27.Jan.12, 02:11 AM
"If we were interested in dragons, I doubt we would have dedicated ourselves to our craft, but then again I didn't think any dragons survived until I was forced down here." If he had a choice, he'd still be a Harper. It was a lifestyle he enjoyed, and felt like he had his own little niche in the world. Katila Weyr had completely thrown him out of his element, and now was expecting him to desire being a dragonrider on top of being a better Harper. There was no way to stress that he didn't want to be a dragonrider and have the other dragonriders understand that. They'd claim he was just having difficulty adjusting, and Erisi would claim that he wasn't going to adjust at all. It was his only method of stubbornly sticking a boot up some dragonrider asses.
For some reason, Talian was still lingering, and they were holding some semblance of a conversation between one another. It was the first time Erisi really actively engaged someone at Katila Weyr in amiable conversation. He had certainly thrown a few tantrums at those who deserved it, but genuine conversation was something he had been sorely lacking these past few sevendays. It was likely because he was so determined to hate everyone involved in this sharding Weyr. "If I could leave this place, I really would. I'd consider it the best decision I made in my entire life." He rubbed his hand over his face, wearied by the thought of his doom. There was no silver lining in this situation for Erisi. Rather, it was consistently bleak, and there seemed to be no light at the end of the tunnel.
"Well, you'd imagine that most of us would say 'no'. We had lives, and I think by our age we were done with foolish fantasies of riding dragons all across Pern." There would always be a childish wonder, but that was just that... childish. Erisi was grown up, set in his ways, and he did not doubt that many other Candidates were too.
"Hmm, I think that would be an excellent way to pass through Candidacy before they realize I'm just not going to Impress, by being happily drunk." Erisi actually did not enjoy being completely drunk, it led to things like... oh, getting kidnapped. However, he did enjoy getting tipsy. It would probably make him more likable. "You should drink with me some time, and if we're lucky we can forget that we were kidnapped altogether.
For some reason, Talian was still lingering, and they were holding some semblance of a conversation between one another. It was the first time Erisi really actively engaged someone at Katila Weyr in amiable conversation. He had certainly thrown a few tantrums at those who deserved it, but genuine conversation was something he had been sorely lacking these past few sevendays. It was likely because he was so determined to hate everyone involved in this sharding Weyr. "If I could leave this place, I really would. I'd consider it the best decision I made in my entire life." He rubbed his hand over his face, wearied by the thought of his doom. There was no silver lining in this situation for Erisi. Rather, it was consistently bleak, and there seemed to be no light at the end of the tunnel.
"Well, you'd imagine that most of us would say 'no'. We had lives, and I think by our age we were done with foolish fantasies of riding dragons all across Pern." There would always be a childish wonder, but that was just that... childish. Erisi was grown up, set in his ways, and he did not doubt that many other Candidates were too.
"Hmm, I think that would be an excellent way to pass through Candidacy before they realize I'm just not going to Impress, by being happily drunk." Erisi actually did not enjoy being completely drunk, it led to things like... oh, getting kidnapped. However, he did enjoy getting tipsy. It would probably make him more likable. "You should drink with me some time, and if we're lucky we can forget that we were kidnapped altogether.