30.Aug.12, 09:39 PM
V'zire was easy to read, and easy to fool. The look on A'liran's face told him that the man had been dealt as poor a hand as he had gotten the last round! The disappointment on A'liran's face almost made V'zire feel bad about winning. He was fairly sure what he had counted as a run, and if it didn't well then... he was out of luck. In reality, all V'zire knew was good to have were matching numbers and runs. He really did not play card games often enough.
"Ah! I got a run! I won, right? I think I won." V'zire, for a few moments, looked genuinely excited that he had actually beaten someone in a single round. It was a childish sort of glee that oddly suited him.
"Oh, I understand that. I just... I don't know. Sometimes I don't think I'm really suited to this lifestyle. I'd feel bad for being with anyone else when I know the next time Niskziath rises I'll be back with R'ore." It sounded silly even to V'zire as he began to explain it. It wasn't that he didn't want a Weyrmate, it was just that he still retained pieces of a different lifestyle. It felt wrong to pursue someone, and he was probably too shy and awkward to actually do such a thing to begin with. Whenever R'nd playfully hit on him, he couldn't even talk straight enough to reject him. Anything and everything dealing with relationships was just... awkward for V'zire.
"Oh, I... I'm sorry. I'm sure you would have been a great dad and she a good mother," he didn't quite know how to respond to such a statement. At least he replied earnestly and genuinely. A'liran would have been a fine father, he liked to think. His children would have been blessed with good looks, too. The subject was uncomfortable for V'zire, even if he wasn't the one experiencing the loss. He felt sympathy for A'liran, even though he really did not know his feelings about it.
"...you just got a good draw, didn't you?"
"Ah! I got a run! I won, right? I think I won." V'zire, for a few moments, looked genuinely excited that he had actually beaten someone in a single round. It was a childish sort of glee that oddly suited him.
"Oh, I understand that. I just... I don't know. Sometimes I don't think I'm really suited to this lifestyle. I'd feel bad for being with anyone else when I know the next time Niskziath rises I'll be back with R'ore." It sounded silly even to V'zire as he began to explain it. It wasn't that he didn't want a Weyrmate, it was just that he still retained pieces of a different lifestyle. It felt wrong to pursue someone, and he was probably too shy and awkward to actually do such a thing to begin with. Whenever R'nd playfully hit on him, he couldn't even talk straight enough to reject him. Anything and everything dealing with relationships was just... awkward for V'zire.
"Oh, I... I'm sorry. I'm sure you would have been a great dad and she a good mother," he didn't quite know how to respond to such a statement. At least he replied earnestly and genuinely. A'liran would have been a fine father, he liked to think. His children would have been blessed with good looks, too. The subject was uncomfortable for V'zire, even if he wasn't the one experiencing the loss. He felt sympathy for A'liran, even though he really did not know his feelings about it.
"...you just got a good draw, didn't you?"
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