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Like much of the new Weyr, this is a building built in the Weyr Yard. It is a moderately sized building capable of housing up to 48 candidates of each gender at one time. Dragon candidates, Day wher candidates, and even Watch-wher candidates all are housed in this building.
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Thu Sep 12, 2019 12:26 am

Candidate Keles
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The tragedy of life is not found in failure but complacency.
Not in you doing too much, but doing too little.

The first rest period had arrived and Keles called Zella to her side, offering her a snack before her evening feeding. Once the canine had finished the pair of them would be meeting with the Candidatemaster to discuss the end of the trial period she had been given. Keles' candidate schedule was just slightly altered to those of her peers, the result of her natural inclination to wake up at what her body thought to be Northern's first light — whether that was the case or not. At 5:30 her eyes opened and her body was awake for the day, there was no chance that she could convince it to sleep in — and she had tried, especially since leaving before 7 in the morning was forbidden.

Previously she had tried to use the period of time doing some additional reading and studying, but found that it was much too idle. She couldn't focus on it because she wasn't yet used to sitting and reading. After that she had used it as additional time for training Zella but since the idea was to acclimate the canine to the Weyr, there wasn't much to work on in the Complex. Finally, at her wits end, she had used the time in all three ways to get ready, doing some light reading, train in silent commands with Zella and then getting ready to leave with the others for the morning work out.

In an effort to be productive, and because she was used to waking early and caring for the animals of the caravan, Keles had requested a meeting with a Candidatemaster to discuss going to the stables before morning workout to work with the Beastcrafters as she was used to doing with her Trader family. It had taken some convincing… okay, a lot of convincing, for herself to be given a trial period to prove that she could handle adding an hour and a half chore period to her morning before the others woke. Keles was thrilled to prove she could do it, waking at 5:30, dressing and preparing for the day, harnessing Zella and the both of them jogging to the Stables where she was expected at 6. From 6 to 7:20 she was expected to help with the distribution of feed and use her canine to herd animals to their alloted outdoor enclosures as she had been trained to do with the caravan and their temporary structures.

With her morning tasks complete, Keles was then allowed to do a quick clean up of any mess that Zella and Bolt made in the runner's stall, feed Zella, give Bolt a quick brushing and tack him for the day in his bareback riding pad, bit-less bridle and long-lead rein. The trio would have a run back to the Complex to meet everyone else by 7:30 for the morning workout with the group. With the small adjustment to her schedule, Keles felt more and more at home in the Weyr.

The young woman sighed, smiling to herself as she stood and made her way to the Candidatemaster's office. The Weyr life was the life she had always wanted with the chance to make a name for herself instead of following on the name her family had made in the North. It was fine and well for them to be successful but being in an arranged marriage to a man who didn't even love women, let alone her, was not what she had wanted for herself. She wanted her own story, to earn her own name, to expand her horizons and learn how she could do more for Pern than move tithes, good and herds between Holds, cotholds and other settlements. It was not, however, a life she had yet adjusted to in full. She knew it would take some time, but this morning chore time was a good start for it.

After two weeks, she had finally reached the end of her trial period and it was time to find out whether it would be a permanent change for her. Keles didn't mind checking in before she left from the Candidate Complex, nor did she mind checking in at the Stables when she arrived — the latter was something she did anyway, to find out where her task list was going to start that day. It made sense that the militaristic way of life was followed — she was being trained to be a solider in service to Pern and strict guidelines were to be expected.

Keles was suddenly self conscious. She was waiting for Denir and her parents to arrange the arrival of her clothing that had been stored in the North, so much of her work gear was clothing that her ex-"fiance" had worn out and given to her to wear. The shirt was oversized, and the pants too long for her despite her taller frame. She often rolled the pants up into capri-length pants that brushed the tops of her work boots. While presentable, the outfit did not flatter a woman's body the same way it would have for a taller young man's. Should she have changed? Did it matter? Her own clothes were better suited for daily wear than getting dusty, dirty, hairy and wet during morning chores and whatever afternoon task she was given.

