Rights of Passage Earned on Day 28

We're currently waiting on the Razor Hill flightmaster to get his ass in gear, so a quick update. Drizzul has turned out to be somewhat useful. He sent a note ahead to the necessary authorities (presumably Garrosh's right-hand Orc) yesterday, requesting official permission for me to waltz around Orgrimmar in search of Assnik the Pouty, and now the flightmaster is poring over the response, evidently trying to figure out if there's a loophole in there somewhere that'll allow him to be an asshole.

I'm just sitting here on the dusty ground under his little awning that provides a tiny amount of relief from the glaring sun. Drizzul's in some kind of debate with him over the letter, frequently pointing at it and flailing his arms around. The flightmaster keeps shaking his head, pointing at me, pointing south toward the ruins of Tiragarde Keep, making rude gestures, and probably swearing a lot. It's all in Orcish, so I have no frickin' clue what's being said. It's actually quite amusing, watching him bark and roar at Drizzul, who's giving him what for with just as much gusto. Nice not to be the direct target of someone's pissiness for a change.

Don't get me wrong, I'm still mad about having to do this in the first place. Childish snits don't go over well with me. If this is because I chose his rival over him in the whole hanky panky department, I'm going to kill him when I see him, 'best behavior' in the middle of Horde Central be damned.

I suppose I could consider the possibility, however small, that Bom'bay was on to something. Maybe... maybe it's not about being the 'lucky' one who got to screw the only human in the vicinity. Maybe it's not about contest or conquest. I hate to think of myself as being someone particularly... desirable, because therein lies the path to arrogance and snootiness. I just never was one of those 'popular' girls in high school or even college who had a harem of goo-goo-eyed guys following me around, hoping I'd glance their way. I knew girls like that and I'm sorry, they were total cunts. They took advantage of their power and basked in the attention, knowing they never had to return the interest or the affection in any way, and it would still keep coming. I'm not like that. If Roznik somehow has some kind of interest in me that goes beyond his duty as translator, then I'm obligated to address it head on.

Not that I'm going to leap into the sack with him. While the thought's appealing in a way, it's completely different when one party has more invested in it than the other. I'm not a bitch about that. I'm not going to take advantage of his... whatever. His heart, I guess. That's a game I don't play, either.