Clearing The Air [Taxx/Aleni] Mar 27, 2018 1:47:45 GMT -5
Post by Zen on Mar 27, 2018 1:47:45 GMT -5
Two Weeks After The Hatching
Mizao :: Brown Wendiloth, Sk'lar
It had been two sevendays since Mizao had Impressed her brown Wendiloth. She had tried not to think on it too much while the dragon was awake, for it worried him, and sent him into depressive moods, because Mizao simply did not know what to make of the fact that she had Impressed brown. She had yet to write home about it. What would she say? How could she explain this? It went against everything she knew, against all of her expectations. She had truly hoped that the gold might choose her, because surely her father could not go on disapproving of her choice with a gold at her side, even though she knew it was an unlikely future. And if not gold, she was sure it would have been a green to find her on the Sands. A female dragon. Something girls were supposed to Impress.
But now she was one of a very exclusive group of girls to have done the unthinkable and Impressed brown. She was not the first, no, nor even the second, as Karo claimed that title, but the third... the third girl to ever bond a brown lifemate, in the entire history of Pern. She couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with her. That was surely what her father would think, when he found out she had Impressed a brown. The alarming thought that he would blame his allowing her into the smithcraft crossed her mind. He had subjected her to a craft that was meant for men and now he'd gone and half turned her into one, what with her Impressing a dragon meant for boys. Her sisters would have no chance at all to take her place at the Hall.
She was at least thankful she wasn't the only one. She didn't know just how she felt about Karo just yet, but it helped not to be the only girl with a brown in the class. She had heard of the girl in one of the older classes that had been the first to Impress brown, and she'd been alone in the matter. There was lots of talk of how she was bullied and teased. It was also fortunate that everyone was far more distracted with Aleni to take too much notice of her and Karo. Which brought up another sore point. She had considered Aleni a friend... and now she didn't know what to think of her... or him? And so she had been avoiding the new goldweyrling as she tried to sort out her feelings on the matter.
She would have liked someone to talk to about it... someone like Joia, preferably, but the other girl had not Impressed with them, and caring for Wendiloth kept her so busy, and she didn't want to leave him for long, and the candidate quarters were literally the entire Weyr away and.... She felt really terrible about it all. She hadn't even said goodbye to Joia before she'd led Wendiloth off the Sands, and now it had been two sevendays and she had yet to speak with her. She could only hope her friend would be understanding... that she would forgive her lapse. It wasn't as though she didn't have a good reason, after all. She would make it up to her, somehow, as soon as she could.
She was just finishing up oiling a dry patch for the second time that day when Th'ron walked by with his bronze, but stopped to stare down at her. She kept working for a moment until she felt the young man's gaze and peered up at him nervously, “U-uhm... hello, Th'ron.”
The bronzeweyrling sneered at her, “You know I'm about convinced you're really a boy as well. Why the shell else would a brown pick you out? Or maybe your dragon's just damaged in the head like that gold must be.” She didn't have any idea what to say to that, though her anger flared at the insult to Wendiloth and Riyobith both. The brown shifted uncertainly, eyeing the boy suspiciously. Mizaomine? She shook her head and Th'ron stepped forward, “Well, which one is it?”
“I... I don't... I'm not-”
“Wow, Th'ron, you really inspire loyalty like a true bronzerider acting like that.”
Mizao and Th'ron both looked over to see Sk'lar entering the room, soaking wet, with a clean Ikkamath at his side, dancing happily from paw to paw. Th'ron's gaze narrowed at the older male, “What's that, bluerider?”
Sk'lar gave a cold laugh as Th'ron spit out the title as though it were an insult, but didn't dignify him with any more of a response, instead turning his attention to Mizao, “Looks like you got that spot well enough Mizao.” It was hard NOT to know the names of the two new female brownriders, “If you leave your oiling supplies out, I gotta get a few spots on Ikkamath here so I'll put it away for you.”
Mizao stared up at him, unsure for a moment, and then realized he was giving her a way out and nodded quickly, rising and hurrying back to her cot with Wendiloth scrambling after her. She heard Th'ron speaking once more on her way, but he seemed occupied with Sk'lar now. Should she leave him alone with the bronzeweyrling? Well... he was the oldest of their class, and clearly didn't have any problem getting involved, so she was sure he would be fine. It wasn't like she would be much help anyway.
A bit shaken, she fell rather gracelessly onto her bed. Wendiloth rested his head at her side, offering silent support, and she reached out to place her hand on his muzzle, reassuring him in turn. She'd heard Th'ron talking about Aleni before. He and A'ron and R'den seemed to have nothing better to talk about between the three of them, though she and Karo were mentioned on occasion, glances thrown their way. This was the first time she'd ever been confronted by the young man, however. Thank Faranth for Sk'lar's arrival.
Mizao looked over at the brown, his head still resting on her bed, eyes half lidded, and smiled softly, Then go to sleep, you silly thing.
You are okay now?
She hesitated, but nodded, sitting up and guiding the brown to his wallow to curl up, I'm all right. Don't worry.
With a soft sigh, the brown closed his eyes and was soon asleep. After a few more moments of silence, Mizao made a decision and made her way over to Aleni's cot. She stood there for a moment, awkwardly, and then, “Can I talk to you?” They had a lot to talk about. Without Joia, Aleni was the only one she really knew in their class, and they both had... interesting circumstances surrounding their Impression. It was likely they would both be dealing with Th'ron more in the future, Karo too, and the three of them... well... the three of them would do better if they could do it together. But there were some things Mizao needed cleared up first when it came to Aleni.