R1 Lesson 2

[dragon]

Emoyan gave Rusa a rather unhappy look. But he did take the fruit the lad offered. "If I were you, I'd get off of me before I got my nose broke. Go sit." Emoyan told him, driving a thumb into the stem of the fruit. Idly stripping huge chunks of peel off of Rusa's former boob, Emoyan laid them neatly in a stack on the table behind him.

Apparently, he was going to eat the fruit.

Completely ignoring Anzalorin's show of adjusting his bra and his boobs, Emoyan pointed at Kaerlin. "You stay after class, too. I will give you and Chehero a second run through for this lesson. This time. Do not make a habit of being late. Next time, you will have to retake the class." he informed them.

It seemed the whole class was trying to annoy him ... which really didn't make any sense. Usually, kids hurried through thier classes so they could go back to what they were doing before. But not this bunch of scallywags. They were deliberately acting out and asking questions he knew they already knew the answers to, trying to draw the lesson out and annoy him. But, while he didn't appreciate Rusa crowding into his personal space like that, he really wasn't in a mood to get excited. Patience he had plenty of, today. Thus his leniency on the two late birds.

[Avu]

Rusa snickered at Anz’s response to the offer of having his temporary breasts eaten – going so far as to pull it out, and then stuff it back in again. “Sooooorry,” he said, rolling his eyes exaggeratedly; he leaned forward on Emoyan’s shoulder to emphasize his point, and then crinkled his nose slightly. He didn’t actually like grapefruit – which was why he’d offered to give his to Emoyan. He wouldn’t have eaten it, and – it amused him, the idea of the Candidatemaster…eating a breast. How inappropriate! Actually, he doubted the fact that it had been in his shirt would bother anybody at all – maybe next time he’d have to stuff something down his pants…? There, he noted dryly, was where skirts didn’t work so well – not tight enough; his was exceptionally frilly (as per request). He’d have to settle for being a boy again if he did that, which was a shame; he liked being a girl~

He actually took the grapefruit. Rusa smiled widely, and then crinkled his nose, removing his arm from Emoyan’s shoulder and then sliding over to take a seat on the Candidatemaster’s desk, crossing his legs deftly and bouncing his foot. “So, wait – I’m very confused. If you were me, you’d move before you got – my nose broken? Or yours…?” He was perfectly aware of the implied threat. Did that stop him? Not in the least. The Candidate tilted his head to one side to one side, hugely exaggerating his confusion as he wormed his hand into his shirt again and pulled out the other grapefruit, and then tossed it into the air, smirking widely at Emoyan. “I’ll just leave this one here for you, shall I? You’ll eat it later? I’d haaaate to see it go to waste, and you know instructor’s pets always bring fruit for the teacher…” He bobbed his head emphatically, and then dropped the grapefruit smack in the center of Emoyan’s desk.

Kaerlin received a slightly startled look. Rusa hadn’t even noticed him in the last lesson, so busy had he been mouthing off – he hadn’t paid attention to any of the latecomers, really. But if he’d known – well, he’d have asked the Candidate to join them, too. Anz’s reply made Rusa smile, and – he was in an undeniably playful mood – he slid off of Emoyan’s desk, plucking the flower from behind his ear and then, as he stopped next to Kaerlin, stuck it behind the other boy’s ear. “There. Sorry we forgot to deliver your memo,” he said with perfect seriousness. “Now you’re almost as pretty as the rest of us. You owe me a flower.” He smiled at Kaerlin, mouthing ‘next time’ at the Candidate with his back deliberately turned to Emoyan; he’d make sure that this one was included next time – he would.

Turning back to Emoyan, he smoothed down the shirt, aware that the breastband looked decidedly awkward without anything to fill it, and tilted his head at the Candidatemaster, screwing his mouth to one side before he asked, “Does this mean we’re dismissed?” He almost wanted to stay anyway, just to completely discomfit Emoyan, but – but – he didn’t actually want to stay; he’d be bored out of his mind and you could only do so much with a skirt and grapefruits. There’d be next time, like he’d promised Kaerlin – there would be. “Can we go? I need to kiss the Drudge that was nice enough to lend us the boobs…” Who was not actually going to be getting a kiss, but Rusahre neglected to mention this: Emoyan didn’t need to know!

[Sheari]

"Oh, so you'll give them leeway because they were late but you'll give me extra chores for slouching!" Anusha put special emphasis on "late" and "slouching". Now that was hardly fair. She had been here on time and listened to the lesson quietly and just for assuming the position Rusa had sat in last time she was given latrine duty. Or maybe she'd done something else that was wrong. She went through her actions in her head. Offering her ribbon, speaking, slouching, blowing hair in her face. She was tempted to count them on her fingers because they could all be mentioned on one hand. Unless of course you counted all of her replies. The fingers of her right hand quivered. No, she felt she had done nothing wrong, but Candidate Master's orders, she'd be cleaning.

She swept the hair from her face since it was now becoming bothersome to her vision. Falling on the one right side was one thing, but across her face was another. She looked (or rather glared) at Emoyan just in time to see Rusa's display. She contained her laughter as he draped one arm over Emoyan's shoulder and offered him his 'boob'. When Emoyan took it she snickered, not expecting the man to accept it. But when he began eating the grapefruit she figured that was the only reason why.

Anusha watched Rusahre go to Kaerlin and realized he was the only boy without a dress. Now all he had was a flower and he was also staying after class. He was getting off the hook. She scowled at him first but then realized it wasn't his fault that Emoyan was being a prick. She pulled the white ribbon from her hair and held it out to him, shaking her hair out. "If you want a ribbon to go with your flower you can have mine," she'd even put it in for him.

