Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
12.Mar.12, 08:54 AM
Indivara seemed content to let talk of the Hardening eggs drop after she'd gained what information Jada could give her about it. It wasn't that she was uninterested, or even that Jada's descriptions were unacceptable; to the contrary, they were very informative and the young woman had a good voice for recollections. However, Indivara had learned what she could about the experience from the Harper's point of view, and saw no reason to further persue it.
"Mumma is almost fifty; she's A'din of green Khainth," Indivara said, amused by Jada's reaction. The girl considered carefully, frowning with a thoughtful expression. "Um, I think some of the riders are nearly eighty, but I'm not really sure. Sometimes you can get a hint when they talk about the past, but not many actively tell you how old they are," she explained placidly, giving Jada a slightly exasperated look as she finished. This was information Indivara considered blatantly obvious, but she humoured the older girl without any snark, amusement lingering in her features.
The next comment, however, earned Jada a blatantly irked expression before Indivara rolled her eyes heavenward and answered with a lazy, "well, duh." She paused long enough for that to sink in, before smirking evilly. "Which is why the Weyrleader has lost his brains between if he thinks he can limit the Impressions to all men!" She rolled her eyes again, this time directed to the bronzerider who was no where near them. "I'm going to Impress," Indivara told her teacher seriously, her blue eyes hardening with determination as she stared up at her.
"Girls usually get green," she went on, her features twisting into a thoughtful expression as she pursed her lips. "But sometimes they might bond to a blue or a brown. Bronzes don't seem to be interested in women, but I think they're just super rare combinations." The girl's eyes flashed. "Reckon I'd get bronze." Another pause. "So? What do you think you'd get?" Apparently, as far as the child was concerned, gold were irrelevant or unimportant, beyond creating more baby dragons. The idea of Impressing gold was about as appealing as being dropped between while tied to a rope. If Jada asked, Indivara would likely be inclined to tell her exactly how useless golds were for anything but baby making, and well, she wasn't interested in breeding her life away. Why in the name of the Red Star would she want a dragon that spends their whole life doing exactly that?
"Mumma is almost fifty; she's A'din of green Khainth," Indivara said, amused by Jada's reaction. The girl considered carefully, frowning with a thoughtful expression. "Um, I think some of the riders are nearly eighty, but I'm not really sure. Sometimes you can get a hint when they talk about the past, but not many actively tell you how old they are," she explained placidly, giving Jada a slightly exasperated look as she finished. This was information Indivara considered blatantly obvious, but she humoured the older girl without any snark, amusement lingering in her features.
The next comment, however, earned Jada a blatantly irked expression before Indivara rolled her eyes heavenward and answered with a lazy, "well, duh." She paused long enough for that to sink in, before smirking evilly. "Which is why the Weyrleader has lost his brains between if he thinks he can limit the Impressions to all men!" She rolled her eyes again, this time directed to the bronzerider who was no where near them. "I'm going to Impress," Indivara told her teacher seriously, her blue eyes hardening with determination as she stared up at her.
"Girls usually get green," she went on, her features twisting into a thoughtful expression as she pursed her lips. "But sometimes they might bond to a blue or a brown. Bronzes don't seem to be interested in women, but I think they're just super rare combinations." The girl's eyes flashed. "Reckon I'd get bronze." Another pause. "So? What do you think you'd get?" Apparently, as far as the child was concerned, gold were irrelevant or unimportant, beyond creating more baby dragons. The idea of Impressing gold was about as appealing as being dropped between while tied to a rope. If Jada asked, Indivara would likely be inclined to tell her exactly how useless golds were for anything but baby making, and well, she wasn't interested in breeding her life away. Why in the name of the Red Star would she want a dragon that spends their whole life doing exactly that?
