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Date Posted: 15:21:40 01/26/02 Sat
Author: S'sha and Kylith
Subject: >,<
In reply to: T'ren~Jeneth :: Namak, Eir 's message, "~*~" on 14:23:23 01/26/02 Sat

*Kylith sounds amused as she replies, Of course I'm sensible. She's the irresponsible half, you know. S'sha shakes her head, jolting out of her slight daze, and glances up at T'ren. A slow grin curves her lips. "Sorry, T'ren, but I can't promise that." The gold adds in a wry tone, I already tried that. It didn't work. Straightening, she gives Eir a final scritch and smiles at the green, still ignoring poor Namak. "We have a sick WingLeader," and she nods to Alara who had just entered, "but she's getting better by the moment, and one of our kinder brownriders seems to be taking care of her." She considers, tilting her head and incidently casting long curls across her face. "We have flit overpopulation and the danger of some hatchlings going wild or dying. I can fix that easily," she muses. "Hmm. The weyrling training is going well, if slower than I'd like." The Weyrlady frowns suddenly. "Several Weyrs are slowing down. Bad things have happened at Ista and Fort, and many riders are out of commission for a while." Quirking a grin, S'sha pushes T'ren down onto the bench, shoving his food towards him. "You eat, and then, what else? Ah yes... our nice little renegade bunch." Her grey eyes flash dangerously at the thought. ((Note- her eyes go from blue, to hazel, to grey... blue tends to be happiest. *G*)) You are taking T'ren, Kylith interjects, and the rider grins. Of course, of course. Wouldn't want to exclude him. The queen sighs mentally.*

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