Another Drink

Writers: Devin, Len
Date Posted: 10th January 2012

Characters: N'vanik, Sh'del
Description: Sh'del gets N'vanik out for a night of drinking
Location: Vintner Hall
Date: month 5, day 14 of Turn 6
Notes: Mentioned: Rhosyn, E'ril, Janani

N'vanik

"We're going out, don't argue with me." Sh'del fixed N'vanik with his
blue eyes. "Just us, two old mates, no women allowed." He nodded at
that and pointed to the big bronze, for him to get on him.

N'vanik laughed. "Well, aren't you bossy. I'm not a weyrling you know."

"Then stop acting like one and get on that dragon," Sh'del growled,
wanting to get away from the said weyrlings as quick as possible. If
they went to the Vintner Hall then he couldn't be called back anytime
soon.

Rolling his eyes, N'vanik climbed up on Loseth's offered forearm. It
was clear Sh'del needed a break, so he didn't argue anymore. Soon they
were circling above the tavern at the Vintner Hall. He wondered how
the staff would react to a Weyrleader dropping by unannounced.

Sh'del didn't speak until he had a cold beer in his hand and his feet
propped up on the empty seat before him. Taking a deep breath and
slowly releasing it, he muttered, "now_this_is the good life." He
tipped his pint to N'vanik's health before downing half of it.

N'vanik took a more reasonable sip. "I take it the weyrlings are
running you ragged?"

"No, hanging out with 42 kids with hormone issues is always a load of
fun." Sh'del gave N'vanik a dirty look. "E'ril's good
though...you should promote him over that G'len. He's never around,
that one."

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. He's dealing with some issues, but it's
at the point where I have to think about what's best for the
Weyrlings." For that matter, H'well was having issues too and with the
clutch sizes they were having he needed a stronger Weyrlingstaff.

"Well his 'issues' had better get resolved before E'ril and I are
driven to drinking." He downed his pint for emphasis.

"Have E'ril come talk to me. He's pretty much doing the job anyway so
if he wants to be Weyrlingmaster Third, I'll give it to him." N'vanik
took a sip as he considered. "Hmm, don't tell him that. I don't want
him to think it's a sure thing. I want to talk to him first."

"How about you just go and talk to him then?" Sh'del eyed his friend
like he was a child, a rather dimwitted one at that.

"I want him to come to me. I want to make sure he has an interest."

"Wimp. You don't have any trouble with the women, just think of him
as a pretty girl." Sh'del's expression said he was teasing.

N'vanik made a face. "You know I really, really don't."

"Sure you do." Sh'del's grin was evil.

"Keep your fantasies to yourself." N'vanik took a long drink.

The brownrider cocked his head and looked all the world like he was
deep in thought before announcing his verdict. "He wouldn't look too
cute in a dress, I don't think. Too big."

N'vanik barely avoided snorting his drink.

"Particularly one like what Rhosyn wore in that last Hatching. It'd
be too revealing." Sh'del took a thoughtful drink and shook his head.

"Mm, yeah. Rhosyn." N'vanik pictured the Weyrwoman in her dress,
before the wine incident.

"Hmm yes, her." Sh'del mock shook his head at his old friend before
finishing his pint and waving a hand to get the girl's attention for
another. "Did you have a thing for her when we we re all weyrlings?
I can't remember."

"I might've had a bit of a thing," he admitted.

"You explain all this to Janani yet? I heard she's a bit..miffed."
He gave his friend a wolfish grin.

N'vanik shrugged. "She knows I like Rhosyn, but that doesn't mean I'm
going to ignore her. I hope Janani can get over the jealousy thing."

"Better you than me, mate." Sh'del shook his head. Three women were
three too many to juggle like that.

"Yeah. I didn't expect things to get so ... complicated."

Sh'del merely raised his eyebrows.

"I think I need another drink." N'vanik looked around for a server.

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