16.Dec.19, 07:25 AM
Kordiavis paused in what he was doing and sighed at the voice doing its best to give orders and turned around, barely containing the eye roll that A'dis deserved. He didn't know the bronzerider well, but Mylorah liked to get all of her friends to play well together so they'd spent a little time together, mostly in passing. Honestly, he couldn't recall much about A'dis other than he was Ameris' sister--which explained why he was there--and Kordiavis was pretty sure he was also the one dating the whiny female greenrider.
He really didn't have the energy to waste on an uppity bronzerider that had no clue as to what was going on. He had been raised around lords and their games so naturally he picked up a few mannerisms and tactics which meant, if A'dis wanted to be a bronzerider that day, then Kordiavis would have to be a lord. He stood a bit straighter--which didn't do much more than feel good since he was still shorter than A'dis--and crossed his arms over his chest while giving A'dis a lingering once over, as if judging his worth.
"If she didn't want me touching her crap then maybe she shouldn't have asked me to decorate her damned weyr." He stepped around the chair he had been dragging into a new place and sat down, crossing his legs and giving an almost dismissive wave of a hand to the area around him. "But if you're such an expert on your sister and her tastes, then please, be my guest and finish the task for me."
He really didn't have the energy to waste on an uppity bronzerider that had no clue as to what was going on. He had been raised around lords and their games so naturally he picked up a few mannerisms and tactics which meant, if A'dis wanted to be a bronzerider that day, then Kordiavis would have to be a lord. He stood a bit straighter--which didn't do much more than feel good since he was still shorter than A'dis--and crossed his arms over his chest while giving A'dis a lingering once over, as if judging his worth.
"If she didn't want me touching her crap then maybe she shouldn't have asked me to decorate her damned weyr." He stepped around the chair he had been dragging into a new place and sat down, crossing his legs and giving an almost dismissive wave of a hand to the area around him. "But if you're such an expert on your sister and her tastes, then please, be my guest and finish the task for me."