Its like that only... messier.

Igen Weyr - Living Caverns
Second only to the Hatching Sands in size — although its walls are not so nearly circular — the living cavern is filled with numerous tables, almost too many to count. Most bear markings by rank and Wing, though there are a couple of dozen free for anyone's use. The Weyrleaders and other ranking residents have the table farthest from the kitchen and hearths, although the hearths are kept as low-burning as possible, just enough to keep the stew pot that always hangs for late-night nibblers at a good temperature. Favored drinks, particularly iced klah and juice, are kept on ice and interspersed at various food tables scattered about, along with baskets of rolls and fruit. There are, of course, scheduled mealtimes, and at certain points of the day the available fare slides into the menu for the nearest meal, be it breakfast, lunch, dinner, or late-night snackings, but the staff has long since acknowledged that people will sit to talk and nibble here at all hours. In the cooler parts of the evening in particular, the cavern hosts games of chess, checkers, dragonpoker, and others. Several degrees are knocked off thanks to the Technician Craft's new cooling system. There are several 'places' that you can find a seat at.

Kathryn is an old lady and apt to fall asleep if sitting relaxed too long. Such seems to be the case currently as the dragonhealer is slumped back in her chair with eyes closed and a very soft snore sounding. Piles of records sit scattered on the table before her, claiming enough space that most people are unlikely to sit at the table without the intention of talking to her. In her lap is curled up a grey tinted and very fat old brown firelizard, snoring much louder then his mistress.

Old ladies who fall asleep in the middle of public areas are cute. At least according to a certain forester they are. But then, waking them up is even more cute, so Malakai slips into a chair with a cool glass of juice and just starts talking to her. "Here's the juice you asked for." He says brightly, as if she hadn't been asleep at all.

For some chores are just chores, but for others they can become a bit of an obsession. Well certain ones anyway, and thus is such for Zorya who's been assigned to sweeping today, and in the living caverns at that. The place that seems to attract the most sand what with people going in and out all day. The girl pulls a chair or two away from from the table beside Kathryn's resting place in order to better reach the the space beneath. "Hi Malakai," she offers the simple greeting.

Kathrynisn't one of those who comes awake with a start or fright. In fact, Malalkai and Zorya could be excused for not realizing the woman has woken at all. The only real clue is the stoppage of snoring which is followed by the brown stopping. One hazel eye slowly opens to look at the candidate even as Truff chirps and stands, stretching out that old fat body. Then with food or drink so close at hand, the brown hops over to Malakai expectantly.

Malakai grins at Zorya and her sweeping. That'll no doubt be him some time soon enough, if he can get out of the stables anyway. "Hello Zorya." And then when the old little brown hops over into his lap he smiles brightly at the flit. "Well hello. I have something for you if you want it." he says, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a wrapped up peice of jerky. Breaking off a piece, he offers it to the brown.

Zorya finishes the area beneath the table before setting the chairs back in place. That finished she turns back towards the pair at the table beside her. "Well isn't that sweet." she comments, a touch of teasing in her voice for fellow candidate. Its only then that she comes to realize that Kathryn is awake and she turns a smile to the old woman, dipping her head in a bit of a nod. "Werywoman."

Truff chirps demandingly, even going so far as to put a paw up towards the hand as if to catch and yank to his mouth. Kathryn winks at Zorya as she straightens and then comments idly to Malakai. "If you feed him, he'll never leave you alone again." She sighs, stretching out some kinks. "He's such a begger. And I've always had to really work him to keep the weight off."

Well, it's too late now isn't it. Malakai just shrugs and grins, making a face at Zorya for her teasing remark. "Oh well, guess I don't need to get my own little lizard then." He says breaking off another little piece for Truff. "I promise I won't get him fat or anything. That juice there is for you." He's smart enough to know not to go disturbing the sleep of a lady without some kind of gift.

Zorya laughs lightly at the conversation between the two. "Looks like you're keepin' busy." she notes with a nod towards the stacks of paper spread out in front of the woman. "What Ah wouldn't give for hides instead of sand right now." she comments, though the remark is more to herself than anything.

With a smile of appreciation for the juice, Kathryn reaches forward to scoop up the glass and takes a sip. "Ah." she sighs, leaning back once again. Lazily now she looks at the other two. She's more awake and more thoughtful. "So are you getting nervous about the hatching in the future?"

Malakai smiles and scritches the old brown's chin before tucking the jerky back into his pocket. "No more for you. You're lady here will get mad at me for ruining all her hard work." he shakes his head then at Kathryn's question. "Not really. More like, I'm still not quite sure what to think." He hasn't exactly heard a lot of horror stories from the sands, and the eggs weren't too bad, just really strange.

