What a night - morning after with lokin

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Lokin woke up slowly, though once she was awake she wanted to go back to sleep. To many problems to think about. And why did Athenath need to choose Morith? V’riy was an insufferable ass! She’d woken up after he’d spoken to the drudge, but she could still hear him moving. She closed her eyes again, trying to force sleep to come back. She failed. Badly. And of course Dianath was still deeply asleep, so she was disconnected with both of her dragons. With Athenath curled up next to her mate. Though Lokin was worried about the small gold. She was way to young for this! That made her sit up, though she remembered to pull the blanket up with her. Not that she could do much. She sighed as she noticed V’riy. ”Good Morning.” she said quietly as she slipped off the bed, grabbing her clothing, slipping past him into the bath room, and closed the door.

She ignored the soreness, and easily got dressed, just moving a bit slower than normal. She let her mind drift over the last night, thinking. Morith had caught Athenath… and though Lokin wasn’t happy with the Rider she couldn’t fault Athenath at desireing Morith. Though she was going to be watching her Queen very closely. She didn’t know what that would do for the young gold. Possibly a small clutch, and probably make her smaller than she normal would be… Which though she was smaller than her sister, she would have ended up large. So stunted growth. Joy. She sighed wondering what I’zon would say… Or Lilliana for that matter. She should have done… what? What could she have done? Not much. She finished tieing her boot at that thought and moved out the door, looking again at V’riy, only this time she noticed that he was bare chested. Though she didn’t outwardly react. She blamed her sudden interest on Athenath. Luckly the drudge came back just after she looked so she was distracted. ”Hello Haren. Thank you.” she said greeting the Drudge by name easily, as she moved forward to keep the door open. ”Ah Lady. Thank you. These bones aren’t what they used to be.” came the man’s voice as he moved in placing the plates and such on the table. ”Good morning Weyrleader.” said the man’s voice, now meeker, before he slipped out. ”Thank you V’riy for getting breakfast.”

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Lokin had enjoyed the night before, but there was work to do, and problems to solve. She may have been the weyrleader, but she was also a harper. Work before play. She nodded, taking his drying off as a reason to watch him, though she grabbed a piece of toast and started to eat as she made a list of what needed to be done. ”I am thank you.” she said softly inbetween bites. She frowned as she thought about his next question. ”D’mar had to many people in the wrong places. You have to sourt out the wings. Put people where they actually belong… I get the wonderful job of figuring out how many people he shoved to the wayside to make his agenda work… So we should start there. I wasn’t able to figure out about the stoars or how the relations with the hold are… That is easy to find out though… The Lord and Lady Holder’s will no doubt want to see the new Weyrleader and Weyrwoman before the day’s out.” she said, half of it musing to herself, but still informative. She ate another piece of toast, took a glass of water and drank that and she was done. She didn’t like Klah. She knew most people drank it to wake up and such, but she preferred water, or juice.

She took a couple pieced of bacon and then glance at V’riy again. ”Other than that, I’m not sure… He never really let Remi or I DO anything, he always had it taken care of. Or seemed to. It’s hard to figure anything out when your being blocked at every turn. So I expect today to be… interesting.” she said simply, as she ate a piece of fruit. ”Anything you noticed?” she asked, easily settling down to business. That was something she could deal with. She was going to have to figure out about V’riy later, but not now. Not when she had work that needed to be done.

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”Being a Harper and being a Weyrwoman aren’t that different… Just on a bigger scale.” she said simply, as she continued to eat. Slowly, more for the sake of eating than anything else. Then he got up. She ignored the smirks, refusing to respond to them. ”Right.” she’d be in the Dining hall at that point. She waited until he left before following. She spent most of the day hearing grievances against D’mar, and wanting things fixed NOW. She did her best, though it was not perfect. At about lunch she was found by D’mar. She sighed as the man came up to her, the bruise on his face showing where she’d kicked him. ”I’m sorry about that D’mar… I wasn’t… Thinking just doing.” she said before he could speak.

”You had a right. Though I don’t agree with what you are doing. The weyr has worked this way for a while now.” She sighed, and spoke to him for a bit. It ended with him storming away with a angry ”When Galeth is healed we are leaving.” Lokin sighed closing her eyes as she watched him go. Galeth just told me. He’s an idiot. Just ignore him. Galeth is doing fine. X’lan made sure to wait until Athenath was caught before going to him, but the dragon’s fine… And I’m sore… I don’t think I should have flown like that… And athenath is still sleeping with her Bronze. Morith is much to big looking beside her. I don’t like it. Golds are larger than bronzes! Dianath was obviously worried, as she spoke. I know love. I know. Just leave them be. We wouldn’t have wanted Tan’er as the Weyrleader. He’s to young. At least for now. How’s With? she fully distracted her gold as she walked off to find more to do.

It was just after dusk when Lokin got to the Dining Hall, glaring, not at anyone in particular. D’mar had been stiring up trouble… And she’d had to confront him. She really hated dealing with him, but she couldn’t send him packing until Galeth was healed. And the bronze wasn’t. Dianath was in constant contact with the bronze, and Athenath had finally woken up, but she was still in her own world with Morith, and not speaking to Lokin. That probably didn’t help her mood any. She was stopped by Lilliana though, and told to relax. Lokin did, with a deep breath. She headed for the head table, not caring who was up there as she ate. She was going to eat with the Weyr. That was her job. She finished quickly and went to the dragonhights, just to get away from everything. She was going to have a second day like that one tomorrow. Joy. And later she was going to have to oil Dianath after she was done watching the stars.