Deciding that what was done, was done, Keles stepped into the office of the Candidatemasters, stopping to give Zella a 'guard' command to keep her on her toes and announced herself, "Good afternoon, Candidatemaster. I'm here for our meeting about my trial period for morning chores." Perhaps it was more formal than necessary, but she figured that a healthy respect for ranks wasn't going to be frowned upon and was better safe than sorry. Keles stood with her arms behind her back, hiding her hands that shook slightly with her hope that she had been given a favorable review from the Beastcrafters she had been helping for the last fortnight and that they, along with her superiors, would allow her to continue as she had been.

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It's not failure but aiming too low, that is life's greatest tragedy.

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NOTES: Bolt is ground-tied off to one side of the Candidate Complex where she had ridden and left him to graze. Zella is lying by the door to the office, alert for people walking toward the door and prepared to let out a quiet wuff to alert them of people coming.
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Thu Sep 12, 2019 6:55 pm

When Keles arrived at the Candidatemaster's office, Bellatrix looked up, nodding and gesturing for Keles to enter. "Perfect timing," she said, glancing over at the other candidate that was in the room at the moment too, the hyper blonde male candidate Raymir, who didn't look quite as pleased to be in the office. He did give Keles a questioning look though, raising his brow at her, then to the Candidatemaster.

"So I will say, I wasn't expecting you to actually do it," Bellatrix admitted, looking down at some paperwork on her desk and flipping through a few things, then looking back up at Keles. "I understand you're from a trader background, but I genuinely thought within those two sevendays you'd get sick of mucking out stalls every morning." She shrugged then. "But the Beastcrafters reported that you've been in fact working, no slacking from your end, and you've been reporting in for morning workout and the rest of the candidacy schedule fine despite the extra work. So I can't really go against my end of the bargain as you've upheld yours, even if I didn't expect you to," She chuckled softly, perhaps a little impressed.

"But... I've received some complaints and requests from other candidates who had earlier schedules prior to candidacy, and some concerns expressed about special treatment. I understand where they are coming from, it isn't fair to let one candidate have their way about the schedule. just because they were persistent" Then she grinned, lacing her fingers and resting her chin on top of her hands.

"So I'm instating an optional Early Wakeup and Chores options for candidates like you, who insist they want to be up that early. I've already spoken with the pertinent people, and have some chores lined up that could use extra hands that early in the morning."

Raymir finally spoke up.

"Why am I still here then? I'm not looking into waking up at the crack of dawn just for the sake of it," he complained, and Bellatrix just grinned right at him, unperturbed by his attitude because of what she had up her sleeve.

"And some candidates will be on Early Wakeup and Chores duty as punishment. That means you Raymir. So starting tomorrow the official Early Wakeup schedule will begin. Hope you two have fun mucking out stalls together tomorrow. A Candidatemaster will take you there, supervise you to make sure no one tries to sneak off, and bring you back to the barracks to get ready for morning workout with the rest of the barracks. Understood?"

Raymir sat there, mouth open, but unable to think of what to say that wouldn't get him in further trouble than he was already in.
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Thu Sep 12, 2019 8:46 pm

Candidate Keles
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The tragedy of life is not found in failure but complacency.
Not in you doing too much, but doing too little.

The pressure that had been on Keles' chest eased the moment the verdict came down. Her entire face lit with pleasure and pride. She had done it! And what's more, her hard work had been noted and appreciated! Zella caught her mistress's mood and cocked her head at her, giving a quiet sound in curiosity before turning her head back to the door to do her job. Keles comported herself with a deep breath before responding, luckily the attention had turned to her fellow Candidate whom she hadn't paid much attention to in her singular focus to report for the meeting. "Understood. I couldn't be more happy to hear it, Candidatemaster." there was a pause as she turned her upper body to face Raymir, "Would you like me to wait for you in the morning? Zella and I usually take a morning jog to the Stables if you would like to join us." having been warned before about not working as a team when she was supposed to, Keles had been trying to make a point to include others in her daily activities.

