31.Oct.20, 02:40 AM
Cazan was not selling the idea of being her mannequin that well and Kor’is gave her the briefest of glances to see if she was serious. Seeing that she was but that she also dropped the idea, he went back to drawing, starting on a new pair of legs, this time working more from memory of what he had been working off of previously. The sands were surprisingly quiet given the particular occupants and Kor’is started to lose himself to the sound of his charcoal dragging over the paper.
Until Cazan broke the silence once more. It was clear that Malvayth wasn’t just undisciplined but learned everything from Cazan as the woman wasn’t able to take hints, keep still, or keep quiet. “No,” he stated yet again, not sure why she was trying so hard to get him to play mannequin or to model off something she made. She had T’ryn for that and he had no desire to be in her debt for anything, even if it was called a gift. Or, in this case, a trade.
Please! I’ve told Malvayth all about your art and how cool it is. Cazan shows off her work to people and you should be proud to show off yours as well! Kor’is sighed through his nose, mouth pursed in a thin line as he tried not to snark at the dragon. You know why I don’t, Taith. While his mother had good days when he was growing up, they were few and far between and not always aimed at him. The bad days, the days where she wished he hadn’t been conceived so she could have gone between with her beloved dragon and the ones where she called him useless, pointless, and a hindrance were far more frequent. He’d taken to hiding and drawing or writing down how he felt and then burning it all before she could find it. He’d always feared she would mock him, call him weak, and say how untalented he was, or even make him feel guilty for hurting her feelings with what he put to paper.
But you finally showed Mylorah and Sh’ran! They don’t think any of those things. They like what you do! Malvayth will love anything you make her as well. She’s a very supportive friend and if you don’t care what Cazan thinks… then it doesn’t matter if she sees it. Kor’is was used to the positivity and pep talks Taith tried to give but he was getting surprisingly better at them and he sighed again as it was getting harder to argue this particular point.
“I’ll make you something, Malvayth, but I don’t need anything from your rider,” Kor’is relented, hating that he was giving the obnoxious gold something. He didn’t say when and he had to be inspired first, so perhaps he could wait until she continued to prove she could behave for more than five minutes.
Until Cazan broke the silence once more. It was clear that Malvayth wasn’t just undisciplined but learned everything from Cazan as the woman wasn’t able to take hints, keep still, or keep quiet. “No,” he stated yet again, not sure why she was trying so hard to get him to play mannequin or to model off something she made. She had T’ryn for that and he had no desire to be in her debt for anything, even if it was called a gift. Or, in this case, a trade.
Please! I’ve told Malvayth all about your art and how cool it is. Cazan shows off her work to people and you should be proud to show off yours as well! Kor’is sighed through his nose, mouth pursed in a thin line as he tried not to snark at the dragon. You know why I don’t, Taith. While his mother had good days when he was growing up, they were few and far between and not always aimed at him. The bad days, the days where she wished he hadn’t been conceived so she could have gone between with her beloved dragon and the ones where she called him useless, pointless, and a hindrance were far more frequent. He’d taken to hiding and drawing or writing down how he felt and then burning it all before she could find it. He’d always feared she would mock him, call him weak, and say how untalented he was, or even make him feel guilty for hurting her feelings with what he put to paper.
But you finally showed Mylorah and Sh’ran! They don’t think any of those things. They like what you do! Malvayth will love anything you make her as well. She’s a very supportive friend and if you don’t care what Cazan thinks… then it doesn’t matter if she sees it. Kor’is was used to the positivity and pep talks Taith tried to give but he was getting surprisingly better at them and he sighed again as it was getting harder to argue this particular point.
“I’ll make you something, Malvayth, but I don’t need anything from your rider,” Kor’is relented, hating that he was giving the obnoxious gold something. He didn’t say when and he had to be inspired first, so perhaps he could wait until she continued to prove she could behave for more than five minutes.