25.Jun.12, 12:08 AM
Valerian bit back a smirk as he recalled the morning he woke up at B’jin’s and the look of horror on the older man’s face when Veeth and his bonded both expressed interest in food. He wouldn’t mention that morning to Volfetti as he wasn’t in the mood to explain why he had spent the night at B’jin’s hut. Rumours about sleeping with the greenrider were not on his list of things needed to complete his life, thank you very much. Then again, neither was being scolded by Volfetti for interfering with R’nd’s fun. He had no idea if she cared a whit about what the bluerider got up to but they seemed to be on well enough terms and Valerian couldn’t be bothered to deal with any of them dragging him into arguments now or in the future. “Trust me, it’s better to have him eating and being lazy in the corner, putting on weight, than letting him have a hand in preparing anything and poisoning all of us.”
A small pout was given as a vegetable was picked up in one hand and the knife in the other. D’ren or whoever did the assignments must hate him given what he had been stuck with since stepping off the isle. It didn’t help that the man sitting across from him was part of the reason for the punishment when he had numbweed collecting and ended up with swollen and sore wrists. B’jin was a lot of trouble and some days Valerian wondered if friendships were worth the work. As he started hacking at the food everyone in the weyr had better eat and enjoy for the energy he was about to expend, Valerian tossed a quick glance at B’jin, finding himself unable to resist any chance to pick on the man when it came to R’nd. Besides, Volfetti could be a bit scary. He hadn’t talked much with Volfetti in their Candidate classes since she was a cranky pregnant woman but he respected her ability to be outspoken, just as he was starting to respect her lecturing of the spoiled greenrider. “Even if it is R’nd, you should probably attempt being nicer to your lover’s baby’s mama.”
A small pout was given as a vegetable was picked up in one hand and the knife in the other. D’ren or whoever did the assignments must hate him given what he had been stuck with since stepping off the isle. It didn’t help that the man sitting across from him was part of the reason for the punishment when he had numbweed collecting and ended up with swollen and sore wrists. B’jin was a lot of trouble and some days Valerian wondered if friendships were worth the work. As he started hacking at the food everyone in the weyr had better eat and enjoy for the energy he was about to expend, Valerian tossed a quick glance at B’jin, finding himself unable to resist any chance to pick on the man when it came to R’nd. Besides, Volfetti could be a bit scary. He hadn’t talked much with Volfetti in their Candidate classes since she was a cranky pregnant woman but he respected her ability to be outspoken, just as he was starting to respect her lecturing of the spoiled greenrider. “Even if it is R’nd, you should probably attempt being nicer to your lover’s baby’s mama.”