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 [Candidate Lesson] Getting to know you, 1st hatching candidates
K'lan
 Posted: Aug 22 2015, 04:49 AM
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If he were being completely honest with himself, K'lan was somewhat nervous. After the death of the previous Candidatemaster, the position had been empty for some time. The Traineemaster and his Copper Wher had taken over the care of the candidates for a time, but it wasn't really fair on them to expect them to keep doing do, especially when Whers and their handlers typically kept to the opposite scheduled to Dragons and their riders. Additionally, Ansgar hadn't seemed too happy about it, and had appeared all to eager to hand the lot of them off to K'lan when he was approved for the role.

While he had read the various notes which the previous occupants of the position had kept on the candidates, papers and others observations were not substitute for personal interactions with a person. Not to mention that a lot had happened since some of those files were last updated, and some of the newest candidates didn't have anything more than the most basic of information. It was something he would need to get fixed, along with changing around the setup of the small office space granted for the use of the Candidatemaster, and a few other things which had caught his attention as needing some work.

First things first though, he needed to meet his new charges. Just after breakfast seemed as good a time as any to hold their first official lesson. If you could please Lyx He bespoke his dragon, who was lazing in the sunshine not to far from the barracks.

Candidates. Please gather at the barracks to meet with your new Candidatemaster The blue called out. The dragon shifted so that he could keep a better eye on what was going on as they waited for the young ones to make their arrival.

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Tomyas
 Posted: Aug 22 2015, 12:37 PM
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    Tomyas hadn't been with the old candidate master for long before his untimely death. The substitute master had seemed over whelmed at times--- which meant for Tomyas he was able to sneak away more and more. If it had been the true candidate master he would have felt bad but--- he wasn't. So he didn't.

    It seemed, as of now though, they had a new master and Tomyas had to suppress a groan as the dragon's voice resounded in his head. He had been sleeping, for once in his life, and didn't really want to move. Curled up underneath a table in the dining hall. Yes, a little strange but, still. Tomyas had yet to get use to sleeping in a bed. Too many years of caravan travel, sleeping in fear of being attacked or stolen from, or not being given a bed--- it had left its' mark on Tomyas. Beds so far just felt uncomfortable. He didn't like them.

    Rolling out from underneath the table the boy stifled a groan and stretched. He popped his neck, once, and then his hands before shaking the sleep from his eyes and headed off for the candidate barracks. He started off with a slow walk that eventually turned into a full on sprint, zipping by Weyrfolk at top speed and avoiding little obstacles so he wouldn't crash on his face. He liked to run. It was fun for him. More importantly? It got everyone else out of his way. Even better.

    It didn't take him too long to arrive at the barracks and the blonde scanned the area, scowling as he realized he was one the first showers. Great. Perfect. Now he looked eager.
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Jeride
 Posted: Aug 23 2015, 01:14 PM
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    In a secluded area of the Weyr's outdoor space, under the shade of some sort of spreading alien tree, Jeride engaged himself in one of the time-wasting pastimes he used to avoid chores and occupy his time. He'd recently started to try his hand at whittling, a branch of woodcrafting that really anyone with a chunk of wood and a blade could attempt, though the results were far from guaranteed. In his case, usually what came of his efforts was a pile of messy wood shavings and some sort of random shape which would only be called a 'sculpture' by the very generous or the tremendously uneducated. Today he was trying something a little more structured; the chunk of firewood he'd nabbed was slowly becoming thinner and pointier. He was using his sharp, pointy knife to make a sharp, pointy piece of wood, and he thought it was turning out pretty well.

    That said, when the new candidatemaster had his dragon call for the attendance of his new students, Jeride had no problem with dropping the wood-shard beside its tree-cousin and getting up to see what the fuss was about. Someone else could have his pointy stick, he didn't really care. At least getting a look at the new candidatemaster was something to do.

    A short trot back to the candidate barracks later, and he was greeted by the sight of what looked like a few people waiting around, accompanied by a dark-blue dragon. He slowed his pace to a swaggering walk for the rest of the distance there—he hadn't been hurrying or anything—and looked those gathered up and down. The old guy had to have been the new candidatemaster, and he thought he recognised white-and-scrawny as one of the other boys staying in the barracks, maybe. It wasn't like he cared about that sort of thing.

    "What, is this everyone who bothered to show? Looks like you're not too popular, old man."

