13.Sep.12, 09:53 AM
Bordtai laughed as the older man mentioned skipping stones as if it were some lost art form. “You’re not that old, we still skip rocks. Or at least I do. But never the really pretty ones.” He admitted. Truth be told, he had once seen a woman have a man fashion a hole into one very pretty rock and strung a string through it and wore it as a necklace. He also knew it was stones that adorned a few people’s heirlooms of rings and necklaces and even a few rare earrings. Someday Bordtai would love to learn how to make those. While not practical at Katila, people still treasured them. He’d like to be able to do something that people treasured… He’d seem much less the dimglow then. That’s why he collected the rocks. Someday he’d learn how to turn them into treasures.
At the question of when to go, Bordtai thought about it and shrugged. “I can’t tomorrow, I’m back here at the kitchens, but the day after is a rest day for my class and I usually don’t get more than the morning’s worth of chores on my rest day from class. Could we go then?” Again, he had to remind himself not to get his hopes too high, but he was finding that more and more difficult to do around the easy-to-talk-to rider.
[sub]When we close up the thread, one of us can start up a new one going to the beach. <3[/sub]
At the question of when to go, Bordtai thought about it and shrugged. “I can’t tomorrow, I’m back here at the kitchens, but the day after is a rest day for my class and I usually don’t get more than the morning’s worth of chores on my rest day from class. Could we go then?” Again, he had to remind himself not to get his hopes too high, but he was finding that more and more difficult to do around the easy-to-talk-to rider.
[sub]When we close up the thread, one of us can start up a new one going to the beach. <3[/sub]