From the sound of it, he probably wouldn't. For him this appeared to be a punishment. She had never been escorted to the Stables before and even if that escort didn't extend to her, or if it did, Keles didn't intend to change the routine she had established. Waiting for a response, the woman muttered a command under her breath, 'release', and Zella stopped her guard behavior and came to her side, wagging her tail and looking for praise. Training never ended for the canine and Keles frequently worked it into whatever she was doing. A bored Zella meant that something was going to get destroyed and… in the Weyr, that meant her mistress would have to replace, repay or repair whatever it was. The morning runs, training, and general task-giving to the canine kept her mentally stimulated.

After giving her canine a scratch on the ears she watched as Zella walked slowly to the Candidatemaster and sat at her feet. When she had the woman's attention she lifted a paw, causing Keles to laugh a little. "Candidatemaster, Zella is requesting to greet you." it was something she was trying to teach the canine, to prevent her puppy-exuberance from causing her to jump up and be impolite to strangers. It wasn't often that it happened, but prevention was key and Keles had to keep thinking of creative ways to challenge the canine's mind.

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Thu Sep 12, 2019 9:24 pm

Raymir looked at the other candidate, raising a brow at her again at her question of waiting. He didn't understand at first, then did, and almost dismissed her rudely, but was able to school himself enough to shake his head.

"I'm not keen on a run first thing at the crack of dawn," he said in a somewhat complaining tone, crossing his arms. Before he could say anything else though, the canine approached Bellatrix. She may have made a comment about it, but the canine had resisted jumping on her, clearly asking for attention in the way she'd been taught when Keles explained. She couldn't resist then, she petted the canine with a small chuckle. However, she turned back to the two, having not dismissed them yet.

"Although, you will not be jogging there anymore. Because the nature of this has changed, either myself or one of the Candidatemaster Assistants will be taking you there via dragon, and back as well to the barracks. This is to ensure those that are there on punishment don't try to sneak off, and ensure that anyone taking the optional early wakeup isn't doing it to go off doing whatever they please. Those that truly believe they cannot adhere to the normal schedule given will make themselves useful to the Weyr in the meantime in places that could use extra hands in the early hours of the morning." She finally stopped petting the canine now though, clearing her throat and turning straight in her chair again.

"And Keles, your canine has been well behaved so far, but please be sure to make use of the resident beastcrafters for some of her care so you can keep your focus on candidacy, understood?" She probably shouldn't have pet the canine, seeing as she hadn't expected to have one in her office, but... she caved this time, and would let it slide. "What I'm saying, to clarify, is your canine may not always be able to go with you everywhere, especially should you Impress. You will have to relinquish your canine to the beastcrafters during Weyrlinghood. So please be prepared for that time should it come."
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Thu Sep 12, 2019 10:52 pm

Candidate Keles
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The tragedy of life is not found in failure but complacency.
Not in you doing too much, but doing too little.

Keles winced. She knew that if she Impressed that Zella would be in danger from the dragonet. Classes had taught her that young dragons were possessive. "If I may offer an alternative? The man I came South with, and his husband, do a lot of work with the Weyr for goods and such. They actually own the male of her breed that was meant to be her breeding partner. I would like to have her stay with them during my Weyrlinghood if I am lucky enough to Impress. Additionally, Zella has spent some freetime afternoons with the Creche and rather enjoys the children. I'm sure she could be an asset to them during the times when she cannot accompany me during my lessons." she paused, watching Zella lie down near the woman and place her head on her paws, as though she understood the pain in Keles' heart at being separated. Weyrlinghood might never happen for her, there was a chance of that, but Keles also knew that if it did, Denir or his husband would bring the canine during sleeping periods of the dragonet or during free periods once the dragonet was older. Plus, Keles had seen that there was a point in a dragonets maturity before graduation that they learned to accept their rider's with pets.

