All needed to help

[franny]

Rysly had written up an announcement that she was posting in the dining hall. She figured that this was the best place to put it and Aclath had suggested here. Where in here?

Just put it somewhere where people will see it.

The announcement read:

To: everyone (mostly weyrlings over a year old), and others that might want to help
Why: We are building a second Hatching Caverns so as to be able to support all the queens at our weyr.
Who is running it: Gold Weyrling Rysly and her dragon Aclath
Please, just fill out the form bellow to sign up to help build the new hatching caverns. Anybody that can help please help. This is supposed to be a weyrling project.

FORM:
Rider name:
dragon name (if applicable):
What talents you have that can help:
Rank:

THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP!!!


I think that'll work to get people to help out. Rysly thought proudly to her dragon.
Should we post in the weyrling barracks too? Aclath responded,since it was supposed to be a weyrling project.
Maybe , Rysly replied.

[Mirror]

H'shan was wandering around the Weyr aimlessly. It was raining, and too cold to go stunting with Zeth. The copper was curled up in their Weyr, content to sleep away the bitter precipitation and drilling wind. H'shan, however, was not. He had spring fever, and he could feel it rising from his gut and into his limbs. They wouldn't stop moving, and because of this, he was now in the dining hall, scrubbing tables. He didn't particularly like chores, but the Headwoman always seemed to make good use of his endless amount of energy, so he came here when the weather decided to trap him. His shaggy straw colored hair was already beginning to lighten in hopes that sumer would arrive, but because of the sharding rain it was curling just about his ears, giving him a somewhat ragged appearance that just seemed to compliment his lithe boyish looks. Cache was lazily dozing on the table next to him, his lazy attitude in stark contrast to both Zeth and his bondeds. However, both the copper and the man loved the little blue firelizard, and it made them quite the trio. The flit woke only for a moment, watching a girl post a notice across the room. Raising an eyebrow, H'shan dropped his cleaning rag and wandered over, his lanky legs giving him an almost rolling walk. He came up to the sheet and grinned. Here was something he could put his energy to good use!

Grabbing a stylus from a nearby harper, he quickly jotted down the essentials, his handwriting much like his looks: ragged, boyish and rather lively.


H'shan & Copper Zeth
We can offer: Lifting things, limitless amount of energy, a very lazy flit
Copperrider


Grinning as he finished up and handed the writing utensil back, he called out to his dragon, whose snores were echoing through their mental link. "Zeth, wake up! Who is gold Aclath? How old is she? I suppose she is a Weyrling, so find out when she graduates. What is her rider like? Oh wait, never mind, I'll just talk to the girl. You speak to the dragon." The coppers warm speech flooded H'shan's mind, calming him in a very amiable way. [H'shan-mine. You woke me up to do this? I was thinking about wherries and the ripe flesh they get in the summer-] Rolling his eyes, the rider cut the dragon off, not wanting to hear about the food the copper as eager to eat. "Find out about the dragon! Oh, by the way, we'll be working with them for the nest little while, just so you know." A chuckle came from the dragon, who could feel his rider's jumbled thoughts and over-excited nature. Sumer needed to come, and come soon.

Cache was still asleep on the table, so H'shan wandered over to the girl who had posted the message, and assumed it was Rysly. Who else could it be? A broad, open smile graced his face, as he touched her shoulder with a broad hand. "Excuse me, miss? You are Gold Weyrling Rysly, if I am not mistaken. You are the one who posted the notice, are you not? I am H'shan, rider of Copper Zeth, and we will be honored to help you construct another fine hatching sands. Your dragon is Gold Aclath, no?" It was a long sentence, for not knowing someone, but that was how H'shan was. He never went into something slowly. Oh, no, he always jumped in head first. Luckily Zeth always seemed to save his butt. The copper was still in his Weyr, but he was wide awake, his head raised and his mind focused. He targeted the Gold dragons, all except those that he knew, and called out in his sunny, warm voice. [Gold Aclath? I am copper Zeth, and I would like to speak with you. Don't fear me, I am not going to hurt you. I just would like to get to know you better as we will be working on the Sands project together. Like rider, like dragon. Zeth also spoke in long, but polite sentences, and when it was really bad, they seemed to jump around from time to time.

[franny]

Rysly almost jumped when the other rider came over but she was soon smiling. "Yes I am gold weyrling Rysly. I am so glad to see someone else excited about the prospect of a new hatching sands. I do need others than myself to create a nice sands." Rysly was excited, she already people were excited by the idea of getting to help. She really wanted this project to work well. I t would mean all the world if it worked well.

Aclath, on the other hand was talking to copper Zeth who had startled her. She had quickly calmed down and said, Hello, mine is very excited about this project. It gives her more to work on. What about yours, is he excited. How old are you by the way? Aclath asked curiously. Aclath could be very inquisitive when she felt like it.

Rysly, sent to Aclath, Aclath, there are others already interested!

Aclath rplied back, Yes mine, I know, I am talking to copper dragon Zeth.

Rysly, smiling replied back, Yes, and the rider's name is H'shan.

Turning back toward H'shan she said, "I believe Aclath is talking to your Zeth at this moment in time, or so she tells me. Am I correct on that?"

[Caderell]

T'ance was, needless to say, of man of few worries. Thusly, as he strode up to the bulletin, it was without a thought that he signed it, sketching out,

T'ance, Rinith
We offer strength, energy, entertainment and a sister with a Runnerbeast
Azuriterider

Without hesitation he added,
Dresilda
Offers a very large Runnerbeast, a limitless supply of sarcasm, a loud voice and a short temper. And a very pretty voice.
Harper Journeyman, Candidate

He grinned, handing the stylus back to the poor harper who'd been writing when a strange man snatched away his stylus, then turned and strode off, a hop-skip-and-a-jump in his steps and a whistle caroling from his mouth.
--♥--
She stared blankly at the bulleton, trying to remember signing up. "Nope. Don't remember." She sighed, rubbing her temples. "Stupid, worthless brother."

She added to what she could offer, And a good stick for hitting certain Azuriteriders. She gave a smirk and a curt nod then sauntered away, humming a pretty little tune to herself. Hah! She'd teach him!