Post by kestrel on Nov 14, 2007 15:27:33 GMT -5
Kestrel was surprised-which was saying something, considering it was hard to catch her off guard-at having her own words shot right back at her. However, she was also rather pleased-since Hasima seemed to think she wasn't as intellegent, from what Kestrel could gather, as other people...the little 'throwing back of words' said otherwise. Instead of replying, she merely smiled at the other girl, fiddling with the end of Roksha's tail while continuing to walk alongside her. When Hasima spoke next, to ask if she minded if they walked for longer, she found herself answering,
"not at all. It's nice out today..." and finding that she actually meant the 'not at all' was yet another surprise for her. She could not recall, in all honesty, the last time she had simply enjoyed another person's company. Save her father, of course. However, this was a pleasant surprise, at least for her. And it was obvious that even as she was enjoying this rather strange girl's company, Hasima must have not minded her, either. Why else ask if they might walk a little longer? At least in her reasoning, it seemed that Hasima at least didn't mind her-she daren't just assume that meant that the weyrling actually liked her. No-Kestrel was not the sort to assume things. She liked to have all her facts straight before saying anything.
She couldn't surpress a sigh of relief when Hasima said that the candidates did not share rooms. Yes, she sounded a bit uncertain, but in this instance Kestrel preferred to believe that it was as said. It would give her some time to get used to having other people around, and it would at least offer her a space of her own where she could be alone before-or if-she impressed. She was actually almost dreading being put into a room with another person if she impressed a dragon. It would be different-perhaps-if she were actually friends with the person she was to room with. However, as it stood she couldn't see herself actually being on close terms with many-if any-other people at this new Weyr. Besides Hasima, that was-and she was sure that Hasima was likely different from most people in the Weyr herself. And so, a little more tentatively,
"do all the Weyrlings share rooms, or only some of?" She figured that she half wanted to know, and half did not. If the answer were that not all Weyrlings had to share a room, would she be able to find it in her to request a room that was not shared? Perhaps, if there were rooms that were not, they were reserved for those who impressed gold and bronze. That was more likely than someone who impressed a green or blue getting a room all their own. A new sort of nervousness settled in her mind-this was just one more concern she'd have to worry about. Really, few things phased Kestrel.
Kestrel could deal with other people, when she had to, when it was 'all business'. She was responsible and very good at getting what needed to be done, done. Shells, she could even lead people, or be led, with little or no difficulty-so long as she had her orders or she knew it was business. When it came to interacting with others, however? She would prefer not to have anything to do with anyone that she didn't have to. That meant she'd always gone off with her dogs, or stayed at home and cared for the needs of her father-cooking, cleaning, hunting...they were all things she did back home. What would she do as a Weyrling, forced to stay in a room with someone else? She could give them the silent treatment but though she was not fond of interacting she was not rude, either. How would she she manage to not be overtly friendly and yet not rude? Short, simple answers might work...maybe whomever she was roomed with might 'take a hint' and let her be. Perhaps she could simply only sleep in the room, and spend all her time out of it the rest of the time?
She realised, then, that this was a lot of assumptions right there. If she didn't impress, she wouldn't have to room with anyone. If she did, who said she had to share a room? Why assume she'd not like who she was roomed with? Maybe she'd meet a candidate who also impressed, if she did, and they might actually be amiable and civil, if not truely 'friendly'
Admin's Note:[/hr] It might not be that bad...or so that was what she realised she ought to be telling herself. No need to be so negatory, it wouldn't get her anywhere-leastways not anywhere good. She resigned herself, then and there, to make the best of whatever happened...[/font][/size]
"not at all. It's nice out today..." and finding that she actually meant the 'not at all' was yet another surprise for her. She could not recall, in all honesty, the last time she had simply enjoyed another person's company. Save her father, of course. However, this was a pleasant surprise, at least for her. And it was obvious that even as she was enjoying this rather strange girl's company, Hasima must have not minded her, either. Why else ask if they might walk a little longer? At least in her reasoning, it seemed that Hasima at least didn't mind her-she daren't just assume that meant that the weyrling actually liked her. No-Kestrel was not the sort to assume things. She liked to have all her facts straight before saying anything.
She couldn't surpress a sigh of relief when Hasima said that the candidates did not share rooms. Yes, she sounded a bit uncertain, but in this instance Kestrel preferred to believe that it was as said. It would give her some time to get used to having other people around, and it would at least offer her a space of her own where she could be alone before-or if-she impressed. She was actually almost dreading being put into a room with another person if she impressed a dragon. It would be different-perhaps-if she were actually friends with the person she was to room with. However, as it stood she couldn't see herself actually being on close terms with many-if any-other people at this new Weyr. Besides Hasima, that was-and she was sure that Hasima was likely different from most people in the Weyr herself. And so, a little more tentatively,
"do all the Weyrlings share rooms, or only some of?" She figured that she half wanted to know, and half did not. If the answer were that not all Weyrlings had to share a room, would she be able to find it in her to request a room that was not shared? Perhaps, if there were rooms that were not, they were reserved for those who impressed gold and bronze. That was more likely than someone who impressed a green or blue getting a room all their own. A new sort of nervousness settled in her mind-this was just one more concern she'd have to worry about. Really, few things phased Kestrel.
Kestrel could deal with other people, when she had to, when it was 'all business'. She was responsible and very good at getting what needed to be done, done. Shells, she could even lead people, or be led, with little or no difficulty-so long as she had her orders or she knew it was business. When it came to interacting with others, however? She would prefer not to have anything to do with anyone that she didn't have to. That meant she'd always gone off with her dogs, or stayed at home and cared for the needs of her father-cooking, cleaning, hunting...they were all things she did back home. What would she do as a Weyrling, forced to stay in a room with someone else? She could give them the silent treatment but though she was not fond of interacting she was not rude, either. How would she she manage to not be overtly friendly and yet not rude? Short, simple answers might work...maybe whomever she was roomed with might 'take a hint' and let her be. Perhaps she could simply only sleep in the room, and spend all her time out of it the rest of the time?
She realised, then, that this was a lot of assumptions right there. If she didn't impress, she wouldn't have to room with anyone. If she did, who said she had to share a room? Why assume she'd not like who she was roomed with? Maybe she'd meet a candidate who also impressed, if she did, and they might actually be amiable and civil, if not truely 'friendly'
Admin's Note:[/hr] It might not be that bad...or so that was what she realised she ought to be telling herself. No need to be so negatory, it wouldn't get her anywhere-leastways not anywhere good. She resigned herself, then and there, to make the best of whatever happened...[/font][/size]