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25.Apr.13, 09:16 AM
Kahleena flushed crimson at the smile and praise, her look of discomfort only changing to confusion when N’kal admitted he had no idea who she was. Kahleena knew she wasn’t particularly noteworthy; no one had had any idea who she was before she was shoved onto the sands by her Searchrider, but she had thought everyone knew her now! Her eyebrows knit together, forming a confused and worried frown as her fingers twisted together in her lap. Should she be insulted, not to be recognised, or was he just someone that didn’t care? There were, after all, only three of them – four, soon, with the upcoming hatching! – but she had been of the understanding from Weyrwoman Tsuen and Lady Jada that everyone knew who they were!
Catching onto Kahleena’s change in emotions and the girls’ confusion, Okalinath lurked around her thoughts. The gold dragon snorted when she picked up the part about Tsuen and Jada, snorting physically as she shook her head and turned a one-eye’d gaze on the girl sitting on the beach not so very far away. And what would they know? The Weyrwoman is responsible for the current set up, is she not? Of course everyone knows her! Irritation seeped into Okalinath’s usually placid voice, and Kahleena turned her gaze from N’kal to her dragon with her frown only deepening. From what I understand, Okalinath continued, her sentence structure stating quite clearly that she’d been digging through Kahleena’s memories. Krypth’s rider has caused her own share of drama. Would you not rather be unrecognised, than known for unreasonable behaviour? Kahleena didn’t need to answer the mostly rhetorical question. They both knew she’d rather be invisible than the cause of trouble!
“My name is Kahleena,” she said softly, turning to look back at N’kal with apology for the long delay in speaking. She was sure he would understand; he had a dragon of his own, of course! But she was still embarrassed by the delay and she picked up wringing her fingers before forcing herself to stop and instead smoothed her flared pant legs. They were designed to look like a skirt in every day settings, but the split legs allowed her to easily ride Okalinath while maintaining a properly feminine air. They were Kahleena’s favourite clothing since Impressing, and she was in possession of several carefully cared for sets.
Would you not beg forgiveness of one who was not fair, Okalinath asked archly, tilting her head as she watched Torath with pleasantly swirling eyes. She found his attitude both refreshing and strange. She was an unranked weyrling, and such behaviours were usually treated to Nirinath, and very rarely Krypth. She wasn’t quite sure how seriously to take the bronze who was no more nor less important than herself in the scheme of things; he certainly outranked her in her present state as a student, though if his rider took up a ranking position he would, once more, out rank her regardless of her own slowly approaching graduation.
Probably not, Okalinath agreed lightly, turning her own gaze upon her fidgeting rider and then back towards Torath. We only had planned some swimming, though I’m sure I can convince Kally that bathing me is a good idea! the gold positively glowed with delight at that notion and she rumbled happily under her breath as she turned her attention fully once more upon Torath. Flicking her wing, she dropped it just slightly below the surface of the water, the motion sending a spray towards Torath’s face. Chirping with laughter, Okalinath leaped struggled through the water to a shallower portion, and went leaping and bounding across the edge of the lake, great waves splashing in every direction.
Kahleena, left on the beach without help from her dragon, was feeling incredibly tongue-tied and useless as she struggled to think up an appropriate topic to discuss with the man whose dragon was doing such a wonderful job of entertaining her overly energetic young bonded. Small talk had never been something Kahleena was particularly good at, and usually something she avoided if truth be known; she preferred to listen over talking and gossip was only fun when she could giggle innocently with Rhaedalyn about some of the more quirky members of the Weyr’s population.
So, being someone that much preferred to listen than speak, she began trying to find a topic that would keep the bronzerider talking, but would require little input or return story on her part. In the end, she found one, and looked across shyly to where her companion was seated, shifting her own body slightly to face him a little more as she tilted her head and wiped her hair away from her face. “What was your Impression like?” Her question was low, and the manner in which she spoke it invited him to tell her to shove it as clearly as she displayed her genuine curiosity in the event.
Catching onto Kahleena’s change in emotions and the girls’ confusion, Okalinath lurked around her thoughts. The gold dragon snorted when she picked up the part about Tsuen and Jada, snorting physically as she shook her head and turned a one-eye’d gaze on the girl sitting on the beach not so very far away. And what would they know? The Weyrwoman is responsible for the current set up, is she not? Of course everyone knows her! Irritation seeped into Okalinath’s usually placid voice, and Kahleena turned her gaze from N’kal to her dragon with her frown only deepening. From what I understand, Okalinath continued, her sentence structure stating quite clearly that she’d been digging through Kahleena’s memories. Krypth’s rider has caused her own share of drama. Would you not rather be unrecognised, than known for unreasonable behaviour? Kahleena didn’t need to answer the mostly rhetorical question. They both knew she’d rather be invisible than the cause of trouble!
“My name is Kahleena,” she said softly, turning to look back at N’kal with apology for the long delay in speaking. She was sure he would understand; he had a dragon of his own, of course! But she was still embarrassed by the delay and she picked up wringing her fingers before forcing herself to stop and instead smoothed her flared pant legs. They were designed to look like a skirt in every day settings, but the split legs allowed her to easily ride Okalinath while maintaining a properly feminine air. They were Kahleena’s favourite clothing since Impressing, and she was in possession of several carefully cared for sets.
Would you not beg forgiveness of one who was not fair, Okalinath asked archly, tilting her head as she watched Torath with pleasantly swirling eyes. She found his attitude both refreshing and strange. She was an unranked weyrling, and such behaviours were usually treated to Nirinath, and very rarely Krypth. She wasn’t quite sure how seriously to take the bronze who was no more nor less important than herself in the scheme of things; he certainly outranked her in her present state as a student, though if his rider took up a ranking position he would, once more, out rank her regardless of her own slowly approaching graduation.
Probably not, Okalinath agreed lightly, turning her own gaze upon her fidgeting rider and then back towards Torath. We only had planned some swimming, though I’m sure I can convince Kally that bathing me is a good idea! the gold positively glowed with delight at that notion and she rumbled happily under her breath as she turned her attention fully once more upon Torath. Flicking her wing, she dropped it just slightly below the surface of the water, the motion sending a spray towards Torath’s face. Chirping with laughter, Okalinath leaped struggled through the water to a shallower portion, and went leaping and bounding across the edge of the lake, great waves splashing in every direction.
Kahleena, left on the beach without help from her dragon, was feeling incredibly tongue-tied and useless as she struggled to think up an appropriate topic to discuss with the man whose dragon was doing such a wonderful job of entertaining her overly energetic young bonded. Small talk had never been something Kahleena was particularly good at, and usually something she avoided if truth be known; she preferred to listen over talking and gossip was only fun when she could giggle innocently with Rhaedalyn about some of the more quirky members of the Weyr’s population.
So, being someone that much preferred to listen than speak, she began trying to find a topic that would keep the bronzerider talking, but would require little input or return story on her part. In the end, she found one, and looked across shyly to where her companion was seated, shifting her own body slightly to face him a little more as she tilted her head and wiped her hair away from her face. “What was your Impression like?” Her question was low, and the manner in which she spoke it invited him to tell her to shove it as clearly as she displayed her genuine curiosity in the event.
