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Post by Kristin on Aug 16, 2010 16:27:49 GMT -5
He hadn’t been meaning to come, he was uncomfortable in crowds and he had no one to go with. But Asileth had other ideas. He was to go and then tell her all about it later when she was done napping. She wanted him to have fun and apparently something fun was happening in the Great Hall. So K’vin had of course complied with her wishes and gone to the Hall to see the performers that had the Weyr buzzing. It was a small comfort to K’vin that he wasn’t completely alone because Toll, sensing that there was something exciting happening, had decided to accompany him. K’vin settled down near the back where there weren’t that many people. Toll, realizing that His wasn’t going to go closer, decided to abandon K’vin and flew off to go to the front. So much for having some company then. K’vin looked around hopefully to see if he saw someone he knew, but saw no one. He sighed in disappointment and twiddled his thumbs, waiting for the show to start so he could get this over with and return to Asileth.
Finally something started to happen and K’vin observed with interest everything the Caravan Master said and did. K’vin had to admit that the man was rather funny and he grinned despite himself. He sympathized with the girl and the boy that were picked out to define Vicarious Vivacity. Even though he had a pretty good idea what the words meant, K’vin would probably die from embarrassment if he had to speak up before all the people in the Great Hall.
And then the show started and K’vin forgot all about the other people there and just concentrated on the show. He had never seen anything like it and was really starting to regret not being closer. He mentally thanked Asileth for making him come but his dragon was already fast asleep.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 16, 2010 5:07:29 GMT -5
Until Lialla mentioned it, K‘vin hadn‘t noticed how late it was, but now he realized that he was in fact rather tired. It had been a long, exciting day. He almost didn‘t want to go to sleep because he wanted spend even more time with Asileth, especially since he had been talking to Lialla and not his dragon, but he could feel that Asileth was tired as well and tomorrow they would have to wake up early for their first Weyrling Lesson. „You‘re right, I‘m getting pretty sleepy and Asileth is tired too.“
K‘vin reluctantly stood up, cradling the still sleeping Toll in his arms. He was glad that he had decided to talk to Lialla, sure he had been mortified/embarrassed/uncomfortable most of the time but it had still been pretty nice talking to her. She had helped him with his issues but he didn‘t think that he had been of any use to her. Except maybe with the L‘mar issue, but it could be he had done more harm than good there if it turned out that they weren‘t actually related. „Good night Lialla, Cryth. It was nice meeting you and I hope everything works out for you.“ He may have been a bit formal, but he was sincere. Asileth, we should go get some sleep don‘t you think?
Yes, Asileth did think that would be wise. She was glad now that she had given Cryth a chance, because now she had made a friend and Cryth had promised to never hurt K‘vinHers and all was well in Asileth‘s world. But, she had never slept before so it was exciting to do that for the first time.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 13, 2010 8:34:19 GMT -5
((Your post was fine, mine is a little off though :/ ))
F‘ren kept on pouting. „I know, I know. I guess a year of abstinence isn‘t that bad concerning the reward is a dragon. But just you wait, in six months you‘ll be just as anxious as I am.“ He looked at R‘nen gravely. „You‘re right, I won‘t, no, can‘t, just let this urgent matter rest for the next nine months. Trust me, I‘ll think of something to make the wait easier.“ He nodded seriously before winking at R‘nen and then laughing. „Aww, you know I‘m not being serious about this, I just like making you blush. That and it would have been fun to go man hunting with you, but I‘m not losing any sleep over this so don‘t worry. I‘m not going to do anything to get us on M’ma’s bad side.”
All right, back to more pressing matters. If F‘ren couldn‘t be of any use in R‘nen‘s love life, the least he could do was help him with his letter home. Even though he had no experience with this sort of stuff. „ All right, you‘ve postponed this letter stuff for three months. It‘s time you wrote something down. Just tell them that you‘ve impressed brown Olloth and it is super amazing and you love it here, especially because you have the most awesome friend in the Weyr.“ He clapped his hands together. „Get to work R‘nen dearest. And don‘t try too hard, you can tell them in person how it feels when Olloth is old enough.“ F‘ren really couldn‘t see why R‘nen hadn‘t managed to finish his letter before. To F‘ren, the task seemed simple enough. Write a few facts, send the letter on its way and forget about it.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 10, 2010 15:57:27 GMT -5
K‘vin couldn‘t help being a bit startled when Lialla shared her sex experience with him. He also couldn‘t help blushing. Even though K‘vin had just talked about his (nonexistent) sex life with her, it was still a bit embarrassing listening to her. He did not want to picture Lialla doing that. Maybe he was a bit immature but the thought of people (that he wasn‘t attracted to) having sex was just gross. Most people did, but it didn‘t mean that K‘vin had to know about it. But Lialla was sharing a bad experience with him so K‘vin tried his best to put all ew-she-just-told-me-about-losing-her-virginity in the back of his mind.
