06.Jan.24, 06:05 PM
We should Chase.
I'm sorry, what? I thought you said you wanted to enter a Flight. He clearly hadn't heard correctly, regardless of the fact that Geith was in his head and there wasn't a lot of noise around him. H'riru was visiting with a friend after delivering some letters for Igen Weyr residents from Ista ones. It didn't matter that he was a brownrider; he was recently graduated and didn't mind being useful with little tasks.
That is what I said.
But... you hate crowds and attention. This will have both, Buddy. Geith was many things, but top of the list were introverted and awkward. His dragon was happy to blend in with the background and H'riru supported it as that was where he liked to hang out as well, although he was a bit friendlier and outgoing. But Geith hadn't even entered a Flight yet, barely showing any interest. A few greens had at least caught his attention enough for him to consider it, but ultimately always backed down before even leaving his ledge.
Geith knew all of that and would have been happy to continue digging along the edges of the Lower Bowl until H'riru was ready to go, but he had already drawn some attention. A few dragons asked what he was doing and then prodded him about his lack of interest in Chasing their Junior Weyrwoman. He knew he was being goaded, but entering the Flight was becoming the better option with each second spent around the older dragons. He finally said he was waiting on his rider to be decent and give his partner some courtesy before having to bail. He had just done some of what he said out of order.
I know, but we can also kill anyone that laughs at us, Geith replied in his usual gentle tones that H'riru adored, even if it made such statements a little harder to hear the humour. All right, Buddy. If that's what you want, off you go. Be careful!
As Geith stretched and prepared to join in, H'riru finally turned his attention back to his friend with an apologetic smile. "Sooo, plans have changed. Wanna direct me down to your Junior Weyrwoman's weyr?"
I'm sorry, what? I thought you said you wanted to enter a Flight. He clearly hadn't heard correctly, regardless of the fact that Geith was in his head and there wasn't a lot of noise around him. H'riru was visiting with a friend after delivering some letters for Igen Weyr residents from Ista ones. It didn't matter that he was a brownrider; he was recently graduated and didn't mind being useful with little tasks.
That is what I said.
But... you hate crowds and attention. This will have both, Buddy. Geith was many things, but top of the list were introverted and awkward. His dragon was happy to blend in with the background and H'riru supported it as that was where he liked to hang out as well, although he was a bit friendlier and outgoing. But Geith hadn't even entered a Flight yet, barely showing any interest. A few greens had at least caught his attention enough for him to consider it, but ultimately always backed down before even leaving his ledge.
Geith knew all of that and would have been happy to continue digging along the edges of the Lower Bowl until H'riru was ready to go, but he had already drawn some attention. A few dragons asked what he was doing and then prodded him about his lack of interest in Chasing their Junior Weyrwoman. He knew he was being goaded, but entering the Flight was becoming the better option with each second spent around the older dragons. He finally said he was waiting on his rider to be decent and give his partner some courtesy before having to bail. He had just done some of what he said out of order.
I know, but we can also kill anyone that laughs at us, Geith replied in his usual gentle tones that H'riru adored, even if it made such statements a little harder to hear the humour. All right, Buddy. If that's what you want, off you go. Be careful!
As Geith stretched and prepared to join in, H'riru finally turned his attention back to his friend with an apologetic smile. "Sooo, plans have changed. Wanna direct me down to your Junior Weyrwoman's weyr?"