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10.Jul.13, 04:28 AM
From booze, disappointment, and dragons running around him, Ryvian wasn’t really feeling up to seeing buckets full of raw meat and the babies eating it. Still, he only grimaced once on the walk over to where his brother was with his dragon. Nyvian’s dragon. That was a comforting and odd thought. It made perfect sense yet still didn’t seem quite right or real.
The smile was still in place, however, as right then he was thrilled for his brother. The mood would swing again later, of that Ryvian was certain, but for the time being, he wanted to bask in his twin’s happiness and share the moment with him. They seemed so natural together that it was hard for even Ryvian to recall a time without the dragon in Nyvian’s life. No, he could easily recall ten minutes before that had seen them both on the Sands watching everyone else Impress while they waited to go back to bed.
“Hi, Skorzanth,” Ryvian’s greeting ended abruptly with that. He didn’t get the chance to say anything else or to test if the dragonet would speak to him as well thanks to Nyvian. That question was so innocently asked and the glee Ryvian could see on his twin’s face was heartbreaking. Nyvian truly didn’t know he hadn’t Impressed and probably didn’t even consider it an option. One had Impressed, so why not the other?
“I didn’t Impress, Ny,” Ryvian said it simply and without hesitation. There wasn’t a need to sugar coat it or draw it out. It was a plain fact of life that he wasn’t good enough again and it wasn’t anything that could be changed and Ryvian was fine accepting it. “He’s beautiful, Ny,” Ryvian flopped down to sit before the dragonet to admire his hide some more when Ryvian frowned and looked over to Nyvian.
“Can I still call you that? What’s your new name?” Nyvian had always been there and had always been ‘Ny’ to him. Yet now it seemed Ryvian was losing the name he liked to use as well as his brother beside him at night. Nyvian would have to move to the Barracks to be closer to the class and Weyrlingmaster now and probably wouldn’t want to move back into their small hut with a large dragon in tow. That was going to be harder to swallow so he stuck with just learning the new name.
The smile was still in place, however, as right then he was thrilled for his brother. The mood would swing again later, of that Ryvian was certain, but for the time being, he wanted to bask in his twin’s happiness and share the moment with him. They seemed so natural together that it was hard for even Ryvian to recall a time without the dragon in Nyvian’s life. No, he could easily recall ten minutes before that had seen them both on the Sands watching everyone else Impress while they waited to go back to bed.
“Hi, Skorzanth,” Ryvian’s greeting ended abruptly with that. He didn’t get the chance to say anything else or to test if the dragonet would speak to him as well thanks to Nyvian. That question was so innocently asked and the glee Ryvian could see on his twin’s face was heartbreaking. Nyvian truly didn’t know he hadn’t Impressed and probably didn’t even consider it an option. One had Impressed, so why not the other?
“I didn’t Impress, Ny,” Ryvian said it simply and without hesitation. There wasn’t a need to sugar coat it or draw it out. It was a plain fact of life that he wasn’t good enough again and it wasn’t anything that could be changed and Ryvian was fine accepting it. “He’s beautiful, Ny,” Ryvian flopped down to sit before the dragonet to admire his hide some more when Ryvian frowned and looked over to Nyvian.
“Can I still call you that? What’s your new name?” Nyvian had always been there and had always been ‘Ny’ to him. Yet now it seemed Ryvian was losing the name he liked to use as well as his brother beside him at night. Nyvian would have to move to the Barracks to be closer to the class and Weyrlingmaster now and probably wouldn’t want to move back into their small hut with a large dragon in tow. That was going to be harder to swallow so he stuck with just learning the new name.