He reached over to pat Lialla‘s shoulder awkwardly. „I‘m sorry it wasn‘t pleasant for you. Maybe you just need to find someone special for the experience to be special. I hope your second time won‘t be with a female bluerider.“ K‘vin forced a smile. He was not good at comforting other people. The Master who taught Mind Healing had all but given up on K‘vin.
Asileth was troubled. She was sure that she wouldn‘t ever have to hurt Cryth‘s, but she couldn‘t promise Cryth to keep her claws of Cryth‘s because someday, something could happen. But then again, Cryth‘s seemed nice. K‘vinHers had good feelings about her. And she reallyreally didn‘t want to offend Cryth. And besides, there was always the littlebrownwing. Even though he was small, he could probably hurt people a lot. Cryth. I promise to never hurt Yours. But if she does something bad to Mine, I will be madmadmad and I won‘t like you nextnextmost.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 7, 2010 11:56:56 GMT -5
F‘ren smiled and shook his head at R‘nen‘s explanation. „Sorry, can‘t help you there. Never written a letter in my whole life, never had anyone to write to. Besides I don‘t know how to deal with family.“ Maybe he should consider this writing thing though. Let everyone back in Southern now that he had finally impressed a dragon and a bronze one at that! T‘rar who had so often rubbed it in F‘ren‘s face that he rode a blue, what would he say if he knew that F‘ren would outrank him in less than three months. He smirked, a letter wouldn‘t suffice. He would go with Eneth to Southern as soon as they were old enough to travel on their own, and let everyone see that he was no longer Faleren, but F‘ren of bronze Eneth.
He snapped back to reality, he hoped that it hadn‘t been obvious that his head had been somewhere else for a while. He didn‘t think that he‘d missed much of what R’nen said anyway. R‘nen was saying that something was beyond words so he was probably talking about being bonded to Olloth. „Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. No need to try to put it in words, except of course if you‘re going to try to explain it to your family. When did you last write to them by the way?“ F‘ren‘s attention was momentarily taken off R‘nen as he saw one of the more handsome male weyrlings walk by and he realized that he had forgotten his promise that he was going to help R‘nen lose his man-virginity.
„Shards, R‘nen! There‘s one bad thing about you being a weyrling now, we were going to find you a man! And now we can‘t because of those stupid rules about sex.“ F’ren’s face settled into a pout. Faranth! Those rules were stupid. F‘ren was near explosion point, it had been almost a year. A year! Besides, he‘d been really looking forward to going on a manhunt with R‘nen.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 6, 2010 16:23:03 GMT -5
„How can you know so much?“ K‘vin blurted out and blushed. „I mean, you just solved my problem. Just like that. You seem to be so much in control, don‘t you have any fears or problems, aside from the lost brother?“ It was like she knew what K‘vin needed, she just calmly stated facts and had K‘vin hanging on her every word. Words couldn‘t express how thankful he was for her help. He certainly didn’t regret his earlier outburst now. He wished that he could hug her right then but instead just smiled at her. „And Lialla... Thank you. For both things. Nobody‘s ever talked about that like that to me. My father... He wanted me to me a big, strong, ladies man like him and my brothers.“ He shrugged ruefully. „And look at me, aren‘t I just the epitome of masculinity?“
Of course it wasn‘t that easy. It wasn‘t enough that Lialla said it was all right because K‘vin himself, even though he knew he was wrong, couldn‘t help being stuck in his old ways. Maybe people here didn‘t care whether he was homosexual or not, but he cared. No matter what anyone said, he didn‘t want to be one of them. But it helped to know that just in case he lost the fight with himself and became one of them, it wouldn‘t be completely terrible.
