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Date Posted: 22:09:53 12/21/01 Fri
Author: Kalya~Layath
Subject: ~>~

Layath walked purposefully in, finally sitting down in the tub, waiting for Kalya to come over, her eyes whirled impatience.
I'm ready.
Kalya ran in, grabbing a bucket of cold, clear, water, moving quickly to Layath. "I've got it!" she called happily, dumping the water on top of Layath, washing off the little blood and dirt that had gotten on the queen's hide.

Kalya grabbed a scrub brush, and went over every inch of Layath, taking great pains to rub every spot so it shone, and getting all the blood and grime off.
"There!"
I still need an oiling. Layath reminded her.
"Of course darling." Kalya grabbed a bucket of oil, and generously slathered some on Layath's hide, rubbing her hand in circles, to rub all the oil in.
Thank you Kalya. You are the most wonderful, intelligent, beautiful creature alive!
"And you are my match, Layath, but I really don't think I'm all of those things."
Of course you are! I picked you, didn't I?
"I guess..."
You have thought that it was impossible, almost, for you to come here, for a repressive holder's daughter to Impress a queen and change Pern. You held on, though, and didn't give up. So don't doubt yourself now.
"You're right, Lay. Let's go to the Barracks, I'm practically asleep on my feet..."

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