Or, at the very least, understood that the pet was not food or a danger to the bond. Keles only hoped that it would happen sooner rather than later. And in the meantime, Denir would keep up the training… she didn't really know if the Beastcrafters here would do that, or if they even knew how to train Zella's breed of canine. She was valuable to them as a herding asset, and she did enjoy keeping the animals in line. Denir's canine, though, was getting the same training as Zella, anyway. It could be that he would be able to breed the canines and provide the Beastcrafters of the Weyr with a pup bred for herding and guarding. Perhaps the Candidatemaster, too… she had seen the woman pet Zella and hide a grin in response. A thought occurred to her that her friends could relocate to work at the Weyr as well, Denir's husband was a wonderful cook and Denir himself could easily run the Trade business from his office and the Weyr. Keles resolved to ask about it later, when they didn't have another young man for company. And of course, the Candidatemaster didn't have anything to do with who moved to the Weyr unless they were entering the Candidacy so at most, the woman would direct her in the right place to speak to someone about residency.

At Raymir's reaction, though, Keles shrugged. Being blunt was nothing to be frowned upon for a Trader and she was used to their direct mannerisms. This was nothing strange for her. "Alright then. I look forward to working with you. I'd be happy to help out if you aren't sure what to do in the morning." and to Zella a 'place' hand command, directing the canine to sit beside Keles and wait patiently. "The arrangements for Zella are easily made with my Northern companions who moved South." she smiled, "In fact, I think the pair of them might be interested in working for the Weyr, if their talents could be of use. Do you know whom I might direct them to speak to about an excellent cook who used to work for a Lord Holder and a man who is a well-known Northern textile Trader and tailor?"

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Fri Sep 20, 2019 4:46 am

There was a brief moment that Bellatrix felt an inkling of concern at the phrasee"if I may offer an alternative," coming from the candidate across from her. But he sat and listened, waited to cast her full judgement until the young woman said her piece. Once she finished her alternative option, Bellatrix nodded, though her expression remained fairly neutral.

"You may arrange for accommodations for your canine should Weyrlinghood be in your future when it comes, so long as she has care and isn't proving a distraction for you at that time. However, please do not bring your canine to the creche for them to watch in the afternoon anymore, I haven't received any complaints or anything, but the crecheworkers have enough on their plates with the children, and they are well aided by the Supporthandlers that work around the creche." She hoped she wouldn't come to find later that Keles brought her canine to the creche in the afternoons anyways, but really at this point she had little reason to believe the young woman would do otherwise. "The stables and beastcrafters can watch her for you in the afternoons and any other time you will not be able to take her with you. They are capable and will know to exercise a canine." She nodded, finishing her statement in regards to the canine situation, feeling she had made expectations clear from here on out.

"Do you know whom I might direct them to speak to about an excellent cook who used to work for a Lord Holder and a man who is a well-known Northern textile Trader and tailor?"

Here, Bellatrix raised an eyebrow at the girl, wholly taken aback but curious about such a request. In the end though, she shrugged a shoulder, and gave her her answer.

"The Headwoman or one of her assistants is where you would want such an inquiry to go," she answered with another nod, then looked at Raymir who was looking a little glum. She didn't feel bad for him though, the lad brought it on himself, and hopefully he'd finally learn to behave before she couldn't keep him in candidacy anymore.

"I believe that's all though, you both may go now. Be prepared to get up bright and early, or whoever is on early morning duty will wake you up themselves." Clearly, that was directed more at Raymir, but then she waved them off with a kind smile before getting ready to look over some paperwork she needed to get done. Always work to be done.
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Fri Sep 20, 2019 7:37 am

Candidate Keles
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Keles smiled, touching Zella's head and givng a short bow to the Candidatemaster. "Thank you Candidatemaster, I appreciate that you allowed me to offer an alternative for Zella." the canine wagged her tail upon hearing her name, "And thank you for the recommendation for who to speak to. I'm still learning who oversees different things in the Weyr." She couldn't wait to send a message to Denir and his husband. It depended on the Headwoman of course, but to find out whether they could find a living situation at the Weyr instead of their office in the back room... it would make Keles happy to have friends nearby to spend time with when she had time, and for her to leave Zella with someone she trusted. It wasn't a slight on the Weyr, but Zella was her pride and joy and it felt strange to leave her with people who she wasn't 100% sure of.

