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Post by Feline Protector on Apr 14, 2004 15:24:13 GMT -5
Junni wasn't listening to their converstaion, instead, she was flipping through the book she had grabbed. It seemd to be about all the mythical and rare creatures of pern, but way in the back she had found that someone had added a sheat of paper. On it was scrawled something about rare dragons. It seemed that all of them had been real, except for one, a Glass dragon. A myth was written, some many turns ago, about a great dragon that gaurded an early setlement here. The ruins, she thought. But one day, this gaurd dissapered and the settelment was killed by the next thread fall. Odd. She turned back to the real book and started reading about Clawcos and other creatures that haven't been found yet.
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Post by K'roi-A'den-Devyn on Apr 14, 2004 20:36:42 GMT -5
He could tell that he'd irked her in some way, and he blinked in surprise. "I meant no offense when I said that, merely that I was worried. And I did not call you a child in any manner or meaning of the word." He said quietly, meeting her eyes with his own, mismatch for mismatch. "You look tired...I apologize if I was too forward." His words held some note of hidden authority that told of an exasperation on his part. His attempts at being an all around good guy were apparently misinterpreted. "Thank you for the compliment. Good day to you." He then said, and shifting the waking clawko in his arms, inclined his head in a nod, he moved away from her.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Apr 15, 2004 14:45:42 GMT -5
"I know." Seeing his own mismatched eyes meet hers, Neou turned her gaze resolute and hard, refusing to be gazed down by the Weyrleader. "I am sorry I took it incorrectly..." But before her apology had gotten fully out, he had moved away. "Wait! Please, do not leave. I get little company as it is." The Weyrharper gave a small grin, a weak one at that. "My patience seems to be tried by the smallest things. I am tired. You were correct, of course. I just do not particullary like the idea of another handling the creatures I have designated as my own." Her grin fading, Neou looked to the various faces about her. They would not mind. I cannot tell you exactly what they say, because they cannot talk like I can to you or myself, but they say that you do need rest. You do. They get hungry during the night a lot, we both know that. Elenath pushed her golden head against Neou's thigh, looking at her rider plantatively.
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Post by K'roi-A'den-Devyn on Apr 20, 2004 17:49:34 GMT -5
K'roi paused, turning back to her. "I can understand how you feel. After all, each of your creatures has bonded to you for a reason. But as a future queen rider and Weyrwoman, you are able to call upon the aid of anyone in this weyr, as much if not more than others. Pick a few people you trust to aid you if you have to. It's not shameful to request the help of others." His eyes softened again as he continued. "Believe me... I had to learn that lesson the hard way."
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Post by Neou and Korint on Apr 20, 2004 21:56:00 GMT -5
"What happened? It seems like I am just using my rank if I let them know that I am using them for the reason you said... It seems that just because I am a Queenrider, I should have special advantages. But I do not wish to." Frowning slightly, Neou gave her head a rueful shake. "I really have no other friends here, save you. I do not know who I can trust. It seems that all I get now is respect, not friendship. And friendship is what I truly wish." Sighing, Neou watched her various creatures chirp in agreement with her. "Except from them, of course. They are wonderful, marvelous. The like me for who I am, not for what my rank is, or what I look like. That is why I do not leave now. For them." Again looking with a strange smile to the dragonrider, Neou let her eyes turn strangely glassy. *Short, really sorry.*
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Post by K'roi-A'den-Devyn on Apr 21, 2004 6:53:28 GMT -5
"Actually, it's a long story. To make it brief, We'll leave it at a feline hunt that got out of control. I said that everyone in the weyr has the right to ask help from others, but pulling rank in not necessary for something like this, and as you said, is not desirable." The bronzerider now absently played with the white clawko's fuzzed ears as he spoke, an action that the kit had at first resented, then accepted as he continued to do it, perhaps even coming to enjoy the caresses. "You can trust many of the people here. Believe me, as Jr. Weyrleader the respect takes the pace of friendship in some situations, but I do have friends. You've just got to make yourself approachable until people realize that you will not hold yourself above them, as some queen riders do." He now faced her again, noting the strange look that grew upon her face.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Apr 21, 2004 18:46:18 GMT -5
"Those do seem to. Felines are dangerous." Still looking rather absent, Neou managed a smile small as the Junior Weyrleader stroked the feline kitt's ears. It was such a wonderful sight, that she wished she had the artistic talents to set it down upon paper. What a pleasant gift that would be... Finding that she was wondering, Neou came abrutly back, with a nod of apology. "I am sorry about that. I seem to go into other places more and more often... I suppose I am just tired." Listening to his wise comments, Neou nodded slightly. "Of course you are right. I do try to make myself approachable, especially to those I teach. But it seems I cannot get most to even call me by my first name, which bothers me so. There is something more to me then just Queenrider, or Weyrsinger." Looking rather upset by that, Neou calmed herself, before her creatures decided the Weyrleader was the cause of all this trouble. "Again, I have an outburst I should not have. Forgive me." Nodding her head in respect, Neou could not forget who this particular rider was. What harm would it be to tell him? He would break her heart, of that she was sure, but he surely knew by now. "K'roi, this is difficult for me to say, but I feel I must. I know that you surely love Ruvna, and that you are devoted to her. But I just wish you to know that I am, shall we say, in love with you as well. I have been, for quite some time." Bowing her head in shame, Neou felt the sudden urge to get up and leave.
