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Not the large stone caverns that Weyr people are used to, these are buildings built on the top of the cliff, sometimes referred to as the Weyr Cliff. These buildings are all the same size, with multiple apartments for dragonriders to live in in each building. Because of space constraints, dragons sleep in large pavilions built around the dragonrider apartments.
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Tue Apr 02, 2019 1:02 am

Season - Early Winter 2049
Time - Mid Morning
Location - Atricis Weyr | Dragon Pavilion

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It began with tragedy. N'kili heard word of an opal's passing back in Evanoria. She recalled the pair from her dealings with Evanoria during her time in Walled, enough so to recognise the name when news broke. Therefore, she was not entirely surprised when several days later, the names Calibane and Arieth appeared on her transfer list from the Weyrleaders. Immediately, N'kili set to work. Once she located a vacant dwelling, she contacted the Headman to supply the apartment with the bare essentials that it seemed Calibane would require. All the rest, the pyriterider would undoubtedly have sent, or would request them on arrival.

Will I have a new pyrite friend again? Omiimiith piped into her thoughts as the opalrider inspected a vacant apartment one last time before Calibane and Arieth appeared.

Yes, you will have a new friend, my dear. Another pyrite to sun bathe with, N'kili answered as she checked the cupboards one last time. She had all ready gone over the bedroom and bathing room, while the living room appeared ready for its new occupant. Later, N'kili would have to thank Headman Andreasan for his diligence.

Pyrites... Omiimiith gave pause before she asked the question that so often followed when the topic of pyrites came up. Why don't I ever see my brother?

N'kili frowned at the mention of her twin brother. Ever since they departed for Walled turns ago, Omiimiith had lost all contact with her twin. Since their return, the pyrite remained strangely absent, leaving Omiimiith to miss him dearly on the rare event that she recalled him. Considering the circumstances, however, now was not the time to succumb to melancholy. You will have to be strong, my love. Arieth lost his sister, and doesn't need any reminders of that. You should stay positive for him, and be as welcoming as possible. Try to show him around, show him your favourite places to sun bathe, and the best places to swim. Make him feel welcome and loved.

Of course he'll be loved. He's a dragon in a weyr.

Yes, yes he is. With several more sweeps, N'kili was satisfied the home was ready. She made sure to lock the door on her way out before she pocketed the keys and stepped outside. Once the winter sun struck her cheeks, Duke swooped down to join her. I think everything is ready, and they should be here any moment. Do call them down to us when they arrive, Omiimiith, she asked of her dragon as she stepped out to the landing space.

When Arieth emerged, Omiimiith did just that, calling out to her new friend with a trill. Arieth, I am Omiimiith, and my rider and I are by the pavilions on the upper level of the weyr. Lest he still have difficulty, she offered a sweet whistle to the pyrite.
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This wasn't going to be easy. For her maybe, but for Arieth? He still was asking why they had left, why they couldn't go back for his sister, as if he'd forgotten already what had happened. Perhaps a part of him had, but he was quick to remember when he'd glance inside his rider's mind, only to be instantly reminded of why they had come to Atricis, and why it was now home instead of belonging to Evanoria. He was slightly ashen around the muzzle, as if his mourning call had turned him gray there on purpose, and she patted his shoulder as he arrived from between.

Arieth, I am Omiimiith, and my rider and I are by the pavilions on the upper level of the weyr.

He looked about for the voice, sweet though it was, and quickly discovered where it had come from. There, among the pavilions, just as described, and he glanced over his shoulder at his curious rider as she tried to glance around him herself to see what it was he was looking at. It didn't take long, as she saw the bright gleaming surface of an opal, and she winced. Why would they send them an opal after what had happened?

I don't know her. She is not my sister.

Calibane sighed and pinched at her nose. She would have to deal with this, it seemed, before she could comfort her dragon, then rest herself. Just land, Ari. I promise you'll be fine. She stroked his shoulder through her attitude. Just be nice. For once in their life together, she was the one that would have to be voice, not him. She didn't know how she'd manage that.

