Logs:A well-made knit
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| RL Date: 18 May, 2013 |
| Who: Rasavyth |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Vignette |
| What: Rasavyth knits while K'zin talks to Telavi. |
| Where: Rasavyth's Ledge, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 25, Month 10, Turn 31 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: Telavi/Mentions, Iolene/Mentions, Tiriana/Mentions, Azaylia/Mentions, K'del/Mentions, Taikrin/Mentions, Jo/Mentions |
| OOC Notes: Takes place at the same time as Logs:Intrawing Relations. It's for Tela because I made her curious, so I owed her an explanation. Very back-dated. |
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| There's a tap paired with a metallic 'shh' noise as pointed tips of needles pick up strands of the invisible ooze and knit the individually woven patterns together. K'zin talks to Telavi. It's about time someone brought this up, he'd expected it sooner. But everyone had been so sickeningly civil about the whole thing. He hears K'zin tell an unintended lie, a flaw of human memory that his careful indexing of each memory allows him to correct. It is better that he be honest now, with Telavi. Honesty is virtuous, and trust-worthy. He must tell the whole story. He might come out an ass, but he must come out an honest ass. He finds it all tiresome. These juvenile games are hardly worthy of him, but they build a foundation and that is why he encourages them to go on. Some, if any were privy to his private musings, might think him a chaotic creature, attracted to strife and drama by nature... After all, they are both such nice distractions from his guile and subterfuge. But it simply isn't so. It is that innate knowledge he was hatched knowing that makes him certain. Who can say if it was Ysavaeth who passed this down through Hraedhyth unknowing, or Iovniath, though perhaps less likely she. Certainly not Cadejoth. Such things are beyond him. But Szadath, maybe? He knew nothing of his sire. That was worth looking into. The certainty was this: those who endure trial together, those who solve discord with effort and communication, are knit all the closer. Closeness is good. The more who are close, the more shields one has from the sharp tongues of truth. Some would never believe it of his sweet K'zin. One day, that disbelief will serve them so well. If only he can lay the path well enough for his K'zin to follow without creating discord of their own. It would make them stronger, but it would also make them different and he liked this direction. It was a good one. Perhaps he would ask Tacuseth about Szadath. He might know something. He might say. It was worth asking, he decided. Then he focused back on his knitting, each stitch precise. Never a move made without a pattern, without a plan to follow. |
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