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Post by K'roi-A'den-Devyn on Apr 26, 2004 6:51:51 GMT -5
As she spoke aloud her 'confession' K'roi felt a sadness overcome him. He could not return her affections, it was true, but he'd grown fond of the younger queenrider as a friend, and it hurt him to hurt her. "Neou... I thank you for telling me this." He said slowly, trying to choose his words with the greatest of care. "But yes...I do love Ruvna. Even had not Gareth managed to catch Fannith, I would have approached her myself." He spoke these words with no idication that he would have cared if it was not necessarily the choice thing to do at the time. "I will not tell you that you do not know what love is, or some other excuse to put off your feelings, for I know that you are above that. However ...I can't return your affection. At best, if you will allow me to remain your friend, I would feel privledged to retain your trust and companionship." The sincerity in his voice was evident, and his mismatched eyes looked sad that he'd had to do this.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Apr 26, 2004 19:06:32 GMT -5
"Of course. That was the reply I expected, of course." Shaking her head slowly, Neou kept her wits together. She did not wish to break down in tears, or do any other such thing that might have betrayed with she truly felt. "That is what I thought. And you are right, of course. I have felt love many times, and pain many times more. You can remain my friend, if you wish to." But Neou knew it would be awkward forevermore between them, that there would be a gulf that would be difficult to fill. It would be strange, knowing that one loved the other, and the other one could never love that one in return. Turning away quickly, the Queenrider muttered something that sounded vaguely like, "Good day my lord," before walking away quickly. She bumped into Felle on her way out, tears suddenly coming unbidden to her eyes. What had she expected? The same as she had just received, of course. She did not wish to hear this, but she had known all along she would. Why then was the pain so real?
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Post by Harpertrue on Apr 26, 2004 20:29:35 GMT -5
Felle, whom had been returning to the table at which T'rin now sat, playing lightly on his pipes, stumbled when Neou bumped into him in her flight. The record skins he was carrying flew from his arms as he whirled toward Neou. Stumbling after her he grabbed her wrist lightly. His crystal firelizard appeared on his shoulder, its eyes whirling an echo of the mute Harper's own worried eyes.
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Post by Neou and Korint on Apr 26, 2004 21:40:11 GMT -5
Embarrassment at her own, as Neou considered it, childish actions caused Neou's face to redden, though her tears would not stop falling. "Nothing." Her voice was merely a mumble though. Offering the Harper a piece of paper and writing utensil, she sighed once. "Or something. I let myself get too carried away over something I knew would never happen. Oh, look! I got the fair upset." Indeed, Neou's various creatures were gathered about her, making small noises of concern, which they traced back to K'roi. "Perhaps I let my mind get away, or my heart. I should not have believed in what could not be true." *Short, sorry.*
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Post by Harpertrue on Apr 26, 2004 22:13:57 GMT -5
Felle smiled sadly to her, small frown lines appearing between his eyebrows. As he bent his head over the paper to write, the firelizard on his shoulder observed the teary Weyrsinger. When the Harper had finished writing he gave her the paper. It read, Do not cry. It makes me sad, too. Then a line down from that. What is wrong?
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Post by Neou and Korint on Apr 26, 2004 22:19:43 GMT -5
"Does it? That is at least a small assurance of some sort to me." Neou sighed heavily again once, wiping away her tears. She hated to cry, found it a weakness. But she found she did it more and more here. "Where should I start? Where can I start? I suppose it starts some time ago. Perhaps half a Turn. I no longer care to remember what happened then. Let us just say that one very dear to me indeed died." Frown lines appearing between her own forehead, Neou glanced about herself once. "Come, let us at least go into the corridor outside." Once there, Neou resumed her woeful tale. "When I came here, I cannot say that I was liked by many at the start. But there was one that perhaps my heart foolishly latched upon, perhaps not. He reminded much of the one I had lost. Oh, I knew that he would not love me. But I lost my heart to a fool's vain hope that perhaps he would. And that hope was proved wrong today. I have lost much, or at least some. I should be used to this pain by now. But I am not."
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Post by Harpertrue on Apr 26, 2004 22:29:12 GMT -5
Felle followed her into the hall, still looking concerned. The Harper listened well to what Neou said, nodding when she had finished. Putting the paper against the wall of the corridor he wrote again. Yes, you have lost much. I cannot relate, I suppose, not in the same way. Fiedka tightened his tail around Felle's neck and the latter had to pause in writing to pry at the crystal tail so he could breath. It was K'roi, wasn't it?
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Post by Neou and Korint on Apr 26, 2004 22:33:40 GMT -5
"I am being selfish though. Others have lost far more then me, and I suppose I should feel lucky that I do have what I have." Though there was no insult meant, Neou could not help but look at Felle's mouth and neck, where no sound emerged. "Yes, it was him. Unfortunately. I knew better then to do so the whole time, but who can tell what the human heart will do? Strange things, to be sure." Sitting down upon the stone floor heavily, surronded at once by a mass of variously different hued bodies, Neou again sighed. "Felle, will you help me take care of them? Please? I trust you, and I need help. When one is awake, the other is asleep. Then, that one awakes, the other goes to sleep, and all are hungry within an hour of the other one. I have only been getting two or so hours of sleep a night. Most say it affects me." Managing a slight grin, Neou struggled to change the topic.
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