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09.Jul.12, 09:45 AM
Valerian did his best to keep from showing his revulsion over thinking about B’jin in a sexual manner again. The greenrider was doing it on purpose, of that he well knew, but that didn’t mean he could shrug off each comment easily and ignore them all the same. He was a Harper and had a very active imagination that liked to create images out of words and B’jin was doing a wonderful job of assisting him. In the heartbeat it took B’jin to clarify he meant Benden in his lap, Valerian had already conjured up R’nd in B’jin’s lap with clothing being optional. Of course B’jin then dove right into mentioning how R’nd was corrupting the greenrider and how fun it was and it was all he could do to keep from leaving the table, quitting on life. Volfetti didn’t seem too amused by any of the rant either and mentioning R’nd in bed likely wasn’t going to earn favours since it was known exactly how that hook up had happened.
It was odd how he didn’t care one way or the other about R’nd but Valerian had to wonder if his ears were burning from how much he was discussed in rapid fire succession and if Volfetti was going to go lay into him about his parenting skills and who he associated with. Not that Valerian was fool enough to voice that out loud with the stance each side had on the matter. R’nd could fend for himself when the time came; Valerian had a feeling he was about to fall into his own situation that could be sink or swim.
He couldn’t say he was surprised at how Volfetti took the over-the-top theatrics of the older Harper or the way in which she reacted. He was just glad the protective mom didn’t try to fillet him alive for simply sitting with B’jin and partially defending him before chastising him. At the comment about B’jin’s children, his green gaze went from Volfetti to B’jin and Valerian wondered if he should get out of the way or try to play interference. The way B’jin now sat straight and stiff-backed and glared with what could possibly be called murderous intent after Volfetti’s retreating form was a tad scary. Both should have known better than to talk about the other’s children given how much they each loved them. It would serve them both a good dose of common sense to have them verbally duke it out and realise they weren’t that different despite the work ethics when it came to certain chores. Except he knew he couldn’t let that happen since it could get messy, or painful with lashings always looming over head, for both.
“B’jin,” Valerian started carefully after setting down the knife he had almost cut his fingers on during the rants, “ignore her. She’s always that cheerful and your children were born in Katila. They know firsthand what it’s like to have to work for their food and everything else for that matter.” He had yet to meet the kids in question, thanks in part to avoiding the teaching route since coming to Katila, but Valerian wasn’t fool enough to think anyone there had it easy. Even the dragonriders like B’jin and R’nd that made it seem like they had nothing but free time to enjoy however they wanted; he knew they worked as hard as everyone else to build huts, and keep the weyr running as smoothly as it could.
Larrikith! Veeth called back as he bounded over to the side of the building she was peering down at. He had been frolicking around the square, chasing after a few giggling weyrbrats that were cutting through on their way to and from class or chores. Valerian had told him not to leave the square but he was allowed to do as he wanted so long as he didn’t cause too much trouble. He felt he was being very well-behaved and having fun himself but then when Larrikith called to him, his chase was forgotten.
He craned his neck to see her and quietly hoped she would come down to see him since he couldn’t get up to see her. One day he would be able to! For now, he could only practice his exercises and hope he wasn’t the last in class to fly. Charath would never leave him alone if he was. Sitting down primly, he continued to stare up at the pretty green, head tilted as if contemplating something. Valerian’s acting a little weird but he said I’m too big to go inside the kitchen now so I can’t check on him. I think he’ll be okay though. Satisfied with that conclusion, Veeth gave a chirp to properly show his excitement at seeing Larrikith that day. What are you up to today? He knew Larrikith always had wonderful adventures and didn’t doubt today would hold one as well.
It was odd how he didn’t care one way or the other about R’nd but Valerian had to wonder if his ears were burning from how much he was discussed in rapid fire succession and if Volfetti was going to go lay into him about his parenting skills and who he associated with. Not that Valerian was fool enough to voice that out loud with the stance each side had on the matter. R’nd could fend for himself when the time came; Valerian had a feeling he was about to fall into his own situation that could be sink or swim.
He couldn’t say he was surprised at how Volfetti took the over-the-top theatrics of the older Harper or the way in which she reacted. He was just glad the protective mom didn’t try to fillet him alive for simply sitting with B’jin and partially defending him before chastising him. At the comment about B’jin’s children, his green gaze went from Volfetti to B’jin and Valerian wondered if he should get out of the way or try to play interference. The way B’jin now sat straight and stiff-backed and glared with what could possibly be called murderous intent after Volfetti’s retreating form was a tad scary. Both should have known better than to talk about the other’s children given how much they each loved them. It would serve them both a good dose of common sense to have them verbally duke it out and realise they weren’t that different despite the work ethics when it came to certain chores. Except he knew he couldn’t let that happen since it could get messy, or painful with lashings always looming over head, for both.
“B’jin,” Valerian started carefully after setting down the knife he had almost cut his fingers on during the rants, “ignore her. She’s always that cheerful and your children were born in Katila. They know firsthand what it’s like to have to work for their food and everything else for that matter.” He had yet to meet the kids in question, thanks in part to avoiding the teaching route since coming to Katila, but Valerian wasn’t fool enough to think anyone there had it easy. Even the dragonriders like B’jin and R’nd that made it seem like they had nothing but free time to enjoy however they wanted; he knew they worked as hard as everyone else to build huts, and keep the weyr running as smoothly as it could.
Larrikith! Veeth called back as he bounded over to the side of the building she was peering down at. He had been frolicking around the square, chasing after a few giggling weyrbrats that were cutting through on their way to and from class or chores. Valerian had told him not to leave the square but he was allowed to do as he wanted so long as he didn’t cause too much trouble. He felt he was being very well-behaved and having fun himself but then when Larrikith called to him, his chase was forgotten.
He craned his neck to see her and quietly hoped she would come down to see him since he couldn’t get up to see her. One day he would be able to! For now, he could only practice his exercises and hope he wasn’t the last in class to fly. Charath would never leave him alone if he was. Sitting down primly, he continued to stare up at the pretty green, head tilted as if contemplating something. Valerian’s acting a little weird but he said I’m too big to go inside the kitchen now so I can’t check on him. I think he’ll be okay though. Satisfied with that conclusion, Veeth gave a chirp to properly show his excitement at seeing Larrikith that day. What are you up to today? He knew Larrikith always had wonderful adventures and didn’t doubt today would hold one as well.