[glamourie]

Was it murder to eat a boob? Was there even a term for that, if it wasn’t? Anz blinked twice at Emoyan in wonder, then brought his index finger (of his free hand) up to tap his bottom lip animatedly. He was quite oblivious to the fact that he was doing it -- in fact, Anz didn’t register that he’d moved at all; it was a nervous habit, sort of. More descriptively, it was a habit he had for when he was lost in thought, like right at that moment. The idea of Emoyan eating one of Rusahre’s breasts was decidedly odd to him. Maybe it was a lack of sense of humor, or maybe he just found it odd because it was Rusa’s, but he was suddenly imagining the candidate master trying to gnaw on the other boy’s arm until he was left with little more than a bloody stump. Probably not a very fair visual but Emoyan hadn’t proven himself to be the most… competent creature in Anz’s mind. As far as he knew, the man was prone to scary outbursts, shows of temper, and worse still: he was in charge of them all. Terrifying.

Emoyan’s words though were abruptly ignored (as were Rusa’s) by Anusha’s outburst and Anz blinked a few times at her before covering his mouth. He wanted to tell her that it would do no good. Hadn’t they proven last lesson that he didn’t listen to reason? But -- the damage was already done. When the lesson was over, he’d offer to help her with her double chores. Odds were the drudges would consider it her, if they got double the amount done, right? At least, people were allowed to help at Blossom. It’d make the time go by faster, surely, and that would’ve been more than enough for most people. He just hoped Anusha wouldn’t be mad at them for her getting into trouble. He didn’t like that at all.

The last sentence Rusa said had his head perking though and he turned to look at Emoyan curiously.

“Yes, are we dismissed? I’ve got a lot of things to do --” Like find out when the next salamandyr hatching was, “- including your chore assignments for us today, and I want to eat my breast-fruits.” His head bobbed automatically, and he curled his fingers around his hair. Actually the weight was becoming a nuisance, but he wasn’t about to confess that to anyone. He did have some level of pride no matter what anyone said, and it would take some doing to make him fess up to him maybe having done something wrong. Maybe.

[dragon]

Emoyan gave Anusha a stern look. "You made your bed, you get to sleep in it. What I am going to do with them, is none of your concern. And I never said I was done with them, either. Yes, those of you who were on time, you may go now, and get your chores done. Though unless you're looking to get some rather interesting attention from certain people in the weyr, I might suggest a change of attair for you lads. Your choice ..." Emoyan shrugged. "You're free to go."

And then he popped a wedge of fruit into his mouth, and waved the two tardy ones up to the front. "First, you two need to go over the lesson again, to make sure you get everything you need to know."

[wokaida]

Slipping lower into her chair when Emoyan pointed at her and commented that she needed to stay after class. Chehero moaned, this day wasn't going to get any better was it. It didn't seem to help that the boys in the class were constantly doing odd things in attempts to irritate the candidate master. Besides didn't he have the ability to hold them back from impressing? Tugging loosely on the end of a strand of hair, Chehero felt her stomach tighten as she watched Rusa rise from his seat and seemingly taunt the master.

This was defiantly not where she wanted to be, turning her attention to the side Chehero felt a little re leaved to know she wasn't the only one late for class. Mounds upon mounds of fretting formed around her head as she tried to think of what horrors would be inflicted upon her. Turning her attention back towards the commotion at the front of the room Chehero felt even more repulsion. Resisting the urge to spew whatever contents existed within her stomach. This whole scene was not playing out well in her mind, and weren't these boys supposed to be more mature than this? maybe they just knew the candidate master better than she did, assuming he would take their abuse for much longer.

Thankfully Emoyan had decided to give them both another run through of the class lessons and as such released some tension off the candidate. Waiting until the other students had left the room Chehero made her way towards the front of the room where Emoyan had motioned for them to move to. Once there Chehero lowered her gaze until the candidate master had finished speaking before she issued an apology for being late.

[subtlemystery]

For someone who'd mostly been ignored as a child, suddenly being included - and so easily - was a shock for him. Yet, a pleasure at the same time and he couldn't help but grin easily. It might annoy the candidate master, something Kaerlin hadn't set out to do... But friends were just as important to his mind and he'd much rather have a good relationship with most of the boys at least, and that meant not refusing or getting huffy now that he'd made a playful complaint about not being included.

"I'll certainly repay you at some point." Nodding his head to affirm this, Kaerlin couldn't help but grin at the assurance. He'd be included next time. Maybe being late wasn't such a hardship though it seemed Anusha wasn't happy about the leeway he'd been given, he hadn't meant to upset her. If he'd known exactly how to avoid doing it in the future, he would have apologised. As he didn't know, Kaerlin only offered her a smile to try and cheer her up. That was just him, trying to make sure everyone had a smile... though he wasn't sure how she wasn't smiling with all the boys in skirts.

She was scowling at him, was that because of the smile or... Blinking in bemusement at the girl, Kaerlin then smiled again as she offered the ribbon.
"Awh, that's so sweet of you to offer." Was she trying to help him feel included to? He wasn't sure about that one, considering she'd scowled at him before, but he still moved forward happily.
"I don't really know how to put them in though, they're really slippery I've noticed." Grinning again, Kaerlin found a seat to sit in, considering he'd be staying back.

The moment Emoyan waved them forward, Kaerlin all but bounced to a closer seat,
"Thank you so much sir! For going over what we missed I mean... That's awfully nice of him don't you think?" Turning to the girl, who he assumed had also been late, Kaerlin nodded as though to back up his statement. Was he sucking up? Just a little, he didn't want his ears pinched.