08.Feb.14, 04:58 PM
Those who can't do, teach. She'd always thought that a stupid expression, as a teacher needed to do better than most in order to make certain the skills were passed on correctly. But she couldn't deny that any given weyrling staff ended up collecting those who were... less than desirable for the 'real' wings, for one reason or another.
She'd heard a rumor or two that suggested the powers that be weren't exactly eager to move any Stolen rider into the fighting (hah!) wings, let alone one with Quelseth's disadvantages. And S'cer's suggestion wasn't a bad one, all told. Still...
"I applaud your initiative, S'cer. You might be surprised how many young men in your position would cloak themselves in denial or false pride." She tapped a fingernail on her wineskin as she thought about her next sentences. "The weyrling staff is one option, yes. And given how we are constantly short of riders with the time and inclination to teach, your request would likely be granted."
Her thoughtful gaze sharped on the green weyrling as she continued, "However, you should know that that is not the only option available. Most desirable, perhaps, but not only. You could make yourself useful to the Weyr in other ways- train as a healer's assistant, perhaps." Her voice was neither approving nor censorious as she factual laid out options. "If you are committed to joining the weyrling staff, I would have two reservations."
"One, that you were a Stolen- and as such, came with a natural resentment of both dragonriders and Katilans." To J'di's mind, they were still distinct groups. No matter how many turns she'd spent down here, it was a drop in the bucket compared to how long she'd spent as an Istan. "And you will have Katilans Impressing even at Telgar- can you check your emotions at the door?" Given that J'di had had to do the same with her own prejudice, it was a fair question.
Thoughts of exactly how unhappy she was with native-born Katilans (and one in particular) made her hurry on briskly. "And two, Quelseth seems to be one of the quieter greens. Will it be a problem for her to be assertive enough to hold her own with your future charges?" Because there always seemed to be at least one problem child in a group- though, she had lucked out this time.
She'd heard a rumor or two that suggested the powers that be weren't exactly eager to move any Stolen rider into the fighting (hah!) wings, let alone one with Quelseth's disadvantages. And S'cer's suggestion wasn't a bad one, all told. Still...
"I applaud your initiative, S'cer. You might be surprised how many young men in your position would cloak themselves in denial or false pride." She tapped a fingernail on her wineskin as she thought about her next sentences. "The weyrling staff is one option, yes. And given how we are constantly short of riders with the time and inclination to teach, your request would likely be granted."
Her thoughtful gaze sharped on the green weyrling as she continued, "However, you should know that that is not the only option available. Most desirable, perhaps, but not only. You could make yourself useful to the Weyr in other ways- train as a healer's assistant, perhaps." Her voice was neither approving nor censorious as she factual laid out options. "If you are committed to joining the weyrling staff, I would have two reservations."
"One, that you were a Stolen- and as such, came with a natural resentment of both dragonriders and Katilans." To J'di's mind, they were still distinct groups. No matter how many turns she'd spent down here, it was a drop in the bucket compared to how long she'd spent as an Istan. "And you will have Katilans Impressing even at Telgar- can you check your emotions at the door?" Given that J'di had had to do the same with her own prejudice, it was a fair question.
Thoughts of exactly how unhappy she was with native-born Katilans (and one in particular) made her hurry on briskly. "And two, Quelseth seems to be one of the quieter greens. Will it be a problem for her to be assertive enough to hold her own with your future charges?" Because there always seemed to be at least one problem child in a group- though, she had lucked out this time.