Asileth hesitated. Of course she didn‘t want to be mean to Cryth‘s but if Cryth‘s was mean to Hers, she would have to be mean to Cryth‘s and maybe even hurt her. I‘m really sorry Cryth but I can‘t promise that. If she ever hurts mine, I‘ll be sosososo angry. But Mine likes Yours, doesn‘t Yours like Mine? If Yours likes Mine, she won‘t hurt him I think. Oh Asileth hoped that Cryth‘s wouldn‘t do anything bad to Hers, she would hate to hurt Cryth‘s.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 5, 2010 15:50:10 GMT -5
K‘vin‘s head shot up when Lialla told him he didn‘t need to do that when Asileth rose. He almost forgot that he was embarrassed and instead stared in bewilderment at Lilla. Could it be? Could it actually be that Lialla had managed to find a solution so effortlessly while K‘vin had been thinking relentlessly about the subject for, well for the last few candlemarks. „Are you sure?“ His voice was small, but full of hope. He definitely wanted to do that for the first time when he was completely ready and in a clear state of mind. He had heard that during flights things could get a little rough, which was something that absolutely terrified the weyrling.
Lialla talked about his other problem so lightly, like it didn‘t matter really. K‘vin wanted to believe her but it was hard when it had been installed in him his entire life that men and women should only be with someone of the opposite sex, doing otherwise was disgusting. „Do you really think that? Don‘t you think it‘s wrong?“ Yet K‘vin had yet to encounter a person in the Weyr that thought it was wrong. Just the other day he‘d seen two women kissing and people had passed them by, seemingly unbothered by the public display of affection.
Yes, he forgot so easily that he was in a Weyr now, not back in Silver Cove where his father and brothers were, just waiting for an excuse to hit K‘vin. He wondered what his father would say if he knew that K‘vin was now a dragonrider. Would he be proud? Maybe, but K‘vin wasn‘t ever going to tell him. Besides, K‘vin was a greenrider. His father could always find excuses to criticize K‘vin and it would be just like him to demand to know why K‘vin hadn‘t impressed a bronze.
When she was sure Hers was all right, Asileth turned again to Cryth. Now that she knew that Lialla didn‘t do anything wrong, she was slightly ashamed of her behavior. And she had offended Cryth, the one who she loved nextnextmost. I‘m sososososo sorrysorry Cryth. Mine was sad and I thought that maybe Yours had made him sad. But she didn‘t so I‘m sosososososo sorrysorrysorry. I just don‘t want anyone to be not nice to Mine. He‘s small so I need to look after him. She hoped that Cryth could forgive her because Cryth was her friend now and she didn‘t want to lose either one of her two dragon friends.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 4, 2010 17:22:26 GMT -5
Oh. So she hadn‘t forgotten. K‘vin was still changing his decision to tell her every couple of seconds but before he knew it, he had opened his mouth and a torrent of words came out. „YouseeAsilethisagreenandgreendragonsflyandthenyouhavetohavesexandI‘mavirginandI‘m probablygoingtohavetohavesexwithamanbutIonlywanttobewithwomenexceptmaybeIdon‘t becausemaybeIlikementoobutIdon‘twanttoo.“ K‘vin sat frozen, his mouth open, and stared at Lialla. He couldn‘t believe what he had just said. He had been meaning to ask Lialla if she was nervous about Cryth rising too, but it had never been the plan to open himself up so completely. He had never told anyone what he had just told Lialla, who he had just met. But the words had come out and there was no taking it back now and what K‘vin wanted to do the most now was to run as fast as he could away from Lialla. Or disappear into to the floor. And what an interesting floor it was. K‘vin stopped looking at Lialla and focused his eyes on the floor and bit his lover lip so hard that he almost drew blood. His face was burning in shame and his mind was in chaos.
Asileth picked up on Hers distress and stopped talking to Cryth at once. K‘vinmine? What is wrong? Did Cryth‘s hurt you? Her eyes turned red in anger and she snarled at both Cryth and Lialla. No! Asileth! Lialla didn‘t hurt me. Don‘t be angry at her. Her rider‘s words relaxed Asileth a bit but she continued watching Lialla warily. Then why are you sad? Is it something that I did? No! Nonono Asileth dearest. You‘re perfect and I love you. It‘s... It‘s just hard to explain. That was an enormous relief to Asileth. She would reallyreally hate to be the one causing Hers distress. Promise you will explain it to me sometime K‘vinmine? K‘vin hesitated a bit before promising. He didn‘t want Asileth to think that she was to blame for all his problems. After all, she wasn‘t. She just made K‘vin have to face the problems that he would have to face sooner or later.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 4, 2010 17:21:24 GMT -5
((Sorry for the short post. I‘m tiiiiiiiiiired))
F‘ren was bored. It didn‘t happen often that he had time to be bored, but now he was. Chores and lessons were finished, Eneth wasn‘t hungry, didn‘t need to be bathed and oiled and was currently sleeping. And it was too late to go to the beach so F‘ren had nothing to do. After thinking about what he could do to entertain himself he finally decided on just going to the common area of the weyrling barracks. Hopefully there would be something going on there or someone fun to talk to.