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Zanaris
 Posted: Aug 26 2015, 08:21 PM
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Zanaris had spent extra time in the dining hall that morning, scribbling on about the various people he had come across. There was a bunch of new wherhandlers, and now quite a few Candidates that had been brought into Discovery Weyr. It was a good idea for him to write down what he knew about them, even if it was on a scrap of paper that would be later discarded. It helped him to remember the information he had gained about them as individuals, which he had mostly gathered from watching and listening, as he wasn't the most social type and certainly hadn't done anything like actually approach these new individuals to get to know the specifically. He was sure that this would occur in time, but it wasn't something he felt he needed to rush by any means.

Then a voice broke into his mind. This wasn't the first time he had heard a dragon enter his mind and speak to him, but it had been a considerable time. The wher had been the last to speak to him, and it seemed a bit more overwhelming, even if only in his own head, that now there was a dragon talking directly to him. He had seen this blue around, but hadn't spoken to him before. It was Lyxiath, the blue dragon that was bonded to their newest Candidate Master. K'lan had seemed nice enough from the distance that Zanaris had seen him.

Hero sat up in his spot next to him on the table, the blue interested in the blue's words. Hero was far more excited about the prospect of going to the lesson than Zanaris was. Even so, he wanted to be a Candidate, wanted to make a difference in the future...But the last hatching just had not been as amazing as he had hoped and even expected. Even so, the voice in his mind called him to the Barracks to meet the new Master K'lan.

He scrunched up the paper and shoved it into a pocket, then went to clear his plate. Once settled, he headed to the Candidate Barracks where the group was slowly but surely gathering. Hero sat proudly on his shoulder, looking out at those around them. There was a few newer people popping in there, but most had been around for at least a little bit. But...what took his breath away was...what that other Candidate had the audacity to say to the man!

Even as his mind shrieked at the boy for saying such an outrageously unacceptable thing, Zanaris pressed his mouth tightly shut, his brow furrowed as he tried to appear smaller than he actually was. Sure the boy shouldn't have said anything so atrociously rude to the Master, but it was far from Zanaris's place to actually say something to him about it. Surely the Master would happily put him in his place in just a moment.

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Lylarina
 Posted: Aug 26 2015, 10:05 PM
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Mister was chowing down happily on his diet of fresh meat and tidbits of cheese snacks. Lyl had already worked him this morning, and spent time gently brushing off his feathers after they had finished, and was now watching him eat his food while she gently rubbed his neck. She rather adored her handsome man, and loved spending time with him whenever she could. Early in the mornings was a decent enough time, and most apprentices left him alone while she was with him. Even so, her own stomach was starting to rumble, and she was thinking it would be a good time to go get some food of her own. She patted him goodbye and started making her way back to the Weyr proper, to where the dining hall was.

She stopped only to wash her hands before going to grab her own plate, when the call entered her mind. Lyxiath's voice called to her, beckoning her to head to the Candidate's Barracks to meet their new Candidate Master. She had heard whispers about who it would be, the nice bluerider and his nice Lyxiath. Not that she had actually met or spoken to him at any point, but she had nothing against him. Or his handsome dragon. Lyl was already hoping that they would be nice and that she would have proper lessons as a Candidate.

Not that there had been anything wrong with Angsar and his beautiful copper wher, but he had seemed a bit stressed with the additional responsibilities that came along with this temporary position. Hopefully this would give him a bit more peace and patience, and alleviated some of his unnecessary stress. She would miss seeing him and his pretty wher, but it would be better for him in the long run if all he had to do was his own job. Even so, she was now needed, and had no more time for a breakfast. She grabbed a redfruit and took a bite of it as she made her way to the Barracks to meet the new Master.

She walked in just in time to hear the other Candidate say...She frowned, the redfruit bearing hand falling to her side as she approached this newcomer, "I hardly think that's an appropriate tone," she said simply. Then shrugged her shoulders, "I suppose there's really no knowing your upbringing, so perhaps it can't be helped," she said, deciding to not let it get to her. She then turned to smile brightly to the new Candidate Master, "It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," she said simply, determined to have a wonderful experience, no matter how problematic some other people just felt like they had to be.

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Sicile
 Posted: Aug 27 2015, 01:01 PM
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      Sicile was laying about with nothing to do when Lyxiath's voice entered her mind. She smiled and nodded, even though the dragon wouldn't be able to see it. She had been at the Weyr for sometime and she had found it odd that the Candidatemaster was a Wherhandler. It wasn't that she had anything against Wherhandlers, it was just odd since they were standing for dragons and not whers.

