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29.Jan.12, 11:50 PM
"If, in part, the reason that they remove us from our homes is so we can use our skills here... it's pretty frustrating that we're doing dishes and... whatever it is that you're doing." Erisi honestly had no idea. He had been here long enough that he should be familiar with all the chores, but perhaps Talian was stuck with something so undignified that Erisi blocked it out of his mind. That such a thing could happened would be no real surprise to him.
Erisi smiled as Talian sat back down, the sort of smile that was derived less from happiness, and more from self-pleasure at convincing his companion to do what he wanted. It was a sort of subtle self pat-on-the-back. Obviously, chit chatting was far more satisfying than doing work that people with no skill whatsoever could accomplish. Then again, it wasn't like Erisi was much use in any other department. His teaching skills were less than favorable (he had not an ounce of patience, and was not invested in gaining some), and his actual interest really benefited nobody but himself. Singing and playing music was well and fine, but it really did nothing other than provide some entertainment value. Maybe that's what these dragonriders needed, though. They were all a little too serious for all the wrong reasons.
"I talked to the Weyrleader before, got snotty at him, got threatened in return. I've decided that conversation with you is preferable." He had a way of speaking that made it seem like talking with Talian wasn't that great, but better than talking with anyone else. It didn't seem intentional, since he was enjoying talking with Talian. His way of talking down on others was habitual - it sometimes made him very unpleasant company, since he only seemed to lighten up around friends.
"I'm Erisi, by the way. I think I've told you that I'm a Harper already." He might as well finally introduce himself, since he was starting to like Talian. Talian was a step up from every dragonrider and wherry-headed candidate in this Weyr.
Erisi smiled as Talian sat back down, the sort of smile that was derived less from happiness, and more from self-pleasure at convincing his companion to do what he wanted. It was a sort of subtle self pat-on-the-back. Obviously, chit chatting was far more satisfying than doing work that people with no skill whatsoever could accomplish. Then again, it wasn't like Erisi was much use in any other department. His teaching skills were less than favorable (he had not an ounce of patience, and was not invested in gaining some), and his actual interest really benefited nobody but himself. Singing and playing music was well and fine, but it really did nothing other than provide some entertainment value. Maybe that's what these dragonriders needed, though. They were all a little too serious for all the wrong reasons.
"I talked to the Weyrleader before, got snotty at him, got threatened in return. I've decided that conversation with you is preferable." He had a way of speaking that made it seem like talking with Talian wasn't that great, but better than talking with anyone else. It didn't seem intentional, since he was enjoying talking with Talian. His way of talking down on others was habitual - it sometimes made him very unpleasant company, since he only seemed to lighten up around friends.
"I'm Erisi, by the way. I think I've told you that I'm a Harper already." He might as well finally introduce himself, since he was starting to like Talian. Talian was a step up from every dragonrider and wherry-headed candidate in this Weyr.
