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26.Sep.18, 04:27 AM
R'dal hadn't been surprised when they landed in the water thanks to his sudden movement that rocked the boat, but he hadn't expected F'drel to cling to him like he did. It was as if he... couldn't swim. Great. Not only had he insulted his friend but now he was going to kill the man by drowning him. R'dal kicked his legs with more urgency to keep them both afloat until Halomirth arrived, but it didn't seem like any amount of coaxing was going to get F'drel to transfer his hold. Somehow, he finally managed to get F'drel to transfer his hold to the dragon that seemed almost as panicked and they were drifting back to shore before R'dal even realised it.
He didn't know what to do. He upset F'drel over an assumption he had based on what he had created Hold life to be like. Now, he nearly drowned the man because he didn't know he couldn't swim. He wouldn't have suggested the boat if he had known! R'dal thought back on their friendship and suddenly felt sick as he realised he had been rather demanding in spending time together. It was always his crazy idea that got them together, always him dropping in on F'drel, always him doing most of the talking--though he did sometimes try to get the greenrider to talk about himself but it didn't always work. F'drel never came to see him. Maybe he had just been nice and tolerated him but never really enjoyed their time together. Did a lot of people feel that way about him and he never noticed?
They were midway between the boat and the shore when R'dal let go of Halomirth. "I never meant any harm, F'drel. And I'm not mad; I'd hate me too, if I were you. I kind of suck." He watched the pair move closer to shore before turning to swim back to the boat. He had borrowed the rods from someone and he didn't know who owned the boat since he took it without asking but he couldn't leave everything in the middle of the lake. Or the bottom of the lake, as was likely with the rods when he saw that the boat was flipped.
Edath had been standing alert on the shore, ready to help if needed, though it seemed everything was under control. Until his rider left the rescue party to go clean up his mess. The kid had a good heart but sometimes his head just wasn't on straight. Quietly, Edath made his way out to R'dal, arriving in time to help nudge the boat back to its proper floating position. I do not think the owner will be mad about the rods. He may be mad if you hurt yourself trying to get them, Edath didn't like the look of determination in R'dal's eyes as he spotted one of the rods on the bottom of the lake.
"I have to get them, Edath. I have to." He had messed up enough that day and old fears of disappointing his dad returned, knowing M'ris would hear about how he damaged someone else's property and almost killed a greenrider. His dad may not have cared that he didn't Impress bronze but R'dal felt like accidental murder might ruffle his feathers. At least he was confident he could get the rods. He could hold his breath for a bit and it had to only be thirty to fifty feet deep. He checked the shore to make sure F'drel was safe, took a deep breath, and dove under.
He didn't know what to do. He upset F'drel over an assumption he had based on what he had created Hold life to be like. Now, he nearly drowned the man because he didn't know he couldn't swim. He wouldn't have suggested the boat if he had known! R'dal thought back on their friendship and suddenly felt sick as he realised he had been rather demanding in spending time together. It was always his crazy idea that got them together, always him dropping in on F'drel, always him doing most of the talking--though he did sometimes try to get the greenrider to talk about himself but it didn't always work. F'drel never came to see him. Maybe he had just been nice and tolerated him but never really enjoyed their time together. Did a lot of people feel that way about him and he never noticed?
They were midway between the boat and the shore when R'dal let go of Halomirth. "I never meant any harm, F'drel. And I'm not mad; I'd hate me too, if I were you. I kind of suck." He watched the pair move closer to shore before turning to swim back to the boat. He had borrowed the rods from someone and he didn't know who owned the boat since he took it without asking but he couldn't leave everything in the middle of the lake. Or the bottom of the lake, as was likely with the rods when he saw that the boat was flipped.
Edath had been standing alert on the shore, ready to help if needed, though it seemed everything was under control. Until his rider left the rescue party to go clean up his mess. The kid had a good heart but sometimes his head just wasn't on straight. Quietly, Edath made his way out to R'dal, arriving in time to help nudge the boat back to its proper floating position. I do not think the owner will be mad about the rods. He may be mad if you hurt yourself trying to get them, Edath didn't like the look of determination in R'dal's eyes as he spotted one of the rods on the bottom of the lake.
"I have to get them, Edath. I have to." He had messed up enough that day and old fears of disappointing his dad returned, knowing M'ris would hear about how he damaged someone else's property and almost killed a greenrider. His dad may not have cared that he didn't Impress bronze but R'dal felt like accidental murder might ruffle his feathers. At least he was confident he could get the rods. He could hold his breath for a bit and it had to only be thirty to fifty feet deep. He checked the shore to make sure F'drel was safe, took a deep breath, and dove under.
