04.Apr.12, 03:12 PM
Talian sank dejectedly to the floor, landing squarely on his knees with his head hanging low in defeat. It was a dramatic gesture filled with melodramatic flair, but much like R'nd was unaware of his own advances, Tal was lost in his own blaze of fitful emotions. He opened his eyes and to look up emphatically at R'nd, to beg one more time to me left alone, but he was genuinely surprised when he saw the bluerider suddenly peel away.
Tal 'eep!'ed at the sudden movement, recoiling and rolling from his knees onto his backside. His back hit the wall and his hands flew down to his sides, postured to help him bolt if he got the chance, but he found himself too puzzled by R'nd's behavior to bring himself to move.
"Why do you want to talk to me so badly?" Talian asked, composing himself a bit now that the physical proximity was gone. While flighty and nervous, the healer knew confusion when he saw it. R'nd was stunned by something so...maybe Tal wasn't going to be brutalized after all? He crawled a few paces before nervously pulling himself to his feet.
"I just don't understand. Haven't you people done enough to me?" he asked, his words oddly hollow, lacking the pain or frustration they would have had in the months prior. He still felt very much the same about the situation, but his desire to argue against it was fading. The boy just didn't have much will to fight, even for himself and especially when it was hopeless. Instead, he just looked disappointed.
He hugged himself anxiously and sighed, watching the bluerider with mistrust, but not moving to run away. He realized he was probably being a little bit unfair to the bluerider, but shards...he couldn't stop shaking! "I don't care anymore," he lied, raising his voice just a little bit in an effort to sound more sincere. "But every dragonrider I talk to is just interested in turning me into one of them. And I don't want to be." He stopped himself, recognizing that he was well on the way to a rant or an emotion-spill if he didn't. He just sighed again.
Tal 'eep!'ed at the sudden movement, recoiling and rolling from his knees onto his backside. His back hit the wall and his hands flew down to his sides, postured to help him bolt if he got the chance, but he found himself too puzzled by R'nd's behavior to bring himself to move.
"Why do you want to talk to me so badly?" Talian asked, composing himself a bit now that the physical proximity was gone. While flighty and nervous, the healer knew confusion when he saw it. R'nd was stunned by something so...maybe Tal wasn't going to be brutalized after all? He crawled a few paces before nervously pulling himself to his feet.
"I just don't understand. Haven't you people done enough to me?" he asked, his words oddly hollow, lacking the pain or frustration they would have had in the months prior. He still felt very much the same about the situation, but his desire to argue against it was fading. The boy just didn't have much will to fight, even for himself and especially when it was hopeless. Instead, he just looked disappointed.
He hugged himself anxiously and sighed, watching the bluerider with mistrust, but not moving to run away. He realized he was probably being a little bit unfair to the bluerider, but shards...he couldn't stop shaking! "I don't care anymore," he lied, raising his voice just a little bit in an effort to sound more sincere. "But every dragonrider I talk to is just interested in turning me into one of them. And I don't want to be." He stopped himself, recognizing that he was well on the way to a rant or an emotion-spill if he didn't. He just sighed again.