04.Oct.12, 01:10 AM
Valerian let I’shan continue to convince himself that N’gelt didn’t own him in every way. It certainly wasn’t for his benefit since the blue weyrling didn’t really care what type of relationship I’shan was in since it didn’t affect him in the long run. It seemed like it was needed though and Valerian wasn’t sure if it helped I’shan in the end. When I’shan finally decided to bring the topic of flights getting easier back into his rambling, Valerian tried his best not to eye roll and hopped back to the self-convincing instead. “If he did try to control you to such a degree, I have confidence in your ability to do what’s best for Ilveriath.” If not, I’shan would find, like Talian had, that he had a good hand for smacking upside the head when someone had done something incredibly stupid.
The beginnings of a smile appeared without permission at I’shan’s laugh. It took a moment for Valerian to realise the older bluerider wasn’t about to ramble on again about the brownrider but it was in answer to his question in regards to the man’s name. I’shan was an odd one and it seemed to be contagious. “Yeah, him.” He should probably put more effort into remembering the name since he was currently the Weyrsecond. Then again, why bother? He hadn’t attended the big spectacle but everyone talked about how D’ren told off the Weyrsecond in public. They’d likely have a new one soon.
Finding that subject boring, Valerian skipped back to dragons, ignoring the flights since he felt they would only go in circles the more they talked about it, and opened his mouth to ask a question before quickly closing it. There was a desire to visit Ilveriath and Valerian even suspected Veeth would make the older dragon into a good friend, but it suddenly seemed awkward to ask if he could. Besides, he’d likely only sit there staring at the beautiful sky blue dragon, transfixed by his presence, partly due to his colouring, but mostly due to Ilveriath being the first dragon he had seen up close.
Valerian wrinkled his nose over his potential weirdness near Ilveriath and almost laughed when a new theory came to him. Maybe I’shan was odd because of the dragon and Ilveriath was the one corrupting them. It was almost worth asking to spend time with the bluepair to test that theory alone. Instead, he thought about his own dragon, “I should probably get moving. Who knows who Veeth is flirting with right now.”
The beginnings of a smile appeared without permission at I’shan’s laugh. It took a moment for Valerian to realise the older bluerider wasn’t about to ramble on again about the brownrider but it was in answer to his question in regards to the man’s name. I’shan was an odd one and it seemed to be contagious. “Yeah, him.” He should probably put more effort into remembering the name since he was currently the Weyrsecond. Then again, why bother? He hadn’t attended the big spectacle but everyone talked about how D’ren told off the Weyrsecond in public. They’d likely have a new one soon.
Finding that subject boring, Valerian skipped back to dragons, ignoring the flights since he felt they would only go in circles the more they talked about it, and opened his mouth to ask a question before quickly closing it. There was a desire to visit Ilveriath and Valerian even suspected Veeth would make the older dragon into a good friend, but it suddenly seemed awkward to ask if he could. Besides, he’d likely only sit there staring at the beautiful sky blue dragon, transfixed by his presence, partly due to his colouring, but mostly due to Ilveriath being the first dragon he had seen up close.
Valerian wrinkled his nose over his potential weirdness near Ilveriath and almost laughed when a new theory came to him. Maybe I’shan was odd because of the dragon and Ilveriath was the one corrupting them. It was almost worth asking to spend time with the bluepair to test that theory alone. Instead, he thought about his own dragon, “I should probably get moving. Who knows who Veeth is flirting with right now.”