(13.02.2761) Moodswing Check-in (attn I'zaj, Z'ran)

[Rachel]

I'zaj tipped back in his chair, tempting fate and gravity like many who had come before him. Subalth always liked to point out how everyone inevitably clattered to the stone floor and whacked their heads, because he fancied himself some kind of helpful dragon, but I'zaj never listened.

In order to fend off another bored lecture about hypocrisy and being a good example, I'zaj cut off his dragon just as he metaphorically opened his mouth to draw breath. ((Could have please have Galth tell Z'ran to come see me, please? It's been a while since we've chatted.))

((Only if there are six feet on the floor.)) Subalth said sweetly.

I'zaj sighed and let his chair clatter to the floor, both of his feet planted as well. ((There. Six feet.))

((Thank you. Galth, could you have Z'ran please meet I'zaj in his office for a chat? You're not in trouble.))

OOC: Date and time is intended to be a generic, non-Threadfall date and time, but the timeline is currently offline, so I guessed. If it's wrong, will change.

[Alex Hines]

Galth was having an extraordinarily contented evening; the training day had been as good as any lately, and Z'ran had FINALLY found that itchy spot that had been bugging him all day in his evening oiling.

((Thank heavens you got that spot, rider mine!  I thought I would never get rid of it!!!))

Z'ran smiled as he heard his impetuous friend give a contented rumble, both in his head and in his mind.  If Z'ran could rumble without sounding ridiculous, he would be too.  Their first few flights were under their belt, and very soon they'd be moving into their VERY. OWN. WEYR.

((I don't know why you're so excited to have your own space.  I like it here in the wallows with all our friends.  What's so much better about this other place?))

This time Z'ran did chuckle at his dragon's consternation.  ((I know it sounds strange now, but it'll be nice to have our own space, too.  We won't be tripping over the others nearly as much, and just think, we'll get a view of the weyr like we're flying without ever leaving home!))

As Z'ran began to wax philosophical about the possibilities of their new digs, Galth's eyes briefly accelerated their spin before slowing down to just slightly faster than their former contented pace.

((Before you go off to, what was it you called it,  wa-wa land? Subalth says you're wanted by I'zaj.  We're not in trouble.  At least he says not!))

((Thank you, ya big lunk!  Bet you're happy to not have heard that speech again, too!)) Z'ran thought over his shoulder as he trotted out to see the Weyrlingmaster.

((Well yes, but in this case, I'm not kidding!  Go on, I found the PERFECT angle for the sun!))

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[Rachel]

I'zaj was in a perfectly mature position in his chair when Z'ran showed up, as was right and proper. They certainly couldn't afford more weyrling incidents. G'ral would probably eat him. He sat with his hands clasped on the table, feet square on the floor. And Subalth was finally silent.

"Come on in," he called when he heard footsteps. "Make yourself comfortable. This is just a check-in."

[Alex Hines]

Z'ran pulled up a chair in front of the Weyrlingmaster's desk.  He never could quite figure out why, but he STILL couldn't get over nerves at being called in front of I'zaj, even halfway through his training.  This time, he was relatively certain he hadn't done anything wrong or contributed to any errors.  And if he wasn't in trouble, well, that was good, but that didn't answer the overarching question of why he was called in front of the Weyrlingmaster.

He had a flashback of getting summoned before the Tillek Harper Master in his youth after some misadventure before he could help it, which didn't help the mood any.

"Thank you, sir!  What can I do for you today?" he asked, with what he hoped was a minimum of nerves.

[Rachel]

Some kids, usually the really good ones who didn't have a mischievous or crazy bone in their bodies, had some weird conditioning response to be called to the office. Z'ran wasn't shaking, sweating, crying, or squeaking, so he was already what I'zaj would consider a mild case, but still. It was crazy how they just picked up a guilty conscious like some kind of kleptomaniac.

