In the Caverns

Ista Weyr: Living Caverns(#9756RJ)
Large enough to house the entirity of the weyr's population at one time, the cavern set aside to house the very heart of the weyr's life is a grandoise, somewhat circular affair, filled with rows of long tables. Bustling and busy, it is a rare moment indeed when there is not someone at work or leisure in here; the long trestle table by the kitchens is perpetually filled with plates and trays of food, a pot of something always bubbling upon the mahogany hearth, ready to fill the belly of any hungry resident or rider. Although a high table is set aside for seating respected dignitaries on formal occasions, most of the tables here are not designated to any particular group— rather, all levels of Ista's population eat together, intermingled across the broad cavern.
Great tapestries have been flung down the walls, orange and black borders remarking upon Ista's heritage, the age-faded hangings depicting scenes of importance to the Weyr— the erruption of the volcano; the first clutch; the view from the star stones, over forest, dark beach, and glistening waves of blue. Propellor-like fans have been affixed to the ceiling in more modern times, cooling the cavern on the hottest of days. Passageways lead up the stairs to the kitchens, down a second flight of stairs to the lower caverns, and out into the expanse of the broad weyr bowl.

Paimida is emerging from the lower caverns, her hair still somewhat wet. Yep, she's all clean and happy, baths are wonderful things. Although a bit…. different here. Luckily nobody was around.

Pallaton appears with each arm around a girl this time, though one looks rather.. young, all things considered. Pausing, he pulls each possessively closer as he spots Paimida, pausing before his companions realize he was eyeing her. "Who're ya all purty for, girl?"

Paimida hears a familiar voice and turns to look at Pal with her head tilted slightly. She rolls her eyes spotting the boy's two companions especially the younger one. "Mahself." Yep, a somwhat curt response there.

Pallaton leads the two at his sides slowly towards the mahogany hearth, looking to see what's bubbling there, giving Pai another bit of a class. "Wouldna thought ya cleaned up so good, being so boyish and all." And his two blonde companions fall into giggles, still hanging on his arms.

Paimida doesn't exactly follow along, okay fine she does. Why? Because he's still talking at her. "Not that it'd matter what Ah looked like ta ya, Yer cousin wasn' all that purdy." One eyebrow raises slightly as she says this, waiting for a reaction

Pallaton wrinkles up his nose at the pot contents, not bothering to get any for himself, instead turning and finding a seat, the younger of his companions settling on one knee, while the other snuggles up close. "Well, at least she actually looked a'like a girl. More then Ah can say for ya…"

Paimida didn't get any reaction from the girls, ah well, guess they wouldn't care anyhow as they're /both/ snuggled up to Pal. "Then why were ya eyin' me earlier?" She didn't actually see him doing so, she's guessing, and such.

The younger of the two girls giggles a bit, shaking her head as she bounces blonde curls. "Now why would he want some little thing like you, when he has us?" And Pal smirks a bit at the comment, nodding his head. "Exac'ly, girl. Ah dun neeta eye ya, thought ya might justa be havin' problems."

Paimida just shakes her head a little bit at the two girl. "Eh, he'll discard ya soon enough, hopefully 'fore yah gets preggers." She's not actually saying it to be mean, not to the two girls at least. "No, no problems, an Ah'm glad, wouldn't wanna make yer nose more crook'd."

Pallaton snorts, rolling his eyes. "Better ohn me, then ohn ya - har'ly attractive for a girl to have that nose. Though, eve' girly Ponce can sorta manage it." And the two girls spare each other a momentary glance at each other before they wrinkle up their nose, quickly denying it. "He'd not do that!"

Paimida seems rather unaffected by the comment on how her nose isn't attractive, like she even would care. "He will, jus' do me a favor an' don' bother cryin ovah him, he ain't worth it."

"Well, Ah can be certain no one has eve' cried over ya. Not even ya sheep." And Pal continues to smirk, kissing the girl next to him and pulling the other closer.

Paimida shrugs a little bit. "Bettah that way anyhow, I ain't got no interest in anyone." Poor Pal, his insults just aren't working, at all. And Pai is in her 'girly' clothes agani, and all nice and clean, hair still damp. "Yah act like Ah care."

