02.Feb.14, 03:35 AM
A'liran knew T'ken only by association. He knew Ravana well enough to consider her a friend, but not well enough to feel close to her friends or family, and that included adopted charges. He knew the young man's face and heard plenty of stories, but Ali's opinion of the young man was in question after his unfortunate impression to a brown dragon.
It was a waste of a good kid in Ali's mind, though he hadn't yet written the young man off as a lost cause. Ali was more surprised than anything. He didn't consider a brown or bronze dragon a corrupting influence, but rather suspected that they only Impressed to potential bastards. So T'ken turned out to be a potential bastard? What a shame! It was beneficial for Ravana, at least. She wouldn't have to worry about her little ward being abused as greenriders were.
This was a generalization. Ali hadn't actually put much thought into the matter. T'ken's Impression merited a basic formation of opinion, but the greenrider hadn't thought about it since then. He didn't even notice who he'd seated himself beside at first; Bastard and Lump were distracting him with their fussing and he was fuming a bit over some bronzer's pass as his backside, so his choice of benchmate had a lot of competition for his attention.
The greenrider seated himself heavily, grumbling at his fire lizards to keep from grumbling at the bronzerider. After the pair of little bronzes took their argument onto the table, Ali threw his fist down and growled bitterly at them, sending them both off in a flurry of annoyed and apologetic chirps. Ali frowned a bit, brows furrowed and fingers drumming impatiently on the table. He looked to his left, where he saw the young brownrider and finally noticed just who he was.
"...Sorry bout that, kid," he grunted. He shrugged moodily and looked to his food.
It was a waste of a good kid in Ali's mind, though he hadn't yet written the young man off as a lost cause. Ali was more surprised than anything. He didn't consider a brown or bronze dragon a corrupting influence, but rather suspected that they only Impressed to potential bastards. So T'ken turned out to be a potential bastard? What a shame! It was beneficial for Ravana, at least. She wouldn't have to worry about her little ward being abused as greenriders were.
This was a generalization. Ali hadn't actually put much thought into the matter. T'ken's Impression merited a basic formation of opinion, but the greenrider hadn't thought about it since then. He didn't even notice who he'd seated himself beside at first; Bastard and Lump were distracting him with their fussing and he was fuming a bit over some bronzer's pass as his backside, so his choice of benchmate had a lot of competition for his attention.
The greenrider seated himself heavily, grumbling at his fire lizards to keep from grumbling at the bronzerider. After the pair of little bronzes took their argument onto the table, Ali threw his fist down and growled bitterly at them, sending them both off in a flurry of annoyed and apologetic chirps. Ali frowned a bit, brows furrowed and fingers drumming impatiently on the table. He looked to his left, where he saw the young brownrider and finally noticed just who he was.
"...Sorry bout that, kid," he grunted. He shrugged moodily and looked to his food.