakes his head again, before tapping his fingers on the table.

Cevryn is sneaking through the back of the room, hoping to make a break for a quick meal and then be back out of there before he's caught to help with something else today around the weyr. Therefor, he's paying particular attention to where everyone is so he can dart past.

Aoriya enters the caverns. "L'ton! Omasuth said you'd come down here! Why didn't you tell me you were coming to visit. Aoriya attempts to jump on L'ton from behind and wrap her arms around his shoulders. "You should have SAID you were coming." She scolds.

Sayetia looks around remaining fairly quiet after she nods to Sianne after she responded to her. Her eyes do catch the presence of Aoriya and she nods to the Wingleader.

Sianne watches Aoriya jump on L'ton with a blank expression, turning narrowed eyes upon anyone else. "I see you Cevryn." is called out lightly, her voice straining with forced lightness. "I'll help you look for her whenever your ready, she's got to be around here somewhere. Maybe out in the stables with the runners? Or the kitchens scrubbing pots."

"Well, Ah didn't wanna disturb ya, sweets.. Ah mean, Ah know how busy ya can be, being a wingleader and all." As she wraps her arms around him, he's patting her arms, and giving them a brief squeeze. "Besides, maybe Ah thought Ah'd come surprise ya, when Ah finished up down here." The Istan bronzerider is smiling at Aoriya, and then at Sianne, reaching to give her a squeeze of the shoulder, wrinkling his forehead a bit. "Sia.." He murmurs.

Cevryn stops, stockstill for a moment as he stares over at the weyrwoman and he hangs his head after a moment. "You won't tell Mom on me, will you? She's got me doing all these odds and ends that she's not getting to."

Aoriya blink blinks. "Cevryn?" She asks, blinking in surprise. "Oh right, so you can flirt with all the women and then skip out?" Aoriya snickers. "Cevryn, come here, talk for a bit. I think I heard about you. You're Kathryn's boy right?" She asks curiously.

Sianne keeps to her looking away, patting L'tons hand absently. "What? It's all okay." Can you see the flames from her ears yet. From the bowl Sakrient raises a fuss, growling as a blue dares enter her space. The mood of the gold begins to reflect upon her rider as Aoriya earns herself a dark glower as she hangs from the bronzers back and beck. "My lips are sealed Cevryn, I swear it."

L'ton glances back at Aoriya, winking a bit. "Ah'll come see ya after Ah find my niece, kay?" And then he's letting the brownrider get distracted by the teen, carefully unwinding Aoriya from his neck, and leaning to try and wrap his own arms around Sianne in turn. "Sia… Aoriya and Ah are just old friends.." He murmurs, leaning forward, trying to catch her eyes, giving her a bit of a pathetic look.

Cevryn glances around the caverns before he shrugs and finds a seat, although not terribly close to any of the other riders. "Yes, Kathryn's my mom." He's edgy after that, looking around and fidgeting in his seat as he glances from Aoriya to Sianne.

Sayetia glances between the others as she continues to eat and enjoys the food she has in front of her. The boy does get some of her attention as she watches his interaction with the others but is a bit dismissive of anything more than observation.

Aoriya grins. "Well…. Omasuth seems to think you take after your mother. He wants to know if you want to find out if you take after your mother. Sounds lame, I know, but he /has/ to know. He's very curious. Thinks you might have the right stuff to be as good as she is." Omasuth rumbles amusedly out in the bowl, then croons an attempt at soothing his queen.

Cevryn blinks, then blinks again as he glances from Aoriya to Sianne and then around the room. "You're asking me to stand?" is asked quietly, as he looks at various faces, then nods back to the brownrider. "I'd like to yes, if it's alright."

Sianne shoves the table with her feet to send it screeching away from her inches before her feet drop to the floor and well finds herself held by L'tons arms. His words are snorted at, then waved off. "None of business who're your friends with." she offers with a dainty sniff. "You can be buddies with whomever you please." Yes deffinately in need of soothing over here with ruffled proverbial feather. To her private bowl viewing ledge the gold moves, hissing at any and all that draw close.

