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31.Jan.12, 07:41 AM
"Yeah, I did too. Far more than I'll ever enjoy living in this place." He gestured to the room around them, though it was clear that he meant the entirety of Katila Weyr, and likely the Southern Continent as well. It was a small gesture that meant big things. Erisi wasn't adapting, not because he couldn't, but because he didn't want to. Maybe the fact that he didn't want to was obscuring the possibility that he couldn't, but that was delving far deeper into the problem than Erisi wanted to. "If anything, that's what I wouldn't miss, having so many younger siblings. I'd visit them from time to time, promptly get a headache and take my leave." He loved his family, sure, in the way where all he needed from them now was meeting up every now and again. There were too many, and Erisi's patience wore out long before the day ended when it came to visiting him.
"I spent a lot of time going back to Fort Hold, though. I could stomach seeing my family for a little while, and the taverns were always a good place to pick up some marks." He wasn't half-bad as a singer, truthfully. It was just that his personality was so rotten that it was hard to get past that to realize how good he was. Maybe that was why he earned more marks when performing in front of an unfamiliar group. They had no idea what kind of nasty personality laid underneath a somewhat attractive face.
Erisi's blue eyes lowered to Talian's hand, his brows knitting in momentary confusion. All right, shard it, there was no way at this point that Talian was being subtle or oblivious. The healer's fingers were teasing the bedsheets, and that was the last clue that Erisi needed to confirm his suspicions that he was being hit on. He could disregard Talian's personality, because there was no way any person could be so oblivious to the kind of gestures he was making. So, fine, he'd take the bait. Talian was attractive enough for Erisi to consider more with him, but that was usually the only requisite Erisi needed. Partners had to be attractive, and well, he'd tack on now that they couldn't be dragonriders either.
The slender man leaned back, crossing one leg over another as he took a sip from his bottle of wine. "Here, try some of mine," he suggested, holding out the bottle of wine for Talian to take. "I don't teach, can't stand it," he continued on with the conversation. "I sing. If you want, I might even sing for you."
"I spent a lot of time going back to Fort Hold, though. I could stomach seeing my family for a little while, and the taverns were always a good place to pick up some marks." He wasn't half-bad as a singer, truthfully. It was just that his personality was so rotten that it was hard to get past that to realize how good he was. Maybe that was why he earned more marks when performing in front of an unfamiliar group. They had no idea what kind of nasty personality laid underneath a somewhat attractive face.
Erisi's blue eyes lowered to Talian's hand, his brows knitting in momentary confusion. All right, shard it, there was no way at this point that Talian was being subtle or oblivious. The healer's fingers were teasing the bedsheets, and that was the last clue that Erisi needed to confirm his suspicions that he was being hit on. He could disregard Talian's personality, because there was no way any person could be so oblivious to the kind of gestures he was making. So, fine, he'd take the bait. Talian was attractive enough for Erisi to consider more with him, but that was usually the only requisite Erisi needed. Partners had to be attractive, and well, he'd tack on now that they couldn't be dragonriders either.
The slender man leaned back, crossing one leg over another as he took a sip from his bottle of wine. "Here, try some of mine," he suggested, holding out the bottle of wine for Talian to take. "I don't teach, can't stand it," he continued on with the conversation. "I sing. If you want, I might even sing for you."