Zorya nods as she leans, for the time being, on the broom in hand. "A little.." she admits, "But we've still got awhile yet…?" Right? Its not going to be in the next couple days or anything. She on the other hand has been at a not so 'happy' hatching, but then there are stories of better ones.

Kathryn smiles a soothing smile to the candidate with the broom. "No, no, another 4 to 6 sevenday at least. It's kind of hard to know for sure because it depends on how fast the heat hardens the eggs." Her eyes unfocus and she sighs. "Would you two be dears and watch my records please? Nylaeth is demanding attention." As she slowly rises to her feet she eyes the brown with a bit of disfavor. "And I"m sure short fat and lazy there will stick around." Truff chirps hopefully at Malakai, not yet ready to give up on possible food. With this, Kathryn shakes her head and heads out the door, muttering under her breath.

Malakai nods at the new knowledge of when about the eggs will hatch. That tiny tidbit of information sets a little seed of excitement in his mind and he grins brightly. "Well that's good to know. Kind of puts a deadline on the stay here." Kind of, for anyone who impresses it'll be longer, but still. When the weyrwoman gets up to leave though Malakai smiles and nods. "Sure thing." He waves as she goes off and turns his attention back to Truff. "Well now sir. I might give you something else, if you're really good, later." He looks to Zorya then. "I don't think you need to be worried, you said yourself these eggs are nicer."

Zorya nods. Right. Hey now, she's not the dragonhealear here. "Good to know." she agrees with Malakai. Another nod as Kathryn gets up to head off. "Of course Ma'am." She smiles towards Malakai and Truff. The pair are after all rather amusing. "Ah'm not worried." she notes, lifting a hand to brush a strand of hair back from her face as she moves to begin her sweeping again. Not worried? Yeah right.

The flitter curls up on Malakai's lap then, intent on getting that bit of food. The forester watches Zorya sweep, a little grin on his face. "Well that's good." He says, letting her believe he believes her. "I'm kinda a bit anxious now that I know it's not /too far/ off." He ponders as he rubs Truff's ridges.

Zorya pulls the unoccupied chairs from Malakai's table to sweep beneath it. "It'll come faster than ya think." she notes with a bit of a nod. "But it'll take forever." Its like a birthday or holiday. Keep thinking about it coming and it takes -forever- to get there but all of a sudden it is.

Malakai nods and lifts his feet so the girl can get beneath where he's sitting. "That makes sense." He says slowly, as it really does start to make sense to him. "I wonder what it'll be like out there. the only thing I can think of it, Hot." Because what else is the weather like outside the caves?

Zorya reaches just a bit further beneath the table with the broom to get that last bit from under the forester's chair. "Ya've been out there for touchings same as me." she replies. "Its like that only… messier." Though it seems not to be quite the word she was looking for.

Malakai raises a brow at Zorya then. That might not have been the word she was looking for, but since it's the word that came out of her mouth, that's the only one the forester has to go on. "Messier?" He asks a bit incredulously. But then he's moving his head from side to side a little while thinking. "I guess I can see that. What with the busting out of shells and stuff."

"Ah dunno." Zorya shrugs, standing again as she uses broom to pull the pile of sand from under the table. "There's that. And the dragonets runnin' all over the place." And people in the stands. And, and, and. Chaotic might be a better word than messy, but it wasn't the one that came to mind.

Malakai nods a bit, watching a bit of a memory cross over her face. She might not realize it, but talking about the hatching at Eastern is affecting her expression. At least that's how it seems to Malakai, he could be wrong and it's just his imagination. "Hey," he says, catching her by the wrist to get her attention. "With all the craziness on the sand you're talking about. Stick close to me ok? Wouldn't want you getting run over or anything."

That it does. Long enough ago now that it doesn't bother her so much, but when actually thinking about it. That's another story. Zorya jumps a bit as he catches her, the girl not exactly paying attention to his movement as she works. She does however pause as he grabs her attention. "Thanks Malakai." she replies a smile pulling across her lips at the offer. "Ah.. appreciate it."

Malakai gives her a warm smile and lets go of her wrist so she can get back to work. "Don't mention it. I'd hate for anyone to get hurt out there or something." Particularly with at least one of those eggs that's out there. That one could get a bit tricky if people aren't watching it after it's hatched.

Zorya nods. "Well hopefully no one will. Saelis said it doesn't always happen. And these ones seem alot different." Different in a good way that is.

Malakai nods before pulling the jerky back out and tempting Truff up onto the table with it so he can get up. "Yeah, and that's good to know." He gives Zorya another smile before giving her a bit of a wave. "Well I better get back out to the runners, just came in for a little break."

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