Little Magpie (Hinsero)

[Tashe]

She hadn't come to the Gather with the intent of being a source of entertainment but she ended up being one anyways. If there was one thing that got to Ithanna the fastest it was little kits of all species and genders. In this case she'd happened upon a crying child in the middle of the festivities, no kid should be crying when they were surrounded by bright colors! So the Greenweyrling attempted to cheer the young boy up in one of the few ways she knew how... she did a handstand. One thing led to another and she was left sitting on the ground panting, having done her own little impromptu tumbling performance. It had been a while since the Weyrling had preformed without Chicky, or now a days Iwyrth, but it was a freeing experience. Plus, the kid was happy and so were most of the crowd who had stopped to watch, a few lucky ones even got to help her with some of the tricks. After Ithanna had insisted exhaustion the watchers drifted away and she returned to blending in with the crowd.

Currently, the Greenling was perched precariously on the end of a bench that was in front of a polished piece of silver trying to pin her hair back up into the semblance of what it was before her random interlude. The clips that held her hair back had little painted daisies on their ends, these blended in nicely with her browny blond hair. Speaking of which, it was starting to grow long again... soon she'd have to fend the long strands away with a sharp cutting knife. Adjusting her necklace before being shooed away by the stall owner, Ithanna grinned at the man and hopped down, skittering away to join a gaggle of kids around the toy stall. Other than her height, she stuck out amung the children in dress. While the kids where decked out in bright livery, Ithanna was clad in black and white. Black breaches were tucked into black boots and a white tunic with black sleeves was only obscured by a thin leather vest. Which, despite her overall lack of girliness, was a soft pink color with white lacing up the front.

Crouching down next to a pair of kids, the apprentice Dragonhealer took the toy horse she was shyly offered after a few minutes. "What a nice toy. I bet its one of your favorites isn't it?" The young girl bobbed her head quietly while the boy watched the young woman brazenly. "Thank you for showing me. Here, I'm sure your Runner misses you." Ithanna smiled, returning the toy to it's mistress before wondering back off into the Gather. "Right... I was going to get Chicky and Tidus something..."

[Ruby]

Hinsero, recently of Hinsesk - he had to keep reminding himself of the Brown, or he'd continue to think of himself as Candidate Hinsero forever - adjusted his pale blue tunic as he ambled through the gather, unpinning and re-pinning his new Healer badge. He had left his baby Wher's side only to come speak with the Masterhealer, here with the contingent from the Southern Healer Hall. Master Asharra, the only healer of that rank at Selenitas, had said he'd have to talk to the Hall's masters to get his badge and knots, and the only way to get to those masters was to find them at the Gather, or visit the Hall itself. With a baby Wher, that didn't seem likely any time soon.

Baby Wher. All Hinsero wanted to do was leave, catch a ride back to the Weyr, and stay wrapped around Hinsesk for oh, six weeks or so. Having the creature in his head was some comfort (although he'd discovered that being out during the day meant Hinsesk was asleep while he was gone, and Hinsero yawned a lot), but it couldn't compete with physical contact. The Brown didn't mind, as long as the cuddling was in proper proportion to non-cuddling... everything had to be even with him, Hinsero had already discovered. Thinking of Hinsesk made the Wherling smile against his will. Unfortunately, the Rider who'd brought him here wasn't leaving until tonight, so he was stuck. Hinsero wasn't fussed, though; he might be stuck, but it was still a gather and quite exciting. He was determined to have fun.

A familiar black-and-white clad Weyrlingrider hanging around the Toy Stall caught his eye, so Hinsero wandered over, smiling at a little girl who hid behind her mother's skirts, only to peer around with a tentative smile on her own face. He fell in step with Ithanna as she left the stall, as if they'd been meaning to meet up. He knew her from around the infirmary, true, and they'd met that one time out in the jungle, but that didn't quite make up for the familiar, warm way in which he addressed her. "Hey, Ithanna. I thought that was you, pretending to be a particularly talented traveling player earlier. Making new friends?" he asked, gesturing back at the kids so his question was less of a non sequitur.