29.Mar.12, 04:43 AM
There she went chattering away again. Had she forgotten how little he partook in conversations just as he had forgotten her name? He should probably rectify that soon but instead focused on shifting the pile of goodies around to make sure he had a good hold on everything. The added sand was nice but it was throwing off the balance he had managed before it. “I plan on it. We’re here to Impress dragons, not bored weyrfolk.” Speaking of boredom, Valerian wondered what their nightly entertainment was like. They clearly had at least two Harpers and he didn’t doubt there were more as well as a few musically inclined scattered throughout other crafts, as there always was. Would they be made to perform at or after dinner? He enjoyed it but it was more voluntary and not mandatory when it came to such a setting.
He ignored Jada’s bitterness at not having her own instruments or belongings, whether it was done knowingly or simply because that was the way he was, was uncertain. Instead Valerian focused on the topic of classes for Candidates as he also wasn’t too interested in the other crafts right then. It wasn’t like he had any marks on him and didn’t know what the bartering system was like in the small weyr to go browsing for clothes, let alone jewellery. “You’d think they’d let us interact with some of the dragons before throwing us into lessons on how to care for one of our own,” even if the plan was to just have them sit in class for a large portion of the day, Valerian had already decided to find time to meet a dragon or two just to satisfy his curiosity about the beautiful beasts. The silly dreams of a little boy still lived on inside the shell of indifference and Valerian would see to it that he got to pet one before there was a clutch on the sands.
“No, I got what I was interested in so I don’t really need to see the rest of the hall.” Just in case there was any confusion over what he wanted, a nod toward the stack of items he carried was given, though he felt he should probably address their reunion once more given the circumstances. “I guess there’s one more thing I need; your name. Unless you want to be called Litir’s bratty little sister, which is fine by me.”
He ignored Jada’s bitterness at not having her own instruments or belongings, whether it was done knowingly or simply because that was the way he was, was uncertain. Instead Valerian focused on the topic of classes for Candidates as he also wasn’t too interested in the other crafts right then. It wasn’t like he had any marks on him and didn’t know what the bartering system was like in the small weyr to go browsing for clothes, let alone jewellery. “You’d think they’d let us interact with some of the dragons before throwing us into lessons on how to care for one of our own,” even if the plan was to just have them sit in class for a large portion of the day, Valerian had already decided to find time to meet a dragon or two just to satisfy his curiosity about the beautiful beasts. The silly dreams of a little boy still lived on inside the shell of indifference and Valerian would see to it that he got to pet one before there was a clutch on the sands.
“No, I got what I was interested in so I don’t really need to see the rest of the hall.” Just in case there was any confusion over what he wanted, a nod toward the stack of items he carried was given, though he felt he should probably address their reunion once more given the circumstances. “I guess there’s one more thing I need; your name. Unless you want to be called Litir’s bratty little sister, which is fine by me.”