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18.Jul.13, 10:37 AM
R’nd didn’t chase after B’jin and not just because the slamming of the door was jarring to his senses and seemed so final. He knew B’jin needed space and was slowly but surely figuring out when it was best that the greenrider have someone with him or when he needed alone time. This seemed to be one of those alone time moments and while he’d check on his lover in a bit to make sure he hadn’t started in on a drunken stupor, R’nd let him be, only frowning at the door. He had so much to think about himself.
He had been a fool to think B’jin would have been ashamed of him but at the same time, R’nd knew how snobby the man could be when it came to music and art. How was he to know if it carried over to literature and having a good education? R’nd wasn’t sure what to think about the rest of the comments made though. Perhaps later, much further down the line, he would try asking more questions to see if B’jin really was comfortable with answering them – although his sneaky lover said asking was fine but made no comment on whether they would receive answers. As to his trouble-causing poem, R’nd wasn’t all that inclined to believe the praise. After all, he had seen B’jin praise Amorandii’s art and even R’nd could tell it wasn’t that good. At least the girl tried and she loved what she did and to the bluerider, that was the most important part. With her birthday only a few days away, perhaps he’d try to get her some small pots of paint made up to encourage that passion.
The most baffling thing of all, R’nd reminded himself before he managed to sidetrack himself, was the look B’jin had given him before leaving. There was so much said without a word and it didn’t freak the bluerider out. It was reassuring, in fact, to know B’jin wasn’t mad at him and still looked at him the same way. There wasn’t anger nor was there disappointment or even mockery for his attempts at being creative. Still, R’nd felt like he had a lot to make up for to his friend and he’d take the time away from each other to figure out how to start.
Focusing back on V’ler, R’nd wasn’t sure what he was supposed to feel other than impressed at how indifferent the other bluerider had been the entire time. He should have been mad at V’ler for upsetting B’jin, and he supposed he was on some level, but the gratitude was too strong. V’ler helped him improve his skills and even his meddling had helped B’jin and R’nd communicate a bit more, learning more about each other when they likely wouldn’t have reached that point for quite some time on their own. “B’jin deserves better than being duped like that. I know it’ll be hard but try not to mess with his life on any level again.” R’nd spoke calmly, any threats and glares that usually came when he was protecting someone important to him were lacking since in this case he knew V’ler meant well and they all could eventually get over it. “Probably best we forget the idea to put music to that as well.”
Hesitating for only a moment more, R’nd finally made a decision and didn’t head out the door like B’jin had – or rather, in the direction B’jin had since R’nd had no intentions of slamming doors and stomping. “So, what else are we working on today?” Larrikith said it was okay to keep going with the lessons and while R’nd knew he’d never be Harper material, he wanted to keep learning about the writing styles and even V’ler’s past jobs.
As he waited to hear what the plan was, R’nd retrieved the forgotten paper and stared at it a moment before shaking his head. “It’s only words,” he whispered, more to himself, lost in thought once more over good intentions going bad, “but words are all I have.”
He had been a fool to think B’jin would have been ashamed of him but at the same time, R’nd knew how snobby the man could be when it came to music and art. How was he to know if it carried over to literature and having a good education? R’nd wasn’t sure what to think about the rest of the comments made though. Perhaps later, much further down the line, he would try asking more questions to see if B’jin really was comfortable with answering them – although his sneaky lover said asking was fine but made no comment on whether they would receive answers. As to his trouble-causing poem, R’nd wasn’t all that inclined to believe the praise. After all, he had seen B’jin praise Amorandii’s art and even R’nd could tell it wasn’t that good. At least the girl tried and she loved what she did and to the bluerider, that was the most important part. With her birthday only a few days away, perhaps he’d try to get her some small pots of paint made up to encourage that passion.
The most baffling thing of all, R’nd reminded himself before he managed to sidetrack himself, was the look B’jin had given him before leaving. There was so much said without a word and it didn’t freak the bluerider out. It was reassuring, in fact, to know B’jin wasn’t mad at him and still looked at him the same way. There wasn’t anger nor was there disappointment or even mockery for his attempts at being creative. Still, R’nd felt like he had a lot to make up for to his friend and he’d take the time away from each other to figure out how to start.
Focusing back on V’ler, R’nd wasn’t sure what he was supposed to feel other than impressed at how indifferent the other bluerider had been the entire time. He should have been mad at V’ler for upsetting B’jin, and he supposed he was on some level, but the gratitude was too strong. V’ler helped him improve his skills and even his meddling had helped B’jin and R’nd communicate a bit more, learning more about each other when they likely wouldn’t have reached that point for quite some time on their own. “B’jin deserves better than being duped like that. I know it’ll be hard but try not to mess with his life on any level again.” R’nd spoke calmly, any threats and glares that usually came when he was protecting someone important to him were lacking since in this case he knew V’ler meant well and they all could eventually get over it. “Probably best we forget the idea to put music to that as well.”
Hesitating for only a moment more, R’nd finally made a decision and didn’t head out the door like B’jin had – or rather, in the direction B’jin had since R’nd had no intentions of slamming doors and stomping. “So, what else are we working on today?” Larrikith said it was okay to keep going with the lessons and while R’nd knew he’d never be Harper material, he wanted to keep learning about the writing styles and even V’ler’s past jobs.
As he waited to hear what the plan was, R’nd retrieved the forgotten paper and stared at it a moment before shaking his head. “It’s only words,” he whispered, more to himself, lost in thought once more over good intentions going bad, “but words are all I have.”