He smiled when the first thing he saw was R‘nen sitting by himself, groaning in frustration and covering his face with his hands. R‘nen looked like he could use a distraction and F‘ren hadn‘t had the chance to talk to him properly since R‘nen had impressed Olloth. He quickened his step in R‘nen‘s direction and came to stop behind the weyrling. He looped his arms around R‘nen‘s and kissed an uncovered spot on his cheek, in typical F‘ren fashion of not respecting people‘s personal space. „Hello my friend, you look like you could use some company. What are you doing?“ He let go of R‘nen and moved a chair to sit with him. „I never got around to congratulating you properly on impressing Olloth. Feels pretty amazing huh?“ F‘ren grinned from ear to ear. He didn‘t always care so much about other people‘s happiness, but R‘nen was different. F‘ren had been like R‘nen, a long time candidate, and therefore he had been truly happy for the boy when he impressed Olloth.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 4, 2010 9:41:19 GMT -5
K‘vin hesitated a bit before nodding in response to Lialla‘s question. He was definately mischief-making, that was for sure. And K‘vin still wasn‘t sure if L‘mar had meant what he said about poisoning. „I don‘t know him that well, but I know him well enough to know that he‘s nothing like you. Because he may, or may not have poisoned the Weyr several times while doing kitchen duty.“ He hoped he wasn‘t offending Lialla by saying those things about her potential brother, but she had said it first so it was probably all right. Besides, they still didn‘t know if L‘mar was her brother or not. „Hey, you‘ll have to tell me later when you‘ve talked to L‘mar if you‘re his sister or not. The excitement is killing me.“ K‘vin grinned, he loved this family drama. Why could something this interesting never happen to him?
Oh. That makes sense. I don‘t love everyone either. Just the ones I know. Her clutchsister was wise too. It was good to talk to someone who was smart. She loved the littlewing but he wasn‘t that clever and he couldn‘t talk. I don‘t know Peth and I don‘t know Polo. Is Polo a twoleg? Is he Peth‘s? Oh and I also know Olloth. He needed a little help to find His, so I helped him. I love him but Calzanth is still my favourite brown. Hmm, Cryth need her help now. It‘s almostalmostmostest. Of that Asileth was sure.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 4, 2010 8:50:31 GMT -5
K‘vin would die if F‘ren continued to call him ‘Blushing Boy‘. Therefore he quickly mumbled his name so that if F‘ren would talk to him, he would at least address K‘vin by his name, and started on the second vegetable. He wasn‘t sure if he could handle having kitchen duty with F‘ren all day. Boys in general sometimes made him nervous, but F‘ren... F‘ren made him very nervous.
Another boy came and started skinning wherries directly opposite him. That made K‘vin very, very happy. Hopefully he wouldn‘t have F‘ren‘s undivided attention anymore now that another senior weyrling was here. They were probably friends already and would have much to talk about and K‘vin could be in peace. But the new boy wasn‘t very talkative. K‘vin even thought it was possible that the boy was even more shy than himself. He couldn‘t even look at K‘vin at first, but then he managed a smile. K‘vin liked to think that he was less shy now than he had been in his first days here so he bravely cleared his throat and smiled a little in return. „Hi, my name is K‘vin. What‘s your name?“ All right, so his voice wasn‘t quite as loud and confident as he would have liked, he could barely be heard over the noise in the kitchen, but at least he had made the first move.
While K‘vin peeled and peeled, he studied the boy closely. He knew nothing about him except that he had a brown dragon and a loud sister. And he was pretty sure that he had a gold firelizard. He was also cute. K‘vin nearly cut himself when he realized what he had thought. Men were not ‘cute‘. Men were especially not ´cute´ if the one thinking that they were cute, was also a man. What had K‘vin done to deserve to be stuck with cute not ugly boys in kitchen duty. Why couldn‘t there be any girls here? Or boys that were safe, like K‘ron, who K‘vin had mercifully never been attracted to. That was the only reason K‘vin could actually hold a decent conversation with K‘ron.
