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26.Dec.17, 06:51 AM
Ayontay beamed at the thin pieces of wood before him. They were all of his finished products of the test his sort-of-but-not-quite teacher had tasked him. He had taken an interest in wood-working several turns ago which prompted him to study math harder so he could understand dimensions and figuring out how to make something the right size that was also level. It was only in recent times that someone took him in on an unofficial apprenticeship. He knew he’d never actually be an apprentice or master – unless he wanted to leave the Weyr and go to an actual Hall and that sort of scared Ayontay who loved dragons too much – but it was nice to have someone show what they knew and guide him when there was time.
He had been given a box full of scrap pieces of wood in varying width and thickness and told to practice chiselling words into them. It was to help with his control of the tool and to learn the proper pressure to use depending on the wood. Some of the thinner pieces didn’t last long as he busted through them on the first letter and others were a sloppy mess, especially when it came to carving in the curvy letters. But after weeks of practice, Ayontay saw a change in his skill and felt comfortable holding the chisel and knowing the right amount of pressure. His goal was to one day be good enough at carving figurines and that would take a lot of control with fine-tuned detailing so he didn’t mind making what were essentially signs.
Half way through the assignment was when he came up with the idea to make gifts that were simply his friends’ names. He remembered almost breaking a finger when he swung the small hammer down on the digit instead of the chisel because he made himself laugh too much with the idea of making a ‘I am your son’ sign to hold when he saw R’nd and then pass it to his half-siblings when they wanted the man to know he had more kids as well. That had been a good lesson in focus and to not let his mind wander while working.
His teacher was impressed with his progress and assured him they’d start trying 3D carving soon, though it wouldn’t be the small intricate figurines that were Ayontay’s goal. Still, learning the basic skills was always the best place to start.
He had been lucky that R’dal was at Telgar not long after finishing his projects and after giving the man his sign that was painted in blues close in shade to Edath, he had swindled a ride to Fort so he could visit some of their other friends. It was only when they landed that Ayontay gave R’dal R’dare’s to pass along as well because he wanted to spend as much time with Madiquel as he could before getting a ride home or maybe just staying with one of the blueriding friends of his.
Shadow was on his shoulder, crooning his encouragement as Ayontay walked to Madiquel’s weyr she shared with her father. He eyed the two pieces of wood he made with her in mind and wondered if he was an idiot for thinking she’d like something like this and then worried that it wasn’t up to par and looked like a kid in the crèche had slapped paint on it. He would have left, chickening out, if it weren’t for the fact that he was already outside her door. He wouldn’t know her thoughts unless he went in and found out!
Ayontay knocked and sent Shadow to go find her. He hoped she was home but foolishly hadn’t thought to send Shadow ahead sooner to find out her location. His smiled widened as he heard movement and the door opened—to reveal Jajojin. Ayontay gasped and stood up straighter, hoping he wasn’t about to get his head chewed off for coming by at such an hour. Actually, that would be preferable to being shoved off the ledge that wasn’t too far behind him. Luckily all he got was a thin smile and a confirmation that Madiquel was inside before Jajojin walked by him to head to wherever it was he went in the evening.
With a sigh of relief, Ayontay went inside, shutting the door behind him. “Madi? Your dad let me in. Hope that’s okay?”
He had been given a box full of scrap pieces of wood in varying width and thickness and told to practice chiselling words into them. It was to help with his control of the tool and to learn the proper pressure to use depending on the wood. Some of the thinner pieces didn’t last long as he busted through them on the first letter and others were a sloppy mess, especially when it came to carving in the curvy letters. But after weeks of practice, Ayontay saw a change in his skill and felt comfortable holding the chisel and knowing the right amount of pressure. His goal was to one day be good enough at carving figurines and that would take a lot of control with fine-tuned detailing so he didn’t mind making what were essentially signs.
Half way through the assignment was when he came up with the idea to make gifts that were simply his friends’ names. He remembered almost breaking a finger when he swung the small hammer down on the digit instead of the chisel because he made himself laugh too much with the idea of making a ‘I am your son’ sign to hold when he saw R’nd and then pass it to his half-siblings when they wanted the man to know he had more kids as well. That had been a good lesson in focus and to not let his mind wander while working.
His teacher was impressed with his progress and assured him they’d start trying 3D carving soon, though it wouldn’t be the small intricate figurines that were Ayontay’s goal. Still, learning the basic skills was always the best place to start.
He had been lucky that R’dal was at Telgar not long after finishing his projects and after giving the man his sign that was painted in blues close in shade to Edath, he had swindled a ride to Fort so he could visit some of their other friends. It was only when they landed that Ayontay gave R’dal R’dare’s to pass along as well because he wanted to spend as much time with Madiquel as he could before getting a ride home or maybe just staying with one of the blueriding friends of his.
Shadow was on his shoulder, crooning his encouragement as Ayontay walked to Madiquel’s weyr she shared with her father. He eyed the two pieces of wood he made with her in mind and wondered if he was an idiot for thinking she’d like something like this and then worried that it wasn’t up to par and looked like a kid in the crèche had slapped paint on it. He would have left, chickening out, if it weren’t for the fact that he was already outside her door. He wouldn’t know her thoughts unless he went in and found out!
Ayontay knocked and sent Shadow to go find her. He hoped she was home but foolishly hadn’t thought to send Shadow ahead sooner to find out her location. His smiled widened as he heard movement and the door opened—to reveal Jajojin. Ayontay gasped and stood up straighter, hoping he wasn’t about to get his head chewed off for coming by at such an hour. Actually, that would be preferable to being shoved off the ledge that wasn’t too far behind him. Luckily all he got was a thin smile and a confirmation that Madiquel was inside before Jajojin walked by him to head to wherever it was he went in the evening.
With a sigh of relief, Ayontay went inside, shutting the door behind him. “Madi? Your dad let me in. Hope that’s okay?”