And speak of the devil. Its just about the time that L'ton mentions finding his niece that who should walk in but the Istan blonde. Attention primarily on the path of her feet until that voice hits her ears and Zorya's gaze flickers up. Yet she doesn't say anything in his direction just yet, rather waiting until she's closer and not yelling across the cavern.

Aoriya grins and rolls her eyes. "Sharp as a tack you." She digs into her pocket, pulling out a knot. "Here you go Cevryn, since you figured it out that quick." She offers the white knot. "Come with me, I'll take you to the candidate barracks to get settled in. L'ton, darling, come find me later."

"Oh, sweets…" L'ton murmurs, tightening his hug, and moving to give her a soft kiss on the cheek and push a bit of hair out of her face. "Ah ain't gonna ignore ya, or nothing.. Ya were half the reason Ah came taday, ya know.." He murmurs, trying to rectify the situation before it gets too out of hand. A soft sigh, and he's glancing at Aoriya, nodding, before giving Sianne another squeeze. "Hey… What's up with ya? Dhon says Sak ain't happy either.." For now, though, he's attention is solely on Sianne, not noticing Zorya's entrance.

Always one to miss the goodstuff, Kathryn slips into the living caverns too late for her son's search and completely oblivious to all the charged emotions. Or at least, so it seems. The old lady outright ignores all the others, heading across the largest part of the room in an attempt to get the attention of one of the serving staff. When this proves unsuccessful for the moment, she sighs and actually looks around. "Interesting." is muttered under her breath.

Sianne sniffs again, she's still just about fuming you see just itching to find something to really come unglued about. With Aoriya taking off, that removes that bit of fuel for an explosion but there is the arrival of others that can generate more for her to snitfit about.

Cevryn nods his head slowly, moving to get up from his seat and then glances at his mom before he's hurredly following so that he's out of the room as soon as possible. "I can tell everyone later, right? If I want to?"

"I'm your weyrwoman too, dammit. She's perfectly suitable for this; let her in." A trio of riders, blue, brown, and green, are followed into the living caverns by a seething alto voice. With a sleepy looking young girl in tow, goldrider Saelis - now of Igen - makes a footfall-heavy entrance behind them. The woman is yanking the girl along, really, and from the looks of the riders she's following, she's been up to picking at their nerves all afternoon. Sianne is spotted, and with her free hand she points to the sniffling senior. "YOU. I need to talk to /YOU/." The rest of the goings on in the room don't seem to matter, because Saelis needs this taken care of now, and all had better bend to her whim. Now.

L'ton gently pets Sianne's hair again, sighing softly. "Its okay, sweets… Ah promise." And he's shaking his head, unwrapping one arm to gently pat her leg. And, perhaps it might have worked, if there wasn't suddenly a Saelis bursting into the caverns, quite loudly declaring her need to talk to Sianne. Turning to stare at her, he blinks, though he's not about to give up his hold on her yet.

Sianne turns a dark and dangerous look upon her Junior, the opening for a fight is found when a finger is pointed at her. The goldrider surges up from her seat with a hiss. "If there's one thing that I really hate it's fingerpointing and bellowing! And you.." Si charges Saelis, ready for a knock down drag out Goldrider cat fit. "Are you BOTH!" Yes, our mild tempered rider just raised her voice. "There are ways to speak to me and you are doing neither." A hand is raised, eyes bugging out, is she going to slap the older rider…? Is she? No. A finger is pointed back.

"Uncle L-," Zorya starts as she comes up just a few feet from L'ton and Sianne, just about to says something once she's sure it is indeed him. But then there's Saelis' entrance which makes her stop short, turning back to glance over her shoulder towards the commotion.

L'ton half hears his name as Sianne is surging out of his hold and after the formerly Istan goldrider, gaze flicking to Zorya with the briefest of smiles as he gets to her feet and pulls her into the shortest of hugs before he's dodging around tables, going after Sianne, keeping his attention on her. As Sianne's hand is raised, he's inching closer, ready to nab her, should it escalate.

Kathryn 's own response to the impending gold drama is a sigh and shake of her head. "Children." She comments, turning back to hunt up that server. This at least is more successful at this point and it becomes clear she's just popped in for some refreshments for the sands. "Bring some extra. I'm thinking some of these candidates need to head back to the sands with me. Just for practice, you understand." With a nod the server takes off and Kathryn waits for the show.

