Don't Need a Reason Why Today [Open]

[Dragon]

His eyes closed, Cyan kept his hands wrapped around his steaming mug of klah. It was right about dusk; Cyask was outside the dining den, lounging easily in the fading light as he finished waking up. The ex-pirate wherling was still slightly glum about his recent breakup, but he didn't intend to let that impede his life at all. Semaca was a good fit for him, and he and Cyask were well-matched. Not for the first time, he put Kesan out of his head.

With a soft sigh, Cyan popped one eye open and peered into the dark surface of his drink, then took a hearty swig of the brew. Then someone plunked down across from him, and he slid the other eye open and raised his head to peer at them. "Evening. Looks a bit like it might rain tonight."

[Agenothree]

Kash yawned as he made his way into Semaca's dining area, still rubbing sleep from his eyes as he took in his surroundings and found everything as it should be. Dragonriders enjoying an evening meal, wherhandlers rousing and breaking fast, weyrfolk seeing to regular duties; it was still his amazing, wonderful Weyr everywhere he looked.

As his stomach rumbled aggressively, he recalled his purpose in coming here: like most wherhandlers at this hour, food! Filing through and gathering some tasty morsels, as well as some klah, Kash found himself wanting a place to sit. Looking around again, a welcome face caught his eye. Cyan, one of his classmates, was sitting at a nearby table with nothing but his drink for company. More concerning still was how...gloomy he seemed. Well, as far as Kash could tell; it was a challenge to read Cyan on a good day.

So like a good friend, Kash decided to do what he could to help Cyan get his morning off to a better start. Moving decisively, he plopped down across from him with hardly a hello, getting comfortable in a matter of seconds. "Evening, Cyan!" he greeted cheerfully, as bubbly and upbeat as ever. "It sure does seem like it might rain. But you don't look much better! Say, what's got you so gray today?"

Chuckling a little at his rhyme, Kash started digging into his food with his usual gusto as he waited for Cyan to answer.

[Dragon]

Cyan's lips quirked slightly at Kash's cheer. The other handler, despite Ksk being his second wher, was the youngest member of their wherling class; Cyan, with only Cyask, was the second oldest, only younger than Tam. Honestly, Cyan could find Kash's cheer a little trying, but he was well-meaning enough.

"It's nothing," Cyan deflected. He didn't really want to air his dirty laundry around the Weyr. The whole thing was rather embarrassing, but that was on him. He was the one who had thought that he could maintain a relationship through eighteen months as a wherling. Of course, some people did just that ... but apparently not Kesan.

Tossing about for a topic of conversation other than the possibility of impending rain, Cyan said, "It's less than half a turn now until graduation. It's all well and good for those of you who are already in squads, but Cyask and I are trying to decide between Mazurka and Pavane."

Either surveying or search-and-rescue work might suit them, and Cyask's curiosity and lust for adventure outstripped even Cyan's own. Mazurka was a slightly larger squad and so had less of a chance for them to eventually take the position of point, but it might very well suit them better than Pavane regardless.