Logs:Wingmates, Not Friends
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| RL Date: 26 August, 2015 |
| Who: Edyis, K'zin |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Log |
| What: Edyis and K'zin are about to be wingmates but not friends. |
| Where: Garden Patio Ledge, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 23, Month 8, Turn 38 (Interval 10) |
| Weather: Warm sunshine and cloudless skies make for a beautiful day and pleasantly warm evening. A breeze tempers the heat with no humidity lingering in the air. |
| Mentions: K'del/Mentions, Mielline/Mentions, R'vel/Mentions, T'mic/Mentions, V'ros/Mentions, Yesia/Mentions |
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>---< Garden Patio Ledge, High Reaches Weyr(#634RJ) >------------------------<
Partly sheltered by the curving stone overhang, partly exposed to the
weather, the wide stone patio serves as a balcony for socializing or just
plain drinking on a sizable scale. The repurposed ledge might once have
let two large dragons land, but now there's too much furniture for that:
two rustic tables with attendant chairs, plus a couple more in
particularly good weather, and a wrought iron bench situated to make the
most of the view of the western bowl and the lake beyond.
Other changes include rough little niches carved out of the stone walls to
hold glows in colored bottles at night, the climbing plant that's being
trained to grow up along the overhang, and the blue ceramic pots of
flowers that dot the edge of the ledge as a colorful reminder not to fall
off.
An archway leads to the Snowasis itself, housed in the ledge's former
weyr, while a few wide steps descend along the wall to the bowl.
Warm sunshine and cloudless skies make for a beautiful day and pleasantly
warm evening. A breeze tempers the heat with no humidity lingering in the
air. It's early evening, most of the wings coming back in for the day after their completed sweeps. Edyis is perched at one of the tables, laughing with a pair of snowdrift wingriders, who seem to be taking their leave. "See you tomorrow Mai, and J'tor. Thank you again for showing me the ropes." She calls after them, pulling the remnants of her mug between her hands and watching their departure in the direction of the bowl. There's a sketchbook nearby, and a plate of sweet rolls almost demolished. It's a freshly bathed K'zin with rapidly drying hair that enters Snowasis from the caverns and picks up a drink on his way out to the patio. He steers out the door, taking careful sips from his steaming mug and taking a step that sloshes over his hand. The heat of the liquid elicits a soft swear and sees K'zin stepping off to the side where he he can set his mug on the edge of Edyis' table in his haste to get the liquid off his hand with a shake. It's only when he looks up once the personal emergency has passed that he greets with an easy, "Edyis, hey." It is the cursing that has Edyis looking up, and there is something of an easy smile that spreads on recognition of its source. "K'zin, hey. Feels like I haven't seen you around in a while, but that might just be because they have us drilling with Snowdrift now." She pushes a chair free with her foot, an invitation for him to join her, should he be so inclined. "Help yourself to a sweet roll." She offers smiling behind her mug. "Oh, well," K'zin lets the hand that was too recently victim of his carelessness wave in the air to dismiss that. "Good to get some space from one's assistants when transitioning into a grown up wing. But, you know, you can never really be free of them." He observes as he reaches to take up his mug, nonchalant. "How's Snowdrift going for you?" To that? She grins, "Free of assistants or free of weyrlings?" She opines sweetly. "Better than expected, granted V'ros and I have never gotten along, and Yesia's touchy at best, but Akluseth's thrilled to be in a wing with Jorrth and Aeaeth." Edyis admits brightly. Settling her mug on the table to begin picking apart one of those lingering rolls, she starts popping icing coated bites into her mouth. "How have you been? Other than scalded by your drink?" "One is nothing without the other, so why try to separate them?" K'zin answers with a half-smile. "V'ros is an odd one," he'll allow before sipping again. "Glad Akluseth is pleased and that you're settling in." There's a measured silence before he answers the last, "I've been good. Taking some vacation, laying some groundwork for my next assignment, letting the weyrlings get settled in to their new wings." "Because at some point you have to cut the apron strings, or so I've heard." Edyis chuckles. "Your next assignment? You mean you work between classes of rambunctious weyrlings?" She teases warmly, popping another bite into her mouth and studying him at that measure of silence. "How else does an assistant keep their 'real world' experience current to bring home to those training for it?" K'zin poses the question rhetorically. "You do have to cut the apron strings, which is why wingleaders tend to give assistants some time away