"Just chat." I'zaj waved his hand dismissively. "I like to catch some one-on-one time with you all so I can keep decent tabs on development and catch problems early. That said, I do not think you have any problems, so if I'm wrong, please correct me. How are you and Galth?"

[Alex Hines]

Oh thank the Egg, it really was just a chat, Z'ran thought, as he let himself relax slightly.

"We're doing good, I think, sir.  Galth is passed out in his wallow right now enjoying the sun, and otherwise going well.  I think I'm looking forward to the move next month a bit more than he is, but otherwise, we're doing well.  At least, I hope so!" he added at the end, more in jest than out of any remaining concern.  But hey, this way he could cover his tracks!

[Rachel]

"Sun is good for baby dragons." I'zaj agreed, fidgeting slightly under the desk. Appearing non-threatening was tiring work. "And everybody else." His bald head disagreed, but that was why hats had been invented.

"That's great to hear!" He nodded firmly. "Happy for you. How's the emotional whiplash? Moderating any with age and experience?"

Just wait 'til your first mating flight, he thought to himself.

((You're MEAN.)) Subalth admired. ((I'm so glad you're mine--oh hey, is she glowing?))

((I hate you. Don't you dare.))

[Alex Hines]

"it hasn't really been too bad," and that was true, thankfully, given the extra years he had on most of his classmates.

"I think Galth has loosened me up in some ways, and I him.  Although I won't be sad when a month and a half more goes by, either!" Z'ran said with a smirk.  It wasn't like he was getting around before Galth, but ten months of celibacy was no fun, even if there was a perfect 20-foot brown reason back in his wallow that would make it all worthwhile.

"Just looking forward to our next steps, sir!"

[Rachel]

Inevitably, all weyrlings were randy. Some just didn't know it yet. Z'ran did not seem to be one of those.

"Good, good." I'zaj nodded and politely did not talk about sex. He had to do that enough with the greens. "What would you say his most extreme emotion is? Jealousy? Hunger? Excitement?"

[Alex Hines]

"Honestly I don't think I could narrow it down to one.  Truthfully, he doesn't really do anything by halves, so it's hard to say.  I do know, though, that he's far easier to understand for that."

"I will say this, though, we had to come to an understanding about responsibility, given his size and all."  Z'ran sighed, recalling the... *ahem* more strenuous days when Galth was still an impetuous hatchling.  Now he was just a slightly less-impetuous BIGGER hatchling.

[Rachel]

I'zaj nodded again, pleased. "Yes, that's important. He's too big to get away with much and he's only going to get bigger." No one liked a big baby in their wing. "That said... think harder. What about his mood swings are going to give you the biggest challenge? You're in a controlled environment--thus far. That's about to change. There will be new competition and new points of pride, not to mention all the new personalities you'll meet who will have no patience for young ones. Let's create a strategy for that now, before you're in over your head."

[Alex Hines]

Z'ran stopped and thought for a moment, unsure what would be the hardest part to deal with.  I think mainly that he can be a bit... I don't want to say lazy..."

((Hey!  I'm just good at relaxing!)) Galth huffed indignantly mid-thought.

"...but getting him to drills has been a bit of a challenge.  The hours don't bother me all that much, no worse than sand hunting for the Glasscrafthall, but he does need some coaxing some days."

[Rachel]

That was a little closer to how I'zaj wanted to talk. He nodded, idly tapping his fingertips together over the desk. "Some dragons--and people--just don't manage mornings very well. Learning to overcome that is a skill best developed over time, and not overnight. Continue working on that, and bribes are always acceptable." I'zaj spoke with a totally straight voice. "What about when he gets there? Does he perk up or is it still a struggle?"

[Alex Hines]

Z'ran chuckled a little bit as he replied, "Once he's going we're usually fine, that's the point where I have to hope the klah kicks in for me!

He had finally allowed himself to slowly release the death grip he'd just discovered he had on I'zaj's chair, and was hoping he could continue from here on out to release ever more!