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13.Sep.12, 03:57 AM
Now that was something to bring a smile to a man's face. Just as Aparicus never tired of looking at dragons, a dragonman would never tire of speaking of his beast. A'liran smiled widely as he reached out to stroke Astoreth's neck, caressing her tender hide gently and evoking from her the most pleasant of rumbles.
"She says hello," A'liran informed Apari. He nodded in quiet recognition of her explanation. So she was from a particuylarly conservative hold? Not that it was unusual. Even the most open-minded places still had rigid social rules regarding all manner of people, and perhaps most frequently women. "I gotcha. Back home was like that, too. My mother was really tender-footed around my father, but I suppose it could have been worse." Still, he ground his teeth sourly at the memory. It probably wasn't even as bad as he remembered it, but it still riled him.
At this rate, your battles will never end Astoreth said as she slid her nose forward to delicately sniff at the plants. They were so fragrant! She would have liked to gnaw at them, but something told her that wouldn't be proper manners. She spoke in spite of her own understanding of A'liran; the fight drove him, whoever it might be for. He primarily flew the greenrider banner these days, but he remembered being unsettled, if not outright offended by the treatment of women in his home hold.
It was funny to think back on now. He'd been a sexist too, all those turns ago. Nothing like some men, but still a little. That was how hold life was. It was what his family taught him. He was called 'out of line' for making only passing protests to the treatment of women, but now he regretted not speaking up more. Things really changed when you saw how the other half lived, and while he was no woman, he was bonded to a lovely lady dragon...and in the Weyr, that wasn't enough of a difference to matter.
"Well, I'm not like that," was all he said verbally, smiling at her, though the fire was there behind his gaze.
Astoreth shuffled a bit and yawned. Aparicus roused her attention with her question. I certainly wouldn't mind the dragon said, almost surprised by the gesture. Her eyes flushed blue and she slowly extended her neck, sniffing at Aparicus from a safe distance, though the dragon's ht breath could undoubtedly be felt.
A'liran smirked. "A'liran," he said.
"She says hello," A'liran informed Apari. He nodded in quiet recognition of her explanation. So she was from a particuylarly conservative hold? Not that it was unusual. Even the most open-minded places still had rigid social rules regarding all manner of people, and perhaps most frequently women. "I gotcha. Back home was like that, too. My mother was really tender-footed around my father, but I suppose it could have been worse." Still, he ground his teeth sourly at the memory. It probably wasn't even as bad as he remembered it, but it still riled him.
At this rate, your battles will never end Astoreth said as she slid her nose forward to delicately sniff at the plants. They were so fragrant! She would have liked to gnaw at them, but something told her that wouldn't be proper manners. She spoke in spite of her own understanding of A'liran; the fight drove him, whoever it might be for. He primarily flew the greenrider banner these days, but he remembered being unsettled, if not outright offended by the treatment of women in his home hold.
It was funny to think back on now. He'd been a sexist too, all those turns ago. Nothing like some men, but still a little. That was how hold life was. It was what his family taught him. He was called 'out of line' for making only passing protests to the treatment of women, but now he regretted not speaking up more. Things really changed when you saw how the other half lived, and while he was no woman, he was bonded to a lovely lady dragon...and in the Weyr, that wasn't enough of a difference to matter.
"Well, I'm not like that," was all he said verbally, smiling at her, though the fire was there behind his gaze.
Astoreth shuffled a bit and yawned. Aparicus roused her attention with her question. I certainly wouldn't mind the dragon said, almost surprised by the gesture. Her eyes flushed blue and she slowly extended her neck, sniffing at Aparicus from a safe distance, though the dragon's ht breath could undoubtedly be felt.
A'liran smirked. "A'liran," he said.
