Author's Note- First, (blows a Kazoo) we have a new reviewer on board...Toby
Hammee! (I think I've heard that name somewhere before o.O :P) Gives her a
slice of cake too.:D
Wraithlord42-I think I'll take that offer up, so look out in your e-mail, even though she may not accept it because it IS Jahar's POV...
Toby Hammee- Ah, you get two pieces of cake for that review. :o Glad you like, frankly, I was afraid it would bore people because it IS a study of relationships over a tale of action. But I'm glad you like it! : ) In fact this chapter is dedicated to you, for sending me those death threats to my e-mail. (Enjoy my twisted sense of humor!:D)
Chapter:04
The first thing I noticed about Arbat's scoop was that before our arrival, it was empty.
((If you do not mind me asking,)) I said to the two brothers, ((But where are your parents?))
((Father is off the Home World leading an exploration mission,)) Arbat answered, ((and mother is-))
((Off studying the geometry of Filar rocks with her "society",)) Alloran finished.
((Society?)) I asked for clarification.
((Basically Mother is a grass-scaper, and she is apart of a group of other grass-scapers who every once in a while meet to praise and swoon over random things,)) Alloran explained and I couldn't help but to smile a bit at the image he'd left in my mind of adults fainting over a rock. Obviously encouraged by this he added, ((They all nearly fell over when they saw an Arnada tree of ours that grew straight, and "oddity" as they called it.))
((Arnada trees are a wonder of nature, )) I agreed mirthfully, beginning to relax actually despite Alloran's scrutiny just seconds ago, he was showing a different side of himself.
((Jahar, I have found the calculations,)) Arbat called from a computer interface, bringing the attention back onto himself. I excused myself from Alloran by bowing my head slightly before engaging myself in conversation and theorizing with Arbat that lasted for the rest of the afternoon. I found Arbat fascinating when he explained the ground assumptions, the different ways the theory could be applied. The eloquent way in which he did it, and never condescending. Something I was both grateful for and found interesting at the same time.
Alloran seemingly merely entertained himself with another computer interface on the other side of the scoop.
The suns continued their eternal routine above our heads, and soon drifted to the horizon. The first moon rising directly above, cloaking the land in long shadows and dim, warm light; the evening. Despite the interest I had in the subject, I welcomed a reprieve for my mind and leg muscles when Alloran suddenly suggested, ((Come on, let's go for a run, I am sure you are both as hungry as I.))
((Yes, that is a good idea,)) I replied, glancing at Arbat, hoping he wasn't so stiff-tailed as to insist going through another diagram.
((Very well, come Jahar, I will show you to our family lake,)) he told me, taking the lead of the gallop out of the scoop, Alloran by my right side. Despite the daunting pace of the gallop to keep up with the two males unlike the lope I was use to, I did find the substance very delicious, and to my surprise, it was rather nice to feel the grass whip across my legs.
Alloran must have seen the expression of pleasure on my face for he asked, ((Does our grass please you?))
((Oh yes, Arbat told me that it grows upon Kilop, but letting it grow at this length only seems to enhance it's flavor.)) I answered.
Alloran chuckled, ((Oh really? You see the reason Mother originally grew it that length was because she was hoping that Arbat and I would forever get lost in it.))
I laughed,((Well I suppose most of use are quite naughty as children.))
((Even females Jahar?)) Arbat asked playfully, turning his eyestalks back to look at me.
((Of course even though I do believe my parents are regretting letting me have as much freedom as they did,)) I said, before realizing what I had revealed.
But Alloran said in reply, ((Nothing wrong with a little freedom, Mother and Father would let Arbat and I lose for days.))
((Yes,)) Arbat confirmed as he slowed down his pace to lead me through a grove of Therant trees. ((Just beyond these trees now.))
He led me to the shore of a great lake magnificently reflecting the colors of the low sunset. Somehow, it seemed so calm, so peaceful that I felt as though it should feel eerie like a predator slept beneath, yet it gave an aura of great relaxation.
((Four properties meet at this lake)) Arbat told me, ((Alloran and I have taken to calling it the four corners.))
((A most apt name then.)) I replied.
We preformed the evening ritual together then, and after wading in shallowly to sate our thirst, we rejoined on the shore for causal conversation. This after turning many corners and twists, came to a most interesting topic.
((Jahar, what do you think? That a female is happiest when married?)) Arbat suddenly asked me, I had drifted out of the conversation briefly to watch a family of Kafit birds roost for the night.
(That depends,)) I answered, ((does she love her husband?))
((I would think almost all females do,)) Arbat replied.
((Why? Have you asked them?)) I countered dryly.
((Well no...but they seem happy.)) Arbat pointed out.
((And we are a society that thrives on appearances, what we show strangers hardly matters.)) I said bluntly.
((I do believe that she is right,)) Alloran said in Arbat's pause that I could only interrupt as slight surprise. Alloran however looked pleased at either his brother's silence or my wit.
