28.Dec.13, 02:06 AM
Despite knowing that someone was there it still startled him when the watcher suddenly blurted out a string of questions and requests. He twitched visibly before turning around to face the speaker. Firah lowered his bow as he inspected the boy. He was what, ten turns old give or take a turn? He was tempted to completely ignore the boy as he really didn't have to interact with every person who stumbled into his vacinity, but ultimately the boy was more likely to continue to ask him questions either way. Wasn't that how kids were? He didn't know, he hadn't had the chance to find out before he was whisked off to the Southern Continent. "I learned from an Archery instructor, and why don't you ask your parents to get someone to teach you if you're interested?" Honestly he had probably been around the kid's age when he had first picked up the bow, but he wasn't about to teach some random kid to wield a weapon without some sort of parental permission of some sort.
"Aren't you supposed to be doing chores or something? Its the middle of the day, you've got to be skipping out on something kid." There was always something to do for a Weyrbrat, especially now that they had begun constructing the new Weyr. He wasn't about to rat the kid out but he didn't want to get in trouble if the boy was supposed to be doing something important. He glanced at the boy before retrieving his arrows from the target, checking each one for damage before sliding it back into his quiver. Trying to ignore the kid's presence as he shot a few more times Firah finally sighed. " Alright I changed my mind. If you can get your Ma or Da's permission I'll give you a lesson. But don't think this is going to be an every day thing okay? I got a job to do and you probably got yours."
If archery hadn't been one of his two passions the Beastcrafter might not have even considered teaching the boy at all. But turning down a kid who looked relatively excited about shooting nagged at him. Conflicted as he was, he wouldn't take back what he'd already promised. With any luck the boy would try archery and realize it wasn't for him, which would save Firah all the trouble that came from being a teacher.
"Aren't you supposed to be doing chores or something? Its the middle of the day, you've got to be skipping out on something kid." There was always something to do for a Weyrbrat, especially now that they had begun constructing the new Weyr. He wasn't about to rat the kid out but he didn't want to get in trouble if the boy was supposed to be doing something important. He glanced at the boy before retrieving his arrows from the target, checking each one for damage before sliding it back into his quiver. Trying to ignore the kid's presence as he shot a few more times Firah finally sighed. " Alright I changed my mind. If you can get your Ma or Da's permission I'll give you a lesson. But don't think this is going to be an every day thing okay? I got a job to do and you probably got yours."
If archery hadn't been one of his two passions the Beastcrafter might not have even considered teaching the boy at all. But turning down a kid who looked relatively excited about shooting nagged at him. Conflicted as he was, he wouldn't take back what he'd already promised. With any luck the boy would try archery and realize it wasn't for him, which would save Firah all the trouble that came from being a teacher.