03.Jul.13, 04:53 AM
Kira took the seat offered, missing the nasty look he gave at the sight of a book in her hands. The way he addressed her, however, got her hackles up a bit. He was calling her out for not having come see him sooner, and while she felt a bit guilty about that, she had still come! The agreement had been a sevenday, and anytime within that. She didn't owe him her time. Her fingers ran over the cover of the book, thinking that her day would be better spent reading it rather than being here. What did she care about her family tree? She was a drudge, and nothing he found would change that.
She had to fight back the urge to roll her eyes as Warkhim began to lecture. Her eyes scanned the names, following the complex chart up. There were a lot of people, and she was glad for the Harper's help navigating the relations. Kira leaned in closer, looking for her own name on the paper. Something about being a first cousin to the Lord Holder floated past her ears, but Kira couldn't honestly say that she cared all that much about what his lineage was. After all, it wasn't like she was related to the man - either Warkhim or the Lord Holder.
Before she could catch sight of it, Warkhim asked her an unexpected question. Her book? Kira grasped it tightly for a moment, debating whether to give it up to him. But it had been an innocent question, and what could she say? Kira slowly held it out for his perusal. It was sure to get some disapproval, probably earn her his scorn. The thought of that bothered her more than she could say. Kira didn't like to be judged as silly or incompetent, and he had already started down the path of assuming she was an idiot. Though... thinking on it, she couldn't really blame him. She could read and write fluently, and that was more than she could say about many of her counterparts.
"Dragons," she got out quietly, without a stutter interrupting the word. Stories and ballads about how they had saved Pern many times from Thread. Kira didn't think it was coming back soon, but the tales were terribly exciting, drawing her into her own imaginary world where Thread had already come, and she was one of the ones taking it out. The thought she had about her likelihood to ever be Searched was repressed, and Kira just gave him a vapid smile. It seemed like he thought she was a fool. She might as well let him continue to think it. No good ever came from making an enemy.
Her eyes went back to the scroll. "S-so. What ab-bout my bloodl-l-line?" Getting the attention away from her personal hobbies and interests and back onto something she was sure would interest the Harper more. He seemed like he knew something about it and wanted to share... sort of. He had dragged his heels by asking about the book, but what more could they say on that subject? Her eyes scanned it again, finally alighting on her name. There. And her siblings, as well. And her mother and father above them. Her father's line didn't seem to have anything interesting to it, though, and that made her frown. Then why did he not just come out and say that she was common stock? Not that she didn't already know that....
She had to fight back the urge to roll her eyes as Warkhim began to lecture. Her eyes scanned the names, following the complex chart up. There were a lot of people, and she was glad for the Harper's help navigating the relations. Kira leaned in closer, looking for her own name on the paper. Something about being a first cousin to the Lord Holder floated past her ears, but Kira couldn't honestly say that she cared all that much about what his lineage was. After all, it wasn't like she was related to the man - either Warkhim or the Lord Holder.
Before she could catch sight of it, Warkhim asked her an unexpected question. Her book? Kira grasped it tightly for a moment, debating whether to give it up to him. But it had been an innocent question, and what could she say? Kira slowly held it out for his perusal. It was sure to get some disapproval, probably earn her his scorn. The thought of that bothered her more than she could say. Kira didn't like to be judged as silly or incompetent, and he had already started down the path of assuming she was an idiot. Though... thinking on it, she couldn't really blame him. She could read and write fluently, and that was more than she could say about many of her counterparts.
"Dragons," she got out quietly, without a stutter interrupting the word. Stories and ballads about how they had saved Pern many times from Thread. Kira didn't think it was coming back soon, but the tales were terribly exciting, drawing her into her own imaginary world where Thread had already come, and she was one of the ones taking it out. The thought she had about her likelihood to ever be Searched was repressed, and Kira just gave him a vapid smile. It seemed like he thought she was a fool. She might as well let him continue to think it. No good ever came from making an enemy.
Her eyes went back to the scroll. "S-so. What ab-bout my bloodl-l-line?" Getting the attention away from her personal hobbies and interests and back onto something she was sure would interest the Harper more. He seemed like he knew something about it and wanted to share... sort of. He had dragged his heels by asking about the book, but what more could they say on that subject? Her eyes scanned it again, finally alighting on her name. There. And her siblings, as well. And her mother and father above them. Her father's line didn't seem to have anything interesting to it, though, and that made her frown. Then why did he not just come out and say that she was common stock? Not that she didn't already know that....