09.Jun.18, 01:53 AM
Misharan ‘hmn’ed and tilted his head to the side in thought. He liked R’dal, the bluerider was fun and it had been nice getting to know him while the Candidates were milling around at Ista in anticipation of the Hatching. He was also cute, which didn’t hurt in the slightest. R’dal also seemed like the type to not make it weird if you slept together and wanted to continue being friends, or even make it weird if he rejected your advances. Misharan loved when people didn’t make it weird. If the opportunity presented himself, Misha figured he’d go for it. Hopefully it would and he wouldn’t actually have to find a way to Fort.
“Oh, I know R’vi. He came to introduce himself a bit after I was Searched.” Misharan remembered he’d been nice, and it’d been nice to have someone stop by and chat when you were new to the weyr and knew practically nobody, especially someone who was willing to answer all your questions about weyrlife. There were a good number of rumors about weyrfolk and how they did things, and while Misha could tell some were absolute bullshit having someone to confirm or deny what he’d heard and elaborate on other things was extraordinarily helpful in his transition to being a Candidate. They hadn't really become good friends or anything, but Misharan had liked R’vi. “Whether I need to ask him for a ride or not, I should say hi.” Maybe let him know just how much it had helped him to have a friend and source of information when he first arrived.
“My concern is just that you know as soon as I expect him to come visit Ista will the the week he doesn’t, you know? Has no time or whatever. But if I have a plan to get over there, for one I have a plan to get over there, and for the other he’s more likely to stop by Ista. Or whatever. I dunno, bullshit superstition or whatever, but it always happens.” Misharan shrugged. “If you see him maybe tell him to look for me, yeah?” He said, winking at her.
Mylorah’s teasing confidence made him laugh and grin at her. He would have said much the same thing, if he were honest, but it was important to have a silly comeback or response. Continue the fun banter and all. “Hmn, but the point of a wingman isn’t to make getting laid easier, it’s to entertain yourself along the way. It’s much more fun trying to seduce someone with a friend cheering you on or there to hear all the sordid tales, no?” Misharan asked with a cocky smile, before leaning over to grab some of the soap sand. Might as well actually wash in the bath. And it did smell nice, though he couldn’t identify the flower scent. Maybe he should get some fun scented soap sand in the near future, could be nice. Moving on from his distraction of the soap sand, Misha continued gossiping with Mylo.
“The dating your brother thing is a bit of a damper, yeah. For you, does dating a sibling make someone off limits forever? Or could you have a thing with Casa if she and T’ryn broke up. After an appropriate amount of time passed of course, however long they may be.” He asked, wondering. He’d never had any overlapping romantic interests with his brothers, due to them being a good few turns older and exclusively invested in women, so Misharan wasn’t entirely sure how that might play out. His sister had never dated, just been given a few options for a husband and Misharan had found them all boring. “Siroll… haven’t met him, but I’ve seen him. He’s handsome enough. How long’s he been here? I’m usually hesitant about men just Searched from Holds, they have weird ideas about fucking men and can get aggressive if you flirt with them, or are just too flustered to make it worth your time.” He explained, scrunching up his nose at the thought. Thankfully, he didn’t have too many bad experiences like that, but he had heard plenty of horror stories, and a weyrbrat friend of his even had a story where some freshly Searched kid punched him in the face for flirting with him. Kid had gone on to Impress brown a few months later, and no one who had heard the story was surprised. “You could definitely go for it though,” He added, nodding at Mylorah, “And if you need any further information on the weird ideas about women and sex they teach us Holder boys, I am happy to be your informant.”
“Oh, I know R’vi. He came to introduce himself a bit after I was Searched.” Misharan remembered he’d been nice, and it’d been nice to have someone stop by and chat when you were new to the weyr and knew practically nobody, especially someone who was willing to answer all your questions about weyrlife. There were a good number of rumors about weyrfolk and how they did things, and while Misha could tell some were absolute bullshit having someone to confirm or deny what he’d heard and elaborate on other things was extraordinarily helpful in his transition to being a Candidate. They hadn't really become good friends or anything, but Misharan had liked R’vi. “Whether I need to ask him for a ride or not, I should say hi.” Maybe let him know just how much it had helped him to have a friend and source of information when he first arrived.
“My concern is just that you know as soon as I expect him to come visit Ista will the the week he doesn’t, you know? Has no time or whatever. But if I have a plan to get over there, for one I have a plan to get over there, and for the other he’s more likely to stop by Ista. Or whatever. I dunno, bullshit superstition or whatever, but it always happens.” Misharan shrugged. “If you see him maybe tell him to look for me, yeah?” He said, winking at her.
Mylorah’s teasing confidence made him laugh and grin at her. He would have said much the same thing, if he were honest, but it was important to have a silly comeback or response. Continue the fun banter and all. “Hmn, but the point of a wingman isn’t to make getting laid easier, it’s to entertain yourself along the way. It’s much more fun trying to seduce someone with a friend cheering you on or there to hear all the sordid tales, no?” Misharan asked with a cocky smile, before leaning over to grab some of the soap sand. Might as well actually wash in the bath. And it did smell nice, though he couldn’t identify the flower scent. Maybe he should get some fun scented soap sand in the near future, could be nice. Moving on from his distraction of the soap sand, Misha continued gossiping with Mylo.
“The dating your brother thing is a bit of a damper, yeah. For you, does dating a sibling make someone off limits forever? Or could you have a thing with Casa if she and T’ryn broke up. After an appropriate amount of time passed of course, however long they may be.” He asked, wondering. He’d never had any overlapping romantic interests with his brothers, due to them being a good few turns older and exclusively invested in women, so Misharan wasn’t entirely sure how that might play out. His sister had never dated, just been given a few options for a husband and Misharan had found them all boring. “Siroll… haven’t met him, but I’ve seen him. He’s handsome enough. How long’s he been here? I’m usually hesitant about men just Searched from Holds, they have weird ideas about fucking men and can get aggressive if you flirt with them, or are just too flustered to make it worth your time.” He explained, scrunching up his nose at the thought. Thankfully, he didn’t have too many bad experiences like that, but he had heard plenty of horror stories, and a weyrbrat friend of his even had a story where some freshly Searched kid punched him in the face for flirting with him. Kid had gone on to Impress brown a few months later, and no one who had heard the story was surprised. “You could definitely go for it though,” He added, nodding at Mylorah, “And if you need any further information on the weird ideas about women and sex they teach us Holder boys, I am happy to be your informant.”