18.Feb.14, 06:03 AM
Kiamyn hardly managed to keep an exasperated eye roll off of her face when the man sat down before she could answer him. She lay her sore head back on the trunk behind her and sighed, rubbing her temples.
"By all means sit down," she said with a touch of sarcasm. "It's not a good afternoon when it's hotter than the sands outside and you've done nothing but work all day" she replied, resigned and loosing the hostility from her voice, exhausted. She could already feel her muscles tightening in response to the amount of building she did that morning and knew that even if she had gone to the lake, swimming may have been out of the question.
"No one can go far when they're at Katila. Such a quaint little community as we have." Kia opened one questioning eye at the stranger. "And what has you convinced it's such a good day? Being too happy rarely gets one far either." Kia picked up her water mug and inspected it for ants before taking a swig of the warm water. This day was not turning out to be favorable to anything cool.
The man seated under her precious shade was faintly familiar. He's probably a dragon rider she thought. The weyrfolk were always seen as either brats or breeders but rarely looked upon with favor by the riders so they tended to stick together. Kia shifted uncomfortably on the ground, feeling a sliver of sunlight nip at her skin. "If I didn't know any better, i'd say the sun was thread eating at us. I'm Kiamyn, by the way." If he was going to talk to her, he may as well know her name. Kiamyn chuckled inwardly to herself for that thought, feeling as though it sounded like she was more important than she was.
"By all means sit down," she said with a touch of sarcasm. "It's not a good afternoon when it's hotter than the sands outside and you've done nothing but work all day" she replied, resigned and loosing the hostility from her voice, exhausted. She could already feel her muscles tightening in response to the amount of building she did that morning and knew that even if she had gone to the lake, swimming may have been out of the question.
"No one can go far when they're at Katila. Such a quaint little community as we have." Kia opened one questioning eye at the stranger. "And what has you convinced it's such a good day? Being too happy rarely gets one far either." Kia picked up her water mug and inspected it for ants before taking a swig of the warm water. This day was not turning out to be favorable to anything cool.
The man seated under her precious shade was faintly familiar. He's probably a dragon rider she thought. The weyrfolk were always seen as either brats or breeders but rarely looked upon with favor by the riders so they tended to stick together. Kia shifted uncomfortably on the ground, feeling a sliver of sunlight nip at her skin. "If I didn't know any better, i'd say the sun was thread eating at us. I'm Kiamyn, by the way." If he was going to talk to her, he may as well know her name. Kiamyn chuckled inwardly to herself for that thought, feeling as though it sounded like she was more important than she was.