Arinza
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Arinza sighed and rolled herself out of bed. She dressed slowly, pulling on a pair of the comfortable pants she had been supplied with. She still wasn’t used to wearing pants but she had to admit they were comfortable. Fril chirped sleepily and looked up at her. She stopped dressing long enough to gently scratch the fire lizard’s eye ridges and tell her she could stay in bed. She then pulled on a tunic and slipped her feet into her boots as Fril got up and paced about the bed before curling up again and falling back to sleep. Arinza smiled and leaving her hair loose today she padded down the hallway towards the computer room.

“Shard it,” she said grumpily and turned back around. She went into her room and grabbed a hair tie, quickly brushing her hair back and securing it in a ponytail. She’d almost forgotten how her frizzy hair liked to stick to the screens of the computers. “There, that’s better.”

She headed back down the hall, yawning as she went. Everyday was much the same, the candidates were (surprisingly) allowed to sleep in if they desired it because the morning was their computer time. The computer work substituted for the lessons, which the scientists were too busy to give them. Arinza had been Searched for the Falas Genetic Program Center’s Special Clutch and so she was living in Falas Hold rather than Falas Weyr.

Arinza opened the door to the computer room and nodded to all the people already there. She found an empty computer next to strange looking young man whom she’d learn came from Earth and had never seen a dragon until the Searchrider and his dragon had erroneously ended up before him. She’d never actually talked to the young man, and didn’t know his name but she had sat beside him and heard him telling stories to another young woman who looked to be just a little older than she was. The two of them were inseparable, or at least they were always working on the same two computers, right next to each other, and as there was strangely always a computer open next to one of them Arinza often decided to sit there.

Arinza sighed heavily and turned on the computer, reaching for the instruction manual that contained the procedures for finding the appropriate lessons. Today she would be reading about how to avoid overfeeding a voracious hatchling and the topic seemed a silly one to her. Surely you just stopped feeding them when they were full, right? How hard could it be if you could truly feel their emotions to stop them when you felt that they were full?

But Arinza read it anyway and chuckled at how hard the “lesson” made it sound. She smiled softly to herself when she was done reading it and stopped for a moment to reflect on her life. She’d never had any excitement until now and though she still didn’t have any friends here she was determined to make some, for truly her only regret was Kirfon. She frowned, wondering what he was doing and then shook her head and berated herself for even thinking of him. He’d made it perfectly clear that he didn’t want to be her friend and if he’d truly wanted to be her friend he could have come to visit her here. He’d been going home the day she left and had told her that his Hold wasn’t far from Falas. She grumbled silently to herself and tried to get her mind on a different subject.

Just then Fril appeared above her head, chittering agitatedly and circled a few times before settling on Arinza’s shoulder. She stroked the disturbed green-white’s wings down onto her back and cooed to her until she quieted. And then one of the scientists was at the door to the computer room calling them out to take care of their chores. Arinza got up slowly, careful not to disturb Fril and walked out. Today she and many of the other candidates would be sweeping up eggshells from the floor around the fire lizard egg cases. Not hard work, especially for someone who was used to doing many more chores in a day so Arinza’s mood soon improved and Fril was content to fly about her head as she got the work done all the while wondering when the dragon eggs were going to hatch.