Post by ASTROLOGICAL!! on Nov 2, 2012 22:53:17 GMT -5
It's a day with no Thread, and a bunch of Fighter riders decided that it'd be a wonderful time to bring as many candidates and Weyrfolk as they could down to the beach for a day of relaxation. Aleiph at first didn't want to go, because she knew she'd end up walking along and not really knowing what to do. And that's what she does the instant L'ei drops her down and tells her to have fun.
How does one have fun in all this sand? She sits in the sand and stares for a moment. Maybe she could run in it. She stands and begins charging down the beach, but the sand is awkward and heavy. She tries to keep a steady pace, grains of sand flying up around her, but it ends up not working because as soon as a piece of driftwood presents itself, she slips, trips, tumbles, and falls face-first into the sand.
She sits up, shaking off. It didn't hurt too much, did it? Hm, there must be something else fun to do here. If only she had a friend, because suddenly she sees the sand dunes in the distance and assumes that something could be done with them.
Her thoughts drift back to flying. Maybe if she runs really fast down the hill, she could experience liftoff, just for a few seconds, and fly like dragons do. She just needs to get rid of her pesky dress first. All the other women in the Weyr are wearing nothing but linens. If she's a woman of the Weyr now, she can do it too!
...Except maybe not. She removes her boots, but the dress stays on. She doesn't have as much confidence as the riders and the Weyrfolk in the water, much to her dismay.
How does one have fun in all this sand? She sits in the sand and stares for a moment. Maybe she could run in it. She stands and begins charging down the beach, but the sand is awkward and heavy. She tries to keep a steady pace, grains of sand flying up around her, but it ends up not working because as soon as a piece of driftwood presents itself, she slips, trips, tumbles, and falls face-first into the sand.
She sits up, shaking off. It didn't hurt too much, did it? Hm, there must be something else fun to do here. If only she had a friend, because suddenly she sees the sand dunes in the distance and assumes that something could be done with them.
Her thoughts drift back to flying. Maybe if she runs really fast down the hill, she could experience liftoff, just for a few seconds, and fly like dragons do. She just needs to get rid of her pesky dress first. All the other women in the Weyr are wearing nothing but linens. If she's a woman of the Weyr now, she can do it too!
...Except maybe not. She removes her boots, but the dress stays on. She doesn't have as much confidence as the riders and the Weyrfolk in the water, much to her dismay.
