18.May.13, 07:37 PM
B'jin's reassurances fell on deaf ears, at least until the part about wings. Talian found himself grinning a bit as he reached down to pet Khaduceth's soft hide some more. "Maybe it's good that we suck, then," he muttered with grim humor. He hated being bad at things, even things he hadn't particularly wanted to do from the start. Khauceth didn't appreciate the sentiment, because in his eyes, they far from sucked. They were just a little behind,was all...which was a perfectly acceptable excuse when they had much better things to be doing.
"Khaduceth hates it," Talian went on. He continued to stroke the dragon's hide lovingly, but most of his attention stayed on B'jin. "He always says he'd rather me stay and do an extra shift at the healing hall instead. At first I thought it was just to appease me, but I think he likes watching."I do like watching Kkhaduceth interjected loftily. Of course he liked watching. Talian was the best, and that job was so much more important than being another one of the Weyrleader's faceless flunkies! S'kef and Tyrrisath could go fly themselves, old bastards...
Kkhaduceth's mild grumpiness brought a smile to his rider's face. It was endearing, how smug and high-and-mighty the brown dragon could be. I love you T'lian whispered, glancing towards B'jin. His smile slowly faded. "Thank you, by the way. For the er...dramatizing," he said. B'jin always had gone out of his way to look after the boy, and he couldn't thank the greenrider enough for it. "You're a life-saver, you know that?" The only thing B'jin had failed to save Talian from since the unofficial adoption was Khaduceth, and by now he was convinced that the dragon could have crawled across the whole weyr to find him, anyhow.
Tal stood up, then approached B'jin for a hug. "Dad? Can I ask you a question?"
"Khaduceth hates it," Talian went on. He continued to stroke the dragon's hide lovingly, but most of his attention stayed on B'jin. "He always says he'd rather me stay and do an extra shift at the healing hall instead. At first I thought it was just to appease me, but I think he likes watching."
Kkhaduceth's mild grumpiness brought a smile to his rider's face. It was endearing, how smug and high-and-mighty the brown dragon could be. I love you T'lian whispered, glancing towards B'jin. His smile slowly faded. "Thank you, by the way. For the er...dramatizing," he said. B'jin always had gone out of his way to look after the boy, and he couldn't thank the greenrider enough for it. "You're a life-saver, you know that?" The only thing B'jin had failed to save Talian from since the unofficial adoption was Khaduceth, and by now he was convinced that the dragon could have crawled across the whole weyr to find him, anyhow.
Tal stood up, then approached B'jin for a hug. "Dad? Can I ask you a question?"