The pyrite landed, and inched away from the opal with swirling eyes uncertain of how to respond to her presence. Eventually he would warm up to her, but today was not the day for that it would seem. Calibane removed her helmet and gear, slipped down his shoulder and hooked it to his harness before approaching N'kili, her face just as stern as it had been the day she'd departed Atricis originally. "Is there a reason they would send an opal to greet a mourning pyrite?"
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N'kili stepped back, giving the pyrite the space he required to land. Omiimiith, however, so inclined and longing for the attention of a pyrite after turns left bereft of it, was eager to step through the threshold and offer him all the love and assurance she had to give. Unfortunately, his wing came a touch too close for comfort, spurring the opal to take several steps back. Still, the love omitted from her.

Her rider, however, knew better than to think the appearance of an opal would be well received by a pyrite who had lost his sister. Arieth's rider confirmed as much to her.

"Is there a reason they would send an opal to greet a mourning pyrite?"

Rather than defend herself, N'kili answered with an extended hand to the woman, one to affirm her welcome. "I am N'kili, Speaker of Atricis-" the rank of Speaker wound likely answer Calibane's question, for Speakers and Envoys often dealt with receiving new riders to help them acclimate to their new homes "- I know it is not the most ideal, but I had no other riders available for your transfer... aside from another opalrider." Both the rider and the brown firelizard on her shoulder turned to regard Omiimiith for but a moment before both sets of eyes returned to Calibane. "Since Omiimiith is without her own brother, though admittedly under different circumstances, I thought her empathy for Arieth's loss might be of better comfort than an opal who still has her brother."

The dulcet opal extended her words to both Calibane and Arieth. I am so sorry for what happened, Arieth. It hurts so much not to have our siblings. I miss my brother too. Yet even Omiimiith knew when it might be best to go. If you want, I can go. I just... wanted to help. And for the first time, the joy once present in the opal's eyes suddenly vanished, shifting into notes of melancholic yellow. Omiimiith could go.
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"Since Omiimiith is without her own brother, though admittedly under different circumstances, I thought her empathy for Arieth's loss might be of better comfort than an opal who still has her brother."

She was intelligent enough to see the sense in that, but after what felt like days of being awake with her dragon, it was difficult to see it. She pinched the bridge of her nose though and tried to breathe through the anger simmering beneath her skin. "I... appreciate your consideration, as I do that of the Weyr." She said at last, trying to remain as diplomatic as she possibly could. After all, N'kili was only trying her best to be kind, even if Callie was being a bit of a bitch due to her own exhaustion and concern for her dragon.

After a moment like that, just telling herself to breath, she finally let her hand drop but didn't look up yet, too engrossed in her shame for her behavior. "Thank you." She would rip into herself later for being so weak, but right now, she was too tired to care.

I am so sorry for what happened, Arieth. It hurts so much not to have our siblings. I miss my brother too. If you want, I can go. I just... wanted to help.

He shifted from foot to foot, feeling bad for not wanting to be around the opal right now, but feel worse about having lost his sister. He searched for, and found, the comfort of his rider's hand and leaned into it with a whimper. It isn't that I don't want you around. It just really hurts that she won't be around ever again. Some of it was fading, and he couldn't remember exactly what she looked like, for example, but that was just one part of the entirety.
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N'kili would not speak negatively of the pyriterider, for part of her recognised the hurt the woman and her beast likely recovered from. They transferred due to a loss, and where Arieth greyed in mourning, letting the world witness his the suffering of emotional wounds, Calibane instead hardened herself, hiding away her pain behind a wall erected high around her heart.

"I... appreciate your consideration, as I do that of the Weyr."

"Of course," N'kili answered. Though she did not say it outright, the phrase whispered in truth, I understand.

Once the woman's hand fell from her face, she spoke in resignation, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Calibane." A glance was spared towards the apartment the woman would soon settle into. And then she looked to Arieth once more, checking for any baggage that would need to be carried into the woman's new home. "Let us not delay any longer. If you would like, I can help you carry your items into your apartment-" The Arieth would he free to do as he pleased, whatever he required to sooth that hole in his heart "-and get you settled so you can have some peace and recovery." These things took time, and N'kili knew it was best to let Calibane have the time she needed to care for Arieth and herself.

At Arieth's confession, Omiimiith stepped forward, and ever so carefully, she lowered down before Arieth and extended her snout to him. The very gesture of her movements was one of respect of his space, laced with the longing to comfort the pyrite. If you'd like, I know a good stone to sun bathe on. You can rest, and I can watch over you to keep you safe, she offered. The opal also hoped to keep him company, to show him that even if it was not the same, she would be there for him.
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