20.Jan.13, 10:17 PM
“I don’t sing much in public,” Valerian pointed out before Talian started to think he was being a neglectful friend and not paying attention to his interests. “I might start changing that since I do enjoy it but for a while it was something I kept for myself when I came here.” He hadn’t exactly been punishing the Katilans by not singing for them but he had taken to the life of not having to always be a Harper-on-call and continued to let everyone think his skills lied in transcribing and composing. It certainly kept him out of teaching which he had always been shoved into back in the North and that was fine by Valerian. Except he let slip his ability to mark a paper in front of B’jin and now the man liked to get him to do most of it while the greenrider ran off to play with R’nd.
While he babbled internally to himself, Valerian let Talian babble aloud and made no attempt to stop him. He’d stop when he wanted to and it appeared his friend either caught on quickly to what he was doing or Khaduceth had intervened. The look that he was given a moment after Talian spoke randomly aloud again showed that there had definitely been a private conversation but Valerian hadn’t minded and didn’t need the silent explanation. He had his own dragon he spoke with and had been at Katila long enough to know how riders behaved when they were speaking to their dragons both privately and aloud.
“I think we all have a shot. Besides, you did already pass the most important test for becoming a dragonrider; you Impressed.” Valerian wasn’t stupid. He knew Talian didn’t want that title but he also knew that it didn’t mean you would forever be simply a dragonrider that did nothing but sit atop the dragon day in and day out. Katila was a bit odd in its set up due to situation and lack of people but Valerian had read enough of the histories to know that many riders still held other positions within crafts practiced at their Weyr. Talian could still specialise in medicine and visit patients and attend the random wing practice when they popped up as well. All in all, it wasn’t the end of the world like a few people seemed to think.
“Just keep remembering that you’re not alone in this journey. You have Khaduceth but you also have friends.”
While he babbled internally to himself, Valerian let Talian babble aloud and made no attempt to stop him. He’d stop when he wanted to and it appeared his friend either caught on quickly to what he was doing or Khaduceth had intervened. The look that he was given a moment after Talian spoke randomly aloud again showed that there had definitely been a private conversation but Valerian hadn’t minded and didn’t need the silent explanation. He had his own dragon he spoke with and had been at Katila long enough to know how riders behaved when they were speaking to their dragons both privately and aloud.
“I think we all have a shot. Besides, you did already pass the most important test for becoming a dragonrider; you Impressed.” Valerian wasn’t stupid. He knew Talian didn’t want that title but he also knew that it didn’t mean you would forever be simply a dragonrider that did nothing but sit atop the dragon day in and day out. Katila was a bit odd in its set up due to situation and lack of people but Valerian had read enough of the histories to know that many riders still held other positions within crafts practiced at their Weyr. Talian could still specialise in medicine and visit patients and attend the random wing practice when they popped up as well. All in all, it wasn’t the end of the world like a few people seemed to think.
“Just keep remembering that you’re not alone in this journey. You have Khaduceth but you also have friends.”