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Date Posted: 15:06:53 04/23/02 Tue
Author: Acidell
Author Host/IP: 66.119.33.135
Subject: -Raising an Eyebrow-
In reply to: Thies (and those other two flits that follow him around ^.~ 's message, "Helpful hands and claws..." on 13:44:46 04/23/02 Tue

Acidell walked into the Weyrling Barracks, head high and eyes set an inch or so above the Candidate's heads. He lowered them quickly, his mouth still set in a self-satisfied grin. No one had ever said he was exactly modest or a follower. And he didn't like being brushed up against.


Acidell raised an eyebrow at the actions of the Candidates as they wandered about in the noon-day sunlight that streamed in through the windows. "Couldn't open more windows, could ya?" Acidell murmured. The Weyrling Barracks were stuffy to him after Turns of living out in the open. Acidell shook his head the slightest of bits before peering in through all the barracks to find the one that was his.


Acidell had wandered throughout the Barracks without finding the one that he felt drawn too. He worked by his instincts with everything, canines to train, people to befriend. And there was no dorm room here. Acidell looked around once more, his green eyes searching the Weyrling Barracks. They happened to land on a small door in the back of the Barracks. Acidell pushed through a few spiderwebs to open the door. Dust caught in the hinges, causing Acidell to bring out a small knife and dig out the dirt. The door finally swung open, killing a spider or two with its crazed wing. The room inside was perfect- just dusty. Plently dusty. It looked as if it hadn't seen human inhabitation for Turns! Acidell stalked over to the windows- two of them adorned the walls. He flung them openn, fresh air and sunlight streaming into the room. That was better. A start. Acidell nodded as a thought came to him. Those Candidates had cleaning supplies.


"Excuse me? Can I have a few things to clean my room?" Acidell asked the male standing there. He looked at the man's two flits sitting on his shoulders. "What are their names?" he asked as soon as his first question tumbled from his mouth. Acidell looked back at the boy's face. "I am Acidell."


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