Time - Early Evening (1730)
Location - Atricis Weyr | Sparring Circle
Dragon Candidate Angela
Did it count as socialising if it got Angela out of the candidate barracks? After her talk with K'rios and Iktomith, the girl did genuinely try her best to get to know the people around her, but there were still times when she considered them a bit overbearing. Needing some time away from the juvenile encounters she shared with her peers on a daily basis, Angela had begun to find peace in an unexpected place: the Sparring Circle.
Normally she only went there when she wanted to prove her own prowess or hone her skills, but she also enjoyed simply observing others during dinner time. She made sure to grab some food along the way, normally a few meat rolls, a healthy cut of cheese, and a small collection of small uncut tubers boiled with garlic. With her meal secure, routine demanded that she venture across the weyrbowl for the Sparring Circle. It was always easy to find a seat in the benches that encircled the ring. There, she would nibble on her food, and pass pieces off to Apollo and Daphne when they behaved themselves. Each piece was savoured by her, for there was no need to rush, but once she did finally finish her meal, Angela would consider a good brawl or wrestle, for sometimes it was good to stretch out her limbs.
Or maybe she would just watch.
Looking about the circle, there was a thin group of men alternating among themselves in the circle. Did she want to join them? Angela did not know for certain, thus she decided to simply watch even once she had had her fill and let her hybrids polish off the rest of her plate.