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18.Jan.21, 01:16 PM
The soft, supple leather was folded in a neat stack, securely tied to keep it in place, her measuring tape, some chalk, and scissors secured within one of the folds. With a huff, she picked up the bundle and tucked it under her arm and started off across the bowl, toward the weyr of a particular blue rider who had been on her mind lately. First there was the Touching, when that one egg had latched onto the memory of him, then that blue making a beeline for her at the Hatching before turning away… everywhere she looked there were reminders. Not having spoken to to the man much since the day she’d moved in to the candidates’ barracks, she had to admit she felt awful about not having sought him out sooner. Sure, she’d joined him silently on occasion on a run around the Bowl, but that had been it…
Rudi chirped in question and she shushed him, sending him to go babysit Lady and Sir with Malvayth on the sands, now that Aradissicath wasn’t brooding over her clutch to ward him off.
No, she needed to apologize for her rudeness and thank D’hys for his help. The Hatching had been an amazing experience, even though she hadn’t Impressed, and for him to have helped her get there? She truly did owe him. A pair of decent shoes intended specifically for running would and be easier on feet than the all-purpose shoes she'd seen him wearing on his morning jogs, and would hopefully be at least something to go toward the owed thanks.
If he’d take them. He was tough to get a read on. Well, there was no sense wasting worry on the ‘ifs’. The one thing she’d learned in recent months was that it seemed to be best to just try and see what happened. Just like Standing on the sands. Being a spectator didn’t get anyone anywhere. And while this was a small thing, it was one that was at least a thing that would be easier for her to start trying.
Finally getting to the weyr she’d intended, and hoping she wasn’t interrupting anything, she knocked.
Rudi chirped in question and she shushed him, sending him to go babysit Lady and Sir with Malvayth on the sands, now that Aradissicath wasn’t brooding over her clutch to ward him off.
No, she needed to apologize for her rudeness and thank D’hys for his help. The Hatching had been an amazing experience, even though she hadn’t Impressed, and for him to have helped her get there? She truly did owe him. A pair of decent shoes intended specifically for running would and be easier on feet than the all-purpose shoes she'd seen him wearing on his morning jogs, and would hopefully be at least something to go toward the owed thanks.
If he’d take them. He was tough to get a read on. Well, there was no sense wasting worry on the ‘ifs’. The one thing she’d learned in recent months was that it seemed to be best to just try and see what happened. Just like Standing on the sands. Being a spectator didn’t get anyone anywhere. And while this was a small thing, it was one that was at least a thing that would be easier for her to start trying.
Finally getting to the weyr she’d intended, and hoping she wasn’t interrupting anything, she knocked.
