22.Nov.13, 09:24 AM
B’jin waved a hand as he wandered down the hall of the Candidate Barracks, having just come from the bedroom his son had claimed as his own. The boy was finally old enough to Stand, and B’jin was beyond proud at the idea of his boy on the Sands, and especially of the potential the kid showed as a dragonrider. Moreover, Larrikith said he would Impress well! Since B’jin did not see the boy as a bluerider, and he refused to acknowledge the existence of brown dragons, that automatically meant that B’jin envisioned his child as a bronzerider – the existence of green dragons was automatically moot, since they didn’t classify under the title ‘well’ when it came to Impression. B’jin would not wish the life of a greenrider on anyone, but especially not upon his son!
As he wandered his way down the main hall, B’jin’s attention was mostly focused on petting the itty-bitty gold firelizard curled up and sleeping in the palm of his right hand. She was rumbling soft and adorable purrs at the attention, her eyes half closed and swirling with contentment. It was she, however, that noticed the form of someone sitting on their own when B’jin strode past an open classroom door. The little gold chirped questioningly, and B’jin’s step faltered. “Hrm?” He glanced down at her, frowning slightly before looking in the direction her attention was focused.
B’jin backed up three steps and leaned backwards, so he could peer through the open door. Brown eyes blinked in surprise at seeing Casa curled up so sadly in the corner. He frowned in confusion and hesitated, unsure if he should call attention to himself – or to her, when it clearly looked like she was trying to keep to herself. He blinked again, and pursed his lips thoughtfully. The girl was getting to the age where she was more ‘young woman’ and less ‘little girl’. B’jin knew how to handle little girls, thanks to Amorandii, and he knew how to handle women. He was not quite sure where he stood with young women that were hopping all around between the two zones.
“Casa?” He leaned against the frame of the door, leaning into the room as he frowned at her, slightly worried. “You alright?” When in doubt, go with what is known! To the concerned greenrider, Casa looked very much like a tired, upset girl than she did a woman. He could work with that! He knew how to handle upset little girls! Hopefully.
As he wandered his way down the main hall, B’jin’s attention was mostly focused on petting the itty-bitty gold firelizard curled up and sleeping in the palm of his right hand. She was rumbling soft and adorable purrs at the attention, her eyes half closed and swirling with contentment. It was she, however, that noticed the form of someone sitting on their own when B’jin strode past an open classroom door. The little gold chirped questioningly, and B’jin’s step faltered. “Hrm?” He glanced down at her, frowning slightly before looking in the direction her attention was focused.
B’jin backed up three steps and leaned backwards, so he could peer through the open door. Brown eyes blinked in surprise at seeing Casa curled up so sadly in the corner. He frowned in confusion and hesitated, unsure if he should call attention to himself – or to her, when it clearly looked like she was trying to keep to herself. He blinked again, and pursed his lips thoughtfully. The girl was getting to the age where she was more ‘young woman’ and less ‘little girl’. B’jin knew how to handle little girls, thanks to Amorandii, and he knew how to handle women. He was not quite sure where he stood with young women that were hopping all around between the two zones.
“Casa?” He leaned against the frame of the door, leaning into the room as he frowned at her, slightly worried. “You alright?” When in doubt, go with what is known! To the concerned greenrider, Casa looked very much like a tired, upset girl than she did a woman. He could work with that! He knew how to handle upset little girls! Hopefully.