Getting Along With The Night - [ tag ] LdyPayne/Kalesskel

The main, central area of the Weyr, since it's no longer a "bowl" like before, people have taken to calling it the courtyard, or more often, the Weyr Yard. Dragons land and take off here while people walk from building to building going along their daily duties.
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It was a cool, crisp night, one that made Yara wan't to sink into the evening and lie back to look at the stars. But there was no chance to do so, not anymore. The pull in her mind was the constant reminder that life would never be as simple as going to the kitchens to work and having time off to do as she pleased. Things were different now, and always would be. She had a wher at her side, a baby that was growing, and would be for another few months, and Faranth she still wasn't used to it. She didn't know when she would be, or how she might become more familiar to the idea of it all.

Am sorry. But you only one. The crystalline wher insisted, rubbing against her as she often did as a sign of affection.

She was right though, no matter how heavy things seemed to get, Yara would never doubt that she was the only one that had somehow been meant for this very special wher. Perhaps her feelings were something to speak to the Wherlingmaster Vithire about during their next lesson. She was starting to loosen up a bit around her, though not by much. Even so, it made sense to try and talk to her about these matters, if to no one else since there was only one other handler she was familiar with and there was no fucking way Yara was going to go to that prick for answers.

She watched the night sky from a shadowy little alcove in the Weyr Yard, one that she and the wher often went to at night to practice their trust sight together. It was strange, but she was growing more familiar seeing through Yarask's vision than she was her own at times. It was still not easy by any means, and more often than not frustrated her to the point of saying those words that Yarask seemed to despise so much, but she was getting the hang of it somehow.

Someone come. I tell. You hear?

She froze, and listened carefully, and there it was, the soft - how fucking soft could someone walk? She hadn't known until recently - sound of footsteps on a nearby path, one that she knew was littered with stones and shaded spots. They wouldn't be seen from where they were, so she didn't mind observing whoever it was from where she was, but if they tripped on the stones and hurt themselves... Yarask would feel obligated to help them.

As they grew closer, Yara sighed. *Do I have to?*

Think you know.

She had to snort at that, and maybe grin a little, before she gripped her knees harder to keep any disdain from her voice. Sure she was getting better about swearing and calling people names because of the crystalline next to her, but that didn't mean she was better about her attitude in general. "Hey, you better watch where you're going or you're going to break you neck!"

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Getting used to moving about a night had been something Kalesskel wasn't a total stranger to but this was a completely different environment than he was used to. He had walked the dimly lit streets of The Bottoms back at Walled Hold when assigned the shit patrols by his superiors often enough he was used to moving quietly on uneven surfaces. The Weyryard of New Atricis was very different, changing from smooth well trod paths to uneven patches of stones and gravel. He was on one of the former, focusing on maintaining his balance and not making a whole lot of noise.

His training in swordsmanship and overall agility made the task relatively easy, so naturally aware of his own body he felt shifted his weight from one foot to another before the rocks could even begin to shift. Keeping to a slow pace because he was unfamiliar with the ground made it easier than if he tried to walk at his normal pace. Speed will come with time and practice and tonight was strictly for practice.

With his focus on not stumbling in the dark was probably why he didn't notice he was close to somebody or their Wher till the woman spoke up. Kalesskel looked towards the sound, hand dropping to where his blades were normally strapped only to rest on a standard belt knife. When he saw it was a Wherhandler he let his hand relax back at his side as he carefully came to a stop.

"Thank you for your concern," he responded. "I'm intentionally walking this way however to improve my sense of balance and get to know the Weyryard at night."

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So, he was a candidate it would seem. She tilted her head to the side and squinted in the dark, trying to see him with her own eyes. Eventually a figure cleared through and she thought she could see him well enough. Strong, dark hair given the way she could barely see the coloration, very little else she could see of him even through the blur that was her wher's eyes. She glanced down at the young wher and gave her a scratch. I was nice. Do I need to be nice still?

Yarask crooned and nudged against her and she knew her answer in that moment. Sighing, she stood on her feet, the crystalline remaining where she was, a brighter beacon in the darkness of the night, and slowly made her way forward. She was still becoming familiar with walking around herself though she was slightly better at it then he was perhaps, and when she reached him, she bent down to brush the stone back in place, making sure it remained in the pathway by stomping on it with her foot.

"You may not have seen that. You could have hurt yourself." She held up a hand before anything could be said. "If you feel the need to say thank you, just direct it at Yarask. She's the one who happened to notice it." Perhaps it wasn't a big deal to him - it certainly hadn't been to her and really, she couldn't give a shit. But Yarask... was digging at her thoughts right now and making her apologize to him mentally for thinking that way and she sighed. "Yaranavexa, by the way, but she calls me Yarana."

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He watched as the woman put a loose stone back into place along the trail. He hadn't noticed it exactly as his vision hadn't adjusted to the darkness that well but Kal was confident he wouldn't have stumbled over the rock. The way he was moving his feet would have bumped the stone before putting any weight on it and his own sense of balance would have done the rest. Thinking now it wouldn't have posed a danger didn't mean he couldn't have still tripped over the stone if not warned about it. He had a great sense of balance and light on his feet when it came to swordsmanship but anybody could trip in the night.

