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23.Jun.18, 08:45 AM
“Traitor,” A’tay pouted as Madiquel took up a position beside his aunt. It was honestly hard not to like her. She was pretty, confident, and made you feel at ease. He remembered his first time visiting her home with R’nd and T’ryn and being absolutely terrified that they wouldn’t like him or he’d feel left out. Minutes into the visit he wondered why he ever thought that. So it really didn’t surprise him that Madiquel had taken to her as easily. But he didn’t want her to be stuck listening to all of their fears and weeping – as his mother’s expression showed – or see him blush under all of the congratulations he knew was coming.
“Hi, everyone,” he mumbled, suddenly overwhelmed with a mix of emotions himself. He was tired, hungry, sore, and proud that he Impressed. Xyxyth nudged his good hand and A’tay absently started petting the top of his head as he considered what to say before everyone bombarded him with words and hugs. Might as well start with the obvious things. “Uh, this is Xyxyth. Xyxyth, this is my mom, little sister, little brother, aunt, dad, and B’jin who is my dad’s mate.” He eyed R’nd and B’jin briefly as he said the word and wondered if he just started a panic attack in either of them and if it would shift the attention of everyone. He hadn’t done it intentionally but if that was the result, he’d take it.
Standing behind everyone a few feet back he saw T’ryn and Casa and gave them a little wave with his bandaged hand. As they turned to leave, he wasn’t upset. He’d see them later and every day after that until at least graduation. Actually, he was relieved to have two less people fussing over him and knowing Casa, she’d tease him good-naturedly and leave him floundering to reply.
Suddenly his mother was hugging him and A’tay found himself consoling her, promising he was fine and that the Healer said his hand would be fine as well. He wasn’t entirely sure about that with how much it hurt and the brief view he had of it but he did his best to be optimistic. When he managed to break free of his mother’s grasp, A’tay willingly made his way down the line, giving everyone a hug. B’jin received one as well since he was part of the family – he’d been in R’nd’s life longer than any of his children after all.
Surprisingly he wasn’t bombarded with as many questions or concerns as he expected, though he imagined he’d hear more at a later time when the younger ones and his mom weren’t there to scare. Xyxyth seemed interested in the conversations and added a question himself here and there but observed interactions more than anything else until the Weyrlingmaster called for his class to wrap up.
A’tay smiled as he shooed them off. He knew the women and the kids had to get going but he suspected B’jin and R’nd would be back in time for the evening celebrations if not the lunch. Any reason for a party, especially if it involved someone else’s alcohol. He promised Madiquel he’d see her at lunch before he and Xyxyth trotted off after the rest of his class.
“Hi, everyone,” he mumbled, suddenly overwhelmed with a mix of emotions himself. He was tired, hungry, sore, and proud that he Impressed. Xyxyth nudged his good hand and A’tay absently started petting the top of his head as he considered what to say before everyone bombarded him with words and hugs. Might as well start with the obvious things. “Uh, this is Xyxyth. Xyxyth, this is my mom, little sister, little brother, aunt, dad, and B’jin who is my dad’s mate.” He eyed R’nd and B’jin briefly as he said the word and wondered if he just started a panic attack in either of them and if it would shift the attention of everyone. He hadn’t done it intentionally but if that was the result, he’d take it.
Standing behind everyone a few feet back he saw T’ryn and Casa and gave them a little wave with his bandaged hand. As they turned to leave, he wasn’t upset. He’d see them later and every day after that until at least graduation. Actually, he was relieved to have two less people fussing over him and knowing Casa, she’d tease him good-naturedly and leave him floundering to reply.
Suddenly his mother was hugging him and A’tay found himself consoling her, promising he was fine and that the Healer said his hand would be fine as well. He wasn’t entirely sure about that with how much it hurt and the brief view he had of it but he did his best to be optimistic. When he managed to break free of his mother’s grasp, A’tay willingly made his way down the line, giving everyone a hug. B’jin received one as well since he was part of the family – he’d been in R’nd’s life longer than any of his children after all.
Surprisingly he wasn’t bombarded with as many questions or concerns as he expected, though he imagined he’d hear more at a later time when the younger ones and his mom weren’t there to scare. Xyxyth seemed interested in the conversations and added a question himself here and there but observed interactions more than anything else until the Weyrlingmaster called for his class to wrap up.
A’tay smiled as he shooed them off. He knew the women and the kids had to get going but he suspected B’jin and R’nd would be back in time for the evening celebrations if not the lunch. Any reason for a party, especially if it involved someone else’s alcohol. He promised Madiquel he’d see her at lunch before he and Xyxyth trotted off after the rest of his class.
