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Date Posted: 08:30:29 11/05/04 Fri
Author: Salty (played origionally by GC, posted by NS)
Subject: Ok, This was supposed to be in the Lower Caverns of New Isel, as a reply to the Weyrbrats...

((Ok, this was supposed to be for my Weyrbrats, but Grasscat couldn't post it. She e-mailed it to Deystar, who couldn't post it either. Then, DS e-mailed it to me, and I couldn't post it. So, here it is. This better work...))

Oh, wasn’t this fun?

Salty looked around, slightly put out by all the people here. This Weyr was huge! Well, it was when he compared it to his home Hold. The dining hall alone was more vast than he could comprehend comfortably. This would take a bit of getting used to.

But, he reasoned, if everything was the same, would it be enjoyable, or just boring? And Salty couldn’t stand boredom. When he had been given the chance to come here, he had jumped at it – his mother refused to come, though. Shame. He’d have liked her here. She’d have certainly enjoyed having such a huge kitchen to make food in.

The lanky boy moved further into the huge cave of a room, scanning the tables for a sight of anybody who looked remotely friendly. Lessee, now…riders and kid…more riders…still more riders…I sense a theme here...hmm…
He would really have to find someone to talk to in this cavernous place. Why did things have to be so big?Stupid question really. Dragons were big. Thus, their home had to be big. See, there is logic!

He would really have to stop having conversations with himself. It couldn’t be a healthy habit, really it couldn’t. I need to find a place to sit down… He felt too tall to be here. Everyone else was sitting at a table.

Stop being so self-conscious, you nit! He imagined his sister saying, and he shrugged his shoulders to loosen them. It had been cold getting here! He would need to get used to between. Oh joy. More things to become accustomed to.

He leaned against a wall, resting his head against the cool stone, hoping to maybe blend in. Or be noticed by someone who would talk to him.

His first day in a Weyr. This was going well…

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