27.Jan.19, 07:31 AM
Despite the gentle way B'jin approached her after the class, Vessaelia still felt like she was in trouble. She got that feeling a lot when B'jin or Indivara were around, though looks were typically only given instead of words of chiding. But those looks always conveyed so much. She swore they were disappointed in her, maybe for Impressing green instead of gold or that she didn't interact with Tiath that much, or just judging her for the same reasons. How could a pretty girl with all the right skills to be a goldrider end up on green? What did she do wrong? Then there was despite the fact that she was a woman and Impressed green, she wasn't as close to her dragon as was expected. Sometimes she wondered what the greater sin was; being a woman on green or not being as cuddly and connected with the dragon that lived in her head. Everyone in a Weyr was trained to crave such a bond and they couldn't understand why she couldn't complete it as well as she was supposed to.
"G-good day, sir." She stuttered a greeting at B'jin's approach which showed how nervous she was. She found herself to typically do well at speaking but when nerves got the best of her, words tripped over her tongue and caused her to end up flustered. At B'jin's offer, Vessaelia studied him closely for a moment. She believed Larrikith did want to spend time with Tiath as she had seen the elder green dragon mingle with others in the class but why did her rider want to spend the afternoon with her? Wouldn't they both like an afternoon away from their other half?
It wasn't like she could say no to him, as Tiath was also quick to point out. He is your superior, Vessaelia. It would be rude and rather impractical to turn down such an offer. It is not often young ones get such a chance to learn from their betters and you would do well to start studying about what our life will entail. Vessaelia shot a side glance to the dragon and only replied with a mental sigh. She didn't want to know what life as a lowly greenrider would be like and she never would have to learn if Tiath had been gold.
"We would like that," she smiled, which grew into a genuine one as the arm was offered to her. She took it with a practiced ease, something she missed doing from her old life. Not that many men courted her, but she did practice such things with friends and her brother used to humour her when she was young and let her cling to him as they went to the market. As Tiath went off to meet with Larrikith, Vessaelia cocked her head to look curiously at B'jin, again wondering what she was getting into. She thought to distract him from whatever it was that prompted the offer and went for the easy topic that would hopefully keep him rambling for a while. "How are you and R'nd doing?"
"G-good day, sir." She stuttered a greeting at B'jin's approach which showed how nervous she was. She found herself to typically do well at speaking but when nerves got the best of her, words tripped over her tongue and caused her to end up flustered. At B'jin's offer, Vessaelia studied him closely for a moment. She believed Larrikith did want to spend time with Tiath as she had seen the elder green dragon mingle with others in the class but why did her rider want to spend the afternoon with her? Wouldn't they both like an afternoon away from their other half?
It wasn't like she could say no to him, as Tiath was also quick to point out. He is your superior, Vessaelia. It would be rude and rather impractical to turn down such an offer. It is not often young ones get such a chance to learn from their betters and you would do well to start studying about what our life will entail. Vessaelia shot a side glance to the dragon and only replied with a mental sigh. She didn't want to know what life as a lowly greenrider would be like and she never would have to learn if Tiath had been gold.
"We would like that," she smiled, which grew into a genuine one as the arm was offered to her. She took it with a practiced ease, something she missed doing from her old life. Not that many men courted her, but she did practice such things with friends and her brother used to humour her when she was young and let her cling to him as they went to the market. As Tiath went off to meet with Larrikith, Vessaelia cocked her head to look curiously at B'jin, again wondering what she was getting into. She thought to distract him from whatever it was that prompted the offer and went for the easy topic that would hopefully keep him rambling for a while. "How are you and R'nd doing?"