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Post by Tenma on Feb 1, 2007 16:52:33 GMT -5
Miya shrugged. "What is wrong with it? They are both large and they are a queen and a bronze. It is only normal for them to be a bit conceited. I don't mind." She explained. She stared into the distance as if thinking something over. "How many foster syblings do you have?" She asked suddenly.
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Post by Kandarra on Feb 2, 2007 20:42:44 GMT -5
"Well, when I was living back at the hold," T'rin began, surprised that Miya would ask him something like that, considering that she'd never bothered before, "there were five of us under Brina. After I was Searched, she took on two more. So there were six that I had to settle in when I went back." He shook his head. "To be honest, she shouldn't have taken on any more. The only reason she was able to handle five of us to begin with was because I was there.. and that's not my ego talking." He looked almost sadly at Miya. "They listened to me. I was good to them. I cared. She--" T'rin's suddenly angry speech broke off abruptly as he reminded himself to be respectful of the dead. "There were many better women for the job," he amended. His face was hot, and he told himself to cool down.
He took a few breaths, and then looked to Miya. "What about you? Do you have any siblings?"
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Post by Tenma on Feb 2, 2007 21:02:48 GMT -5
Miya realized that T'rin was getting very upset. She had never really seen him like that. She had seen him happy and upset, but never this angry. She could tell he was trying to calm himself down. She took a deep breath, then grabbed his hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "I never had any siblings, but I don't think I would have ever wanted any." She walked a bit more, once again deep in thought, considering whether to speak or not.
Finally she spoke up. "My parents were harpers, both of them. I guess they thought that since they were both harpers, I would want to be on too, but I didn't. I would wake up early in the morning so that I could sneak out and go into the hold. If I wasn't there, they wouldn't make me practice. They never bothered to come look for me. I would normally spend all day in the hold by myself. I never really wished for anything more, like some would think. I wanted to be by myself. No one ever bothered me or asked me to do anything. I didn't have to worry about anyone." She explained.
Miya turned her head to once again look at T'rin. I guess things really have changed. I have Reinath, and I would never want to be without her know. I am the Jr. Weyrwoman and eventually maybe the Sr. Weyrwoman. I am not alone anymore. I have to worry about others and look out for them. And whether I want it or not, whether they even know it is true, I bet there are some in this Weyr who are looking out for me. Those who care where I am and want to make sure I am safe. Just like Reinath does. Of course, I don't know who they are." Miya shrugged.
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Post by Kandarra on Feb 2, 2007 21:45:22 GMT -5
The bronzerider felt a warm pressure and looked down to see Miya's hand in his. He smiled and his eyes lifted up to hers, conveying a calmness he hadn't possessed the moment before. He listened to her speak and something clicked in his head. No wonder she wasn't keen on other people: she just wasn't used to them and mostly didn't want them around. He could understand her seeming hostility-- she hadn't grown up having to deal with all sorts of people around her.
After she finished talking, T'rin was silent for a while. Not knowing what exactly he was about to say, he opened his mouth. "Yes, things have changed. Things have changed a lot from the day I arrived here. They changed-- well, they changed first when I saw you." Holding up a finger to stop anything Miya might say, he continued, half-scared of what he was saying. "Yes, I was here as a Candidate, and that was in the front of my mind, but you were always at the back, I was always subtly thinking about you. But that didn't distract me. You were a reason for me to be the best I could after I Impressed. I did it for Amparath, true, but I also did it for you. I wanted you to notice me; you always seemed so-- so aggravatingly aloof! And I had your attention, I had you, that day in the weyrbowl, and I--" His voice suddenly went soft. "I messed it all up. I should have sent Micra, or a runner, or something."
He ran his free hand through his hair, his other still holding hers, refusing to let go. "I thought about you every day. You got me through that sharding ordeal." He stopped their walking and turned to her. "I want to apologize for not telling you I left. I look back and I wonder why I was such a fool to leave you behind without notice."
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Post by Tenma on Feb 2, 2007 21:55:25 GMT -5
Miya listened. When he said things had changed when he first saw her she was going to interrupt but didn't when he put a finger up. She looked away as he continued to talk, not sure of what to think. All of this was so confusing. He liked her, Miya always knew this. She knew when he returned he had been so sorry, but she just didn't know what to think.
You know you forgave him awhile ago. Why don't you just admit it? Reinath questioned.
Miya had been so absorbed in the conversation, she hadn't realized the gold had woken up. She sighed and turned back to look at T'rin. "Well...I guess I forgive you." A small smile crept on her face. It was a small, but a real smile.
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Post by Kandarra on Feb 4, 2007 14:20:56 GMT -5
T'rin wasn't expecting forgiveness, so when he received it, his face lit up. His dancing eyes caught Miya's and his wide grin, which hadn't made an appearance as of late, was bright. Impulsively, he grabbed Miya around the middle and swung her around, finally circling to a stop and lowering her to the ground. He smiled a soft smile and whispered, "Thank you."
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Post by Tenma on Feb 6, 2007 16:24:32 GMT -5
Miya's hands gripped his shoulders and she yelped slightly in shock as she was lifted from the ground and swung around. When she was placed back down, her hands still gripped in shoulders in shock, but immediately retreated when she realized this. A very light tint of pink was in her cheeks. "Wha..." she paused for a moment and changed her words. "I guess you really wanted forgiveness." She smirked a bit.
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Post by Kandarra on Feb 12, 2007 0:23:03 GMT -5
T'rin grinned as he slowly lowered Miya to the ground. "Yeah, I really did," he confirmed, his eyes dancing mischievously. "And I didn't think I was going to get it there for a while," he continued more seriously. "But I'm glad you could forgive me. It was... bothering me, to say the least." And you have no idea how much, he thought to himself, careful to hide the thought from Amparath. He didn't need any more ribbing from the bronze.
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