03/06/2008 12:25 AM Late night in the Southen Weyrhall. K'jan looks up at the sudden clatter of soup pot hitting floor and winces. "Shells, girl. You'd best get that cleaned up before the headwoman sees it." He warns, though in more sympathetic than angry tones. "You should be more careful, candidate." Evana scrambles to pick up the pot, though she manages not to curse aloud... much. "...
...Still going to be mostly a game of guessing, though." She rises, too, shaking water from her feet and slipping her sandals back on. "Well, I think I'm supposed to tell you to have one of the headwomen help you move your things to the barracks, but..." She grins, gesturing slightly to Fayre's now-outdated knot. "And I'm supposed to fill you in on the rules and things. You probably know most of them...
...making him feel bad. She decides against it. "Ah. Well. Maybe she has an interest in a craft. Or perhaps she could try out an assistant's position. Jann, maybe, or one of the headwomen." She chooses this moment to dunk her head, reappearing moments later with her hair everywhere and soap-free. "Pein did say that she was interested in the healercraft," Puo muses, emerging from the water just ...
... "Um... moths, maybe? Or maybe other bugs. Could never figure that out, but bet one of the headwomen might know?" Gay hangs over the edge of the shelf to answer Arezan's first question, heedless of how it... out for your either way." Now apologetic, she notes, "I need to get to a meeting with the headwomen - but I will see about the whole records thing. But - was nice talking to you." That, at least...
.... Norri looks at Carianna in surprise, starting to say something. Then she stops and says thoughtfully, "Perhaps we might speak later. In private. It's so rare that I see anyone from another Weyr, other than the headwomen." She smiles at Jenna as she mops up the juice, "Get through?" Jenna nods to Norri, "Yes ma'am. I've been telling him," and anyone else who will listen, but that's beside the ...