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23.Mar.13, 03:13 AM
Rhaedalyn was beside herself with worry. The weyrleader had made a shocking announcement that some didn’t seem to agree with though why they didn’t was just as shocking. He was in charge and it wasn’t like he was changing the way people lived or asking them to do something they didn’t want to do. Well, she supposed changing a name when it wasn’t wanted could qualify for that but it wasn’t like he asked people to change their profession, give up riding their dragon, or even cut their hair! It wasn’t the announcement itself that worried Rhaedalyn but the reactions of a few people. The bronzerider that seemed intoxicated should have stayed quiet. He was so close to getting punished in some way, she just knew it! After all, S’kef had punched Indivara for attacking a Candidate so what would he do for a man that challenged his rule?
R’ana stepping up as well was what truly increased the worry. Why would a woman put herself into such danger over a name? Surely her given name was pretty! Rhaedalyn loved her name and even her nickname that so many used was pretty. She couldn’t imagine herself with anything else which of course meant her mind wandered down a path of trying to come up with an honorific despite that being banned as of minutes ago. R’lyn wasn’t too bad, she decided before making herself focus on reality and not such an unlady-like oddity.
Valerian worried her just as much as R’ana since he was a weyrling about to graduate and a bluerider as well. He shouldn’t challenge a brownrider and a bronzerider! She could understand why he was upset though. The night was meant for him and his classmates and Rhaedalyn would be upset as well if her party was taken from her because someone was drunk and wanted to start a fight. Still, he didn’t have to add to the conflict!
Rhaedalyn was starting to feel weak in the knees and was thankful for her floor length pink dress she had tossed together for the night. It wasn’t nearly as fancy as Kahleena’s dress and a quick look confirmed the stitching was extremely superior to her own but Rhaedalyn loved her little dress all the same – especially now that it covered up the fact that she was about to pass out from stressing over the potential fighting. Maybe if she angled herself just right she would swoon right into R’nya’s arms. If she was going to faint, she might as well have a comfortable landing! Then again, that would be hard to do with R’nya trying to calm the situation down and then being called to escort the party to the side.
So she couldn’t faint; she could manage that. Well, she thought she could! Maybe a distraction was in order so her curious gaze would stop following her friend, the weyrleader, and the upset group. What could distract her though? What could distract everyone? It was clear she wasn’t the only one constantly stealing glances at S’kef which meant the graduating class was still being ignored on their big night.
Oh! Dancing! They had been discussing that just before the announcement had been made so what better way to return the festive mood? Rhaedalyn excused herself from her little group and scurried over to B’jin and the other Harpers on stage. “Weyrlingmaster B’jin,” she whispered his name once and then spoke a bit louder when she wasn’t heard with the first attempt. “I would like to dance right now. A song or two before the class tells us their honorifics would be ever so lovely.” Of course she didn’t have a partner but Kahleena wasn’t likely to oppose twirling their gowns around together on the dance square for all to see.
R’ana stepping up as well was what truly increased the worry. Why would a woman put herself into such danger over a name? Surely her given name was pretty! Rhaedalyn loved her name and even her nickname that so many used was pretty. She couldn’t imagine herself with anything else which of course meant her mind wandered down a path of trying to come up with an honorific despite that being banned as of minutes ago. R’lyn wasn’t too bad, she decided before making herself focus on reality and not such an unlady-like oddity.
Valerian worried her just as much as R’ana since he was a weyrling about to graduate and a bluerider as well. He shouldn’t challenge a brownrider and a bronzerider! She could understand why he was upset though. The night was meant for him and his classmates and Rhaedalyn would be upset as well if her party was taken from her because someone was drunk and wanted to start a fight. Still, he didn’t have to add to the conflict!
Rhaedalyn was starting to feel weak in the knees and was thankful for her floor length pink dress she had tossed together for the night. It wasn’t nearly as fancy as Kahleena’s dress and a quick look confirmed the stitching was extremely superior to her own but Rhaedalyn loved her little dress all the same – especially now that it covered up the fact that she was about to pass out from stressing over the potential fighting. Maybe if she angled herself just right she would swoon right into R’nya’s arms. If she was going to faint, she might as well have a comfortable landing! Then again, that would be hard to do with R’nya trying to calm the situation down and then being called to escort the party to the side.
So she couldn’t faint; she could manage that. Well, she thought she could! Maybe a distraction was in order so her curious gaze would stop following her friend, the weyrleader, and the upset group. What could distract her though? What could distract everyone? It was clear she wasn’t the only one constantly stealing glances at S’kef which meant the graduating class was still being ignored on their big night.
Oh! Dancing! They had been discussing that just before the announcement had been made so what better way to return the festive mood? Rhaedalyn excused herself from her little group and scurried over to B’jin and the other Harpers on stage. “Weyrlingmaster B’jin,” she whispered his name once and then spoke a bit louder when she wasn’t heard with the first attempt. “I would like to dance right now. A song or two before the class tells us their honorifics would be ever so lovely.” Of course she didn’t have a partner but Kahleena wasn’t likely to oppose twirling their gowns around together on the dance square for all to see.
