You walk over to the bustling Weyrhall.

Taelyn glances over at Auralia, blinks, then goes back to filling her plate.

A swish of long, flowing skirts mark Auralia's entrance, with flutterings of satin sweeping across the floor. She's looking decidably uncomfortable, too -- have you ever tried to walk in one of -these- dresses?

T'las waves to the new comer, then peers catiously as he sees it is Aura. "Hello."

Taelyn sits near Xetsa, happily munching away.

Niare looks around and her eyebrows lift slightly. However, her tone is mild, "Evening Auralia."

Kayla looks over towards the greenrider, a small smile appearing on her lips. Interesting. Now, back to food.

Xetsa turns to Taelyn, "You been fixing things all day I take it?" A forkfull of wherry is shovelled into her mouth, she chews on it slowly.

Taelyn nods to Xetsa, taking another huge bite of food.

Auralia sways inwards, collapsing into a seat without bothering to fetch food. "Ugh this thing is heavy. And I don't think it's working -- do you? I don't -feel- proddy or anything. Hi, too."

T'las blinks. "Uhhh....are trying to feel proddy?" he asks, confused.

Feel proddy? Xetsa glances over to Auralia. She taps her chin briefly trying to remember something. Her lips form an O as she remembers. Picking up green rider's name from Niare, the candidate tests slowly, "Auralia, I was going to ask you a few questions. That is, if you have the time."

"No." Auralia insists towards T'las, explaining, "But I should be -- Iesath's due. So I'm trying to see what's going on." Because she is proddy. And her mind is confused. Her head turns, eyes examining Xetsa. "Um, sure. Ask away." She spreads out upon the chair, not really mindful of her skirts.

Kayla doesn't quite manage to hold back her laughter. Instead of laughing, she chokes on her sweetroll. /Not/ a good thing.

Taelyn pauses in midbite, glancing at Kayla. "You okay?"

T'las chuckles quietly, shaking his head before taking a sip of juice.

Xetsa waves her fork over her meal then sets it down. The candidate turns about on her chair and faces towards Auralia. "Um, I overheard you talking to Tahliq the other day about this proddy stuff. And well I have a few questions." She rubs her chin with a a couple of fingers then asks away, "Are you trying to become proddy or are you proddy now but just don't realize it?"

Auralia's skirts are shuffled a little, coming up her legs to show just a little (or a lot) of those smooth, long piece of bone and flesh and skin. She glances at Xetsa again, shrugging. "I'm not -trying- to be proddy. That'd be stupid; who wants to be proddy? But I can't tell if I'm proddy, so I don't know if I'm not realizing it. I could be -- but I can't tell."

Kayla is coughing, so she can't really answer Taelyn at the moment. She looks a bit panicked.

Taelyn frowns and gets up.. "Kayla?", her voice is quite concerned now.. "..are you choking? Can you nod?"

Kayla continues to cough, nodding.

T'las chuckles again at AUra, then looks over towards Kayla, blinking. "Aura, just so you know, you -are- proddy, so you don't have to be confused on the subject."

Taelyn blinks.. "..ah shells." She slaps on the girl's back, unsure of what to do, precisely.. she looks around and calls over, "Hey, T'las! Kayla's chokin'!"

Auralia's eyes flicker towards Kayla, whom she watched with bemused interest. Mind not there, what should she care? "Am I?" So she says to T'las, somewhat vaguely. "That's nice."

Xetsa glances from Auralia to Taelyn then to Kayla then back to Auralia, "So, are you proddy or not? I thought a rider could tell if they were."

T'las smiles at Xetsa. "Umm, every rider is proddy in a different way, there isn't a set pattern, like I was saying last night, often they can't even remember what they did while proddy." He looks over at Aura and smirks.

Auralia shakes her head, attempting to look very serious -- which is a hard enough thing to do, indeed. "No, not really. I usually don't have a clue -- I don't even have a clue as to what I'm doing. This time--" She trails off, looking confused. "What was I saying? I can't remember. And why am I dressed like this? I must be proddy. Eek, I am proddy. Eek, this is a bad thing--" it continues. Onslaught of confusion.

Kayla caughs. And coughs some more. When Taelyn slaps her on the back, something between a hiccup and a swallow happens, making the food go down. She tries to catch her breath, glare at everyone but Taelyn and thank her all at the same time. It doesn't work to well.

Taelyn smiles and gives Kayla a hug.. "Better now? Good.. I was worried there for a bit..", her voice is still laden with concern.

Xetsa tilting her head in T'las's direction, "It's that bad?"

Kayla nods, taking deep breaths. Finally, a smile crosses her lips, her hand patting Taelyn on the arm. "Thank you.." Teaches her to look at proddy riders when eating..

T'las chuckles. "Depends on what you mean by bad, really," he answers cryptically, smiling at Aura. "Do you think that it's bad Auralia? I dunno, one of the few times I've seen her in a skirt, kinda like it..."

Taelyn nods back, still smiling. "No problem.." She gets up and moves her plate, sitting closer to Kayla before eating again..

