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21.Jul.19, 10:54 PM
Her dad was a Healer? He wondered how much pressure that put on Vaera and if she even really wanted to be a Healer. He could sort of relate to that given how many times over the turns he felt like people were comparing him to R’nd and if he’d be as friendly and flirty as Dad. T’ryn sometimes still wondered if he was disappointing people by being a boring bronzerider that barely even held hands with someone let alone slept with everyone that smiled at him.
“Oh, the Hall seems pretty cool. I want to say it’s not too different from the Weyrs but that’s not entirely true. The Hall seems much more… put together? Organized? Everyone seems to have a job or purpose at the Hall, but the Weyrs are still working on becoming a functional unit. I think one day we’ll be a sight to see with wings flying together and everyone with steady jobs and purpose.” A lot of people currently didn’t do anything or just floated around lending a hand when they wanted to or if it was really needed. It wasn’t horrible, but schedules would help a lot. “But I’m sure some of the rumours you’ve heard are true with us being more relaxed. I think even with wings and what not, we’ll still have a lot more freedom than Hall and Hold.”
Realising they were standing around somewhat awkwardly, T’ryn started to sit down on the ground to lean against Syrendryth’s side like he often did. But then he saw the pretty dress Mylorah had pointed out—and it did look nice on Vaera—and worried it would get dirty if she followed suit. So he stripped off his riding jacket he forgot he was still wearing and laid it on the ground beside where he was going to sit. “If you want to join me, that is. Sy’s a good place to rest against while chatting.” Syrendryth rumbled with what T’ryn took to be approval since he was still talking to the Dragon Approved girl and not messing it up too badly. Yet. They both knew there was still time since she was still with him.
“Unless you want to get back to your friends. That’s cool, too,” T’ryn quickly added, realising he may have been too forward with assuming she might want to keep talking to him. He could feel the sigh Syrendryth gave out as he settled back against the dragon’s side.
“Oh, the Hall seems pretty cool. I want to say it’s not too different from the Weyrs but that’s not entirely true. The Hall seems much more… put together? Organized? Everyone seems to have a job or purpose at the Hall, but the Weyrs are still working on becoming a functional unit. I think one day we’ll be a sight to see with wings flying together and everyone with steady jobs and purpose.” A lot of people currently didn’t do anything or just floated around lending a hand when they wanted to or if it was really needed. It wasn’t horrible, but schedules would help a lot. “But I’m sure some of the rumours you’ve heard are true with us being more relaxed. I think even with wings and what not, we’ll still have a lot more freedom than Hall and Hold.”
Realising they were standing around somewhat awkwardly, T’ryn started to sit down on the ground to lean against Syrendryth’s side like he often did. But then he saw the pretty dress Mylorah had pointed out—and it did look nice on Vaera—and worried it would get dirty if she followed suit. So he stripped off his riding jacket he forgot he was still wearing and laid it on the ground beside where he was going to sit. “If you want to join me, that is. Sy’s a good place to rest against while chatting.” Syrendryth rumbled with what T’ryn took to be approval since he was still talking to the Dragon Approved girl and not messing it up too badly. Yet. They both knew there was still time since she was still with him.
“Unless you want to get back to your friends. That’s cool, too,” T’ryn quickly added, realising he may have been too forward with assuming she might want to keep talking to him. He could feel the sigh Syrendryth gave out as he settled back against the dragon’s side.
