Free Time Breeds Mischief (Olivia)

[Ember]

Kidem found himself with rather a lot of free time. When he could get away with it he would escape the weyr and travel back to his dolphin, Yua, but he was stuck at the weyr for a bit. So, in all his free time he'd decided to try and see how good the barracks would be for pranking. With the classic bucket of water that spilled when a door opened. He didn't really have anyone he wanted to prank just yet but since most of the other candidates were out at the time it seemed like the perfect opportunity to figure it out.

The dolphineer made a viewfinder with his hands to try and judge the distance from the door to the couch. Well, if he did a loose sack of water instead of a bucket and just held the rope from behind the couch...? Yeah, no escape or blame-pinning available in that scenario. Buckets tended to hurt though. And required a lot more work. Damn. Oh. Oh he was clever! The candidate rushed back to his trunk and rummaged around gleefully. There he found a soft leather sack that hopefully wouldn't leak too much and couple of nails. Humming he deposited the items on a table in the common room and frowned thoughtfully.

He was missing something. Something very important. The candidate sighed soulfully and left the barracks to go locate what he needed. It was a freaking cave system. Had to be a rock somewhere. By the time he found one and returned to the barracks someone else was there. Looking at his materials. "Hmm, Olivia, isn't it? If you're thinking of touching those things, I wouldn't. The bag is actually a space critter with infinite space inside and will eat you up if you touch it," he commented, tone rather serious. "And the nails are actually metal worms that will burrow into your skin and have little metal worm babies until you explode."

The blue-eyed man sauntered closer to the young girl - he figured her to be about half his age - and gave her a wink. "Unless, of course, you're trained to handle them. Like I am. I'm a secret agent in the Order of Weird Crap. Are you at all interested in seeing a professional at work, my dear?" Kidem almost felt bad for spilling his quirky sense of humour on the poor girl. They hadn't interacted really at all beyond lessons and she usually saw him in his Serious Mode. Plus, young as she was, she might just believe him. Wouldn't that be funny tragic!

[Zephyr]

Olivia had been out with Merry, Pippin, and Impala. Since losing her sight to the strange sickness that almost took her life, the little green had been somewhat depressed. Her entire life, she had thrived on seeing things. Seeing things and then passing the images along to Oliva, or Pippin, or Merry. Now she couldn’t see, at least not more than vague outlines and shadows. Liv didn’t exactly know the extent of the firelizard’s disability, but she knew it had to be pretty extreme if it was affecting the flit in the way it was. For one, she hardly left Olivia’s presence. Ever. When she wasn’t with Olivia, it was because she was glued to Pippin’s back, letting the canine tote her around. He had been terribly patient with her as of late, but even he was tiring.

This morning, the four of them had taken a walk. Liv was cradling Baby in her arms, the firelizard awake but limp and listless. Merry was hunkered down on the girl’s shoulder, ruffling his feathers lightly from the slight chill in the morning air. Pippin padded along beside, sniffing things randomly and enjoying time where he didn’t have to carry Impala around.

After returning from the weyrbowl, the girl was a little tired, and went to go put Impala on her bed. The firelizard creeled softly and curled up on her pillow. Pippin yawned lightly, stretching his body and following Olivia to the common room, where she spotted, for the first time, some weird things on the table. Walking over, she looked at them closely. “ What’s this stuff?” She asked to no one in particular. Merry squaked and fluttered his wings. Pippin yawned and fell back on his haunches, decidedly unimpressed.

It didn’t take long for the owner of the items to return, however, and Olivia jumped with a start, whirling on her heels to eye the newcomer carefully. Her first thought was how this guy knew her name. She didn’t know him. Then she realized that she did know him, even if only a little bit…so he probably just knew her from around. The girl eyed him carefully, her gaze turning thoughtful as he talked about the items. “ Really?” She said, her voice doubtful. She was a kid, but she had grown up a lot during her time in the weyr. Still, she retained a little of her naivety, and Kidem’s words interested her. Her eyes brightened at the last second and she grinned brightly up at him. “ I wanna see!” Merry chirruped, eyeing Kidem doubtfully. This didn't seem right. Pippin just flopped to the ground, tail thumping, blue eyes unwavering from Kidem's form. There's no way this man was going to get the jump on his girl.

[Ember]

Kidem noted the lack of recognition and just smiled at the girl. Good girl, not trusting strangers. Or almost-strangers. Whatever. Always better if 'brats knew their safety rules because they were usually annoying idiots otherwise. And Kidem disliked dealing with idiots immensely. Naivety and gullibility, however, were tolerable. Especially if he was in the mood to play around. The blonde-haired dolphineer smiled brightly when the girl gave in to curiosity and her not-so-inner child. "Alrighty! So. The bag dislikes the sound of people talking and won't attack so long as we keep a conversation going."

That would hopefully keep Olivia chatting as he worked. He didn't really care to be her Best Friend Forever but a working knowledge of who she was as a person would be beneficial until he eventually went back to his Crafthall. To start her off he asked, "Who're the pets? For that matter, what is that bird? I'm no bird expert but I haven't seen that type around before, I don't think." He grabbed the completely harmless, completely normal leather sack and waved it around briefly with a wink for Olivia. See, not attacking because of the talking. Cool? Very cool.

Kidem eyed the nails. To Olivia he hoped he came off as trying to figure out what to do to make sure they didn't make him explode. In reality? Well, he was trying to figure out what lie would make them safe. Ah, how about, "The metal worms are afraid and become locked in fear around water. So shall we go find ourselves a tap and fill up this bag while we have it acting like a normal bag?" He motioned for the girl to lead the way, leaving the rock and nails on the table for their eventual return.