03.Sep.13, 05:11 PM
Indivara's features twisted into a sneer, and she flicked her head, tossing her long hair over her shoulder and glaring at Ryvian has he spoke. Of course she could just throw the brat in the Creche and be done with her; but the fact was Indivara didn't trust the creche workers as far as she could throw them, and considering both her limited height and even more limited strength, that would never be very far. "I was raised in the creche," she pointed out, words reasonable though her tone was clipped and irritable. It wasn't a bad place to be raised, and Indivara considered herself rather well turned out, all things considered, but it also wasn't something she had thoroughly enjoyed; the girl was someone that needed constant attention and getting it was not easy when you were in a creche. She wasn't sure how well Varlea would do. Then again, she was Valerain's brat too, so... Indivara shrugged. "Whatever." They could figure it out then. It was a pity the weyr wasn't bigger, too many people knew Varlea belonged to her.
"The stupid bitch could have kept her promise." That came out far more sulky than angry, and Indivara picked at her broken nails, grumbling under her breath as she dug dirt out, and then flicked it across the room without thought. The girl was a long way from being a lady, and that alone was something that irked many people. Really though, Indivara wondered what they expected. She was literally born intothe middle of the wilds, with no one around but her mother, her dragon, and a non-rider father (who quickly dropped dead after the creation of Katila). How anyone - especially her mother - could expect her to be a 'proper woman' with that Indivara didn't know. Idiots.
Looking up, Indivara fixed Ryvian with a solid stare, frowning slightly so her eyebrows furrowed together above her eyes and she chewed her bottom lip for a few moments before speaking. "Krypth will clutch soon." It was a statement, but there was a clear question in the girl's serious blue eyes, as she refused to let Ryvian look away.
"The stupid bitch could have kept her promise." That came out far more sulky than angry, and Indivara picked at her broken nails, grumbling under her breath as she dug dirt out, and then flicked it across the room without thought. The girl was a long way from being a lady, and that alone was something that irked many people. Really though, Indivara wondered what they expected. She was literally born intothe middle of the wilds, with no one around but her mother, her dragon, and a non-rider father (who quickly dropped dead after the creation of Katila). How anyone - especially her mother - could expect her to be a 'proper woman' with that Indivara didn't know. Idiots.
Looking up, Indivara fixed Ryvian with a solid stare, frowning slightly so her eyebrows furrowed together above her eyes and she chewed her bottom lip for a few moments before speaking. "Krypth will clutch soon." It was a statement, but there was a clear question in the girl's serious blue eyes, as she refused to let Ryvian look away.