Saelis braces herself, yanking the child behind her and glowering right back. The green eyed lass stands firm, save for the raise of a brow and the twitch of the corner of her mouth into a sneer. "If your riders weren't so dense I wouldn't be having this problem in the first place." She flickers her eyes to L'ton, in a half glance of recognition, before switching back to Sianne. "What is this nonsense about them not accepting a candidate? Since when could they refuse someone to stand?" From the looks on the rider's faces, that's not entirely what this is about.

Sayetia finishes off her meal as she hears the others busy and decides to head out towards the bowl. Perhaps she can catch a few of her friends off their duties and such.

Sianne mutters a few rather nasty comments, the gold letting loose with a booming warble. "SHUT UP!" comes but whom it's toward it's unclear since the gold is being as noisy as everyone else at this moment. "We take all candidates, if she's been searched before then fine she can stand. If not then one of the dragons will have to search her and S'vals Disreth would love to get his claws on her." A backwards step nearly has her backing into L'ton. "Shardin' loud people and dragons my head is splitting. Disreth is yammering, Sakrienth is about ready to bite the head off a blue, and Daes and Saks are going at each other mentally. ENOUGH I say!"

"You," Zorya starts again only half able to return her uncle's hug before L'ton is off after the goldrider. A flicker of confusion crosses her features as the scene unfolds. She's certainly not going to make a move to get anywhere near the middle of that.

L'ton glances over his shoulder once more at Zorya, nodding for her to stay out of the way. And then Sianne is shouting and he's wincing, and he's moving to grab the goldrider as she backs into him. "Just take her outside, Saelis.." He mutters at the other Igenite, certainly recognizing the loud woman, even as he tries to pull Sianne back another step to put a bit more distance between them, shushing her softly, even as he's rubbing her back with one hand. Of course, he's just hoping it will help.

Pausing momentarily at that yell - indeed, this catches her off guard - Saelis takes a moment to recognize that the one-sided argument in her head probably has a few facets in Sianne's, proven by her statement. She takes a reprieve from her assault, to lower her voice. "Then why do they think /my/ girl isn't good enough?" replies Saelis. The girl behind her fidgets uncomfortably as Saelis points yet another finger at L'ton. "Do not tell me what to do. This is getting solved, now." And again, to Sianne. "I want Vaeline in the next touching. And there had better be one soon." Because of course, she had the gravitas to order other people, her own senior even, around… Sure…

While the server is hunting up her requirements, Kathryn, the only SANE goldrider left, begins to slowly wind her way around the living caverns and the crowds of shell shocked residents and riders. Here and there she stops to whisper something, which generally leads to one or another person settling down. Along the way she taps Zorya and then Atrilix on the shoulders. "This way, younglings. Let's get you out of here. I've got food and drink and eggs to entertain you, as Nylaeth says they are warm enough to touch now." She smiles, knowing this is one of those things all candidates are both excited and nervous about.

Zorya nods in return to L'ton, both staying out of the way and silently watching. That is until Kathryn is tapping her shoulder which earns a startled jump from the girl as she's drawn back from the argument between the other two goldriders. "Yes, ma'am." the girl replies, falling into step shortly behind the woman as she leads the way out.

L'ton glances to make sure that Zorya is following the older golrider out, even as he's going back to comforting Sianne, shushing her softly and rubbing her back, turning to try and steer her away from Saelis and Sianne's own brother, letting them sort it out for himself. "Now, now Sianne.. That's all over, ya know?" He murmurs, keeping his arms around her rather protectively.

Vaeline, finally, attempts to wriggle away from her mother. Dark copper hair sways into her face, and she gives a little twirk of her lips, going toward S'val. "That's what I was trying to tell you, mom… S'val and dad were talking earlier in the bowl and S'val's dragon was noticing me when you grabbed me up." She gives a sigh. "Why do you always have to yell at people? This is what -you- want anyway, right?" The girl nods briefly to S'val then. "I wil."

