Who

Th'res Hy'sh

What

Talking and scrubbing after the fall with the mad BULL!

Cussing *blames Hy'sh*

When

It is evening of the sixteenth day of the third month of the twelfth turn of the 12th pass.

Where

Baths, Southern Weyr

OOC Date 15 Oct 2017 07:00

 

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"Yeah, but it's a cow. Bull. Whatever. And it tried to eat us!"


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Baths

The steamy fog of the baths could be an entirely different world, transitioning from the well-lit brilliance of the inner caverns: a different world entirely, one wrought in dreams and humid fog. Steam lifts from hot waters, obscuring those who bathe within, drenching any who dare enter. Well-maintained, well-stocked, the baths offer pre-netted portions of soapsand in various scents, fluffy towels in orderly rows, and five separate spring-fed pools, all of differing temperature: from scorching hot to soothing chill.


It's a steady progression into the baths of Southern Weyr after today's fall — the bathworkers have been braced for the rush, and with grim efficiency they hand out scrubbers and soapsands and point people to pools. Hy'sh gets his stuff and strips shamelessly off his clothes, leaving them in an untidy pile before hopping down into the water, much to the irritation of other people in the pool.

Oh Joy, first there is a bull, then he gets scolded twice, now it is public humiliations in the baths. Th'res just grumbles as he takes off his clothes and folds them in a corner before he eases into the water. Starting to lather he say says to his Clutch sibling "You did good to day man, thanks for having my back."

Hy'sh's eyes were beginning to close there for a moment, the blessed heat of the day soaking into his bones… but then there's Th'res, and his eyes pop right back open. "Oh, thanks man. You too!" He picks up a handful of soapsand and starts lathering up, conscious of the demand for people coming in. "That bull, I thought we were both total goners."

Th'res shrugs and grins "Naw man you would of saved the day" There is no actual teasing in his voice so the young blue weyrling must actually believe what he is saying. "So, do you think they will give us some of those stakes?" Because adrenaline makes a person hungry after the fact.

Hy'sh doesn't quite flush, 'cause that shit ain't manly and he's totally a dude, but there a moment of that great YEAH THANKS BRO grinning to be had. "Or you would have turned around and saved both o' our asses," he brogues at his buddy, hunkering down to splash some clean water along his previously-grungy shoulders. They're clean now! "Faranth's favorite pedicure, I sure hope so," he says in a voice like a prayer. "I could use somethin' delicious after that."

Th'res nods and is going for the solid clean because while being Manly is important, smelling manly is annoying in a barracks. And the last thing he needs is one of the girls saying he doesn't bath and having a weyrling master have to shadow him. "To right, bet it is nice and tender still too." Here is a quiet moment when he has to duck under the water and get his hair wet before he resurfaces "Did you still want to come and watch Jed fish? figured I would go get him after here and take him to the beach."

That would suck. Hy'sh is just a stickler for clean after having poor access to really great hygiene during the earliest parts of his life — though that doesn't translate well in the tidy way he makes sure every inch of his skin is scrubbed. "Might be a little gamey though. Being a ruddy bull and all." It's more to temper his own hopes and dreams than anything else. "Oh! Damn right I do! Sov's interested, too." His face is apologetic. Sov is such a clutz.

"He is more than welcome, Jedameth may even teach him a thing or two as well." Th'res chuckles at the Bitran adding "Who knows he might be great at it and then you can use that to impress someone" Is there a rumor about Hy'sh and his attraction to a certain person? Probably but Th'res never pays to much attention to that stuff.

Hy'sh doesn't have attraction to any certain person, he has attraction to MANY certain persons. If it's a pretty girl he's probably going to moon after them pretty solidly. He can't help it, he was an apprentice for SO LONG, then a junior journeyman for less than a sevenday, a candidate for less than 48 hours, then immediately a weyrling. He has zero real experience with the fairer sex and wants to change that, okay!? "Oh, he'd like that," Hy'sh visibly brightens when Th'res doesn't seem off-put about his uber-focused, uber-clutzy lifemate coming along. "I don't think any of us are gonna be doing much of any impressing until we're doing with all this," almost-gloomily.

Th'res still hasn't figured out the whole, stare at the another person and drool thing yet. He has maybe two or three people he will day dream about but that is it, "How is your lifemate, we seem to keep missing each other for chores and such." Small talk makes bathing eaiser as he starts to scrubb his back with one of those long handled brushes.

Hy'sh will be happy to give Th'res lessons on mooning after the womenfolk. Any time. It's what any bro would do. "He's good. Getting fucking huge!" The brownrider draws his arms out as if to show exactly how big his dragon is. "As big as some of the little bronzes, even." No small amount of smugness there. "I'd ask how Jed is, but I hear him roight often enough."

You say, "He just likes to speak his mind" The red headed weyrling says lovingly, and is probably a good thing too as Th'res doesn't tend to share things very well. "I hear thy are going to let our dragons start flying by themselves soon, has it really been that long?" He glances at the Bitran before he ducks back under the water."

"He does." There's no little affection in Hy'sh's voice, either: he's as bloody emotional as any other Bitran, and Jed's like the mascot of the whole damn class at this point. "I heard too. It's feckin' insane thinking that we'll be up there, soon enough." He pops up on one of the steps to better scrub his abs. Skinny underfed Hy'sh sure has them, even if they look… underfed rather than deliberate. Fitting. "How do you feel about it? Fighting."

Th'res is lost in this thoughts a moment as he says "Fighting? well I prefer to box more than anything.." He comes back out of whatever trip his lifemate just took him on before realizing the brownling was talking about Thread. He blushes, but the heat from the baths hides it well "Oh that kind of fighting, I don't know Jed things we are going to do fine up there as long as we stay together like the weyrlingmasters are teaching us.."

