Post by hrsegrl on Aug 9, 2008 7:38:15 GMT -5
Ph'yn, for all his pride, finally decided he had to go to the infirmiry. No one knew about his little injury except for Ganymeth, which was the way he wanted to keep it. The young Bronzerider sauntered into the infirmiry like he owned the place. There were very few healers in here this time of day, most people were having lunch. He hoped he would get to see someone he knew already. That shouldn't be hard considering the amount of time he spent in here as a child.
He lifted his arm and stretched it experimentally before cringing slightly. Whatever he had done to it, he hoped it would mend quickly. Ph'yn did not want to be left behind when it came to Weyrling Training. His brother had finished right on time without injury. The boy stood near the doorway, looking hesitant. Maybe it would be better if he didn't bother with it. They might not even know what it was and how to treat it. In fact it could be nothing.
We discussed this. It is something. You will see the Healers or you won't by flying on me any time soon.My own dragon, against me...I'm with you. You are just being stubborn. Later you will realize this was a good idea. "Hmmph... good idea my ..." He trailed off, green eyes noticing his surroundings and the people within them. Even the smell of the infirmiry bothered him. With a sigh he walked in further.
Then he saw Eisu. He knew her, sort of, and it wasn't like she would rat him out to the Weyrlingmaster if he asked her not to. Eisu seemed nice but he had to admit, Elra was much more interesting of a person to him. Not that it mattered at the moment. Right now he needed a healer and why not have the prettiest one treat him? He did ride a Bronze after all...
"Good afternoon, Eisu." He smiled, hoping that she would remember him. She might not, she did have a lot of people coming in and out of here.
He lifted his arm and stretched it experimentally before cringing slightly. Whatever he had done to it, he hoped it would mend quickly. Ph'yn did not want to be left behind when it came to Weyrling Training. His brother had finished right on time without injury. The boy stood near the doorway, looking hesitant. Maybe it would be better if he didn't bother with it. They might not even know what it was and how to treat it. In fact it could be nothing.
We discussed this. It is something. You will see the Healers or you won't by flying on me any time soon.My own dragon, against me...I'm with you. You are just being stubborn. Later you will realize this was a good idea. "Hmmph... good idea my ..." He trailed off, green eyes noticing his surroundings and the people within them. Even the smell of the infirmiry bothered him. With a sigh he walked in further.
Then he saw Eisu. He knew her, sort of, and it wasn't like she would rat him out to the Weyrlingmaster if he asked her not to. Eisu seemed nice but he had to admit, Elra was much more interesting of a person to him. Not that it mattered at the moment. Right now he needed a healer and why not have the prettiest one treat him? He did ride a Bronze after all...
"Good afternoon, Eisu." He smiled, hoping that she would remember him. She might not, she did have a lot of people coming in and out of here.