Reading Thoughts and Feelings [Treyvin/Muze]

[kevna]

Riasu - Candidate

It was always amusing to explore-the lower caverns were riddled with little openings where you could see out onto the beach or into the sky, and sometimes even get down to the beach, depending on the hand and footholes presented to assist in such an endeavor. Riasu was content enough with sitting, people and dragon watching, enjoying the outdoors while the rock wall mostly blocked the wind and cold. She was practicing her control of her ability. It was a good exercise, and highly amusing depending on the dragons that were out and about. Today was one such day.

She watched a green and blue fluttering around eachother. If dragons could flirt, she would assume based off of their actions, they were doing so. But because she could hear them, she knew in reality, they, and probably their riders, were fighting over the spot in the sky. They had to have been weyrlings, with their talk of practice betweening, and this being their spot. She listened to their conversation, in the back of her mind she wondered if they knew she did so. How did this... ability-connection work? She could ask Saruth-but the brown was so simple in his answers-she was unsure she would get much of an answer. Jarath... well, she and Loqui were still not in the best of places still, and as much as she missed the bronze, she avoided him. Jarath would just want them to make up.... Her attention rediverted to the arguing dragons, her confusion and irritation at the previous thoughts easily fluttering away. 

Riasu restrained a chuckle, her amusement growing as the blue threw out an insult about the green’s hide, and the green then called the blue childish before throwing out her own insult. They were both stubborn creatures, as were, she assumed their riders. Their fight so insignificant and silly it had all of her attention, her back leaning against one side of the rock wall, one leg dangling out in the cold, and the other pulled up to her chest, her arm wrapped around it.

[tovaana]

Treyvin;

The duo-toned flit rested on his shoulder, tiny claws stuck to his shoulder like velcro to keep him situated as Treyvin walked through the Weyr tunnels. He’d gotten used to being on the docks with his father that he felt almost out of place meandering through the less used tunnels. It was better to avoid the busy tunnels, it was less of a headache… but it’d been a while since he’d gone this way and it looked… different, maybe he was lost. Strangely, it didn’t bother him much, it gave him more quiet time to think and feel his own feelings – of which got muddled and confused when he was with others.

A feeling of irritation rang through him and it was so shocking to his peaceful thoughts that he stopped in his tracks. Confused, he glanced around until he felt where the strong feelings had come from. He let out a breath of relief, and was about to walk past the shorter tunnel that shed light from outside, when the irritation turned strangely quickly to amusement. He paused again, glancing down the way where a figure was silhouetted to the light outside. No, it hadn’t been a separate person’s feelings, there was just one person. He watched for a moment longer before deciding to approach the lady… he wasn’t the type to seek out attention, but he did like to figure people out – and it was a lot easier when it was just one person. The gangly teen always preferred one-on-one interaction over group settings, and he felt in a good place to interact with someone, maybe figure out the quick switch of emotions.

“Hey.” His heisitant voice reached out, along with an awkward smile, “mind if I join you?” He squinted out to the outside, as if he could spot what was so amusing once his eyes got used to the light. With a second glance at the woman, he realized she was familiar - a fellow candidate in fact. Well, not that he would be a candidate too much longer, after the time requested by his father, he would join his dad on his boat. 

[kevna]

Riasu – Candidate

The young male voice distracted her from the amusing spectacle the green and blue were putting on, turning her attention to a familiar looking young blue-eyed boy. She smiled her greetings and gestured next to her, “Hi. Not at all.” She placed him immediately as another candidate, and took a few moments to sift through the names before coming upon his, “Treyvin, right?” The question was just out of politeness, she was good with names, and she was pretty confident she was correct.

She gestured out to the quarreling blue and green dragons, chuckling out, “What do you think they are doing, up there in the sky like that? Flirting, fighting, or something in between?” She already knew the answer, seeing as she could hear the dragon’s quite clearly, but it would be nice to know what an outsider to the conversation would think. What would a boy think, looking at such a sight? What sort of thoughts did he entertain and keep hidden? Did the dragons above think their conversation private, just as any human would hope their own thoughts would remain private?

“Dragons, people, we’re such fickle creatures. I like to dragon watch all the time-probably spend too much time doing it. But being a three-year-old dragon candidate, I have to get my boredom and longing out somewhere.” The last was said with more amusement, though she could feel the longing entering her as she once again set eyes on the dragons without, wondering what her future dragon would look like, be like, and most importantly feel like in the chasms of her own mind. Someday. Hopefully soon, but possibly not. 

[tovaana]

Treyvin;

“Yeah…” He said, taking a seat a bit further from the edge than Riasu was – he supposed he should confirm that he did know her name… it was… Risu, Riasu? Something like that, but it seemed almost redundant. Besides, he was never really interested in small talk, it danced around what people were actually feeling and was terribly fake.

His clear gaze followed hers out, the brightness fading away to an actual scene – and spotted where he amusement had stemmed. Two dragons in their antics – and subconsciously he focused on the dragons and by extension the humans by attachment. Their frustration was interesting, though he could hardly tell why they were feeling what they were feeling, he could only guess or put a story to it in his mind.

“Frustration.” He said simply, then realized that he’d done that thing his mother had warned him against – making his knowledge seem definite. “I mean, I think so. The way they’re flapping about… “ Actually sort of made them look like they could be flirting he realized and cleared his throat. “Or maybe a mix of both. What do you think?”

He sat quietly watching the dragons flapping about, his mind temporarily off of his father and what he wanted in his future and totally immersed in the sad longing that shed from the candidate. His attention turned away from the scene and peaked over at the woman, feeling empathetically (literally) what she was feeling… he felt rather silly that he had only been on the sands one time and had given up that goal, at least, given in up seriously… his father still wanted him to try, so he would, but his boyish dream of sailing with his father and sharing adventures with him had dwarfed his dreams of dragons… besides, being on the sands again… even though she couldn’t possibly know what it had been like for him, he was feeling that this time of waiting was a deep travesty for the woman. The longing was similar to others, but yet… deeper and more rooted than other flighty feelings of disappointment (like his own).

“Three years, huh? That must be hard… waiting that long.” He paused, biting the inside of his mouth thoughtfully. How come candidates waited that long? Put their lives on hold for that long? He supposed those who grew up around dragons could think of nothing else, but hers didn’t seem like just a simple expectation of impressing, but as if there was a story (like always) behind her longing. "What made you want to be a dragon candidate?" He asked, thinking it was as good a place as any to try and find her story. The only thing he could remember about her was that she always seemed to feel confident during lessons, sometimes even bored - so he assumed she grew up around dragons, but that wasn't much of a story... only history.