from the wing to let the weyrlings get used to not seeking the skirts of assistants-turned-wingriders to cling to in uncertain moments." He sips his drink casually. "So I'll be seeing you in drills tomorrow." So casually. "How does one keep real world experience at a time when the thread doesn't fall." She counters with a soft chuckle, but she seems to concede the point regardless. "I don't seem to remember ever clinging to your skirts K'zin." She murmurs with a blithe smile, unbothered by his casual slip. "Is that so? Do they have you all shadow with different wings between clutches?" She muses curiously, "Or are you going to be a semi-permanent addition." "Simple, the real world has become the one when Thread doesn't Fall, unless you suspect this is all some wonderful dream from which there is no waking," K'zin suggests with a wry tone, gesturing to world around them. "Not that it would be the worst I've had, dream-wise," he adds before saying, "and I was forced to swear off wearing skirts when I Impressed Rasavyth." The bronzerider nods, "It is so, and no, generally assistants are with whoever they're with until the next class, so I'll be with Snowdrift, at least until the next eggs break shell." He projects. "Think you can handle it? V'ros and me as wingmates?" Edyis laughs then, "Mores the pity, I imagine you might have the legs to pull it off." There is a lift of one dark brow at the revelation of his new wing, but if Edyis is displeased with the notion it doesn't show in her expression. "Got bored with Tagia?" She wonders, before her mouth twitches. "That depends, are you planning on treating me as your subordinate or as your teammate?" "I was informed, in no uncertain terms, that forgetting to shave was an unforgivable mar on being able to pull it off." K'zin answers the laughter with an easy grin. Evidently though Rasavyth may object, K'zin has sense of humor enough to find no shame in the topic. "I never really fit with Taiga. K'del put me there when I was newly graduated from being a rambunctious weyrling so he could keep an eye on me and help make me a better man," there's reflection but not nostalgia when he makes this observation. "It was even less a place I belonged after I came back from Telgar." He shrugs his shoulders. "I'm planning on treating you like my wingmate. My focus as part of Snowdrift is to do some work with the Smiths, so you'll see me for drills and probably for sweeps sometimes, but I'm not sure that 'teammate' is really an apt description of what my role is going to be to you." The explanation is candid, lacking in any particular feeling. "Then I must have vastly misunderstood what was involved with a wing. Or T'mic spoiled us, one." She comments with an idle hand wave, "Seems to be a place he puts a lot of people who don't exactly mesh." Mention of Telgar though, draws dark eyes curiously then, not that she hasn't noticed his refusal to sit. "Do what you like, it isn't my problem it's Mielline's. Just don't expect me to hop to at your request, unless it's under Mielline's or R'vel's orders." She states simply enough. Picking apart another roll and watching him with a guarded expression. K'zin's brow furrows as he looks down at Edyis. "I think you have me confused with someone else if you're concerned about me giving you orders." Even as an assistant, K'zin was more the 'requests' guy even if he held the line of what was expected. "Perhaps a month isn't enough time to notice that Snowdrift doesn't work quite so much as some of the other wings with more traditional focuses. Not that they don't work together," since they do, "but they have their fingers in a lot of different areas and not all their riders are tasked together for things outside drills, sweeps and the traditional duties of a rider. Unless you happen to have a Smith apprentice knot from way back when that I don't know about, I doubt very much that we'll be focused in the same area as wingriders in Snowdrift." Edyis shrugs then, "It was a question of camaraderie, but." She shrugs then, gathering her things. "Have a nice day K'zin." She states simply, without particular inflection, making to head off in the direction of the greenhouses. "We're not friends, if that's what you were asking." K'zin says swiftly in answer to that. "Generally, people don't consider those who make asinine assumptions about them the kind of person they want to spend more time with, even if they're assigned to the same wing." The bronzerider says it all more or less blandly with only the thinnest edge of frustration. "I don't keep false friends and I'm not sure you would know how to be any other kind." That's his piece and once it's said, K'zin has no cause to keep her. Edyis is moving off, and his words, if she's heard them at all, elicit no reaction or response. |
Comments
Alida (19:00, 26 August 2015 (PDT)) said...
Ahh, my dear 'student...' Maybe you've learned a little TOO much from your sensei. ;)
Faryn (19:31, 26 August 2015 (PDT)) said...
Daaamn. That escalated quickly.
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