30.Oct.16, 01:56 AM
Indivara grimaced at what was clearly a dig at V’ler’s Veeth, but unusually for her, she didn’t rise to the bait – purposefully dangled or not. It wasn’t that she was against standing up for the pair, she was all too happy to do so when the occasion called for it, but she didn’t feel the need when the reason they were being poked at didn’t seem to bother the pair in question. Besides, the only time Veeth’s chasing habits bothered Indivara was when it resulted in their bed being used by some random individual; she much preferred when V’ler visited other rooms and left their bed alone; there were only so many times she was willing to walk in on V’ler and his latest bed buddy before it got annoying. And it got annoying after the first time.
Chewing her lip, Indivara shifted her weight so she was standing up once more, and was startled when she realised she’d managed to float out so the water was up around her shoulders. She made to wade her way back to shore a little, lowering the water to her armpits, before stopping and returning her attention to the topic she’d brought forth. Her discomfort was obvious in the way her eyebrows were furrowed and she was chewing on the scar across her lip. “I guess.” It was true that every dragon was an individual and it was also true that Indivara was having a lot of these same questions rehashed in her training with B’jin to be a Weyrlingmaster’s Assistant. But it really didn’t alleviate any of the stress or worry.
“Ven hasn’t shown any interest, in anyone.” Her voice was low and filled with the concerned frown that was etched across her face as she looked up at R’vi. “I’m not sure why. He won’t answer any of my questions and changes the subject when I probe.” Indivara pushed her hair out of her face, tugging lightly on a lock in an expression of her frustration, and confusion. What she really wanted to ask was if she was doing something wrong; ever since she’d Impressed she’d quit her flight mothing – though to be fair, she’d quit that after falling pregnant with Varlea – and she was genuinely worried her absenteeism was in some part to blame for Venseth’s apparent lack of sexual interest. Not that R’vi would know that without her coming right out and saying as much, since she knew everyone and their dragon thought she was mated to V’ler, and most mates were sexually active. It was a common rumour that Indivara felt more inclined to let live than kill; it added an air of safety to her life that helped her feel more secure, especially when the Weyr was full of men who thought women on dragons – and especially blue – were detrimental to the dragonrider ranks as a whole.
Chewing her lip, Indivara shifted her weight so she was standing up once more, and was startled when she realised she’d managed to float out so the water was up around her shoulders. She made to wade her way back to shore a little, lowering the water to her armpits, before stopping and returning her attention to the topic she’d brought forth. Her discomfort was obvious in the way her eyebrows were furrowed and she was chewing on the scar across her lip. “I guess.” It was true that every dragon was an individual and it was also true that Indivara was having a lot of these same questions rehashed in her training with B’jin to be a Weyrlingmaster’s Assistant. But it really didn’t alleviate any of the stress or worry.
“Ven hasn’t shown any interest, in anyone.” Her voice was low and filled with the concerned frown that was etched across her face as she looked up at R’vi. “I’m not sure why. He won’t answer any of my questions and changes the subject when I probe.” Indivara pushed her hair out of her face, tugging lightly on a lock in an expression of her frustration, and confusion. What she really wanted to ask was if she was doing something wrong; ever since she’d Impressed she’d quit her flight mothing – though to be fair, she’d quit that after falling pregnant with Varlea – and she was genuinely worried her absenteeism was in some part to blame for Venseth’s apparent lack of sexual interest. Not that R’vi would know that without her coming right out and saying as much, since she knew everyone and their dragon thought she was mated to V’ler, and most mates were sexually active. It was a common rumour that Indivara felt more inclined to let live than kill; it added an air of safety to her life that helped her feel more secure, especially when the Weyr was full of men who thought women on dragons – and especially blue – were detrimental to the dragonrider ranks as a whole.