Auralia certainly does not wear skirts. Not even to gathers. She glowers at T'las, whining, "I just don't want to be proddy. I want to be -normal-." Normal? Auralia? Interesting concept. She's certainly showing a lot of leg. "Maybe I'm supposed to be a flirty idiot?"

Kayla nods to Taelyn before going back to glarring at everyone else. Well. No one cared enough to notice her choking, so she's not gonna talk to them. Sort of childish, but still.

Taelyn sips on her juice in silence, her eyes dark and thoughtful.

T'las hmmms, then smiles, giving a shrug. "I don't know, you like being a flirty idiot? Can't say I've actually seen you flirt before..."

Xetsa glances over to Kayla, "Chew then swallow." Back to Auralia, "How of..." she blinks a couple of times, "I think I need a bath." To her fellow candidates, "It's getting warm in here, I think I'm going to jump in to the steambaths."

Taelyn tilts her head in Xetsa's direction and nods.. "..I'll meet you there when I'm done eating."

Auralia watches Xetsa, dimpling her face into a smile, "Come, now. You are sure you don't want to hang about?" Her eyebrows are wiggling -- she's trying her hardest. T'las' comment is ignored; she's -trying- to flirt here!

Kayla hmphs at Xetsa. She could say something snide here, but she's to nice for that. Heh. Her gaze goes to the table.

Tahliq has arrived.

Taelyn glances over at Kayla. "..you going to come along? If not, that's fine.."

T'las laughs quietly, taking another sip of fruit juice. "Easy on the candidates Auralia, you know better." Well, usually she knows better.

Auralia does? Well, yes, -usually-, she probably would. Currently? Not quite. "Do I?" She's absently pulling at her dress, inadvertantly showing more legs. And not really looking around, so she misses Tahliq's entrance.

Tahliq is clean.. Damnit. It doesn't feel right! Even her clothing is clean. Seems someone managed to get ahold of the offending cloak and wash it all nice and clean. She wrinkles her nose and reaches to her hair which is frizzy. "Took me months it get it just right." She mutters.

Taelyn blinks over at Tahliq, waves, then looks back at Kayla.

Kayla quite obviously is ignoring the riders' antics. "Yeah, I'm going."

Taelyn nods and gets up, taking her dirty plate over to where the others are, then she waits for Kayla before heading out.

T'las smiles, stirring in his seat and sending a wave to Tahliq. "Yes, you do Aura, be a good girl and don't try and get the candidates in trouble, it's not nice."

Kayla does the same as Taelyn, muttering something about a certain rider, candidates, and trouble. She plasters a smile on her face as she follows her fellow candidate.

Kayla walks toward the Courtyard.

Taelyn strides over to the Courtyard.

The candidate draws in her lower lip and nips on it momemtarily. "Um, no. The stigma of my white knot keeps me from .... making any sort of comments or gestures that might be ...be misconscrewed as flirtatious or might indicate any sort of desire to have some sort of intimate contact at this current time." She blushes, "I think I'll be going now."

Xetsa said that.

Auralia is not a bringer of trouble, she's a nice, sweet, lovely girl. "I will, T'las." Beam, and a flutter of her eyebrows. "Ugh -- this is not comfortable." She eyes Xetsa, pouts, and then nods, "Oh. Okay. Rejected. But you still love me, T'las, don't you? And you, Tahliq?" She's noticed her, now.

Xetsa slinks towards the doorway, "Not rejected, just tucked away for later reference." And out she goes before there is any sort of reprisal.

Xetsa walks toward the Courtyard.

T'las can't help but grin at Aura, after nodding to Xetsa. "See you later then," he murmurs before he focuses his attention back on Aura. "Of course I do Auralia," he replies quickly.

Auralia beams -- "Oh, I'm glad to hear that, T'las." Waggle of the eyebrows, as she glances about the room, looking quite at home with her legs in the air, for once. A pause, her face goes confused. "I feel odd. Sort of -- weird. I'm not sure if this is working."

Tahliq turns her head to the side and watches as Xetsa walks past. "What does that mean?" She rubs a hand to her cheek. "Whatever.." She shakes her head and comes into the room now, going to grab a cup of juice, and a peice of cheese. She's hungry and thirsty you see. Eyes shift to the pair.

T'las quirks an eyebrow at Aura. "What isn't working?" he asks, letting his eyes shift from Aura to Tahl and back.

Auralia waggles her satin skirts, explaining, "I don't feel right, being all flirty. Maybe because it isn't working, huh? I'm just not feeling proddy this way. And it feels -odd-. I don't flirt. Not even when I'm proddy, most of the time."

T'las ohs, and gives another smile. "Then don't flirt?" he offers as an solution. "I don't mind, just sitting like that has got my attention, really..."

Tahliq turns back towards the pair and continues to nibble on a peice of cheese. She smiles lightly, and shrugs her shoulders. Whatever. "Either of you want anything while I am here, by the food, and all that?" she waves her hand to it and then eyes the two again.

