07.Feb.12, 02:39 AM
Indivara answered Lymsleia with a frown and a shrug, not really interested in why the woman had shortened her name - simply adamant that it not happen again. Indivara was particularly fond of her name, and not fond of the Pernese tradition of shortening them. If she wanted a short name, she was pretty sure she would introduce herself with a short name, not a long one! Grumbling under her breath to herself, Indivara nibbled on a redfurit she'd snatched on her way out of the kitchen. She wasn't in the mood for a lot of food, really, she'd simply offered to bring lunch out so she wouldn't have to log wheelbarrows of gunk or logs of wood around. That's what dragons were for, or their riders at any rate, not children who had far more talent at discovering secrets and spreading gossip.
Indivara prided herself on her 'craft', and enjoyed the fact that it allowed her to sit a little behind the two women, and watch them prattle to one another. She had heard of both of them, naturally, and knew a little about each. But, it never hurt to further one's personal library. Indivara smiled slightly, as Lymsleia brought up the topic of arriving at the Weyr, and shifted her gaze to look at Volfetti with amusement behind the light blue, lighting them up with mirth. She knew well the story of Volfetti's arrival, as did most of those within the Weyr, and she was more than a little curious to see how Volfetti would explain it to another.
She, of course, would be more than willing to add her two - or twenty - marks, but for now, she would just listen and enjoy a topic that was probably going to become very sour very quickly. Her lips twitched in amusement, and she quickly busied herself with her fruit. One mustn't look too interested, of course.
Indivara prided herself on her 'craft', and enjoyed the fact that it allowed her to sit a little behind the two women, and watch them prattle to one another. She had heard of both of them, naturally, and knew a little about each. But, it never hurt to further one's personal library. Indivara smiled slightly, as Lymsleia brought up the topic of arriving at the Weyr, and shifted her gaze to look at Volfetti with amusement behind the light blue, lighting them up with mirth. She knew well the story of Volfetti's arrival, as did most of those within the Weyr, and she was more than a little curious to see how Volfetti would explain it to another.
She, of course, would be more than willing to add her two - or twenty - marks, but for now, she would just listen and enjoy a topic that was probably going to become very sour very quickly. Her lips twitched in amusement, and she quickly busied herself with her fruit. One mustn't look too interested, of course.