Who

Treista, Yorprith

What

Treista is kept up late with her thoughts, Yorprith helps

When

-- On Pern --
It is 11:51 PM where you are.
It is late evening of the twenty-second day of the eighth month of the sixteenth turn of the 12th pass.
In Southern:
It is the fifty-second day of Winter and 43 degrees. The night is clear and bright, stars twinkling merrily in the darkness.


Where

Southern Weyr, Treista and Yorprith's Weyr

OOC Date 31 Mar 2019 06:00

 

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«You will not.»


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Treista and Yorprith's Weyr

Treista should be sleeping. It's late. There's so much to tend to in the morning and so much more to do after that. She needs to meet with Weyrsecond Evka, who at the moment is acting Weyrleader in Va'os' absence and a virtual hot mess. The young woman was doing well with the stress of it all… until Amani was felled by a watersnake. And now the woman is a walking zombie and Treista can practically see the aura of guilt and remorse floating around her. Someone needs to reach out to her from the professional side of things. Treista rolls over with a sigh, giving her weyrwalls the long stare, one near identical to the one riders get when their lifemates speak to them.

Speaking of lifemates…

«You will exhaust yourself if you do not sleep Treista.»

»I know, Yorpith, but it doesn't come easy to me this night. I am worried.«

«I am worried too…but we must stay strong for the Weyr, for the dragonets, for all who look to us in this time of need. Is it not why we were sent here? To aid in Southern's relief?»

»Aye. It is, but I never dreamed we would be in the Senior Weyrwoman's position, and never ever at this circumstance.«

«We are ready for this, have trained for this. YOU are ready for this, Treista.»

»Logically my love, I know this. But I'd be a liar if I said I'm not afraid I might fail.«

«You will not.»

»I am glad you have faith in me.«

With a sigh, Treista rolls over again. Yorprith is right, in her own way. They are ready for this, and they have trained for it. They are primed for such a position. And Treista will do her duty, to the very best of her abilities.

She can only hope they’ll be enough.

And sleep is still a long time coming before it finally reclaims her.

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