29.Jul.22, 06:19 PM
Kor’is was trying to distract himself from the row of attractive men in front of him by watching the Candidates and trying to decide who would Impress. But his attention was stolen away as K’dar sat down and T’ryn patted K’dar’s back and leaned in to whisper something. Probably some more positive words to help cheer the man up. Kor’is knew K’dar in the lightest sense of the meaning since he never went out of his way to see the bronzerider. But he was Mylorah’s brother so sometimes their timing collided when she came to Telgar. He did feel bad about the attacks on K’dar and his dragon and the loss of the woman he apparently loved but Kor’is didn’t know what to say and manage to be sincere. The woman he thought he had loved turned out to be using him to get into his apparently charmed life so he kicked her and their unborn child out of the Hold around ten years ago. It wasn’t exactly the same kind of loss K’dar was going through and he didn’t have anything else to draw on. So he continued not to approach the man.
And then he wasn’t sitting alone in silence anymore.
As soon as Sh’ran dramatically flopped beside him, Kor’is knew he really should have stayed in bed. When Sh’ran dramatically draped himself on him, Kor’is knew he was being tested on patience if nothing else. He let out a long suffering sigh and hated how he could feel the amusement radiating from his friend. “Shouldn’t you be harassing Mylo’s boy toy?” He should feel bad for trying to turn Sh’ran’s attention onto Tazikel but he was fairly sure his lordly friend had earned it at some point or another. But no, the bluerider shoulder accessory he now sported was content where he was and the gold baby dragon was still playing peek-a-boo or something. Were they about to have another Malvayth in the Weyr? Kor’is wasn’t sure if his friendship with Cazan was strong enough to keep him in Telgar if that ended up being the case.
And then he wasn’t sitting alone in silence anymore.
As soon as Sh’ran dramatically flopped beside him, Kor’is knew he really should have stayed in bed. When Sh’ran dramatically draped himself on him, Kor’is knew he was being tested on patience if nothing else. He let out a long suffering sigh and hated how he could feel the amusement radiating from his friend. “Shouldn’t you be harassing Mylo’s boy toy?” He should feel bad for trying to turn Sh’ran’s attention onto Tazikel but he was fairly sure his lordly friend had earned it at some point or another. But no, the bluerider shoulder accessory he now sported was content where he was and the gold baby dragon was still playing peek-a-boo or something. Were they about to have another Malvayth in the Weyr? Kor’is wasn’t sure if his friendship with Cazan was strong enough to keep him in Telgar if that ended up being the case.