"You box?" Hy'sh perks straight on up. Even though they're totally in different weight classes, proverbially, even despite Hy'sh's gangly-ass frame. "Oh, aye. Yeah, Sov… Sovroth's kind of wild over it, it's all he talks about. All he thinks about. Obsessing over when we finally get up there."

The miner turned rider nods "Oh yeah, used to be good at it too, though I stay in the lower weight classes about 155 is my limit for opponents" Th'res unlike Hy'sh has solid muscles and while he is not as lean as others he isn't bulky either. no he is defined well and there is obviously power from all the heavier work he has had to do. "Why you know anyone wanting to spar? I mean we can't really fight but sparing is a way of exercise right?"

"I don't do anything quite so… structured," Hy'sh admits. But his knuckles are scarred enough to tell the story of a perpetual fighter. Someday, Hy'sh will grow into himself. For now though… he's scrawny. "If it's just sparring we could probably have fun at it. I bet we could get Rh'ysar in on it, too. R'sk for sure." FIGHT CLUB

First rule about Weyrling fight club, don't tell the dragons!!!!! "Sounds good, I enjoy the work out. It is alot better than me having to run laps in the bowl all the time." He will rinse and then move to the back of the pool where it is hottest and soak for a while "you think she is going to be ok?"

"Who?" he asks cluelessly, the absolute artlessness of Hy'sh's expression probably classic. The man rinses himself, finds one little spot by his elbow that isn't clean and scrubs up again with a vengeance. Maybe he has OCD.

Th'res opens one eye saying "That girl who seemed sad about the herdbeast, she seemed abit to kind for what had to happen" And very very upset at the death of the animal, he goes back to soaking and says "you missed a spot between your shoulder blades"

"Oh. The crazy bint that went and held the thing's dead head?" Hy'sh unnecessarily adds. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," and now the long handled brush is being used all over again. Th'res has a really easy comedy show if he just points out spots Hy'sh 'missed'.

Maybe Jed is seeping into the stone mind of the Th'res but he does in fact play the 'you missed' a spot game a few more times before he declares "Looking good man, come soak before you rub your self raw" If he is smirking he is hiding it well be hind stony features "and yes her, I don't think she was crazy, maybe just a little overly attached to the animal. I have seen people mourn the loss of a runner before." Not so much a stretch to cry over a cow..

And Hy'sh falls for every single one, even if they aren't accurate. 'Cause fuck that whole being dirty shit. "Yeah, but it's a cow. Bull. Whatever. And it tried to eat us! Who could care for a thing like that?" Do not send Hy'sh after her to comfort the lass. Send Th'res. Definitely send Th'res.

Th'res chuckles and says with a grin "I say the same thing to my Ma about my Father all the time. But there is always someone for everyone." He looks up at the ceiling and sighs "I wish we could go places already…"

Hy'sh's laughter is more a bray than a real laugh, but damn that's some funny shit, Th'res! "Good one," he says after recovering, lounging his skinny flanks down into the hot water and allowing his skinny legs to stretch out in front of him. "Soon," the Bitran says, low anticipation in his voice. "And then we'll go everywhere."

Th'res nods and grins "Yeah well hopefully before the next turnday, I think my mother is a little upset I missed visiting for this one" He relaxes more letting the heat soak into muscles, "where you want to go first?"

"It was your turnday and you didn't tell me?" Hy'sh sounds WOUNDED man, how could you do that! "We could have gotten you a pie!" A bubbly pie. All for Th'res~ "Somewhere cold. Snowy. Where yae can have a right mulled wine and sit by the fire." Hy'sh's eyes go all starry-eyed at the thought.

Th'res and looks sheepish "Hey I didn't even know till a firelizard showed up and told me. And really it didn't seem important enough to talk about anyway." He nods and grins at the destination saying "Well when we can I will take ya up to the Klah Bark, has everything you are looking for my friend"

There's a light laugh here, but Hy'sh doesn't combat it further. He's prickly in a lot of ways, but not here. Helps he's been sober for so long. "Klah Bark? Isn't that in the… hold, south of here?" He sounds bewildered about THAT little piece of geography. How can something south be colder, anyway?

"Yup that is the place, it is in the Barrier, a mountain range that is as high as the stuff up north i am told. Anyway it never gets above like forty degrees there, I got stuck out there a lot when I was an apprentice." And from the sound of it it seems that a lot of great memories are there for the young man. "I will totally treat you if we go." Cuz what are friends for right?

Hy'sh listens, more or less enthralled. "Really? Never gets over that? Even in the summertime?" There's starting to be SQUAWKY NOISES coming from the front as the line gets really long for people waiting to come in, and one of the attendants starts clearing her throat at them. It's stage one. Stage two probably includes Pern's version of cattle prods. "Fine by me!" Hy'sh says, delighted by the thought and easily conned by all of his favorite things PLUS a friend PLUS free wine.

Th'res grins and nods as it sounds like they need to get going he will get up and walk passed Hy'sh and slapping the man on the backside saying "Good job today man". It was a Manly slap, or so anyone asking is going to get told, "I will catch you back at the barracks for that fishing trip." The shorter man walks out of the water and gets fresh clothes he brought on and gives the brownling a wave before he disappears into the lower cavern.

Welp, Hy'sh is going to mark off 'getting slapped on the ass by a clutchmate' from his bucket list. His expression is priceless just after it happens, like: wtf just happened! "Uh, yeah, sure thing!" If his skinny ass wasn't physical proof of him not being a big competitive sports junkie, that reaction just nails it. Anyhow, Hy'sh'll eventually recover, and then dart out of the baths before he ends up getting the cattle prod option!

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