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Date Posted: 12:50:13 11/23/04 Tue
Author: Wessae~Shrineth
Subject: C'mere, you

Shrineth circles the Perches before finally deciding on a good landing spot. Take your sweet time, don't you love? Wessae inquires, rolling her eyes good naturedly as she prepares for landing.

Whatever do you mean? Shrineth asks with mock innocence as she settles fussily to the ground.

"I mean, we're LATE for training, silly. I had to stop and get these bloody things," she pats the flame throwers that she had balanced carefully in the pack harness in front of her.

They threw off my flying pattern. Shrineth grumbles. They can be taken away now. Wessae dutifully unloads her own flamethrower and then another one. Peering over the heads of the Werylings, she sets her mouth in a small frown.

"I can't find the new queenrider. Shrineth, please call her for me. And for the Egg's sake be polite. And specific. The last person you called flew halfway around the weyr before they found us."

Shrineth, not to be outdone, projects into the minds of every single dragon and human in the Perches. Her usual smug tone is prevalent in her words along with a 'receptionist' sort of voice. Would the newest queenrider pair please report to the Senior Weyrwoman please? We're waiting to advance your training. We're here in the Perches. About ten feet towards the entrance. Thank you.

Wessae just rolls her eyes again and grins. "You're a piece of work, you are."

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