Swan Dive, Swan Song (Open!)

[Shekru]

A hand went up and drew over her mouth. The greenrider shot a look at the Weyrwoman. She was grinning, Eideen was. Despite having lost one of the best lunches she'd ever eaten, the hilarity of the situation was not lost on her. A bright cackle started and after removing the residue of salad-shooter action from her lips, Eideen lifted her head and planted a big kiss on P'rin's cheek. "Don't worry, lad, I'll replace them. At least now you can say you've had the finest that Nabol Hold has to offer! ..sort of."

Hugging her arm around the bronzerider's shoulders, Eideen turned to look at K'ael. His laughing only deepened the mad grin on her face, and the woman stuck her tongue out at him. "You know, I think that may be best, 'lest I lose my breakfast, too. Better to upchuck on him than the instrument! One of those things pays for my supper, and after this most disturbing greeting, I have a feeling he'll not be wanting my company." A hand patted P'rin's shoulder while the other loosened the case and held it out before depositing it in K'ael's hands.

[Marnark’tranarprol]

Ragule sighed, almost tiredly. His knees were aching again ... despite the efforts he'd put into them earlier in the day. They were creaky and sore, almost audibly so. But at least he wasn't having to carry his bag ... which in all honesty really was a heavy thing. He paused when he first saw the convulsion starting in Eideen's body, and then heard her blarking all over the poor young fellow that had been trying to help her.

He shook his head, stepped forward, took her instrument from her and handed it off to K'ael. "Take this." he instructed, before turning back toward the greenrider. Pulling a rag from his pocket, he handed it to her to wipe her face off with before glancing unhappily but also sympathetically at P'rin.

She definitely had a concussion.

"We need to move faster." Ragule remarked, taking a hold of Eideen's shoulder to keep her steady on her feet. "Weyrwoman, would Kaith be willing to ferry her to the infirmary?" Her dragon would have to make her own way there, naturally, but this long walk was not helping Eideen at all, and her own dragon was in no shape to be moving anything more than her own self, if that. "I do beleive this is urgent." He informed her.