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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 13, 2009 13:26:43 GMT -5
There were days when the world seemed to close about him and he could not escape what seemed inevitable. These days were dark for the usually sunny young man. Caselo was not one to dwell on dark thoughts but he could not help the anxious thoughts that ran around his mind.
He supposed things always seemed worse before they got better. Still the prospect of waiting an entire turn for another clutch made him nervous. He'd be twenty next turn and that would be the last chance for him. It was all rather gloomy thinking about it. sure he had more encouragment for younger boys like Somadin.
The Candidate Barracks seemed all but deserted. Only he was really crazy enough to sign up for early morning chores. Of course he liked to be up with the daylight. He laid back on his bed, hands meeting under his head. "The future is uncertain, no one knows what will happen next." He said to himself. There was hope, there was always hope.
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Post by starshine on Dec 13, 2009 13:53:59 GMT -5
A'rik was generally up before the sun. He sat in his office, behind his large desk. "What should the next lesson include? Lessons were going to be his downfall. He was always at a loss for what to teach about. His problem wasn't that there was a lack of information, but that there was too much. So many topics to inform these young potential riders. The last clutch had claimed several students, though he was surprised by the ones left behind. The remaining candidates had a lot of potential, and the ones he felt were ready to move on stayed.
He leaned on the desk and rose to his feet. I think its time for breakfast. Very well, I'm taking in some sun, may I have a bath later? Sounds like a plan then. He grinned to himself. A'rik made his way out of his office and into the main room of the Candidate Barracks. As was his usual practice he gave a knock on the Female Barracks and peaked his head in. It was empty as it should be at this time.
He crossed the room and did the same for the Male Barracks. A swift knock and he announced. "Anyone still here?" He peaked his head inside the door and found Caselo within. He was one of the candidates A'rik was surprised not to have impressed. The boy was youngish though, and would certainly have at least one more chance to stand at a hatching. "What are you still hanging around here fore? Shouldn't you be down at chores?" His voice was light, though held a slight concern for the youth.
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 13, 2009 15:05:42 GMT -5
The ceiling was covered in cobwebs, he mused. Drudges, couldn't do a thing with em and you couldn't live without them. It was not really that bad but he really did wonder when the last time was someone tried to clean up there. Of course it would require a ladder to do so and being that he was quite comfortable he was not about to do it.
The bed he was on probably only had a turn left in it, if that. He was tearing the room apart with his mind because he would give anything not to have to be in it for another turn. Sighing he tried to not think about it. Sometimes it was better to let things go.
The Candidate Master's voice broke him out of his thoughts. Being around other people always made him feel better. Caselo realized that it was odd he was in the Barracks when most were out doing chores. Immediately he sat up and gave a half smile.
"Actually sir, I already finished chores for the morning. I generally help with the earliest chores." His next phrase was not unexpected. " As they say the early dragon catches the beast."
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Post by starshine on Dec 13, 2009 16:37:01 GMT -5
A'rik made a move, joining the boy in the barracks. He made his way through the many beds til he found a spot on the worn in bed next to the candidates. He made a mental not to mention to E'dian that the mattresses in the male barracks were on their last limbs and should probably be replaced sometime soon. The bed creaked under his weight. A'rik blushed slightly in embarrassment. He let a soft laugh escape his lips.
He sat with his feet spread, a typical A'rik pose. "Well taking the initiative is a note worthy trait. Well done. But why come back here? I guess I can see the appeal of getting some alone time in the barracks." Its so hard to do with so many others sharring the space. A'rik knew that, and if he had had his way life would be a little different for the young potentials. The kids really didn't get enough of his attention, with there being so many of them and so few of himself.
An apprentice or assisstant is usually employed to take on some of the burden that went along with this job. He made a second mental note to mention that to E'dian as well. Perhaps one of the current candidates would be interested in taking on a sort of leadership position.
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 13, 2009 18:04:36 GMT -5
"I see your point." Caselo said, taking what the man was saying in good stride. In fact it made sense, he preferred to be outside when given the opportunity. "I sought the solace of the Barracks because I've been thinking. Perhaps a little too much." Caselo sat up and looked over at A'rik.
He did not know if he should divlge his problems to another person. Generally he preferred to be the person others divulged in. "Another turn of waiting and hoping." He said wistfully. "I blame myself though, I was late to the Hatching. But how can one say that one life is more important than another? The mare and her foal would have died..." He sighed again.
"I guess I'm just a little down with it today. I'm not usually given to depressing thoughts." He admitted. Caselo needed someone to tell him it was still possible. "I'm nineteen you know and there may not be another Hatching in time. Somehow I can not move forward and choose a craft. I've relegated myself to drudgery because in my heart I feel I'm a dragonrider simply waiting for my dragon." Caselo's voice was even and confident because he was simply telling things as they were for him.
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Post by starshine on Dec 13, 2009 18:30:02 GMT -5
A'rik sat not too comfortably on the bed. He listened to the boy. Seldem did he feel like a real candidate master, the kids simply didn't respect him, or trust him enough. He usually felt like someone else, a guest speaker if you will, not the usual teacher. His though was fleeting. He shook his head to rid it of the thought and concentraited on Caselo.
"I'm nineteen you know and there may not be another Hatching in time. Somehow I can not move forward and choose a craft. I've relegated myself to drudgery because in my heart I feel I'm a dragonrider simply waiting for my dragon." His bright green eyes shot to the boys face. "I have no doubt that you being late for the hatching had anything to do with your impression. It is not the candidate who chooses the dragon, it is the dragon who chooses his rider. It simply wasn't in this clutch for you. It is possible that there will be another clutch, only time will tell us of that." He grinned reassuringly.
"As for a craft, it isn't too late for that either. Seeing as you've been in my class for some time now, maybe we can look into getting you into some training. What of the foal and the mare? You undoubtably care for the runnerbeasts. Would that be something that perhaps youre interested in? I can speak with the master of the stables." A'rik feared for a moment that he had gone too far. He buttoned up his mouth, and waited for the near man to speak.
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Post by hrsegrl on Dec 18, 2009 10:39:57 GMT -5
The youth was ot one to b rude or mean when someone was offering to help. He smiled with weary eyes, sheking his head. "Thank you, but I'm going to wait." It was foolishness. Complete and utter foolishness. Caselo was about as stubborn in his own beliefs as a dragon was about eating.
He could have given the man some more information, "It will be like giving up. I know no one else sees it that way." Definately a fool, he said to himself holding back an eye roll. Sighing he sat up and looked at the other man. His eyes were as serious as his tone. He was a hopeless case when it came to this topic and A'rik needed to understand.
"Ever have a feeling that was so strong that you could not shake it aside or even make it lessen? This belief that I have is like that. If I choose to do something else with my life, it will feel like a betrayal to my heart. I am afraid theres no help for it. No matter how depressing the chances are I can not turn away from this path until there is no path left to follow."
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