Of Food And Song

Writers: Cali, Rebecca
Date Posted: 24th December 2005

Characters: Aletta, F'gol
Description: Aletta and Figol make plans for him to play for her and Farsith.
Location: Harper Hall
Date: month 9, day 16 of Turn 3
Notes: 2 of 2

Aletta returned, tapping the door with her foot, "Let me in."

"You said not to touch anything." Figol said innocently on the other side of the door.

"If you want to eat, you'll open up, my hands are full."

He opened the door, the innocent look still plastered on his face, "I was just doing what you asked."

"Right" Aletta looked around carefully, everything seemed to be in place. "And I didn't ask I told." she smirked.

He was starting to get annoyed by this girl. Just because she was a dragonrider didn't mean she could act so superior towards him, she couldn't be much older than him. She reminded him of the Emerald Falls holder children who would boss everyone around just because they thought they were better. The smell of the food on the tray distracted him from his grumblings though, "So what did you bring me?"

"Some heardbeast stew and bread, some tubers and a side of greens.
Desert wasn't ready yet. Oh and I also brought some klah."

"Not even sweet cakes?" he said dejected as he searched the tray anyways. He took in the aroma of the stew and quickly grabbed it up, stuffing the bread roll in his mouth as he sat back down in his chair; he ignored the tubers and greens entirely. "Thanks." he mumbled as an afterthought, his mouth stuffed with bread still.

"Your welcome" Aletta crossed the room and pulled down some hide. Setting them on the table she pulled up a spare chair and began to read.

Figol looked up from his food and watched her as she bent over the hide and pushed an errant curl of black hair back behind her ear. She was kind of pretty if you ignored the bossiness, he decided. "You're not going to eat?" he asked, confused.

"No thanks, I'll grab some dinner later. I've got to figure this out and with fall and Farsith I don't have alot of time to study."

He tore another chunk of bread off his roll and thought that it had been real nice of her to go down and bring him up food since she wasn't eating and had been busy. "Well here," he said as he set his bowl down on the floor and went back to the tray of food. "At least have some klah." He took the mug of steaming brew and set it down next to her at the table, careful not to get it too close to her hides. She looked up and smiled. "Thank you. What are you studying at the haper hall?" she asked.

"I'm just doing my basic lessons still since I'm a junior apprentice, but I take extra guitar classes too." he said as he sat back down in his chair and picked up his bowl of stew and bread again. "That's what got me apprenticed in the first place you know, I've got nimble fingers." He held up one hand and flexed his fingers in example. Aletta had to smile, it was nice to see people excited about their crafts. "Sounds like you enjoy it."

He nodded emphatically, "Oh yeah, it's way better than the other crafts. Who wants to haul ore all day?"

"There's no hauling of ore in healing, but I see your point. Harpering is a craft almost everyone respects, at least here at the Weyr. Dragons like music you know."

"Really?" Figol asked between bites of stew, "Do they like the singing or the playing?" "Farsith told me she likes both. I'm not sure about other dragons. Have you ever met a dragon?" she asked.

He shrugged, "Not personally, but I've seen them lots out in the bowl."
He thought a moment before adding, "I can't sing right now, my voice is still settling, but I could play for your dragon if you think she'd like it." Aletta's eyes crossed for a moment, "You just made a friend for life."
she laughed "Well not for life but as long as she remembers. She loves attention of any kind and a harper playing for her would make her very happy"

Figol couldn't hide the grin from his face though he tried to act like it wasn't a big deal. "Well I'm glad I can oblige." Aletta sighed, "She just told me that studying can wait, _she_ wants to hear you play. Is that alright?"

Figol's face fell. He wasn't sure what time it was but he was pretty sure it was almost time for his next class, and he didn't exactly have a guitar of his own he could just take out and play. "Um, How about tonight after evening meal? I've got to sweep up still and then I've got a class I've got to go to." And that would give him time to convince Kwiksol to lend him a guitar to play. "She says it's a deal. We should be easy to find, the green studying every harper she sees." she smiled. "You realize I was joking about the sweeping don't you?"

Conflicting emotions raced inside Figol. First was the horror of trying to pick out a green dragon he had never seen before out of all the greens at the Weyr, and relief that he wasn't going to have to sweep after all. "Could I maybe meet you in the dining cavern?"

"How about my weyr?" Figol gulped hard and didn't know what to say. He had never been invited to a girls room before, and Weyr or not, it just wasn't proper!
"Well," he heard his voice squeak and inwardly winced at his nervousness showing through, "I mean, that would be fine, I guess. Are you sure I wouldn't be intruding?" "Music is music, and remeber it was Farsith who asked." she oused, realizing he was uncomfortable. "If it makes you feel better I can ask some other friends to meet us?"

"No, that's okay, I'll play for whomever is there, but I'd prefer to keep it smaller." He _was_ only an apprentice and while his masters never minded playing for fun he didn't think they would approve of him playing for a room full of dragonriders. Aletta smiled. "See you after the evening meal?"

Figol nodded as he stood up, "Yup, see you then." He left the seclusion of the infirmary and raced down the halls to his class where he snuck in while the jouneyman's back was turned. He sat down in the back next to one of his friends where he got a questioning look. Figol mouth 'later' and tried to focus on what the journeyman was explaining.
His friends weren't going to _believe_ what he'd been up to!

Last updated on the December 25th 2005

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