Auralia nods, vaguely. "I can do that. Hello, Tahliq. Do you mind if I don't flirt?" She's oh-so-intelligent this evening. A glance at her legs, and then at T'las. "You're looking at my legs? Eek!" She shoves her skirts down, blushing furiously. "That's horrible -- immodest. Why was I doing that?" Head shakes towards Tahliq, "No, thank you."

Tahliq rubs a hand to her cheek. "Well, I don't know Auralia. Asking if you don't have to flirt, really is crossing that line. You know?" She smirks and looks over to T'las. "What do you think? She really ought to just suck in her pride, and flirt. Wouldn't you agree?" She wanders over to them both now, taking a drink.

T'las chuckles and shakes his head, gesturing to a seat. "Come and sit down, and yes, she should flirt, cause I know she wants to. DOn't you Aura?" he asks, flashing another smile to the greenrider.

"No! Flirting is evil." Aura has her skirts pulled down to her ankles now, arms trying to wrap about her bare shoulders, and keep herself covored. "This is horrible. Why am I wearing this? Flirting -- why would I flirt? Why would anyone flirt?"

T'las chuckles again, looking to Tahliq and back to the weyrsecond. "To get someone in your furs?" he asks bluntly, grinning.

Auralia shudders. Well, someone has changed their mind. "Ugh." Then, she frowns, her eyes wide. "What am I doing? I'm getting confused again. I can't -think-." She suffers into silence. "Did I want to get someone into my furs?"

Tahliq shrugs her shoulders. "Sure, that is what you told me. You said 'Ya know Tahliq. I sure wish I could get someone into my furs' to which I said. 'You should then!'" She sits down, getting herself comfortable.

T'las hides a grin behind his drink, taking a long sip. "Well, that's what you normally do, anyways, but it looks like now you are confused..."

Auralia blinks, eyeing her clasped arms, and slowly loosening them. "Did I? Do I? Oh dear--do you want to come into my furs? No, wait. I shouldn't. It's probably a better idea for me to figure out why I'm blanking out like this, first."

T'las grins. "You're blanking out because you're proddy, and I don't know, but you usually don't object to inviting someone to spend the night..."

Tahliq goes to take another small bite of her cheese, and looks up to Auralia, and then aside to T'las. Not her conversation. "You know I'm thinking I should cut my hair. What do you think?" She runs her fingers through the copper strands. "Maybe, ear length?"

"Proddy." The greenrider repeats this, frowning. "Perhaps I am. It might explain some things." She eyes T'las, "So I don't mind, usually? Have I slept with you?" She glances at Tahliq, considering seriously, "I think you should go bald."

T'las snickers, then nods at Tahliq. "Yeah, I think it might look good, and yes to you Aura, a few times."

Tahliq stares at Auralia. "Okay, you were kinda cute'n funny before. But that jus' ain't right. Bald?" She rolls her eyes.

Auralia nods vaguely. "A few times. Was it good?" Blankly, she eyes Tahliq, "Why not? It would be fun. Different. And--You know, I'm really uncomfortable. Perhaps I should change." She eyes her dress, wincing. "Where did I get this? Ah, yes. The clothes donation bin."

T'las chuckles quietly. "Yes it was good," he answers evenly, then looks at her skirt. "What, I like it, you just aren't used to wearing skirts, is all."

Tahliq rises up, and goes towards Auralia. "How about we cut your hair bald? Doesn't that sound like a grand idea?" She moves her cloak aside to reveal the blade.

Auralia eyes Tahliq. "My hair? Bald? I could do that, I suppose. But--I don't have much hair, as it is." She frowns. She's confused, again. "So I did enjoy it? And you, too? Oh. Thanks, T'las."

T'las chuckles and looks at Tahliq. "Don't cut her hair, wouldn't look good, and you wouldn't look good bald either." He stops and smiles at Aura. "No problem."

Tahliq flips the blade from it's sheathe and says. "Alright, now you just stay right there'n still. M'kay? This won't take long." She goes to try and take some of the ear length locks, and begins to raise the blade up towards it. "Stay still. Hear?"

Auralia eyes T'las. "No. I want her to cut my hair." She nods. "I do. Yes, I do." Then. She frowns. "No -- wait! Don't cut my hair. Don't, don't." Whimper.

Sienna strides over from the Western Courtyard.

T'las laughs and stands up, putting one hand on Tahliq's blade hand. "Let's -not- cut the proddy riders hair, hmmm?" he asks gently. "I can make it up to you later, just put that blade back in it's sheath..."

Sienna walks in with a hazel stick in her left hand. She looks /slightly/ winded but thats about all.

Tahliq chuckles quietly as well and goes to put the blade back. ".. and just when it was getting to the good part. Oh well." She steps back and rolls her shoulders. "She sure is indecisive, isn't she?" Glancing again to the side, at Auralia.

Auralia crosses her hands in her lap, eyes glancing about vaguely. "Indecisive? No. I'm not. I know what I want -- I want fellis, so that Iesath won't rise." Stiffling a sob, she rises, kicking her skirts about her, and dashes for the infirmary. Good bye.

You walk toward the quiet, peaceful calm of the Infirmary.