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The room is ravishly lit, and there are foods from all over Pern on the enormous wooden table. Chairs are scattered here and there, and some are placed around circular tables with more candles lit on them. The air is nicely warm, just right for newly hatched dragonets.

((no prob))

Ty walked into the room and looked around, eyeing the people and seeing whether things would be like they uses to. She walked in a bit and stood to the left of the entrance, giving others room to enter as well. She was an impressive sight, her hand on her hips, her legs set sholder-width apart, on knee popped out. Her dress, an emerald green that mirrored her eyes, hugged her form. Though the dress showed her scar, she wore it proudly, and the scar was old, so many did not even notice it. The dress had a slit up her right leg, the one that was poped, up to about two inches above her knee. Her aubern hair stood out among the brown, black and blonds all about her, and attracted the attention of others. Her taned skin glowed in the glow light and she smiled, knowing the thought of some of the men thought she didn have telepethy as her ability.

Ty continued to look aroud, but saw know she knew imedatly. She saw the holders of the nreaest holds and the Weyrleaders, but know one else she reconenises, exept the rare rider. I see no one I know, so I'm going to go sit at that table, there dosn't seem to be that many people there. I know your full, but do you feel up to coming, or do you want me to take you back to bed?? She asked Azzuroth.

I'm fine but you go sit down and eat. Azzuroth said encouraginly. He started to walk tword the table he thought Ty ment. She smiled and followed him, looking around as more people entered.

Reaching the table, Ty poured herself a glass or wine and sat down at the table. She sat with her back tot he table and her facing the entrance. She took a sip of wine, reconizing the famous Bendon white. Crossing her legs suggestively, she tilted her head up. Closing her eyes, she relished in the warmth of the room and the wine taste on her tongue, pushing down her memories of unhappier times.

((Nice hair El!!))

Dankia walked into the hall with Talana and their dragonets. They quietly got their plates and sat down to enjoy the delicious food.

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Alex followed the others that had bonded with the young dragons into a hall filled with food. It was a feast of some kind. Xephyath followed closely at his heels. Alex, or, unbeknownst to him, A'lex, looked around for his friends.

(I know, I've been a little lax for the past couple weeks, but I'm having trouble keeping up with my rps for various reasons- not the least of which is a sudden lack of interest in many of the guilds- but I'll try to be more diligent from now on. Since Christmas is approaching, that may be a bit hard, but I will try.)

Kai, Talanth scampering in behind her, smiled as she saw the brightly lit room and all the food. Her stomach rumbled, reminding her of her long-ago last meal, and she glanced down at her dragonet. Would you mind if I got food, Talanth?

I am satisfied for now, Kaivanimine. I do not mind if you eat as well.

Kai smiled and made her way for the food tables, her sharp hearing- always listening for some interesting tidbit of information- catching snippets of conversations here and there, mainly people talking of the unusual number of queens the Clutch had or laughing about one thing or another.

Gemina, or Gem, as she liked to be called, entered the large room that was set up for the feast. Gem had missed the hatching, because she had been out in the fields, playing with he firelizards. She had not heard the dragons hum, being so far away from the Weyr, and so had impressed no dragons, but her two firelizards, Sella, a green, and Varanth, a bronze, were draped on her shoulders, entangled in her long black hair. Her unnaturally bright red highlights caught the light and sent red specks of light running over her firelizards' scales. The young woman's black eyes glistened. Gem wore black pants and a white shirt. Ruby drops hung from her ears-the only thing her parents had left her. Those were the nicest clothes she had since she was 17 turns old and had been living in an abandoned cave for the past two years, after her parents had been killed by thread. Only a few days ago had Gem been found and brought to live at Benden Weyr for the time being; it was extremely likely she would soon be sent to live somewhere else. Ever since she had arrived, Gem had been working all over the Weyr, performing odd jobs for various people-mostly in the kitchen. However, Gem wasn't very social, and liked to remain inconspicuous, humming to herself in a beautiful voice while she worked, or admiring the dragons. She wished to someday be a dragonrider and fight the monster that had killed her parents or become a harper, maybe even Masterharper, someday.

However, all thoughts were erased from her mind when she entered the hall, smelling the meat and other dishes that were native to Pern. Gem sat in a seat and grabbed a cup of Klah, taking a long draught. She didn't much like wine, it made her feel jittery, and Gem didn't like huge bouts of emotion; she tended to be very calm. She silently fed her forelizads some meat. They purred happily.

Gem saw some of the new people. She had not yet had a chance to meet one, and was fascinated. This was mostly because of her love of the nightsky, and stars. She couldn't wait to ask them about stars, since the people had seemingly fallen out of the sky. Gem saw some more meat and rubbed her firelizards' bellies. "You little ones are getting fat," she said, amused.

((Edited))

Theria walked in with Dantrieth at her side. She saw that the strangers were beginning to be more open with the weyrlings as she went to the table and gathered food onto her plate. If there was anything better than Gather food, she had yet to taste it! She sat down at a table with space left and began to eat as the room filled.

Dantrieth saw that his rider was safely installed at her bench and wandered toward his clutchmates. Theria wanted to know about the boy who fell, Dantrieth remembered it proudly. He could ask the boy's dragon.

((OOC: He uses his newly strengthened telepathy to understand what others are saying by taking the meanings of the words directly from their minds, as long as they aren't trying to hide these meanings. Likewise, he can make others understand him by performing the process in reverse, using his abilities to send the meanings of the words to the other person's mind.))

"I'm guessing it's food. But it doesn't look anything like the food I ate on the Tyrana. That was all pre-packaged or recycled nutrients in blocks of food. This... this is odd to me. Well, there's nothing I can do but try it out, I guess," said Marcus, and he got a piece of the food nearest im. It was chewy and juicy and it tasted rather odd, but in a good kind of way. Gleaning information from the surface thoughts of some of the other people, he learned that it was called 'meat.' He rather liked it.