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30.Mar.18, 10:22 PM
R’nd considered nearly everyone he met to be a friend and he liked keeping in touch with them all as best as he could. Now that multiple Weyrs were open again, it became more of a challenge for such meet ups but he still tried. It never bothered him either if they Impressed to a higher rank than him, though some of the bronzeriders adapted the idea that they were too good to socialise with a bluerider or just simply became too busy. The goldriders were actually some of his favourite to pop in on. Rhaedalyn’s innocence and ability to find enjoyment in the simplest of activities was refreshing and he stopped in at Fort Weyr regularly. Mulrissa was another woman he had tried to keep up with over the turns, finding her fun to spend time with and enjoying her charm and ability to converse about a multitude of topics.
It was why he jumped at the chance to visit her again when the dinner invitation came. They lived in the same Weyr but schedules and commitments sometimes made it hard to keep up with each other as much as he would have liked and R’nd found himself appalled at the realisation it had been several months since they had last sat down together. So he was just as eager as B’jin seemed to be to head over, and despite the greenrider’s pestering and light-hearted complaints, R’nd had actually finished getting ready first and was simply toying with his hair to keep up appearances of spending too much time in front of the mirror—though he was definitely guilty of doing such a thing far too often.
He laughed as he was dragged across the Weyr, knowing full well that it was the access to free food and wine that was motivating B’jin, likely more than the chance to spend time with a group of people, though R’nd knew the greenrider could be just as much a social butterfly as him. When they finally reached their destination, R’nd smiled warmly at Mulrissa as she greeted them and kissed her cheek when B’jin let go to scamper off to the wine.
“Good evening, Rissa-love. You look as beautiful as ever.” He grinned as B’jin returned with a glass of wine for each of them before disappearing again. The glass was held up in a small toast to Mulrissa before a sip was taken. “Thank you for hosting this evening. It’s been a while since we’ve had a nice dinner party to relax and socialise,” R’nd paused as B’jin added his own compliments and questioned who might be coming, “I also look forward to seeing who might swing by.”
It was why he jumped at the chance to visit her again when the dinner invitation came. They lived in the same Weyr but schedules and commitments sometimes made it hard to keep up with each other as much as he would have liked and R’nd found himself appalled at the realisation it had been several months since they had last sat down together. So he was just as eager as B’jin seemed to be to head over, and despite the greenrider’s pestering and light-hearted complaints, R’nd had actually finished getting ready first and was simply toying with his hair to keep up appearances of spending too much time in front of the mirror—though he was definitely guilty of doing such a thing far too often.
He laughed as he was dragged across the Weyr, knowing full well that it was the access to free food and wine that was motivating B’jin, likely more than the chance to spend time with a group of people, though R’nd knew the greenrider could be just as much a social butterfly as him. When they finally reached their destination, R’nd smiled warmly at Mulrissa as she greeted them and kissed her cheek when B’jin let go to scamper off to the wine.
“Good evening, Rissa-love. You look as beautiful as ever.” He grinned as B’jin returned with a glass of wine for each of them before disappearing again. The glass was held up in a small toast to Mulrissa before a sip was taken. “Thank you for hosting this evening. It’s been a while since we’ve had a nice dinner party to relax and socialise,” R’nd paused as B’jin added his own compliments and questioned who might be coming, “I also look forward to seeing who might swing by.”
