Post by tovaana on Nov 17, 2022 1:30:02 GMT -5
Cionessan;
“No, if you aren’t drinking, neither am I.” He simply brushed the idea off, especially because he was a journeyman harper. He wasn’t the typical harper who enjoyed partying like most… but parties were a great place to spread music, spread ideas. He needed to come up with some sort of song to celebrate his sister’s impression and the appearance of the strange gold and green hatchling. He’d have all afternoon to come up with something rough that he could clean up later. Cionessan offered her a smile, “Ah, no you don’t. It’s your party, we’ll be there as long as you want.”
He let the moment of silence linger, thoughtfully watching the brown eat his fill, meanwhile playing with words in his mind. The presence of someone else had his face washing with neutrality, which was good – as he felt disgust that the girl had also impressed a brown. The girl seemed to know Lo’sa, though it only meant he didn't completely ignore her like he might have otherwise.
Cion nodded his head in greeting to Brenna when Lo’sa introduced them, his face still devoid of any emotion that would give away what he was really feeling. “I’ll let you ladies feed your new lifemates.” He nodded to excuse himself. “Brenna.” And then he turned to his sister and offered a small smile. “Lo’sa. I’ll see you later.” He gave the browns one last glance before turning to leave. It would have been better if Lo’sa had been the only female impressing brown, it would have made his song-writing easier… well, the song he would write for Mavros would just be a little different than the one he wrote for the rest of Pern. It would be manageable. He wondered what was so different about Mavros that female brownriders were so much more prevalent than the rest of Pern? It was something else he would let ruminate.
Taxx Alyx