B'sley: Definitely an "oh, SHAFFIT" moment.

I don't know if I've ever mentioned my opinion on that Kate girl to you all. Well, here it is. She is such a SHARDING DESPIE. No, seriously. She spends all her time grooming her "astonishing" hair and talking to her dragon. Oh, and being mean to R'quel. That seems to be a common hobby around here though. But getting back to Kate.

Kate hates everyone. Including and especially me. So, what did Yaku HAVE to do?

You guessed it. Fly Terith.

So, I woke up in the morning, certain I'd been drinking... then I realized I was in someone else's weyr... then I realized I wasn't wearing clothes... then I realised I was next to Kate.

Disgust. Instant disgust. Oh, and an extreme desire to get so drunk I couldn't remember my own name. I'm going to do that as soon as I finish writing this for your twisted enjoyment.

I was hoping to slip out of the weyr before she woke up and get on to the intoxication bit, but she had to wake up. I'm surprised I made it out of that weyr in one piece, knowing her temperment...

I'm going to Lysel's quarters to hide for a while... and get totally plastered. I hate having to deal with my family, but hey, the Harper's here, might as well take advantage of it. I'll talk to you all in a few days... I'll be hung over, just to warn you. And you know sharding well how much it takes for me to get hung over.

Birth Announcement!

On this day of the second Turn of the Fifth Pass, ZELKI was born to Weyrwoman Rekki and Weyrleader A'zelex. He was born healthy and alert, blond and blue-eyed.

A brief cross-section of my characters

Because I have too sharding many.

I'll use the Kinsey scale for my characters, since there are a lot of shades of grey with their sexualities (1 = totally straight, 3 = totally bi, 5 = totally gay)

Name: B'sley
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Rank: Sr. Weyrling
Orientation: Heterosexual (2)
Hair: Black, thick, and curly, that somehow stays out of his face. He might shave once a sevenday, so his face is generally in between various stages of "five 'o clock shadow" and "sharding unruly"
Eyes: Dark, that middle ground between black and brown. Basically like my eyes, particularly in that they turn gold when the light hits them.
Personality: rebellious, charismatic, snarky
Other: He's probably high on SOMETHING. Like his blunts. Or the "poisonous" mixture of Tillek red, varying spices (including licorice, poor Caitir), and a Pernese absintheoid he keeps in his flask. Thing is, his tolerance is so sharding high you probably won't notice.
Dragon: Bronze Mayakuth
Dragon Persona: B'sley's oft-ignored conscience.

Name: C'ran
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Rank: Sr. Weyrling
Orientation: Heterosexual (1.5)
Hair: Red
Eyes: Brown
Personality: clever, calm, secretly vengeful
Other: Will probably try to take down Susedene all on his own at some point.
Dragon: Brown Virilinth
Dragon Persona: calm, intelligent, and clever. Much like C'ran, really.

Name: D'mar
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Rank: Wingleader
Orientation: Heterosexual (1)
Hair: Black, a little above his shoulders after getting it charred fighting Sus.
Eyes: Green
Personality: responsible, intelligent, emotional blocks like whoa.
Other: Aren't you cheering for him and Caitir to get together? Or wait, was that B'sley? Or C'ran? Or Q'won...?
Dragon: Bronze Khisanth
Dragon Persona: imperious, intelligent, hoards shiny objects.

Name: A'zelex
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Rank: Weyrleader
Orientation: Hetero? (2.5)
Hair: bright blond
Eyes: icy blue
Personality: arrogant, clever, charismatic, caring
Other: So in love with Rekki he'll be devastated next flight.
Dragon: Blue Krebelth
Dragon Persona: the futile attempt to tone A'zelex down.

Name: Rekki
Age: 25 Turns
Gender: Female
Rank: Weyrwoman
Orientation: Hetero. (1.5)
Hair: long and silvery-blond
Eyes: bright green
Personality: knowledgable, wise, calm
Other: So in love with A'zelex she'll be devastated next flight.
Dragon: Copper Intalth
Dragon Persona: Almost like Rekki's child-self- still responsible, but both intelligent and mischievious.

B'sley: Why not to leave your flask in the numbweed.

Today was an interesting break in the monotony of my life. Which, if you're wondering, goes like this.

1. Get up.
2. Have Mayakuth (ah, my darling Yaku) yell at me.
3. Smoke.
4. Eat breakfast.
5. Weyrling Lessons. Smoke while R'nek's not looking.
6. Eat lunch.
7. Weyrling chores. Smoke when feasible.
8. Go trekking in the jungle or to the beach. Smoke.
9. Eat dinner. Make certain to blow smoke into Xiltene's face when she tries to lecture me.
10. Did I mention Yaku was yelling at me THE ENTIRE DAY?

Anyhow. I realized at about the "Smoke while R'nek's not looking" point of my day that yesterday, during the "Weyrling chores"- preparing numbweed, ick- I left my flask among the numbweed. Shouldn't have been too much trouble to get it back, or at least I thought so...

Of course, I get down there, and not only are there hundreds of flasks, Caitir was working with them. Of course, she had a freakout when I told her what had happened... I have to admit, though, it was interesting in that she pointedly did not look at my crotch... I think someone is a little more interested in me than she lets on...

Well, anyhow, we spend who-knows-how-much time down there, looking through hundreds of flasks of numbweed (couldn't even properly hit on her), and of course she finds it. And she's allergic to something in it.

Imagine this. You are on the floor with an asphyxiating goldrider, and getting a healer is out of the question because she IS the healer. What do you do?

My best guess was to get Rekki. Rekki. The one who's so pregnant she hasn't come out of her weyr in days. Great timing getting her knocked up, A'zelex. First Threadfall, then this. With my luck, you'd think she'd go into labor right down in the caverns.

Even though she could barely breathe, Caitir nixed that idea... I guess she was right, we can't afford to be down two Weyrwomen. Turns out she's allergic to licorice. Licorice. Possibly one of the least offensive things I put in that flask.

She managed to stop the reaction by chewing some sort of leaf, and didn't seem much worse for the wear... she engraved "PROPERTY OF MAYAKUTH- POISON! - DO NOT DRINK!" on my flask. I kind of like h- it. It. Not her. It. Definitely it. Just snarky enough.

Yaku's yelling at me... AGAIN. Time to go, I suppose... not admitting I like her. Nope. Definitely not.