Logs!

Glorious Mud [October 2000]One of the first logged rp's Necha participated in. As the title says; A mudfight. (I got this log from Sora - then Sorana).
Sasha experimentally kicks her feet in the mud beneath them, watching it squelch in a satisfying manner. "Oh this stuff is lovely! Like thick gooey klah!" Inadvertantly, as she jumps up and down in a childish manner, some mud splatters over Ooorla's leg. Instead of looking mortified as she should, she falls about laughing...now the girl is plastered!!!!

Turnday Scrubbing [November 2000] Necha's Turnday starts out with mass hugging in the Living Cavern and ends up with a scrubbing of Dsalth at Ista.
P'rru takes a few steps back. Oh no. He's not huggable. He's not squishable. He's a stuffy brownrider isn't he? Yeah that's right. So he simply shrugs further into his riding jacket "Oh Auri they really don't have to....."

A TinyPlot At High Reaches [February 2001] A TP thought up by myself and Reiko-player to get Necha promoted to full guard. Very angsty, but fun to do. Lots of people suddenly got involved.
Kinecha eyes follows P'rru as he leaves and comes to rest on the figure coming in. She shrinks back into the shadows, as much is allowed by the chair she's sitting in. "I knew it," she whisperes, her voice betraying fear.

Dragontalk [February 2001]
<<How could you imagine me? I am certainly not to be ignored..>> a pause, a shadow filtering down in your mind <<But I am going back to sleep, this patch is warm>>

Too Much Ale? [February 2001]
Kinecha lets her head underwater. Hot water, not the best way to get sober fast. But at least now her hair was wet, right? "You got the dye," she asks of Reiko her eyes swimming and trying to focus, both from alcohol and steam. "This'll be beautiful, dontcha think?" Yup, newly appointed guard has now completely convinced herself that orange hair is a great thing.

Impressing a Firelizard [February 2001] The hatching was based on Shakespeare and turned out to be rather poetic.
Kinecha has found her place, and would happily show the brown his. The world certainly is a big place, but there are also places to be calm and settled. In the north is such a place, little one. A place to be happy and have no worries. "You're not lost now, are you little one?" she tells the brown hatchling, looking worryingly at him.

Dirty, Rotten, Rude One [March 2001] Kinecha was in a very good mood that morning, right up until Aiana dragged herself into the Living Caverns, trailing soot and mud behind her, and NOT heading for the baths...
Kinecha drains her mug in one long swig, then turns back to Aiana, frowning. And she was in such a good mood just a moment ago. "Don't ya think you might need a bath?" she tells the girl, more than asking her.

Peach Pie [March 2001] Trying to ignore Aiana is never good..
Aiana turns back to Kinecha and then her finger pulls back almost effortlessly and the spoon flips...the sticky peach pie archs in the air quite nicely towards Kinecha as fast as a vtol....

E'ren on the Prowl [May 2001] Curious about male greenriders? This is the log you want to read then.
E'ren winces a bit at Khory's little klah performance, but he recovers gracefully enough. "Ah, I see. A virgin, huh? Well, you never know if you'll like something until you try it. Curiousity's a powerful thing. Especially after you've been with a few girls--you get to wanting something different." He casts a good-natured smile in the direction of the two girls, of course.

Snatched by Dsalth [May 2001] Nothing more than a scrubbing... That's what Necha thought when she agreed to come to the Lake with Dsalth and P'rru. Think again..
Dsalth shivers sending a spray of waterdroplets all over the ledge. He hunkers down immediately, almost smugly snorting to himself, shoulders drooping to allow Kinecha to dismount. Ahah, finally did it he did!

Snatched by Dsalth, rumors. [May 2001] Tekin (NPC recruit) comes looking for P'rru and finds out that rumors have spread throughout the Weyr about Kinecha 'dissapearance'.
"A mate?!" Tekin exclaims, looking more than surprised at that statement. "But..." and he's not sure if he should go on, "but, Kinecha doesn't... Well, like men in that fashion," he mumbles, still wondering why the dragon would have picked /his/ superior out of all the women in the Weyr.

Chased! [June 2001] First flight of Erzulie, Necha's green firelizard. Fun to do, even if there were only two chasers. (A bit of prelimenary RP in the caverns).
Erzulie tobbles over, landing flat on her face, puffs of angry white clouds coming from her nostrils as she rights herself, suddenly noticing the males noticing her. Whaa-aat? This will not do, and she takes to wing, trying to escape them all. Go away!

Drunken Guard [June 2001] Too much ale. Necha just can't stay away from the stuff... And things happen when you're drunk.
[...]"Why are you drunk, dearest, it's not like you..." and then the brownrider grabs the pitcher of ale and settles himself in a chair opposite Kinecha. But he doesn't take a swig, no, he's stealing it from her.

Injured Guard [June 2001] Not only did Necha injure her ankle, but also her pride, since she almost had to be carried by Tekin to the infirmary.
Hanging onto Tekin's shoulder Kinecha limps into the cavern, looking none too happy. "No, I don't need a healer," she mutters to the other guard as she slumps into the nearest chair. "I'm sure it's just a sprain... Just go get me a mug of klah," she tells the man, treating him as if he were her recruit again. [...]

Skating at HRW [June 2001] Going against healer's orders, Kinecha attempts skating (without blades) on the frozen Weyrlake.
Pyrene is unimpressed as she watches D'renn. "Don't you normally have a different suit for skating?" she shouts at him. She's heard the stories. "D'renn's got quite the reputation when it comes to the ice," she adds to Kinecha.