Well. Saelis is a right braying burdenbeast now, isn't she? Turning momentarily the shade of her own hair, glancing between Sianne, S'val, and Vaeline, her mouth moves uselessly over unspoken words and broken utterances. When she manages to scrap some of her dignity together, it's to pull no more than a salute toward her senior, eyes locking onto some point behind the woman.

S'val gently pulls Vaeline away from her mother, ushering the girl towards the line of candidates heading out to the bowl. "Go one with Kathryn now, we'll get you settled in the barracks later on." He smiles down at the girl. "They're gonna go out onto the sands and see the eggs so off with ya now." A soft push is given to the girl before S'val turns his attention on Saelis. "Ya happy now? Now go get a drink and quiet yourself and that gold of yours before Sianne blows a blood vessel in her head."

Sianne is already rubbing her temples while L'ton rubs her back. "Loud, so loud." she whispers again. "Shardin' dragons, just can't shut them up today no matter what."

Kathryn takes this opportunity to gather up the last few candidates in the room, motioning Sayetia over with one hand and the tray laden server with another. "This way then." She leads them all towards the entrance, momma duck to her ducklings. Just as they are about to pass outside she winks at Vaeline and motions outside with herhead. "You too, dear. Get away from these crazy ladies to the quiet of the sands? We'll get you set up later." And without waiting for an answer, she's out the door and of towards the hatching grounds.

L'ton lifts his gaze to half glare at Saelis, before he's shaking his head with a softly sigh, gently moving to cradle Sianne's head against his chest. "Come on, sweets.. Lets get ya something ta drink, might calm 'em down, some.." He murmurs, leading her to a chair where he reluctantly leaves her just long enough to fetch a pair of mugs spiked with something, one of which is pushed into Sianne's hands as he hovers behind her, rubbing her shoulder again with his free hand. "Would going somewhere else, help?" He offers softly.

Sianne shakes her head mutely as she heads back to her table. There's a bottle of chilled wine on her table by the time she arrives, "Just a few glasses of wine and getting Sakrienth to retire to her own ledge will help." she notes. "She's just in a mood."

L'ton carefully pulls his chair up next to Sianne, focusing on his own drink, as he wraps his arm back over her shoulders. "Ah guess its just been a bit of a long day fer her already, maybe?" L'ton suggests, chewing on his lip for a moment before he's moving to pour the glass of wine for her. "S'there anything Ah can do, ta get her to move up there?" He offers.

Sianne smiles as she sinks into a chair. "She's just off, jealous I think over the eggs." Yes she gets that way. "I don't know, she's moving that way now and she didn't hiss at Dhon on her way past him."

"Poor thing.." Though, whether the poor thing is Sianne or her lifemate, who knows. Watching Saelis disappear, he's then looking back at Sianne, petting her arm again. "Well, anything Ah can do, all ya gotta do is ask.." And then, it seems, Dhonzayth has taken the lack of hissing as permission, for the bronze is following after Sak, back towards the gold's ledge.

Sianne lets her eyes glaze over at Sakrienth allows the bronze to move along in her wake, herding it almost. "I wish I hadn'tbeen that way with Saelis, I feel bad but I couldn't control it at all." A hand moves to rub across the back of her neck while the other pours a glass of wine.

"It happens, Si.. It happens. Ain't like ya were totally ya either. Ah mean, with everything going on." L'ton continues to gently rub her back, before giving her a smile. Dhonzayth continues to herd the gold, all the way to her ledge, where he's nudging her with his muzzle, waiting for her to settle so he can join her. "Why dun we go check on Sak, and make sure everything's okay? Get ya outta here, incase anyone else decides ta come racing in here."

Sianne nods, holding the glass tightly as she gets to her feet. "sounds like a good idea." she whispers. The gold settles with a heavy sigh, tired is she with the temper. The gold curls up in her favored sunning spot and leaves room for the bronze. "Lead the way."

L'ton moves to escort the goldrider back to her weyr with a steadying arm around her shoulder, finishing his own drink and reaching for the bottle of wine to take with them, even as Dhonzayth settles himself next to the gold on her ledge, ready to warn off anyone who dares come too close and irritate her.

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