Table for Two [Shadon]

[FirebrandPhlox]

M'lcolm sauntered through the dining hall, looking for a place to sit. No matter the weyr, it seemed like every place that called riders and dragons home was also the home of crowded eating facilities. Breakfast and dinner especially were rife with overpopulation, as they had to share the space with wherhandlers on their opposite schedules.

Spotting an open seat, M'lcolm made headway over to it. Sitting opposite the vacant chair was a young rider, a woman, who seemed to be eating alone. He approached her, putting on the most dazzling grin he could muster. "Um, excuse me? Miss? Is, perchance, this seat open? I've been searching all over for a place to eat my dinner, and this is the only spot I've managed to find that isn't currently occupied. I'd like to eat my dinner before it's as cold as the, er, winter's wind. Would it be alright if I joined you this fine evening?"

[Shadon]

Allina pushed a vegetable around her plate, trying to figure out what it was. She was sure it would taste good if she could actually bring herself to eat it, but being unable to actually identify it was making her really not want to do that. She knew that she was behaving childishly though and should probably just eat it. And yet...

A man's voice cut through her contemplation of the Mystery Vegetable, and Allina looked up in surprise. She hadn't even noticed him approaching, she'd been so engrossed in her food. Now, her attention was fully on him and his enchanting smile, though. "Oh, hi! Yeah, the seat's open, feel free to sit. Have we met? I don't think we have, but I'm not the best with any names. Not that I think I got your name yet. But your face doesn't look familiar, either. Oh, um, not that your face is, uh- not that I wouldn't remember your face!" Allina said awkwardly, waving her hands to try and wave the words away. Somehow. "All that is to say...I'm Allina of Brown Donnelith. And you are?"