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28.Nov.13, 12:46 PM
Bordtai remained on the sidelines for a while, lost in his own thoughts though they were surprisingly not on previous clutches. Instead, his eyes were watching another young weyrbrat close to his own age; Casa. Bordtai still couldn’t put his finger on it, but there was something about the curious girl that made her so interesting to watch. Watching was something Bordtai was becoming good at doing. He could seemingly disappear into the background of classes or chores and often times he was easily forgotten – but that certainly wasn’t something he complained about.
She looked like she wasn’t sure if she was going to be sick or not as she wrapped her arms around her midsection. Was she going to go up and touch the gold egg or was she going to need to find somewhere to lose her breakfast? Bordtai felt bad and wondered briefly if there was something that he should be doing to help, but there honestly wasn’t anything that he could do if he wanted to.
At last she started moving forward and that was when Bordtai took a deep breath, seeming to come back to himself as he finally tore his eyes away from the female candidate and looked forward at the eggs he was suppose to be touching himself. Giving the teacher B’jin a sidelong glance to see if anyone had noticed his own long hesitant distraction, the thirteen turn old moved forward.
This was probably the first hatching he was more interested in other candidates more than he was in the eggs before him. He barely considered the eggs, gravitating toward one that seemed almost unhealthily small. Then again, a few turns ago the same thing could have been said of Bordtai before he’d finally found a growth spurt turns after the other boys had hit their first ones. Even with the slight growth spurt he was small in frame and thin.
Resting a hand on the little egg, he glanced back at Casa as he momentarily forgot that he was suppose to be getting to know the hatchling inside the shell.
OOC:: Less is More
She looked like she wasn’t sure if she was going to be sick or not as she wrapped her arms around her midsection. Was she going to go up and touch the gold egg or was she going to need to find somewhere to lose her breakfast? Bordtai felt bad and wondered briefly if there was something that he should be doing to help, but there honestly wasn’t anything that he could do if he wanted to.
At last she started moving forward and that was when Bordtai took a deep breath, seeming to come back to himself as he finally tore his eyes away from the female candidate and looked forward at the eggs he was suppose to be touching himself. Giving the teacher B’jin a sidelong glance to see if anyone had noticed his own long hesitant distraction, the thirteen turn old moved forward.
This was probably the first hatching he was more interested in other candidates more than he was in the eggs before him. He barely considered the eggs, gravitating toward one that seemed almost unhealthily small. Then again, a few turns ago the same thing could have been said of Bordtai before he’d finally found a growth spurt turns after the other boys had hit their first ones. Even with the slight growth spurt he was small in frame and thin.
Resting a hand on the little egg, he glanced back at Casa as he momentarily forgot that he was suppose to be getting to know the hatchling inside the shell.
OOC:: Less is More