Oh well, those two were bronze and brown riders so they probably only liked women, so K‘vin stood no chance with them anyways. K‘vin groaned inwardly at his thoughts. He shouldn‘t care what their sexuality was, because it didn‘t matter. K‘vin was not attracted to them. Someday he was going to find himself a nice girl and stay with her for the rest of his life. Then K‘vin wouldn‘t be tortured by thoughts like these.
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L‘cin too? Oh this was just too much fun. Granted, they knew each other now so L‘cin wasn‘t as shy around him as he‘d been at first, but he still blushed. A lot. So now he had kitchen duty with two boys who were shy and blushed a lot. Could this be any more perfect? „So, K‘vin... You have a green beauty am I correct? What‘s your lovely lady‘s name? Isn‘t it fun to have a green? Don‘t you look forward to her first flight?“ If F‘ren had his way, Eneth would catch K‘vin‘s green when she rose. Greens would be a good practice for Eneth before he would participate in a goldflight.
He turned to L‘cin and smiled widely. „Speaking of flights, won‘t your Brillia be rising soon? Too bad I don‘t have a firelizard to chase her. You‘re so lucky that you get to experience flight, even though it is a miniature one, before the rest of us.“ Mating flights were the only thing that F‘ren envied about the people who were bonded to female dragons, and firelizards for that matter. They would often get to experiance flight lust and their dragons would never lose. Not that F‘ren planned on Eneth losing a flight, but he had to admit that it could happen.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 4, 2010 7:27:37 GMT -5
I was just thinking yesterday that I should probably decide when I should make my charries age Love your list F'ren: Mid-Autumn K'vin: Early Spring Toll: Early Summer
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Post by Kristin on Aug 4, 2010 7:22:29 GMT -5
As it turned out K‘vin had accidentally stumbled upon a very interesting topic, a topic that would surely keep Lialla’s mind occupied even if she had earlier refused to let go of K’vin’s problem. What she said made sense, she was a fellow green weyrling and K’vin felt like he could trust her completely already. He had almost told Lialla about his fears but the moment passed before he could say anything, as she started talking about a brother. K’vin decided that his problem could wait and listened intently to Lialla.
Wouldn’t it be just wonderful if L’mar happened to be Liamar, Lialla’s brother? Imagine the luck if it were true. “I’m sure he said that he was from Ista. He came here from Silver Cove but I’m positive he said that he was from Ista originally.” K’vin really hoped that he wasn’t giving Lialla false hope. To be honest, he was having a hard time believing that L’mar could be related to Lialla. They were so different, Lialla was calm and quiet and L’mar was… Well not calm and quiet. “You should look for him, to see if he is your Liamar. I’m sure he won’t be hard to find, he doesn’t seem to be the type to disappear in the background.”
Cryth seemd to understand Asileth completely. That pleased the green dragon. I don’t understand why anyone would hate anyone. I love everyone. I love K’vinmine the most. Then I love the smallwing nextmost. And then I love maybe you and Calzanth the nextnextmost. And then I love everybody else the nextnextnextmost.
Toll was bored. His bigwing was ignoring him and talking to the other green bigwing. That was no fun. He flew up away from Asileth to go to his twolegbonded. He settled in His’ lap and nudged His to get him to give Toll attention. His only absently stroked Toll’s back and Toll huffed. No one was paying attention to him! Before long however, histwolegbonded’s stroking lulled the brown flit to sleep.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 3, 2010 18:30:55 GMT -5
Who: F'ren and K'vin What: Kitchen Duty When: After lunch Where: Kitchens
Just three months and I won’t have to do this anymore. F’ren thought happily while making his way to the kitchens. For the last nine months F’ren had been busier than ever. It seemed like there was always something to do, like lessons, chores, feeding Eneth, bathing Eneth, oiling Eneth. He couldn’t complain with the tasks involving Eneth, every minute spent with Eneth was a well spent one, and they often learned something useful in lessons, but chores were a pain. And he hadn’t even only been doing chores for nine months, he had had candidate duties for six years. That added up to about seven years of working in the kitchens, changing glows and cleaning bedpans. But in three months they would graduate and they would be free. Of course chores and lessons would be replaced with something else, but at least Eneth would always be with him.
