27.Dec.17, 08:28 AM
It had been a rough two weeks on R’nd thanks to one little mistake that led to a lot of thinking and even a bit of panicking. He had gone to Ista to visit with T’ryn and when they decided to go flying, his son went to change. Rell had come with him and in that short amount of time, his firelizard had managed to tilt his world yet again, this time by poking through a pile of papers that had been left on a table. Feeling bad for the mess Rell was making, R’nd went over to tidy up and shoo the flitter away.
In that moment, he saw something that caught his eye—‘Bluerider R’nd (Orwind)’. He tried to look away but curiosity got the best of him, especially when he saw lines connecting his name to others like his siblings and parents. Then he saw the lines coming from his name and R’nd froze. There should only be two, right? Why did he see four boxes filled in with a few more empty ones? Were the empty ones like that in hopes of having more siblings or did T’ryn know who they were? But he knew the better question that he was avoiding was, were Ayontay and Wynera truly his kids as well? Not wanting to ruin the day with T’ryn and ask him about the project, R’nd quickly pushed the papers back together and grinned sheepishly when his son came back in the room, explaining Rell was making a mess and apologizing.
Since accidentally finding out about Ayontay and his sister, R’nd had battled with himself over the truth of it. He knew he had held a couple of relationships with their mother, Tyeravi, and it was very possible they had kids together. Why didn’t anyone ever tell him outside of Volfetti? Ayyonth had been quick to point out how skittish he was and that Volfetti was the first one to tell him because she had a backbone and wouldn’t back down if he denied her and Benden. He was much calmer than he was back when a fat baby was plopped into his arms but could he handle having two more children looking to him? He figured he could but what would his family think when he showed up with two new children that he hadn’t known about? Eridella wouldn’t mind though her husband might. Pendalier definitely would look down on him but that wasn’t anything new and R’nd really didn’t care for his brother’s opinion anyway. Ayyonth had fun pointing out how dense he was since the boy had clearly been named after the blue dragon and R’nd had the decency to actually agree in quiet embarrassment. R’nd had no excuse for not making that connection, especially since the boy bared a strong resemblance to him. But as Ayyonth always told him, he had a way of ignoring what he didn’t want to see that might stir up feelings.
He went to Tyeravi after days of thinking on it to get her story on her silence and her opinion on being in the kids’ lives. She confirmed he had been flighty and twelve years ago he wouldn’t have handled being a father so she followed in Telerii’s footsteps and kept quiet. He was also told Wynera wouldn’t care either way and would look to Ayontay for his reaction and potential acceptance. As to whether he should talk to the boy, he received a shrug. Ayontay idolized him but was too afraid to be known lest it changed things for the worse. R’nd felt horrible and guilty by the time he left his former fling’s home. By the time he got home he wondered if he should just put signs up around the Weyrs stating that if they were one of his kids to please contact him for a proper meeting. He didn’t like what he had inadvertently put at least three kids through.
On a morning that he had unsurprisingly slept in thanks to a late night in with B’jin, R’nd went to the kitchen to get a leftover muffin and a cup of klah. He saw Ayontay there helping out by washing dishes and decided it was now or never. He couldn’t continue on as he had in the past now that he knew the young man was his son. It might blow up in his face but they needed to have a talk and R’nd propelled himself into action, apologizing to the workers as he asked to borrow Ayontay for a moment.
After awkwardly asking the boy if he could see him for a moment, R’nd led them out to the eating area where he settled in with his light breakfast. He nervously took a bit of his muffin and took a moment to truly look at the boy, his son. He really had been blind to notice the physical clues they were related and his guilt deepened. Why would anyone want him as a dad?
“So, uh, how’s it going?”
In that moment, he saw something that caught his eye—‘Bluerider R’nd (Orwind)’. He tried to look away but curiosity got the best of him, especially when he saw lines connecting his name to others like his siblings and parents. Then he saw the lines coming from his name and R’nd froze. There should only be two, right? Why did he see four boxes filled in with a few more empty ones? Were the empty ones like that in hopes of having more siblings or did T’ryn know who they were? But he knew the better question that he was avoiding was, were Ayontay and Wynera truly his kids as well? Not wanting to ruin the day with T’ryn and ask him about the project, R’nd quickly pushed the papers back together and grinned sheepishly when his son came back in the room, explaining Rell was making a mess and apologizing.
Since accidentally finding out about Ayontay and his sister, R’nd had battled with himself over the truth of it. He knew he had held a couple of relationships with their mother, Tyeravi, and it was very possible they had kids together. Why didn’t anyone ever tell him outside of Volfetti? Ayyonth had been quick to point out how skittish he was and that Volfetti was the first one to tell him because she had a backbone and wouldn’t back down if he denied her and Benden. He was much calmer than he was back when a fat baby was plopped into his arms but could he handle having two more children looking to him? He figured he could but what would his family think when he showed up with two new children that he hadn’t known about? Eridella wouldn’t mind though her husband might. Pendalier definitely would look down on him but that wasn’t anything new and R’nd really didn’t care for his brother’s opinion anyway. Ayyonth had fun pointing out how dense he was since the boy had clearly been named after the blue dragon and R’nd had the decency to actually agree in quiet embarrassment. R’nd had no excuse for not making that connection, especially since the boy bared a strong resemblance to him. But as Ayyonth always told him, he had a way of ignoring what he didn’t want to see that might stir up feelings.
He went to Tyeravi after days of thinking on it to get her story on her silence and her opinion on being in the kids’ lives. She confirmed he had been flighty and twelve years ago he wouldn’t have handled being a father so she followed in Telerii’s footsteps and kept quiet. He was also told Wynera wouldn’t care either way and would look to Ayontay for his reaction and potential acceptance. As to whether he should talk to the boy, he received a shrug. Ayontay idolized him but was too afraid to be known lest it changed things for the worse. R’nd felt horrible and guilty by the time he left his former fling’s home. By the time he got home he wondered if he should just put signs up around the Weyrs stating that if they were one of his kids to please contact him for a proper meeting. He didn’t like what he had inadvertently put at least three kids through.
On a morning that he had unsurprisingly slept in thanks to a late night in with B’jin, R’nd went to the kitchen to get a leftover muffin and a cup of klah. He saw Ayontay there helping out by washing dishes and decided it was now or never. He couldn’t continue on as he had in the past now that he knew the young man was his son. It might blow up in his face but they needed to have a talk and R’nd propelled himself into action, apologizing to the workers as he asked to borrow Ayontay for a moment.
After awkwardly asking the boy if he could see him for a moment, R’nd led them out to the eating area where he settled in with his light breakfast. He nervously took a bit of his muffin and took a moment to truly look at the boy, his son. He really had been blind to notice the physical clues they were related and his guilt deepened. Why would anyone want him as a dad?
“So, uh, how’s it going?”