Jesica comes walking into the cavern, whistling softly as she moves, heading over to get a drink and a plate of food.

Pallaton shrugs. "None'a my business if they do or dun. Just bet yar parents ain't gonna like it, if ya never get married. They may'nt mind now, but sometime…" And Pal? He's just got an early start on spreading out the family even further.

Paimida shrugs a bit. "Ah'll get married, more'n likely. Fer all Ah know Pa's promised me away already. It ain't like Ah'm lackin' suitors. Yer parents ain't pleased with /yeh/, ain't married an' havin' a kid?"

Fwoosh. In with the redheaded junior and her followers. The hair is done up in its most elaborate bun ever, clothes looking like she's dressed for a gather with Telgar or Bendan, and, to those close enough to her, it's very clear that Saelis keeps clenching her jaw. There's a Weyrling that's been snagged and is busy writing things down while she dictates them, and she and her lot head to their usual side of the cavern. Her eyes quickly sweep over the caverns, and every so often she'll give a soft, calculating smirk before continuing.

Pallaton rolls his eyes at Saelis as she enters, gaze pausing momentarily on Jesica before its back on his cousin. "Least they know Ah can have kids. Ya might be such a not-girl, ya can't. Then y'all have trouble.." Besides, its all in innocent fun. Or, not so innocent, as the case may be.

Jesica catches Pallaton's comment and the woman's eyes narrow quite a bit, "Are you saying a girl isn't a girl unoess she can spew out a child?" she ask in a soft tone, tucking a strand of auburn hair behind one hear as she pauses by Pallaton.

Paimida gives Pal a shrug, still totally unaffected. One thing she /does/ have? Great self-esteem and self confidence, so there! Oooh, Jesica's comment gets a large smirk.

Saelis's eyes land on Paimida after a bit, that same brow that had quirked before going up. She keeps on yammering away, though, turning back to glance at two of the greenriders. "… and the vacation. Yes, I'm still going; he just keeps putting it off."

Pallaton glances over at Jesica, shaking his head with a roll of his eyes. "Hardly. Just that Ah sometimes wonder if she's even a girl. Ah mean, without that dress, ya'd neva know.." And the girl on his lap shoots Jesica a dirty glare, the one next to him just scooting closer.

Jesica looks at the two girls and she arcs an eyebrow, "Exscuse me while I get a little bossy here ladies, first off, if you want to sit in the boy's lap, go for it, he's got nothing I want that I can't get from any willing rider, and wearing a dress doesn't make you a girl, anymore than wearing pants and having gonads makes you a man." she says in a soft tone before she turns her back on Pallaton, shaking her head a bit as she moves off to settle down with her food.

Paimida grins a bit. "But wearing a dress can be fun." is said mainly to herself in a rather cheerful tone. Nope, her mood hasn't been dampered at all by this nice little run-in with Pal. "If'n being a boy was only 'bout the sacks an' all, we could easily fix that."

Jesica is the next to be eyed, with her getting a rating of two brows up from Saelis (take -that-, Paimida!). Ahem. The woman stirs, momentarily, stopping her remarks to watch the scene across from her silently, while those situated with her continue their talking.

Pallaton mutters something under his breath about how someone obviously not understand anything, as she missed his point twice, which results in an outburst of giggles from the girls, who shrug, one of them piping up, "Your loss.." Pal just contents himself with sitting there, rolling his eyes. "Might as well start with yourself, you know, if that's what you're gonna do. If t'was me, people might be upset." And to prove his point, the girls just glare at Pai.

Jesica shakes her head a bit more and she mutters something under her breath before eating her first bite of her meal, fingers of her free hand tapping on the table. The girls glaring at Pai are looked at and she shakes her head a bit.

Paimida may understand what Pal is trying to get across, but really doesn't care one bit. The glares just get a sweet smile from Pai and a shrug. "Yah'll probably think differently 'bout it soon 'nough. Yer just gonna get ditched." And with a turn she wanders over to get some dinner.

Pallaton snorts, quickly shaking his head. "We dun need to take this. Come on, you two." And the girls stand up, followed by Pal, the females sticking out their tongues at the others in the cavern before leaning into him and they all head back the way they came, no further comment made.

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