      Standing up and stretching she made her way towards where she assumed the meeting would be. When she got there she didn't see many of the other candidates yet, and the group was mainly mad much to her disappointment. She shrugged and listened to the others. She wasn't really sure of any of their names, but right away she kind of liked the boy that spoke first. He was rude, but he was just stating the obvious. He could have done it in a better way, sure, but it was what it was. She did wonder what the Candidatemaster would say in response.

      The next person to speak up was a girl, Sicile smiled. She was pretty and speaking her mind, a winning combination in her mind. The girl looked older then her, and she had no way to tell if Lylarina was even into women, but she might as well try. She would wait to see what the Candidatemaster wanted from them before introducing herself to the girl. There was no point in doing it now if the man was going to make her do it soon.
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Tiogne
 Posted: Aug 27 2015, 05:42 PM
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They had a new candidatemaster, or so people claimed. Tiogne was quite happy to muddle along until this new candidatemaster introduced themselves. Idle gossip wasn't going to get her anything and the less people knew her the less they'd care when she dropped out of Candidacy. The less impact she made the easier it would be to live a comfortable life here. She didn't care for the idea of hunting down her parents' killers with Feigne so it was Discovery Weyr for her. At least here she wouldn't be forced to kill others for some stupid war.

A Blue called them to meet their new Candidatemaster. So the rumours were true. It seemed they had a Bluerider to teach them now. Interesting. Tio packed up and headed for the barracks as the message said. She couldn't deny she was a little bit interested. Just a little, not a lot. It wasn't like she was staying being a Candidate. She wasn't going to be staying with him long. Just one clutch.

She arrived just as it all was kicking off. Apparently she was in lessons with a bunch of five turn olds. She folded her arms and rolled her eyes. Perfect. This was going to be a fun few months wasn't it. She sighed and tried to ignore it as best she could. She could survive this. Surely some of them would Impress at the Hatching anyhow and leave her be until she could escape. She couldn't wait.
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Adeline
 Posted: Aug 28 2015, 09:48 AM
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When the dragon had called them all together, Adeline had just been finishing breaking her fast. Her shawl tucked firmly around her shoulders, and little Dottie curled around her neck, it was easy for her to slip into the back of the gathering crowd of candidates. She eyed the other candidates with interest, for some were fairly recent arrivals and she did not yet know them as well as she thought she should. It was, after all, a part of her job to know people.

There had clearly been some kind of commotion before she had arrived, and one of her fellow women was telling off one of the boys for.. attitude? Adeline couldn't help but smile. It was good to see someone else who had an interest in proper manners and the desire to enforce their use in others. Honestly, it wasn't that hard to obey the basic rules of human social niceties, even if one didn't engage in the more elaborate social courtesies with which Adeline was familiar.

Choosing to hold her tongue for now, Adeline waited to see how the situation would develop. It would do the new candidate master no good to have multiple people step in at this moment. Later perhaps it would be acceptable, but right now he was an unknown, and he would need to prove to the more rebellious and fractious members of the group that he was the one in control, or none of them would ever listen to him.
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Iraven
 Posted: Aug 28 2015, 09:50 AM
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Iraven showed up looking like he'd just rolled out of bed, hair messy and clothes wrinkled, finishing up the last few bites of a piece of toast. At least he was here, and the lesson hadn't started yet.

With a new Candidate Master, they would probably have to introduce themselves again. Iraven wondered when the real lessons would start. He wanted to learn how to be a dragonrider, get stronger, pick up new skills...whatever. Not just sit around and talk to people. Looking around, the faces he saw were mostly familiar, but he didn't know all of their names yet. A couple of them looked angry, a few others smiling.

Iraven joined the group, attentive despite his rumpled appearance. Hopefully the new Candidate Master would be less brusque than the wherhandler.
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K'lan
 Posted: Aug 28 2015, 10:29 AM
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K'lan maintained his smile, even as one of the early arrivals chose to insult him right off the bat. That did not bode well for the boy's long term possibilities, because K'lan was perfectly willing to keep a candidate off the the sands if he didn't think they were mature enough to handle a hatchling. If a dragon really wanted them, they could find them in the stands, but being a rider was hard work, and being a weyrling was even harder and a rider who didn't pay attention or didn't have enough motivation to do the work needed to care for their dragon, could easily cause the baby permanent harm.

