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 Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 8:35 pm
[OOC: So this is all probably going to be one or two posts. I just wanted to role play my two babies together, given that they're both fairly opposite in personality... but maybe could be friends one day?]
The one part of being on serving duty that Astri minded was the absolute invisibility it granted her. She was a young woman who liked being seen, instead of ignored. The food she put down got more attention than she did, and it gave her a flash of anger that reminded her that she was no longer three years old, and temper tantrums were hardly appropriate. It also give her perspective on how the drudges might feel, and she made sure to greet them all with a smile and a firm handshake. Well, when she noticed. Astri was hardly exempt from the faults of the general populace.
It wasn't always like that; sometimes Astri managed to strike up conversations with those she was serving. She had an obvious preference for talking to dragonriders, always eager to drill them on their experiences. While she tried not to be too rude, Astri did have a tendency towards a rather forceful personality, and sometimes she came off as too strong. Oh well. At least she was better than she had been younger. Thinking back on that time still made her shudder.
L'mel, by conrast, did not have to worry about things like common chores. All his spare time was devoted to Dimeth, or training in his wing. Today, he woke up late, and sauntered leisurely to the Lower Caverns to drink klah and chew on a meatroll, tearing off bits to offer Accident. The green fire lizard took everything with an almost comical delicacy, holding it between her forelimbs as she nibbled on it. Now that Accident was an adult, she didn't eat like she was starving anymore, and she no longer accidently bit L'mel's finger. He was grateful that his fire lizard was finally beyond that stage. His fingers had suffered from that, and he still had the scars to prove it.
A tantalizing bottom waggled past the corner of L'mel's hazel eyes. He had no self-control, and saw no problem with that. Plus, it was so very, very tempting... He reached forward and pinched one of the plump cheeks, enjoying the way the flesh yielded under his fingertips.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2009 3:45 pm
Astri's already wide eyes grew even larger. She looked right strange at that moment, enough to stir a few laughs from those who were watching the devious bluerider. L'mel never failed to entertain, after all. He was a bit of a clown, even though he hardly meant it. The man seemed to strike out more than he got lucky, and from the way Astri's face was blotching, it appeared he wasn't about to get a warm body in his bed.
"How dare you?" Whirling on one boot heel, Astri managed to loom over L'mel, despite being significantly shorter. She didn't want to get angry, but sexual harassment and blatant degradement was not something she could tolerate very easily. She had seen enough of it at the Weyr to be uncomfortable, without realizing that many of the females returned the friendly pinches ten fold. She just wasn't used to how open Weyr life was. Not yet. Perhaps not ever.
"Apologize to me. That was just rude. Do you do that to all the drudges too? Do you back them into a corner so they can't say no?" Okay, so Astrisabe had gone a bit over the top. It would have been amusing, had she not been rather scary. It didn't look like she was breathing in between shouting. That probably wasn't good for her, the part of L'mel's mind that wasn't otherwise occupied mused.
Perhaps you should apologize... and maybe not harass drudges so much anymore. For once Dimeth's words were getting through L'mel's thick skull. It had never occurred to him before that women might not actually /want/ his attention.
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2009 10:01 am
"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Well, I did. But I didn't think you would care." L'mel shrugged his shoulders once, avoiding Astri's direct gaze as much as possible. When he was caught at something, he still had the childish tendency to want to burrow into himself and avoid looking at his accuser as much as possible, as if hoping that that would somehow spare him their anger.
"It's okay. I might have overreacted a bit. I'm still not used to Weyr life. It's so much more... blatant." It was easy to understand what Astri meant by that. She had never been so exposed to so much sexuality. She had her own desires, like any young women, but not nearly as much compared to others.
"Ah, let me introduce you to Weyr life to its full extent then..."
And from there, a strange friendship formed. [FIN]
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