Being told he was better off thanking a small pale coloured Wher instead of the Wherhandler did take him by surprise. Glancing at Yarask Kalesskel thought she looked rather pale but couldn't tell what type of Wher she was, at least colour wise. Pale definitely and too small to be an adult by any means. Kalesskel hadn't seen any other young Whers about the Weyr so didn't know if this was a wild Wher bonding or maybe there had been a very small Wher clutch prior to his arrival. Even young however, if the Wher was responsible for making sure he had been warned about a hazard along his path which he could have injured himself over, she did deserve his thanks.

"Thank you for your warning, young Yarask," Kal responded, inclining his head towards the Wher. "It was appreciated."

"I'm Kalesskel, a Wher Candidate recently arrived at the Weyr," he introduced himself, including Yarask and her rider in the introduction. "Pleased to meet both of your acquaintances. I'm far from an expert on Whers of yet but Yarask looks very young, you two must have bonded recently and if you have time and don't mind indulging my curiosity, could you tell me about the experience?"

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Tell him welcome.

She was quiet for a moment as she glanced at her wher, who was standing and stretching, before seating herself back on her rear. She lifted a brow, and she imagined that would be the look she was receiving back in return if a wher could honestly "lift a brow" as well. Shaking her head in amusement, Yarana turned to the man and bowed her head in appreciation, on her wher's behalf at least. "She would like me to inform you that you're welcome, and she is thankful for your appreciation." Not exactly what her bond had said, but, the pale wher could be far too modest at times.

"Well met in return, Kalesskel, from both of us. A wher candidate you say?" She couldn't help but wonder if he would have found himself bonded to Yarask if he'd been just a little sooner in arrival to the Weyr, and she felt a resistance in her mind to the thought. She glanced at Yarask, where the feelings were coming from, and knew the response she was about to receive to that thought.

Never. Always Yarana's.

Pleased, she crouched down to touch the wher and then decided she would entertain the man and regale him with a story about how she and the young wher came to be together. "She is rather young. It's kind of odd how we came to bond together." She scratched behind soft baby ears and smiled fondly as she thought about that day now. "I was a cook in the kitchens, minding my own business. Someone came to ask for feed for a lone egg that had been discovered in the tunnels. I brought some stew, the only thing I could think to bring, and when I did, I stayed to watch the egg hatch and bond but what came out was this beautiful pale baby and... she decided on me."

Yarask crooned and looked up at her with loving, swirling eyes. "It wasn't the most conventional of manners in which to acquire a wher, so I'm afraid I can't really explain to you how it actually goes. I'm still learning about things myself I'm afraid, but I can share with you some of the things I have been learning since bonding with her, if you'd like?"

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It wasn't easy to read the expression of the pale wher in the low light but it was easy to see the changes in colour and whirling speed of the Wher's eyes. He knew Whers were definitely more intelligent than any other animal but weren't as aware as dragons. How close or far they were from the intelligence of a dragon he didn't know but from what he observed by this young Wher so far, she clearly had a personality of her own and certainly responded like an intelligent thinking creature. He was definitely interested in learning more about this Wher in particular and Whers in general.

He gave a nod to Yaranavexa but stay silent as the woman seemed more lost in thought than expecting a verbal response. Kalesskel studied her for a moment now that introductions were done. She was significantly smaller than he was, almost child like if it wasn't for the fact she clearly was a mature woman. Short she may be but Kalesskel could see she was quite fit, whether it was through training or a very physical life he wasn't sure. There was an air of determination about her and a strength he rather liked even after knowing her just for a few minutes.

When Yarana crouched down by her Wher and started to talk about how they Bonded, Kalesskal crouched as well, eager to hear everything the woman was willing to tell him of her experience. To learn she Bonded to the Wher so unexpectedly fascinated him. He learned several key points, one could find a Wher egg but that didn't mean they would Bond to the Wherling when it hatched. Not that he had any intention of wondering about tunnels to search for lost Wher eggs. He knew anough about the creatures to know wild Whers can and will kill a human especially to protect their eggs.

"So they choose their Bonded in much the same way dragons do at hatching, fascinating." Kalesskal responded, smiling. It was clear how fond both Wherling and Wherhandler were with eachother and it was a love he had only ever seen between rider and dragon before. "Please tell me whatever you can and are willing to tell me. I know eventually I will learn it should I bond from the Wherlingmaster but your experience would be from a far more unique perspective."

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"Not necessarily." She said in response to his comment about the bonding process. She wasn't sure if it was all some secret or not, but she figured it wasn't - how else would they get candidates? She snorted at the thought she had about it all but refrained from calling herself some foolish detrimental name over it - Yarask wouldn't put up with it and she was watching too closely, even as she was receiving the most wonderful of scratches as she was calling them through images. She found she was receiving them more and more easily, but it was... distracting. She frowned a little, and found she would have to speak to Vithire about that, since she was her trainer. "I don't know if all bondings are the same, but that's how mine went. I've read, and been told, that sometimes you receive an egg, and that egg hatches and you get your wher that way. Only sometimes do they pick their own handler."