Candidacy
Searched! [July 2001] Necha was only going to give advise on Fallanth's new camouflage-colored riding-straps, when the brown decided that she would make a good Candidate..
"Um...Kinecha - I don't think I ever told you that Fallanth often...well..rides search. And every time he finds someone he goes into this overly protective must-keep-them-safe routine." Grinning mischieviously, she adds, "It can sometimes last for days..." Winking to Kinecha, she adds, "Unless of course, you become a Candidate. Unless of course, you like having an overprotective guard-dragon?" Salea grins, easily leaning against Fallanth's side, but not yet "rescuing" Kinecha.

Touching the Eggs [July 2001] No rest for the wicked.. Ahem, as if Necha was wicked. Anyway, shortly after being asked to Stand as a Candidate, she got the offer to come touch the eggs. Which she took, of course.
Kinecha crouches slowly in front of the International Space Station egg, running a fingertip along silvery patches, tilting her head as she breaks into a smile, forgetting how tired she was this morning. Well, Necha /was/ partial to black and blue (wonder why), so all her attention was now focused on this one particular egg. Touching it very lightly with the tips of her fingers.

Tunnelsnake Brunch [July 2001] Having been set on tunnelsnake duty, Necha came back with five fine(dead)examples of the species, which she had the cooks make into a brunch for Weyrwoman Pyrene.
Surupa waves a hand over towards the weyrwoman, dipping her head down in respect as she does so. However, towards her other words she gives a sudden look of disgust. "/Tunnelsnake/? You wouldn't dare eat one of 'em, would you? I mean, they are just helpless 'beasts..."[...]

Sewing Party [July 2001] First Weyrleader G'deon wanted his weyr cleaned, then Pyrene wanted a hide found, but it all ended with a robe-sewing party...
E'ren seems to have been expecting guests (though admittedly, he had no clue there would be quite so many)--wine's been set out and the broom from the earlier task of sweeping has been put away. A few more glowbaskets have been set out around the chairs in the social area, quite suitable for sewing. "Welcome! Come in, please." Is he prepared for a sewing lesson or a party? It's hard to say, really.

Candidate Firelizards [July 2001] A bunch of Candidates were dragged to the Sands to 'Stand' for a clutch of firelizard eggs.
Which is scarier, rider or firelizard? Lylia sort of lurks on the sand, hopping from foot to foot while muttering. Stupid 'lizard, can't have 'em anywhere /sensible/... Rydia just sort of curls up, eyes gleaming with sinister sensuality. "No robes?" Ly just sort of eyes the candies. Shardit, she wants 'em in robes.

Bathtime [July 2001] Loosely tied with the previous log, as it happened later the same day. The Candidates are beeing leered at by riders N'sync and S'tuff.
S'tuff holds up two hands, grin widening as he appraises the guard-candie before him. "Oooh, a fiesty one, eh? I like that.." Page 102 in Circus Maximus: how to tame the shrew.. Ahem. "So tell me.. What's a gal like you doing in a place like this? Come here nekked often?" He's just cruising for a bruising, ain't he?

How to make an impression [July 2001] The Candidates congregate in the Quiet Corners to discuss whether dying your hair and walking barefoot onto the Sands will make an impression.
"Green? But why green?" the messenger-candie asks. "Why not blue?" Can't you just imagine the shaggy edges of Khor's blond locks dyed dark azure, or sapphire? They'd sap the color right up too, considering how bleached those tips are already... [...]

Visit from Ista [July 2001] First there was one, then there were two. Greenriders that is. From Ista.
Whoooooosh. Spiraling down from above is Kaith, in all her dark, morbid green-ness. The giggling rider tucked 'tween her neckridges has the appearance and behavior of one who has had a bit too much to drink, perhaps, but after neatly dismounting, she shows no more of it, instead swaggering a few steps into the center of the bowl. "It's marvelous, isn't it?" Naomi asks of her darling lifemate, who broods silently off to the side. "I agree entirely. It isn't."

Hot Klah [July 2001] Somebody's gonna feel a burning sensation in their mouth and throat.. A couple of candidates put an assortment of spices in the fresh klah.
"Poison?" Mechelle eyes Reiko with one of her famous glares, Xaner gets a glance. She stops where she is by the door and won't move until she decides they aren't doing anything /horrible/. "You better not be doing something that will get everybody in trouble..." she warns.

Rescue [July 2001] Kinecha and P'rru sets out to rescue Hynolonie from Dsalth, has a serious heart-to-heart chat, and finally gets the brown dragon to return the kidnapped Candidate.
Meanwhile, Kinecha is inspecting the cliff-face, looking for handholds and the like. Maybe they (or she) could climb up there if Dsalth didn't want to come down with the Candidate. "Y'know, he'll have to bring her down eventually. We can't have her missing the Hatching." Though she seriously doubted that the brown would keep Lonie up there for so long.

Friends? [July 2001] A log to show all ya that Necha and Reiko has buried the hatchet. If not friends, they at least decide not to ignore each other anymore.
Kinecha watches Reiko's back for a while, before replying to her comment. "But then I won't get involved with someone like you again," she says calmly, giving a shrug of the shoulders.

Candie Play [July 2001] A trip to have one last look at the eggs on the Sands, turns out to become powerplay with a dragon, then a long goodnatured chat with Khory (in private).
Kinecha is a guard. Or at least she used to be, and the skills she learned are still deeply inbedded in her. So when Khory pushes her she rolls over, gets to her knees and 'attacks' him, quickly having him pinned underneath her, his arms held to the ground, making him immobile. "Ohh, and I'd so hoped I could steal you away from E'ren," she says her voice thick with mock disappointment.