Exploring

[Shikai]

((Calling Riza! ^^))

Having finished his chores for the day, Hirun was free! The prospect of being chore-less for the remainder of the day excited some candidates, but not Hirun. Not because he enjoyed the drudgework, because he certainly didn’t, although he didn’t complain, but because he was then left with decision of how to spend his free time. And he had yet to find many options.

Let’s see, there was swimming…which was fun, he supposed, but it would be better if there were someone around besides himself. And plus it meant getting wet, and staying wet for a while, which could be a nuisance. He could play his flute, but he did that almost every day, and wanted a change. This was certainly different than his days as a trader, when most of the day was spent on the road, seeing the land, visiting places both familiar and new, exploring…

Well actually, Hirun realized, this was a new place, and he had seen surprisingly little of the area surrounding the weyr. The trader in him was awakened, and he was eager to get out and see what he could see. Pleased to have found a way to occupy himself, Hirun made his way toward the weyr’s exit.

Upon leaving, and being faced with who knew how much untamed jungle, Hirun was both excited and doubtful upon realizing that going alone might not be a wise decision. He had heard of the dangerous felines roaming the jungles, and knew enough from his trading past that if one was caught in a dilemma alone, it could be their final mistake. Torn between setting out and exploring the land and admitting defeat and heading back into the weyr, Hirun could only stand in front of the weyr, struggling to reach a decision.

[riza]

((Sorry about the long delay! D: ))
Riza had spent a long time washing tables in the dining hall and sweeping the kitchens. They were tiresome tasks, but she was so incredibly grateful to be doing them. They seemed so pleasant compared to the pub that she had been slaving away at, scrubbing sticky klah and wine from tables and floors, listening to another guffawing drunk as she attempted to clear his table of the bottles and debris.

The chores had gone by quickly, seeing as Riza was used to hard work especially with those sort of tasks. She now found herself wandering aimlessly across the gigantic bowl of the Weyr. It was so mind-boggling still with it's enormity and the purpose behind it- to house the wondrous dragons and their riders alike. The pure possibility of bonding with a dragon of her own was too much for the girl to comprehend. As a result she just tried to cope with her chores and not think about the impending Hatching although distracting herself from that topic was far from easy.

As Riza gazed about the Weyr, her feet led her along a well-worn path created by person and runnerbeast alike. It was the path that led outside of the Weyr and into the labrynthine jungle beyond. Riza was too occupied in her thoughts and sightseeing to realize where the path was taking her until she was all ready outside of it.

She felt the warm rays of sun glancing off her pale cheeks as she stepped outside of the Volcanoe's overhanging cliff. She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breathe of salty air and releasing it with some of her pent up emotions. Little did she know another candidate lingered nearby.

[Shikai]

((Heh, it's ok, I'm just as bad. TT_TT))

Hirun twitched slightly as his ears caught the sound of a deep sigh nearby, and he spun around to find the owner. She was a girl, about his age, with surprisingly pale skin for one living in Southern. It led him to wonder if she had grown up there, or if she had, as he had originally, lived on the Northern Continent. Once in a while, one would spot one with pale skin regardless of living in the heat of the South, or even having spent time outdoors. Just born with it, he supposed. Well, while it looked nice on certain people, and bad on others, he couldn’t say he envied those with it, as it generally brought a higher risk of sunburn. And, having spent almost all of his childhood outside, Hirun was no stranger to that.

She had to be a candidate, for why else would one her age be at the weyr? So far, his assumptions about the candidacy of those he met had proven correct, and he didn’t doubt that this one was as well. Moving toward her a bit, he glanced discreetly toward her shoulder knot, and found that he was right. Having a guess proved true always made Hirun happy, even if it was one that almost anyone could make. Yet now she had almost certainly seen him, which meant that it would be impossible to avoid a conversation without being obscenely rude. And, not really wanting to anger anyone, not because he was afraid, but because he didn’t see the point in upsetting others without reason, he wasn’t going to just walk off.

With a slight, resigned sigh of his own, Hirun crossed the rest of the remaining distance to the girl, and stood, a bit awkwardly, searching his mind for words.

“Ah…hi. I’m Hirun.”

[riza]

The flash of movement to the left of her caused Riza to jump and turn so quickly she nearly slipped. She had not been expecting someone else out here, having chosen to leave the Weyr to escape from people and their constant bustling as they went about doing their wide-variety and never-ending tasks. It was quite a relief to just be free of the pandemonium if only for a few minutes.

But alas, that moment of seclusion eluded her as Hirun approached. She wasn't bothered, persay, willing this encounter wasn't going to be a complete disaster. "Oh, uh, hi there, Hirun," she replied rather awkwardly herself, toying with the bottom hem of her shirt. She hadn't met very many Candidates at the Weyr yet, having just recently arrived. She was also rather shy and incredibly self-conscious, two traits acquired during her service as a bar-maid. Trying to avoid an unpleasant silence, she continued in the cordial manner she knew, "So... you're a candidate, eh?" she asked, pretty much guaranteed the answer 'yes' as she all ready knew.