Suddenly F’ren was jolted out of his thoughts as someone, literally, ran into him. F’ren nearly fell down, but managed to regain his balance but the other boy wasn’t so lucky, as he managed to fall down on his arse. F’ren had noticed the boy before, in lessons and such, but he had never talked to him. He had impressed a green if F’ren remembered correctly. That piqued the bronze weyrling’s interest. He always tried to be on good terms with the greenies. He didn’t know if Eneth’s chances in a flight would be greater if they were friendly with the greenpair involved, but F’ren frequently sought out greenriders just in case. Naturally he preferred it if the rider was a woman but he still wanted Eneth to win every flight he entered. That wide eyed look the boy was giving him made F’ren sure that it would be no problem winning this greenrider over. F’ren smiled his most charming smile and extended his hand to help the boy up. “Why, fallen for me already have you? And you don’t even know my name yet. It’s F’ren, by the way.”
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He wasn’t late, but he would be if he didn’t run. Where would K’vin be if he couldn’t run so fast? It seemed like he was always nearly late to everything, although he’d always managed to get to lessons and chores just in time. He picked up the pace, he wanted to be early today for a change. But then he ran into someone. A someone, as K’vin observed from the floor, who was devastatingly handsome. As if the situation wasn’t embarrassing enough, the boy, F’ren, had to say that. K’vin blushed a deep crimson and reluctantly let F’ren pull him up. Avoiding eye contact, K’vin mumbled a hurried apology and promptly fled, running as fast as he could to the kitchens and away from F’ren.
He knew he had made a scene back there but he had ran into a man, fallen on his arse and then the man had made fun of him. It was all so embarrassing and K’vin prayed that they would never meet again. Unfortunately he knew that was wishful thinking as he had seen F’ren often before in weyrling lessons, but he hadn’t known his name. But the worst thing about this encounter had been the realization that K’vin was attracted to F’ren. His cheeks burned in shame when he thought about it but it was the unfortunate truth. It wasn’t the first time it had happened either. K’vin tried his best to look at the weyrling girls but his eyes always strayed to a near boy. He tried to justify it; out of the junior weyrlings only two were girls and one of them was Lialla who K’vin viewed much more as a friend than anything else.
He was finally distracted from his thoughts when he arrived in the kitchens. A cook that seemed to be very busy, hurriedly pointed at a huge pile of vegetables waiting to be peeled and chopped. K’vin had already peeled his first vegetable when he heard a too familiar voice behind him.
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F’ren was only mildly annoyed when the boy, whose name he didn’t know yet, ran away from him. He would meet him again when he wouldn’t be able to escape from him. He seemed shy, which wasn’t a problem, F’ren thought it was fun teasing talking to shy people.
When he entered the kitchens F’ren couldn’t help grinning when he saw who was sharing kitchen duty with him, even though he had been assigned to the task he hated the most, scrubbing pots and pans. Even though F’ren had expected to see the boy again sooner than later, he hadn’t expected it to be this soon. “You never did tell me your name, Blushing Boy.” He told him cheekily while passing him by on his way to scrubbing duty. Thankfully he wouldn’t be so far away that he couldn’t hold a conversation.
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Post by Kristin on Aug 3, 2010 12:56:51 GMT -5
Nononono, this was much to embarrassing to tell someone he just met. Grateful that he hadn‘t given in to his moment of insanity and told her about his problems, he just shook his head. „I, uhm, I‘d rather not say anymore.“ Smooth. Real smooth, K‘vin. He really, really hoped that Lialla would just let this go. He‘d have to make her think about something else. His mind raced as he rubbed his hands together nervously, at the same time biting his lower lip. Just when he needed him the most, his mind failed him and K‘vin was forced to simply revisit the previous topic of greenriders.
„L‘mar? I don‘t really know him that well. I had kitchen duty a while ago with him.“ The relief at finding something to say made K‘vin rush the sentence out but then he grew silent. All right, what more could he say about L‘mar? „He has a firelizard.“ K‘vin grimaced, that sentence had made no sense whatsoever, why should Lialla care that a stranger had a firelizard. But K‘vin had a topic now and he was going to stick with it. He just had to find more things to say... Oh! L‘mar had said that he was originally from Ista. It made sense to tell Lialla about that. „Actually, I think he‘s from Ista like you.“ K‘vin relaxed a little now. Hopefully this was enough to make her forget that topic.
No one hates Mine. Asileth told Cryth firmly. After all, why would someone hate someone as wonderful as Hers? He had no flaws, therefore no one could dislike him. Oh, Asileth loved Hers so veryverymuch. I don‘t think anyone hates Yours either. Asileth was starting to like Cryth. She was nice and she didn‘t want anyone to hate Asileth‘s either. Maybe she could even be friends with her clutchsister. At least if Hers was going to talk to Cryth‘s more, Asileth could also talk to Cryth more.
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