22.Jan.13, 12:25 PM
It was strange, that the first woman in this place that Ellaira was starting to actively like as a person would be a goldrider. Growing up the daughter of a cavern woman, and later, with only a male greenrider for a companion -- well, Ellaira had taken to thinking herself far more akin to the green- and blueriders than anyone else. It was an unexpected pleasure, then, to find herself enjoying Jada's companionship. Maybe I should talk to women more often, she thought wistfully, watching the animated goldrider.
"I'd heard slightly better statistics than that," Ellaira admitted, picking at the stone with one finger. "But there's always deaths from learning between. My brother's class lost two of ten, before the plague hit." She managed to pry up a little piece of stone from the boulder, and flicked it out into the water. A fish jumped nearby, apparently thinking the little stone had been an insect of some sort. Too bad for it, though fish would have been a welcome lunch.
"It must be hard, though, being separated from the rest of the weyrlings like that. I mean, without between, you and Krypth can't take part in most standard Wing maneuvers, right? Not," she added thoughtfully, "that a gold would really end up flying with the fighters, if they're not even letting you between. Are they training you on a flamethrower?" Ellaira paused, and then made a face. "Do we even have flamethrowers?"
"I'd heard slightly better statistics than that," Ellaira admitted, picking at the stone with one finger. "But there's always deaths from learning between. My brother's class lost two of ten, before the plague hit." She managed to pry up a little piece of stone from the boulder, and flicked it out into the water. A fish jumped nearby, apparently thinking the little stone had been an insect of some sort. Too bad for it, though fish would have been a welcome lunch.
"It must be hard, though, being separated from the rest of the weyrlings like that. I mean, without between, you and Krypth can't take part in most standard Wing maneuvers, right? Not," she added thoughtfully, "that a gold would really end up flying with the fighters, if they're not even letting you between. Are they training you on a flamethrower?" Ellaira paused, and then made a face. "Do we even have flamethrowers?"