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02.Feb.12, 04:59 AM
“Of course I do,” Valerian replied matter-of-factly. He wasn’t modest and saw no need for that skill especially if the compliments were already flying. He was, however, a bit surprised that a Katilian had been the one to issue it. Sure, someone obviously saw how amazing he was and the potential he had to also Impress a dragon or he wouldn’t be standing by a river watching one be bathed but it seemed like his only jobs now were to make sure that actually did happen and to help keep the Weyr running. But a dragonrider, B’jin, had taken only a moment to show interest in him and commented favourably and not to tell him to go back to his chores.
Still as awestruck as he was at the sight of Larrikith, Valerian still remembered the manners drilled into him by his mother and sisters as well as too much time at Harper Hall and introduced himself in turn, or at least tried to, “I’m Va-” his gasp ended his name and he took a stumbling step backward as a distinctly feminine voice struck him. Even though it didn’t seem like it came from the surrounding area, green eyes still did a quick sweep of the river and he even spun around like a gullible brat but found no one to call out as the culprit of the choppy sentence he had heard. When his gaze returned to the dragon, his head tilted to the left to study her in quiet contemplation. He knew all about the amazing abilities that dragons possessed and believing he had been the recipient of such a rare treat was an easy task.
Even with patching together what he had heard and assuming Larrikith had promised not to get his guitar wet, Valerian still set down his prized, and now only, possession at his feet and attempted a casual stroll toward the pair. “I’m Valerian,” he blurted out his name once he came to stand only an arm’s length from Larrikith, realizing he hadn’t quite accomplished that reply before. His hand rose, intent to touch the creature before him but odd to his nature, he hesitated and wasn’t sure why. He had been given permission to help bathe her after all so there wasn’t any harm in doing just that or acquainting himself with the feel of a dragon’s hide.
Still as awestruck as he was at the sight of Larrikith, Valerian still remembered the manners drilled into him by his mother and sisters as well as too much time at Harper Hall and introduced himself in turn, or at least tried to, “I’m Va-” his gasp ended his name and he took a stumbling step backward as a distinctly feminine voice struck him. Even though it didn’t seem like it came from the surrounding area, green eyes still did a quick sweep of the river and he even spun around like a gullible brat but found no one to call out as the culprit of the choppy sentence he had heard. When his gaze returned to the dragon, his head tilted to the left to study her in quiet contemplation. He knew all about the amazing abilities that dragons possessed and believing he had been the recipient of such a rare treat was an easy task.
Even with patching together what he had heard and assuming Larrikith had promised not to get his guitar wet, Valerian still set down his prized, and now only, possession at his feet and attempted a casual stroll toward the pair. “I’m Valerian,” he blurted out his name once he came to stand only an arm’s length from Larrikith, realizing he hadn’t quite accomplished that reply before. His hand rose, intent to touch the creature before him but odd to his nature, he hesitated and wasn’t sure why. He had been given permission to help bathe her after all so there wasn’t any harm in doing just that or acquainting himself with the feel of a dragon’s hide.
