[PRP] Game Night (Astri and Gavryl)

[Waiver]

Gavryl had just finished his assigned chores - mostly courier type tasks, running reports and requests and tallies from one department to another within the Weyr. When he'd come to the point on his list that had requested he assist with the preparation of the evening meal, he had been relieved. The kitchen worked like a well oiled machine, constantly churning out dozens of buns and rolls and liters upon liters of klah. Everyone had their place, their duties, and most worked within those constraints well or it caused the whole thing to back up.

It was elegant, as far as Gavryl was concerned, and underappreciated. Thus when it came time for him to peel and dice the root vegetables, he gladly set about the task. There was a certain... art to efficiently peeling a potato and he'd long ago challenged himself to the mastery of such art. The more efficient he could be, after all, the quicker the chore was done - and, if he did it just right, there was a minimal amount of wastage.

The task consumed a couple of candlemarks but when it was done, a sizeable pile of root vegetables had been peeled and diced just so. Of course, he eyes still stung a little from the onions and his fingers were sore from the work but it was well done and something to be proud of. Dragoriders and the other Weyrfolk would enjoy hot, fresh meals because of his work and that pleased him.

Dismissed, Gavryl took the opportunity to asses the time and found he had a few minutes to get to a planned social night among the Candidates and the Riders. A weekly game night, it was meant more for mingling but something about the games had really caught his eye - and with the Hatching just around the corner, Gavryl knew he needed something to take his mind off the tension and excitement that took turns tugging at his belly.

Thus he found himself crossing the Weyrbowl towards some of the quieter common spaces, rolling his shoulders and pondering what games he could dominate at this time - he'd been trounced in a few games last time but it had only ignited a deep urge to turn around and best his opponents in a rematch.  

[Dea and #Teddy#]

Astriana had finished her own candidate chores for the day, which had mostly been cleaning of their barracks. She had no problem with this, since it didn't take a lot of talking and she was fine with getting her hands dirty. Once she put the cleaning supplies away, she debated what she was going to do with her night. She knew there was a game night thing of sorts, but she really didn't want to go. After all, the blonde haired young woman was not a social person. It took a lot for someone to worm their way under her mental defenses. Actually, they would have a better shot if they were some kind of creature, she warmed up to them pretty quickly. Or maybe her family, her uncle and brothers could read her like a book.

After some debating, she finally decided to go to the game night, despite not wanting to be around all the people. As she told one of the eggs during the touching, sometimes one must do things they do not wish to do. Plus, maybe she could actually trounce someone, that would certainly make her day. So she headed over to where it was going to be held, her mind running through what she was going to play. She wasn't paying attention to where she was going and ran into one of her fellow candidates.