"It's alright Miss" K'lan favored the young woman who had pipped up in his defense with a pleased smile "The lad is simply volunteering for extra chores and to go first in our physical exercises for the rest of the sevenday" This was hardly the first time he'd been insulted, nor even close to the worst he'd been treated to. He and D'ulf had good reasons for leaving the High Reaches, beyond their desire to escape from the war. K'lan had been getting thoroughly sick of dealing with those who disapproved on his relationship with the bronze rider, never mind that they had been involved for turns, or that their relationship had begun long before his weyrmate had impressed to Emilith.

"Speaking of which" The blue rider looked over the gathered group of candidates "I know you've all probably done this before and are probably a bit sick of it, but I'd like for you all to introduce yourselves, give a rank if you have one, and a little something about yourself" It was a fairly basic exercise, but hopefully one which would bare some fruits of knowledge.

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Tomyas
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    It didn't take too long for other candidates to start to filter in, and, Tomyas had not stipulations with laughing when one candidate chose to insult the new candidate master. It was true, honestly. He supposed the other candidates were just too busy to bother with lessons. Their own loss, then. He had heard candidates who didn't show didn't get to stand on the sands. That was the important thing, you know. Impressing a dragon.

    Tomyas' good mood at the choice insult, however, soured considerably at the words of some girl who showed up a little bit after the insult boy. Upbringing? As if that had anything to do with anything. What a snob. He gave her a look, brows scrunched and was about to open his mouth to shoot her an ideal remark when the master spoke instead. Welp. Sucks to be insult boy.

    "Introductions?" Tomyas scowled, voice dripping with contempt. "What? Are we creche brats?" He shook his head, crossing his arms and leaning his weight onto the ball of his left foot, right foot tapping as he spoke.

    "Youhaven'tevenintroducecyourself. Not all of us havebeenhereforturnsyouknow." He threw his head back, eyeing the rider for a moment before turning his gaze upwards, smirking.

    "How's that for manners, huh?" He then gave a sweeping shrug, scowling. "I'mTomyas--- bestlookingonehere. There. That good?"
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Jeride
 Posted: Aug 28 2015, 02:28 PM
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    Ok, what? Jeride rolled his head with exaggerated slowness to look at the girl who had arrived just in time to hear him make his remark, and had decided to get all bossy about it, as if he was a brat in her own personal, sanctimonious little creche. Whatever, she was probably just trying to earn brownie points with the candidatemaster— except then she followed up with a jab at his upbringing, and his derisive smirk twisted into a sneer. "You don't know shit-" he started to say, but the candidatemaster was talking, and oh, great, he'd been saddled with extra chores. What about miss snotty prig over here? No reprimand for her, of course. Yeah, that was fair.

    Jeride settled into a sulky silence as the candidatemaster went on to tell them about the exercise they'd be starting with during this lesson. Introductions? Everyone here already lived together—the only person they didn't already know was him. He was at least pleased to see that the pale boy wasn't shy about pointing that out. Good to know that not everyone here was a stuck-up flunky, even if this guy did have a pretty generous idea of his own looks. It wasn't like he was unattractive but, come on, there were better-looking guys here. Jeride, for instance. Also, what was up with his speech? Guy went a mile a minute with his words, Jeride could hardly understand him. He was weird.

    But he shrugged and said "Works for me." He glanced around at the other candidates, ignoring the girl who'd felt the need to tell him off. He was still pissed at her. "I'm Jeride. If you don't know me already, it's either cuz you're new, or you never paid any attention. Either way, that's not my problem. You'll know me soon enough."

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Kyli
 Posted: Aug 30 2015, 12:04 PM
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      She was late. Kyli had been talking to some of the starcrafters that had been at the new Weyr and completely lost track of time. She had heard Lyniath's voice of course, but she what she thought were a few seconds of conversations was actually a few minutes. When she realized she hastily said her goodbyes and headed to the Candidate Barracks.

      She made it just in time to hear K'lan giving them instructions. She hoped that he hadn't noticed her being late, but she had a feeling it wasn't unnoticed. She hoped at least she wouldn't be punished too bad.

      After two boys went, both of them the kind of boys that she made a point to avoid, she decided to go herself.

      "Hello, I'm new here. My name is Kyli and I'm a Journeyman Starcrafter." She smiled brightly at K'lan. Hopefully being one of the first to speak up would give her points and make her being late not so bad.

