...eyes it, then eyes the stew pot. "B'tal has always let himself... into situations like that." Teris shakes her head. "There was a harper I wanted him to be with. But he was too nice, maybe. Even Z'yi would have been better than W'chek but. B'tal screwed that up. And he seems happy for it. So I don't know." Teris does not understand this relationship stuff at all. And maybe she doesn't want to...

...rest of it became clear - what her actions had done to B'tal, Gabrion - it became deliberate. She had nothing to say to him. She cared about him, but this… she couldn't support this. So now what? Z'yi? She'd enjoyed that dinner with him, liked the bluerider a lot. Something made her hesitate, though. It wasn't that she thought it was a bad idea - though B'tal's discomfort with the idea did make...

...tell. "I love you, too, B'tal, and-- okay. I will be careful. I don't… want to be taken advantage of." She takes another breath before she says anything more, and when she does, it's very quietly. "Z'yi took me out a little while ago. He… offered." Her gaze seeks B'tal's; what does he think? He offers a small smile to her when she says she'll be careful and all that. But the smile fades from B'tal's...

Date: Day 9, Month 2, Turn 22 Synopsis: After W'chek leaves, Madilla's thoughts are in turmoil. It took enormous effort to get ready to go out with Z'yi that night. She'd spent much of the afternoon crying - at first, without realising it, and then, when suddenly she couldn't see anything and the herbs in front of her were wet and chopped far too finely, with a sense of detachment and dread...

... then?" So casual a question. So casual a question, and so casual a response, too, made as, having set down her beaker of flowers, Madilla returns to her knife and those herbs. "I'm having dinner with Z'yi," she explains, so calmly that it might appear she has absolutely no concept of the reaction it is likely to cause. "We had to put it off, once, but-- it looks like tonight is going to go ahead. But...

...not to do so is much better. ~Benito Mussolini OOC Date: February 12, 2010 IC Date: Day 8, month 13, turn 21 of Interval 10. Who: Gabrion, Madilla Where: HRW Nighthearth Gabrion tells Madilla that Z'yi likes her. The conversation shifts to W'chek and his trustworthiness or lack thereof. Things go downhill quickly. Gabrion ambles into the night hearth area, bundled up in a heavy coat and scarf...

...of Interval 10. Who: Gabrion, Silarra Where: HRW Bowl Gabe and Silarra fight some more and then make up (mostly) and talk about life, post-exams and post-leg-in-a-cast. Silarra also mentions that Z'yi likes Madilla. Gabrion gets Ideas (TM). The dust from the earlier cave in is settling in the bowl, just a bit extra grime in the air. It's plenty cold though, with the occasional flurry falling...

...been pretty close ever since." B'tal frowns as he continues, "His rider and me were, uh, something for awhile. But we don't talk much anymore. They still like each other, though. Be nice if she liked Zhikath that much." But that sigh afterwards suggests that she really doesn't. "Do you have a, uh, well, you know... ?" 'Isforaith', Kai echoes silently before shaking his head, unable to place the name...

Date: Day 8, Month 13, Turn 21 Synopsis: Gabe and Madilla discuss Gabe's plans, Z'yi's supposed crush on Madilla… and W'chek. It ends badly. And confusingly. Nighthearth, High Reaches Weyr With its entrance located between the kitchen and the living cavern, this tiny bubble cavern is cozy, always kept warm and is filled with comfortable chairs and a small round table. At the far end, there's...

... The visibility is low, making travel dangerous. Winter sucks. Sitting out on the patio in winter sucks worse. Sitting out on the patio, in the middle of winter, during a snowstorm-- well, that's Z'yi. The big bluerider doesn't seem too terribly bothered by the weather, however, sitting almost painfully upright in his chair at a table nestled under the overhang, a steaming mug of klah in front...