She thought she had it right at least. She glanced down at Yarask, who looked between the two with an almost blissful expression - or as much of an expression as a wher could contain - and she smiled as she watched her wher. "You cute little smoosh face." She murmured as she watched her, the love she had for the creature undeniable. The wherling crooned softly and nuzzled into the fingers that were scratching her and Yarana shook her head slightly. "I went through a blooding process, but I'm not entirely sure if you'll go through the same or not, depending on how you bond - if it will be a larger hatching, or if I had to go through it because of the fact that it was so unconventional." Well, she sort of had an idea, but she didn't know how larger hatchings went still. She was learning things slowly, but her priority during studies had to do with Yarask first and foremost.

Being nice. Good. Happy.

'Is that so? And I suppose you're going to want me to be "nice" more often then?'

'Course.

'You're a smug little shit, Yarask, you know that?' But of course she knew that, and Yarana smiled before glancing back at Kalesskel, realizing she'd gone blank for a few moments. The smile became smaller, not quite as large, and she looked back down at the smug little wher beneath her fingers. "But yes. Its all different, case by case I suppose you could say. I'm still learning some things."

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Wher bonding was sounding more and more different than with dragon Impressions. Given how often he Stood for a dragon Kal was quite familiar with that process. From what he was hearing about Whers it seemed they were not as fixated on finding a bonded and were quite capable of surviving without a Bond. Observing the interaction between Yarana and Yarask he saw the love between Handler and Wher was no less than that between rider and dragon.

He nodded as she continued to explain what she went through may not be typical and his own experience may be different. In time he figured he'll learn all the details from the Wher Candidatemaster and he could ask questions about non-typical bondings then as well. Right now he was finding Yarana's information invaluable.

'I've Stood as a Dragon Candidate many times in the past back at Walled so some of this sounds similar to what I learned as a Dragon Candidate. Other parts are definitely different, like the blooding process you mentioned. I'm curious to learn more about what that's all about but I'm sure it'll be explained to me in time by the Wher Candidatemaster. I do appreciate you telling me all about your own experiences." Kalesskel stood up then and looked up toward the stars, imagining bonding to his own Wher. From what he observed between Yarana and Yarask it was clear to him bonding to a Wher would be as deep and meaningful as Impressing to a dragon. The only real difference it seemed was Whers didn't need to be bonded to a human as dragons did which meant there likely had to be far more effort put into the relationship on the human's side.

"How are you handling becoming a Wherhandler so unexpectedly? From what I can see now you look like you adjusted well to having such a unique and beautiful Wher bonded to you." Kal realized it must be even more of an adjustment for Yarana given she hadn't been a Candidate and knew far less about it than he did even this early in his own Candidacy.

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She knew she hadn't taken it very well at first. But it didn't help that she'd gone into handling without training of any kind. She glanced at her wher with a loving smile, an expression that was uncommon on her face, and took a bit of a breath before she responded to the candidate that practically sat with them. "It hasn't been that easy, truthfully. I'm a bullheaded bitch." She didn't care that she was being admonished by her wher for saying a bad word, or saying something like that about herself - it was the truth. "I haven't made it easy all the time on my trainer, wherhandler Vithire, but she's been a good teacher to me."

She lifted a shoulder and finally sat fully on the ground, at which point Yarask rested her head and a paw on her lap. The slight woman was able to curl against her neck comfortable without much effort and shook her head. "I've had a lot to learn, really. Histories, wher information, health and anatomy and first aid... things that you'll learn in candidacy plus everything about training. But," she scratched the crystalline's ridges again and watched as her eyes started to lid a little at a time. "She's been worth it. I stood for a dragon for so long until I aged out. Ended up coming South, ended up with her. I'd say she was worth the wait for a dragon because she's better than one."

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He had to chuckle when Yarana described herself as a bullheaded bitch. Given the society he came from where most women viewed themselves as better than men, he was no stranger to dealing with 'bitches', bullheaded or otherwise. Kalesskel had a feeling yarana was nothing like the women he had to deal with on a daily basis at Walled Hold. For one she was talking to him more as an equal than any woman at Walled would have done.

"I'm also past the age to Stand for a dragon but I'm certain a Wher would suit me better, if I wasn't I wouldn't be here." Kalesskel grinned, quite certain Yarana would have guessed that anyway. He could have choosen to Stand as a Daywher Candidate but he felt the nocturnal Whers would suit him more. He didn't mind a more solitary existance and given his skills he knew he could be of benefit to New Atricis as a Wherhandler. Then again he could serve just as well as a Daywher Handler but he had made his choice and didn't think it likely he would change his mind in a few Turns.

"It's good to know there isn't any real age limit for Wherhandlers...once I've learned all I can about Whers as a Candidate I do intend to ue my other skills to help where I can. For now I'm here to learn and you've been most helpful."

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