The woman winced inwardly, realizing that this was another form of her needing to get used to working with people. She turned to Raymir, "I'll see you in the morning." Despite wanting to offer to wake him, she figured that whomever was going to escort them to the Stables would do that just fine and he didn't seem like the most friendly type anyway. With another short bow to the Candidatemaster, Keles turned and left, Zella prancing excitedly by her side.

---- Next Morning ----

Keles opened her eyes, stretching as she lay in bed. Once again she had woken at the 5.30 mark without any aid. El slept in the bed across the room and Zella was in her place at the foot of the bed, snoring in her doggy way. As Keles got out of bed she raised her arms over her head and stretched again, yawning as she shook off the morning grogginess. After rummaging in her clothing, Keles pulled on one of Denir's old shirts to work in, a pair of close-fitting riding pants and her boots. "Zella." she whispered, making the dog open one eye and peer at her. Keles made a gesture, calling her to heel, and the dog stretched and wagged her way over to have her harness put on.

It was about time to meet their escort so Keles made a quick trip to the privy, brushed through her hair and made sure she had everything she needed for the morning chores and workout. At the appointed time, when she would normally take herself to the Stables, Keles went in search of the escort and waited patiently for her fellow Candidate. Zella moved off, taking a moment to empty her bladder, and then came to wait with her mistress. The woman intended to leave Zella with Bolt that day, letting the Beastcrafters use her for herding. It wouldn't be surprising to find the canine with her runner at the end of the day, the two often dozed in the sun together when Zella wasn't working or training.

The words of the Candidatemaster the day before had made Keles think about that very thing. Zella, even if Denir took her and the couple moved to the Weyr, would be fine with Bolt if Keles wasn't around. She'd had to admit to herself that the canine was also a damper on her anxiety about moving to the Weyr. A runner and a canine in the Southern continent, it appeared, were luxuries. Whereas, for a Trader in a caravan they were essentials. It made Keles feel awkward, honestly, to be considered to have any sort of luxury when she had always been a marks-pincher growing up. She was far from rich. Her marks came from creating handpans and playing them for entertainment. That alone had paid for any expenses she had and her family still had several of the instruments to sell for her during their journey through the North.

Eventually... she'd have to tell them the truth of what she was doing in the South. It was going to become very clear that she was not married to Denir, and nor was she helping set up trades through him to the North. But she was no longer under their family rule. She was a Candidate now and that was worth all of the effort she was putting in to maintain her position in the Weyr. In the mean time... she'd have to get used to leaving Zella with the Beastcrafters just in case Denir wasn't able to live and work from the Weyr. Besides... the Weyr had accommodated both of her companions. Keles felt she owed the Weyr her life, not just the trust of the care of her animals. And often she was assigned outdoor chores, which meant that Keles wouldn't be a distraction as much as it was possible for her to be for chores that were indoors.

Resolved with herself on what she would do to start the adjustment period, Keles smiled. Leaving the dog to keep working in the mornings during her workout and morning lesson was fine. Picking her up to lunch and outdoor chore time with would help both of them, but Keles also decided to leave the canine with the Beastcrafters if her chore time was to be spent indoors. If that were the case, she'd pick Zella up after chores for the remainder of the evening with dinner and free time before curfew. Keles nodded to herself. That would be fine... and it would get both of them ready to be apart longer if the woman managed to Impress. She was nodding to herself when she heard footsteps, and turned to meet whomever was approaching.


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