Post by Requiem on Dec 20, 2007 9:43:25 GMT -5
Mutasim regarded Keliris through narrowed eyes. It intrigued him how well the older boy could read the situation - and still be totally wrong. Somehow, this other candidate managed to be observant enough to pick up on details, without knowing people well enough to be able to understand what those details meant. If Mutasim had been inspired to harm Kaedryn, it would have already been done. A flick of the wrist. Dead girl on the floor, probably have to kill the dog, too. No problem. A few seconds and it would all be over. Mutasim was deadly, but not the type to torture someone. He drew steel for one reason and one reason only: to kill. Oh, the thought of all kinds of things, bringing poetic justice on those who wronged him, but thinking and doing were two different things. Nor did he find it worthwhile to explain his mindset to Keliris or her rudeness to Kaedryn.
In truth, Mutasim was an excellent chameleon. And there was nothing in this weyr to indicate that killing people who bothered you was a normal practice. In order to survive, he needed to go relatively unnoticed, which meant, no, he couldn't kill the annoyances who cropped up unless they attacked him first. What a bother.
As Keliris continued, the boy found himself wondering what this older candidate was talking about. There was nothing dangerous about Keliris aside from his mouth, and the Bitran fugitive didn't believe for an instant that listening to Keliris and his veiled threats was an accurate representation of what the boy would actually do. He seemed to just want an outlet, really. A child pretending at the darkness that actually lingered in the younger of the two boys. Jabari trilled quietly, Mutasim lifting his hands that the brown might reclaim his place at the neck of His.
Kaedryn's petty retorts almost drew another disturbing chuckle from the boy, if only because he could hardly believe she truly thought they would be effective. Keliris would likely laugh and say something snide. Mutasim found it too purposeless and pathetic to gift it with a response, merely stroking Jabari absently as he eyed Belus. A dog could be dangerous, and, as the biggest threat in the room at the moment, it was worth keeping an eye on. But then the dog was gone, and there was nothing more to keep his interest.
In a rare show of pique, however, he seated himself in the middle of the floor, legs crossed beneath him and simply stared at Kaedryn as she fumbled to leave. What? Did she think they would stop her? Life would be ever so much better as soon as she was gone, and he intended to show just how much he didn't care about her emotional exit. Weak-minded creature. Oh! Those boys were mean to me! Disgusting. She wouldn't last a day in his world. Actually, he wasn't sure why he'd chosen to make this show of disdain anyway. Kaedryn was likely far too dim to pick up on it.
In truth, Mutasim was an excellent chameleon. And there was nothing in this weyr to indicate that killing people who bothered you was a normal practice. In order to survive, he needed to go relatively unnoticed, which meant, no, he couldn't kill the annoyances who cropped up unless they attacked him first. What a bother.
As Keliris continued, the boy found himself wondering what this older candidate was talking about. There was nothing dangerous about Keliris aside from his mouth, and the Bitran fugitive didn't believe for an instant that listening to Keliris and his veiled threats was an accurate representation of what the boy would actually do. He seemed to just want an outlet, really. A child pretending at the darkness that actually lingered in the younger of the two boys. Jabari trilled quietly, Mutasim lifting his hands that the brown might reclaim his place at the neck of His.
Kaedryn's petty retorts almost drew another disturbing chuckle from the boy, if only because he could hardly believe she truly thought they would be effective. Keliris would likely laugh and say something snide. Mutasim found it too purposeless and pathetic to gift it with a response, merely stroking Jabari absently as he eyed Belus. A dog could be dangerous, and, as the biggest threat in the room at the moment, it was worth keeping an eye on. But then the dog was gone, and there was nothing more to keep his interest.
In a rare show of pique, however, he seated himself in the middle of the floor, legs crossed beneath him and simply stared at Kaedryn as she fumbled to leave. What? Did she think they would stop her? Life would be ever so much better as soon as she was gone, and he intended to show just how much he didn't care about her emotional exit. Weak-minded creature. Oh! Those boys were mean to me! Disgusting. She wouldn't last a day in his world. Actually, he wasn't sure why he'd chosen to make this show of disdain anyway. Kaedryn was likely far too dim to pick up on it.