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02.Jul.21, 06:22 PM
Kor’is always held an odd view of Hatchings. As a child, he thought they sounded amazing; magical even. When the dragons returned and he finally got his mother to return to the Weyr as well, they lost some of their appeal. They were a lot more violent than he expected and to be quite honest, boring. He attended his first few in the stands, casually spectating before that became boring and his secret desire to have a dragon urged him to Stand. That ended up being a lot of mental abuse from the damned Touchings and being up close with the violence and danger didn’t thrill him either.
And just when he decided he wasn’t going to Stand anymore, I came along! Taith’s excitement nearly bowled Kor’is over and he rubbed at his temples. “Inside voice, kiddo.” Technically, Taith was always inside his head so a quieter volume regardless of their location was preferred but it was still a lesson they were working on and Kor’is was happy to work with pointing out a roof meant softer tones.
He only continued to attend the Hatchings because Mylorah was still Standing and she was one of the few people he actually liked and not just tolerated. He also knew it would break her heart if he didn’t show which meant she’d likely pout and then punch him in the arm. Neither was appealing, though after fighting with Cazan, he could handle Mylorah’s punches. Probably.
There was just one stop he had to make before they could go. It took several minutes of staring the man down and pointing out how he would disappoint the girl they both liked but finally Fetch agreed (with a lot of pouting of his own) to go to Benden Weyr with him. Kor’is didn’t even know why he took up the task. T’ryn had made the comment not too long ago and Kor’is, caught in some weird moment of kindness that he didn’t understand, said he would take care of it and get the kid there.
And he succeeded as they landed in Benden. Kor’is didn’t really want to baby-sit Fetch the entire time and so led him to Mylorah’s family before sitting a couple of rows behind them. He almost looked like he was being social and that had to count for something.
And just when he decided he wasn’t going to Stand anymore, I came along! Taith’s excitement nearly bowled Kor’is over and he rubbed at his temples. “Inside voice, kiddo.” Technically, Taith was always inside his head so a quieter volume regardless of their location was preferred but it was still a lesson they were working on and Kor’is was happy to work with pointing out a roof meant softer tones.
He only continued to attend the Hatchings because Mylorah was still Standing and she was one of the few people he actually liked and not just tolerated. He also knew it would break her heart if he didn’t show which meant she’d likely pout and then punch him in the arm. Neither was appealing, though after fighting with Cazan, he could handle Mylorah’s punches. Probably.
There was just one stop he had to make before they could go. It took several minutes of staring the man down and pointing out how he would disappoint the girl they both liked but finally Fetch agreed (with a lot of pouting of his own) to go to Benden Weyr with him. Kor’is didn’t even know why he took up the task. T’ryn had made the comment not too long ago and Kor’is, caught in some weird moment of kindness that he didn’t understand, said he would take care of it and get the kid there.
And he succeeded as they landed in Benden. Kor’is didn’t really want to baby-sit Fetch the entire time and so led him to Mylorah’s family before sitting a couple of rows behind them. He almost looked like he was being social and that had to count for something.
