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26.Mar.18, 08:40 PM
“Oh! Well, when you say it, it sounds rather stalkerish, doesn’t it?” Vessaelia ducked her head and felt her cheeks warm so quickly that she knew she had to be as red as a tomato right then. “I wasn’t… I mean, it’s not… It’s a long walk across the bowl and I saw you sitting here and was wondering why and it caught my attention.” She hadn’t purposely waited and sought them out when they were alone, though she wondered if she would have given how handsome the man was.
“I’m Vessaelia. Pleased to meet you, A’dis, Obaranth,” she curtsied with her introduction, her Hold upbringing still too engrained in her to easily forget such niceties though it did make her forget her awkwardness and embarrassment for sounding like a stalker. Her father, and now her brother, would have smacked her if she didn’t act properly before someone of higher ranking or to a man they hoped to marry her off to. She was embracing quite a few things about Weyr life but some of what she learned at home would stay with her always and Vessaelia didn’t think that was necessarily a bad thing as friendliness and politeness went a long way.
“Um, thank you. I couldn’t presume such things of Obaranth though.” Vessaelia sat down a respectable distance from both dragon and man despite her urge to curl up with them both. A’dis looked so comfortable resting against his dragon that she wanted to experience that as well. Maybe one day soon she would! “Maybe when we get to know each other more I’ll be comfortable lazing with him.” A shy smile was given to the dragon. It didn’t matter the colour; all dragons were fascinating to her and the thought of even one disliking her broke her heart.
She realised she was replying to his statements all out of order and felt a flush creeping up again. This was not going well at all! She blamed it on his eyes. They were gorgeous and absolutely vivid in an interesting shade of green she hadn’t seen before but they also seemed to notice everything about her to the point she felt naked. And wasn’t that just a lovely and distracting thought? Vessaelia started fiddling with the hem of her dress, quite aware she was being an utter social disaster before glancing back to A’dis, determined to be a normal girl that could have a normal conversation.
Or she would have been, if she hadn’t seen the fat lip she had so far missed, likely thanks to the enchanting eyes. “What happened?” She blurted out even as she went to reach for his mouth before quickly pulling her hand back and settling it in her lap. Her touch wouldn’t do anything for the cut except make it sting and he didn’t know her well enough to accept such an informal touch. An apology was mumbled as Vessaelia hoped she hadn’t offended him.
“I’m Vessaelia. Pleased to meet you, A’dis, Obaranth,” she curtsied with her introduction, her Hold upbringing still too engrained in her to easily forget such niceties though it did make her forget her awkwardness and embarrassment for sounding like a stalker. Her father, and now her brother, would have smacked her if she didn’t act properly before someone of higher ranking or to a man they hoped to marry her off to. She was embracing quite a few things about Weyr life but some of what she learned at home would stay with her always and Vessaelia didn’t think that was necessarily a bad thing as friendliness and politeness went a long way.
“Um, thank you. I couldn’t presume such things of Obaranth though.” Vessaelia sat down a respectable distance from both dragon and man despite her urge to curl up with them both. A’dis looked so comfortable resting against his dragon that she wanted to experience that as well. Maybe one day soon she would! “Maybe when we get to know each other more I’ll be comfortable lazing with him.” A shy smile was given to the dragon. It didn’t matter the colour; all dragons were fascinating to her and the thought of even one disliking her broke her heart.
She realised she was replying to his statements all out of order and felt a flush creeping up again. This was not going well at all! She blamed it on his eyes. They were gorgeous and absolutely vivid in an interesting shade of green she hadn’t seen before but they also seemed to notice everything about her to the point she felt naked. And wasn’t that just a lovely and distracting thought? Vessaelia started fiddling with the hem of her dress, quite aware she was being an utter social disaster before glancing back to A’dis, determined to be a normal girl that could have a normal conversation.
Or she would have been, if she hadn’t seen the fat lip she had so far missed, likely thanks to the enchanting eyes. “What happened?” She blurted out even as she went to reach for his mouth before quickly pulling her hand back and settling it in her lap. Her touch wouldn’t do anything for the cut except make it sting and he didn’t know her well enough to accept such an informal touch. An apology was mumbled as Vessaelia hoped she hadn’t offended him.
