10.Feb.12, 11:44 PM
"I don't tend to give them the pleasure of going along nicely with their plans. If they went through the trouble to steal me away from my home, then I feel inclined to go through the trouble of making sure they regret their poorly thought out decision." Erisi spoke in a crisp tone, as if that matter for him had long ago been settled. It was the only way he really could get back at Katila Weyr for what it had done to him. He was going to be the Candidate they wished they hadn't Searched. He'd cooperate just as much of what was absolutely required of him, and then be difficult the rest of the way. Erisi really was behaving just well enough to keep himself off of Candidates Isle. His first trip there had been an unhealthy and long one - he had been doubting they'd ever let him off, and finally had gotten desperate enough that he pretended to be more settled with the idea of a new life. He was positive that at least the Weyrleader knew the level of his discontent, so he was being slightly more careful now with his behavior. It probably wouldn't take much to get him back on that sharding island.
"I am pretty sure any dragonrider who saw my finely crafted ballads would want to wring my neck, which only makes it all the more tempting to do it. Let's co-write a beautiful, mournful song about how dragonriders ruined our lives." The suggestion was given in a playful tone, which would indicate that he probably wasn't serious. But, if Valerian actually wanted to take him up on that offer, he definitely wasn't going to say no. He hadn't written a thing since coming to Katila Weyr. His muse for it had dwindled in favor for the pure emotion of anger that was now his more common emotion. Erisi genuinely enjoyed singing and playing music, but he wasn't doing much of that anymore. Maybe his muse would come back if he got happier, but that seemed unlikely.
"I am pretty sure any dragonrider who saw my finely crafted ballads would want to wring my neck, which only makes it all the more tempting to do it. Let's co-write a beautiful, mournful song about how dragonriders ruined our lives." The suggestion was given in a playful tone, which would indicate that he probably wasn't serious. But, if Valerian actually wanted to take him up on that offer, he definitely wasn't going to say no. He hadn't written a thing since coming to Katila Weyr. His muse for it had dwindled in favor for the pure emotion of anger that was now his more common emotion. Erisi genuinely enjoyed singing and playing music, but he wasn't doing much of that anymore. Maybe his muse would come back if he got happier, but that seemed unlikely.