10.Feb.12, 01:43 AM
"I would accept it if it weren't encoded with this idea of using my actions against me." Erisi wasn't arguing for the sake of arguing anymore, but the truth was that he wouldn't accept I'shan's apology. He didn't believe it to be entirely truthful if the man was going to hold this encounter over his head. Erisi felt cornered, trapped by the situation he had unintentionally pitted himself in. He shouldn't have struck I'shan, he shouldn't have gotten himself wound up in this fight. But, he had an unhealthy amount of resent and hatred for Katila Weyr. It was bound to boil over in multiple occasions, and I'shan had acted as the perfect catalyst for it.
"You won't," Erisi replied knowingly. There was no way that I'shan was actually apologetic enough to let Erisi off the hook. In I'shan's situation, Erisi probably would have acted the same way, but he would never admit that to himself. "You'll make me sweat this out, and then tell the Weyrleader anyways the moment I grate on your nerves. I know this game." It was what he actually expected out of I'shan, expected out of any dragonrider. They weren't on his side. If they had been on his side, he would not be stuck here, he would not be feeling absolutely miserable right now. The anger he was expressing now would have been channeled elsewhere, and would not nearly be as intense. But, they weren't on his side, and so they got stuck with Erisi's attitude.
"So, you go ahead and play it. Afterwards, I'm done being everyone's favorite toy." He didn't care anymore if I'shan told D'ren about the punch. He assumed it would happen eventually. Erisi would be burned for this, it was better to steel himself for that moment now than sweat it off. The Harper didn't care if it looked like he was backing down now, because he honestly couldn't handle anymore of this confrontation. Turning on his heels, he quickly exited the storage room, shutting the door behind him so I'shan could enjoy his victory drink in peace.
"You won't," Erisi replied knowingly. There was no way that I'shan was actually apologetic enough to let Erisi off the hook. In I'shan's situation, Erisi probably would have acted the same way, but he would never admit that to himself. "You'll make me sweat this out, and then tell the Weyrleader anyways the moment I grate on your nerves. I know this game." It was what he actually expected out of I'shan, expected out of any dragonrider. They weren't on his side. If they had been on his side, he would not be stuck here, he would not be feeling absolutely miserable right now. The anger he was expressing now would have been channeled elsewhere, and would not nearly be as intense. But, they weren't on his side, and so they got stuck with Erisi's attitude.
"So, you go ahead and play it. Afterwards, I'm done being everyone's favorite toy." He didn't care anymore if I'shan told D'ren about the punch. He assumed it would happen eventually. Erisi would be burned for this, it was better to steel himself for that moment now than sweat it off. The Harper didn't care if it looked like he was backing down now, because he honestly couldn't handle anymore of this confrontation. Turning on his heels, he quickly exited the storage room, shutting the door behind him so I'shan could enjoy his victory drink in peace.