Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
29.Jul.13, 10:00 AM
"They sometimes miss people, too," B'jin put in, perhaps a little more dryly than he had intended and he smiled wryly at the girl. He didn't ofer up an explanation just yet. While it was hardly a secret that B'jin had stands impressed, he highly doubted that it was something a brat knew about. It was a rare enough occurrence that back before the plague B'jin had felt as if everyone had known and had some opinion to add to the event. Since the plague, of course, people had far more pressing issues than gossiping about how one had impressed prior to their long flight. I was simply enough that they were still alive. His smile altered to be more warm and invested as he began showing the child the next series of chords.
"If you are meant for a dragon, your dragon will find you whether you're on the sands or not." He eyed her thoughtfully for several moments. "But... Do you want a dragon, Casa?" It was rare, of course, but B'jin had met a couple of weyrbred children that hadn't actually wanted to Impress. Sometimes, they just didn't feel it was the life for them, or they were simply happy with the life they had lined up. He'd found that mostly it was a resigned attitude that came from beign close to ageing out, but it wasn't completely out of the question that the girl was simply not interested. Especially since she was a girl.
The child was bright, and full of curiosity - two traits both positive for a child of her at, but also not unusual. The intelligence was a bonus, though she would need to learn to curb in her curiosity if she wanted to really get anywhere in life. It was not easy being a girl, and B'jin was not a champion of women's rights; they had their place, and it certainly wasn't atop dragons! The idea of his little princess impressing a dragon - even a gold - made the greenrider's skin crawl. Dragon riding was a harsh, often cruel lifestyle that put men in positions they weren't pleased to find themselves in. Women were much softer, more delicate creatures. They simply weren't styled for such hardships.
All that aside, B'jin wasn't sure what colour he would peg the child for, at any rate. She didn't immediately strike him as one colour or another, and while it was true that the dragon was the one that did the searching, B'jin was usually a fairly decent guess!Do you want me to take a look? Larrikith asked quietly, and B'jin barely refrained from shaking his head. No, she's young yet. Her desires are likely to change. [larrikirth]I've always preferred older candidates,[/larrikith] Larrikith agreed mildly, ruffling her wings and changing the way she was positioned on the roof with a wriggle. Im aware, B'jin grumbled in the back of his mind, before ignoring Larrikirth's soft laugh.
B'jin turned his attention back on the young girl, replaying the series of chords again and nodding when her own fingers danced over the strings with growing confidence. B'jin loved children; many of them were sponges for knowledge - all you had to do was tip the bucket and watch them soak it all up. The light smile on his lips belied his placid pleasure for the quiet lesson.
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"If you are meant for a dragon, your dragon will find you whether you're on the sands or not." He eyed her thoughtfully for several moments. "But... Do you want a dragon, Casa?" It was rare, of course, but B'jin had met a couple of weyrbred children that hadn't actually wanted to Impress. Sometimes, they just didn't feel it was the life for them, or they were simply happy with the life they had lined up. He'd found that mostly it was a resigned attitude that came from beign close to ageing out, but it wasn't completely out of the question that the girl was simply not interested. Especially since she was a girl.
The child was bright, and full of curiosity - two traits both positive for a child of her at, but also not unusual. The intelligence was a bonus, though she would need to learn to curb in her curiosity if she wanted to really get anywhere in life. It was not easy being a girl, and B'jin was not a champion of women's rights; they had their place, and it certainly wasn't atop dragons! The idea of his little princess impressing a dragon - even a gold - made the greenrider's skin crawl. Dragon riding was a harsh, often cruel lifestyle that put men in positions they weren't pleased to find themselves in. Women were much softer, more delicate creatures. They simply weren't styled for such hardships.
All that aside, B'jin wasn't sure what colour he would peg the child for, at any rate. She didn't immediately strike him as one colour or another, and while it was true that the dragon was the one that did the searching, B'jin was usually a fairly decent guess!
B'jin turned his attention back on the young girl, replaying the series of chords again and nodding when her own fingers danced over the strings with growing confidence. B'jin loved children; many of them were sponges for knowledge - all you had to do was tip the bucket and watch them soak it all up. The light smile on his lips belied his placid pleasure for the quiet lesson.
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