Crys sat curled up in one of the chairs in the Common Room, her eyes remaining warily on the door. Should anyone come in, Crys was ready to be elsewhere. It wasn't that she didn't want a friend. In fact, sometimes it was all she wanted. No one wanted her for a friend, therein lay the problem. Crys wasn't rude, or snobby; no, but she was shy. Talking to people was an activity she found difficult. It wasn't her fault... Or not exactly.
Crys ran a hand through her hair, looking around her with wide eyes. It was still hard to believe she was here. Why not one of her other siblings? Why were they not picked to try and Impress one of the dragons? Yes, that word deserved a capital in her thoughts, to be able to Impress one of the fledglings... It was indeed a great honour, something Crys never would have believed herself worthy of...
Dragons saw more than people though, or so she'd been taught since she was a child. So maybe the dragons saw something in her that she didn't see in herself? Crys snorted, the possibility there was more to her than met the eyes was ridiculous, even to her. Though, she got the impression that others knew more about her than she did herself. Were all her thoughts, her memories written somewhere for everyone else to read? Or was she just predictable? The second was more likely, as everyone always seemed to know where she was.
By everyone, Crys meant her family. Even when she did her best to hide, someone found her. Demanded she got to work while they played. Ah, but what would it be like to play? To get dirty... To rip clothing? To be a child and not have to bear the consequences. Now she was sixteen turns... She'd never find out. When she didn't Impress, she'd be sent home. Her father would marry her off and all she'd have to remember of her time at the Weyr would be mermories. As time went on, those memories would fade, crumble into dust... Then there would be nothing...
What if she did Impress? How wonderful would it be to know someone loved you? For who you were... To know that when you fell asleep, when the fingers of dawn caressed the horizon... They'd be waiting for you? What would it be like to never lack a protector? To have... A friend..?
Was it wise to entertain such thoughts? Crys wrestled with her self as she shifted her feet into a better position, so she wouldn't get the effect of numbweed through her legs. She leant her head on the knuckles, her elbow resting on the armchair as she stared off into the distance...
{Sure. XD I didn't think anyone would want to. It was mainly for my own enjoyment. Jump in if you want to . ^^
(Mm'k ^-^ I'll post when I can...when I'm not busy with work or graduation x_X)