Logs:On Stubbornness
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| RL Date: 29 January, 2015 |
| Who: Edyis, Leova |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Log |
| What: Edyis comes to Leova for inside information. She gets career counseling. |
| Where: Main Living Cavern, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 12, Month 12, Turn 36 (Interval 10) |
| Weather: Blizzard. Wind and snow make for very bad weather today. The visibility is low, making travel dangerous. |
| Mentions: Cron/Mentions, Farideh/Mentions, Gretvyn/Mentions, Jeroman/Mentions |
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| With such awful weather, hardly anyone's going much of anywhere. At least the hatching cavern is not only warm but gives Vrianth a chance to stretch her wings. Her rider's foregoing her usual wing table in favor of one that's more out of the way, the better to alternate spoonfuls of stew with the slate on which she's focused without spilling the former onto the latter. People come. People go. Notebook tucked underarm and mostly unthawed from the brisk walk in from the bowl snagging up a bowl of stew and a mug before spotting her quarry. Well to be more accurate spotting someone she'd been intending on finding after lunch. Steps halt just on the opposite side of the table where Leova sits. "Mind if I join you Leova? I was wondering if you'd be willing to answer a few questions, I can buzz off though if you want a moment's peace." The former scribe grins. Leova turns her head. Leova looks at her. "Nothing like jumping right into it," she says, wry. "Sorry, it's just been hard to catch you lately." She smiles apologetically. "But, if you don't mind having a curious student underfoot a little more frequently, I'd like to take a little more on now that my attention isn't so divided." There's a pause as she sets her bowl down and settling into the chair. "There's a rumor going around that the reason you were looking for more interested students was the possibly of thread returning early. But I actually wanted to ask you about the Benden and Fort hatchings." "Mm." Leova's amber gaze stays appraisingly on the girl: not without reaction for both sets of rumors, but with much the same focus she'd given that slate. "What, once a month instead of every couple?" Occasionally more. "Tell me 'bout the divided." Some she must know. Some she might. She hasn't asked. "Self-defense lessons, the records room, my stepmother, Esvay's problems... the whole mess of it really." She murmurs lifting her cup to her lips. "I resigned from the records room a few months ago, and so far as Esvay... I guess you could say I have washed my hands of it. Everything I did to help seems to have done more harm than good with the rumors flying around about it now." Her nose twitching. Leova might as well not have heard mention of the rumors, much less the rumors themselves. Instead: "You had a good job in the records room. Respectable. Room to work. Still can't say as I know why you gave it up." "You and a lot of others, but It wasn't fair to Jeroman to turn in my knot every time I decided that there was some once in alifetime opportunity or else some dire family emergency. Gretvyn was sick; my brother was being his usual stupid self. I needed the time more than the marks or respect. Can't say, I don't regret it sometimes. The whole being respectable thing has its advantages. It seemed like the right decision at the time." Edyis replies. "Reckon Scribe Jeroman knows what's fair to him," Leova says mildly. "He wouldn't be the only one to expect regularity and responsibility." She closes her slate. "So. You had different priorities. Could do any of it differently, what would you have done?" The question evidently bears thinking on from the way she takes her spoon to poke at the stew in the bowl. "I don't know that I could go back and do any of it differently, maybe just have the one set of self-defense lessons..." Her head tilts as she studies the greenrider thoughtful. "Can't say I regret going to Monaco, nor can I regret getting the chance to spend that last bit of time with my stepmother. If I could have done it and kept the records room though, I would have. The lounge is fun, but it isn't the same." "'Fun.' No. It wouldn't be." The same. "Self-defense, it's useful." But, implied in the dragonhealer's smoky voice. "What do you want to focus on, now? 'Not getting any younger,'" has a wry tinge. "You and Farideh, shells. Make me sound like a spinster at 19." Stabbing at a hunk of meat with the spoon, chewing and swallowing before giving reply. "I want to keep learning, but I also have a better understanding of my limits. What do you do when you are too old for the hall, and too stubborn for the hold?" Smirking self-depreciative. "Most holds I know, you would be," Leova says briefly, though she adds a one-cornered smile. "I would've been. So." She might have continued right away, but instead she sets down her spoon at last and stretches out her neck, first one way and then the other. Whether or not Edyis had meant that as a real question, "You turn stubbornness to something as what will help the pace you're in, that's what you do. Stubbornness isn't bad by itself, and... it sounds like it's something you like about yourself besides." It's a keen look she has for the girl. "You? Never." Edyis grins in response, nodding pensively. "It's one of those things that proves useful as often as it proves troublesome. For now I would like to keep studying, what comes next beyond that... one day at a time I guess." She seems to decide. "Keeping focused on one thing alone I think will be the hard part." "One of 'em." Leova considers her. "Do you want to make it useful over troublesome? Is that a goal here and now, or something you figure is the way it is?" "I'd like to make it a useful thing over troublesome." Confirmed, even as the scribe is starting to take another bite. Looking up as though waiting for some nonverbal verdict to be passed. "Going to put in the work?" Leova moves to get that confirmed too. The "Yes." that follows leaves no room for uncertainty, nor wiggle room. "Though I expect to have to prove that point, and would enjoy doing so." "Prove it and prove it and prove it," Leova agrees. She glances down the length of the cavern. To Edyis again, "I'd best get. But. Think about what you could focus on. How you can help your place. How you can turn that stubbornness, and whatever else you have to deal with, into something good. You know where to find me, but give it a good thinking first, hm?" Edyis nods. "Thanks Leova." The girl nods, thinking hard about the words that are said. "I will." Think presumably, and really think about what it all might mean. "I will think about it." She repeats before falling into finishing off her stew. The greenrider inclines her head. Gets up. Gets on with her day. |
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