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Lylarina
 Posted: Aug 30 2015, 08:16 PM
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Quite a few more Candidates were filtering in by now. Honestly, there seemed to be a lot of girls in comparison to the number of boys. But Lyl was fairly certain that this was not a full display of the Candidates here at Discovery, she had seen quite a few more over the duration of her stay. But she wasn't about to judge anyone for their tardiness, the Weyr was a large place. Even though there had been a dragon's call, Candidates could be stuck working in their crafts. Most Candidates still worked toward their craft, and some were apprentices who were best not to leave without the direct permission of their journeymen, which might not be available. Of course, they were usually expected to be Candidates first, so she was sure they would get around to getting here in good time.

The untrained boy was bristling from her comment, and was already starting to talk back to her about what she had said. Even so, K'lan cut him off, speaking directly to her, though it was more for the boy who had spoken against him, that was obvious. The rude, untrained boy would now have to spend extra time on chores and be the first to work on physical activities. And then he asked the group at large to introduce themselves. This news seemed to calm the boy's bristling, and he settled to sulking instead, glaring at both the new Candidatemaster and at her. Well, she certainly hadn't done a good job making friends with him, but that wasn't really her goal. She had no need to spend extra time trying to teach someone how to have proper manners and etiquette, though if forced she would likely give it a try. For some reason, however, he really didn't seem the type to be eager to learn, by the way he was looking at her.

The first to speak after the Candidatemaster was another boy, this one with pale white hair. He seemed...about as well trained as the other boy. He spoke against the Candidatemaster, by questioning his simple request. He also seemed rather hurried in trying to get all his words out, some of them seeming to blend together in his haste to speak his mind. This led Lyl to wonder if he was just a bit simple, or if he had an even worse upbringing than the rude boy. After questioning the man and saying that K'lan hadn't even introduced himself - which is funny because the rider had been here longer than she had, so if the boy was here for any length of time he might have already known him? He ended his statements by proclaiming himself Tomyas, the best looking one here. To which Lyl could not suppress her giggle. Good for him that he at least had a bit of self confidence to him, though perhaps a bit misguided.

The first boy spoke up again, shrugging off his extra duties and introduced himself. Jeride. He seemed quite pleased with himself, but at least his introduction wasn't quite as rude as the previous comment. Perhaps he would be trainable, and K'lan had already had an impact. It seemed reasonable that discipline would work best for him, given his mannerisms. Maybe he could even learn how to properly interact with people.

Another voice spoke up, a girl. She was new. Lyl flashed her a welcoming smile. Most of them had been here for a bit, but there hadn't been a whole lot of interaction. Lessons had occurred, sure, but they had tended to be a bit more formal than this one. Kyli, a Journeyman Starcrafter. She was smiling at K'lan, rather seeming to ignore the rest of the Candidates. It made sense, though, if you were new, focus on the people who were higher in the pecking order and work on lessers later. It allowed a person time to get used to things, without becoming completely overwhelmed with the massive number of people that generally lived in a Weyr.

Lyl turned to K'lan now that there seemed to be a short moment of silence. "I'm Lylarina, or Lyl for short. I'm a Journeyman Beastcrafter, and I have a strider by the name of Mister," she said simply. "I've been here for over a turn, so I will be happy to help newer Candidates adjust if that's something we will be working on?" she offered. She was rather hopeful that the new Kyli wouldn't have to endure the difficulties of working with either Jeride or Tomyas, their mentalities did not seem appropriate for helping new people become accustomed to life on the Green Star.

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Renvio
 Posted: Sep 5 2015, 02:14 AM
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Renvio had been lurking in the gathering of candidates, Mori parched on his shoulder, watching the goings on with a curious eye. The tanner was very much a people person and it was interesting to him to see how everyone was reacting to the new candidate master and the instructions to introduce themselves.

The young man rolled his eyes at the boys who kept having a go at the new teacher. Really, there trouble and there was 'trouble' and they were going to end up getting into the second one if they weren't a bit more careful. Ren wasn't exactly the most cautious person most of the time, but even he knew better than to antagonise the guy in charge.

"Yah ever stop to think maybe he's waiting to introduce himself till the end?" Ren said to the one who'd pointed out that the candidate master hadn't introduced himself yet. "Anyway, I'm Renvio, and this here's Mori" The young brown flit chirped cheerfully in response to his name. "I'm a Journeyman Tanner, and I've been here for two turns, signed up as a candidate for the very first clutch"
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