24.Jul.13, 07:33 PM
She looked up regretfully, mistaking his rigidity for disapproval. "I..." Her voice was full of sadness and she blinked meekly. "I just..I won't do it again. There are better options. I need to learn to reign in my temper. I made a bad decision." She didn't know the healer well, but she felt bad that she had interrupted his evening. Foresight - and better control on her temper - would have avoided this. Her thoughts grew a little fuzzier and she relaxed marginally, peeking up at his curiously.
"If you have to report it, you haveta. It was Alendor. He's such an ass." She sighed softly, her voice drifting off gently. "You are such a nice man. I wish people were nice like you."
As he carefully worked on her head, she thought about the Weyr in general. She should have known better. Fighting was something they were cracking down on. She had seen public punishments and knew better. But she couldn't help it. Bullies were the worst! Had could people even stand bullies. It was ridiculous. Still, her temper wasn't helping anyone, except that little girl.
Maybe she could ask someone for help. One of the riders? Did she know anyone who had a temper like hers? There were some riders she didn't know really well...and they tended to be more mean than anything. Maybe B'jin. He was kinda understanding. Or K'ton? Or maybe one of the workers in the kitchens. They all looked after her. Her father wasn't going to be happy about this. She sighed again, snuggling her head further into her tunic as another wave of general pain and dizziness went over her.
"If you have to report it, you haveta. It was Alendor. He's such an ass." She sighed softly, her voice drifting off gently. "You are such a nice man. I wish people were nice like you."
As he carefully worked on her head, she thought about the Weyr in general. She should have known better. Fighting was something they were cracking down on. She had seen public punishments and knew better. But she couldn't help it. Bullies were the worst! Had could people even stand bullies. It was ridiculous. Still, her temper wasn't helping anyone, except that little girl.
Maybe she could ask someone for help. One of the riders? Did she know anyone who had a temper like hers? There were some riders she didn't know really well...and they tended to be more mean than anything. Maybe B'jin. He was kinda understanding. Or K'ton? Or maybe one of the workers in the kitchens. They all looked after her. Her father wasn't going to be happy about this. She sighed again, snuggling her head further into her tunic as another wave of general pain and dizziness went over her.