((So are you suggesting that there is a possibility that many a wife is unhappy with her lot in life?)) Arbat pressed.
I swung my eyestalks in a "who knows for sure" gesture. ((I'm just pointing out that appearances can be deceiving. Husbands could be unhappy as well, even though in my opinion it is a female that gets the less in a marriage.))
((How so?)) Alloran now pressed, they were both very interested however.
((Well, unlike males, females feel great pressure to marry. They are told that it is part of their duty to the race to be mothers. Males however are given no such pressure to be fathers.)) I explained. (( Also, when a female is married, her personal freedom is cut back, she is expected to act a certain way now that she is a wife. A male may feel little change in his life other than he now has a wife to interact with.))
((Frown you so much on marriage Jahar?)) Arbat asked.
((I merely state the truth I have seen,)) I defended myself, though I thought what Arbat said was about right.
An awkward silence ensued, with neither of the males certain just what to say. We watched for a few more heavy minutes the sun set before Arbat announced, ((I think you're parents are expecting you home Jahar.))
((I think so to,)) I answered, feeling I may not get called on by Arbat again right then, and with the scant conversation home, I was confirmed of it. He had wanted a wife, and was disgruntled only to find a spinster in the making.
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Okay, I did my part, you do yours. Send me your love and hate!
Wraithlord42-I think I'll take that offer up, so look out in your e-mail, even though she may not accept it because it IS Jahar's POV...
Toby Hammee- Ah, you get two pieces of cake for that review. :o Glad you like, frankly, I was afraid it would bore people because it IS a study of relationships over a tale of action. But I'm glad you like it! : ) In fact this chapter is dedicated to you, for sending me those death threats to my e-mail. (Enjoy my twisted sense of humor!:D)
Chapter:04
The first thing I noticed about Arbat's scoop was that before our arrival, it was empty.
((If you do not mind me asking,)) I said to the two brothers, ((But where are your parents?))
((Father is off the Home World leading an exploration mission,)) Arbat answered, ((and mother is-))
((Off studying the geometry of Filar rocks with her "society",)) Alloran finished.
((Society?)) I asked for clarification.
((Basically Mother is a grass-scaper, and she is apart of a group of other grass-scapers who every once in a while meet to praise and swoon over random things,)) Alloran explained and I couldn't help but to smile a bit at the image he'd left in my mind of adults fainting over a rock. Obviously encouraged by this he added, ((They all nearly fell over when they saw an Arnada tree of ours that grew straight, and "oddity" as they called it.))
((Arnada trees are a wonder of nature, )) I agreed mirthfully, beginning to relax actually despite Alloran's scrutiny just seconds ago, he was showing a different side of himself.
((Jahar, I have found the calculations,)) Arbat called from a computer interface, bringing the attention back onto himself. I excused myself from Alloran by bowing my head slightly before engaging myself in conversation and theorizing with Arbat that lasted for the rest of the afternoon. I found Arbat fascinating when he explained the ground assumptions, the different ways the theory could be applied. The eloquent way in which he did it, and never condescending. Something I was both grateful for and found interesting at the same time.
Alloran seemingly merely entertained himself with another computer interface on the other side of the scoop.
The suns continued their eternal routine above our heads, and soon drifted to the horizon. The first moon rising directly above, cloaking the land in long shadows and dim, warm light; the evening. Despite the interest I had in the subject, I welcomed a reprieve for my mind and leg muscles when Alloran suddenly suggested, ((Come on, let's go for a run, I am sure you are both as hungry as I.))
((Yes, that is a good idea,)) I replied, glancing at Arbat, hoping he wasn't so stiff-tailed as to insist going through another diagram.
((Very well, come Jahar, I will show you to our family lake,)) he told me, taking the lead of the gallop out of the scoop, Alloran by my right side. Despite the daunting pace of the gallop to keep up with the two males unlike the lope I was use to, I did find the substance very delicious, and to my surprise, it was rather nice to feel the grass whip across my legs.
Alloran must have seen the expression of pleasure on my face for he asked, ((Does our grass please you?))
((Oh yes, Arbat told me that it grows upon Kilop, but letting it grow at this length only seems to enhance it's flavor.)) I answered.
Alloran chuckled, ((Oh really? You see the reason Mother originally grew it that length was because she was hoping that Arbat and I would forever get lost in it.))
I laughed,((Well I suppose most of use are quite naughty as children.))
((Even females Jahar?)) Arbat asked playfully, turning his eyestalks back to look at me.
((Of course even though I do believe my parents are regretting letting me have as much freedom as they did,)) I said, before realizing what I had revealed.
But Alloran said in reply, ((Nothing wrong with a little freedom, Mother and Father would let Arbat and I lose for days.))
((Yes,)) Arbat confirmed as he slowed down his pace to lead me through a grove of Therant trees. ((Just beyond these trees now.))
He led me to the shore of a great lake magnificently reflecting the colors of the low sunset. Somehow, it seemed so calm, so peaceful that I felt as though it should feel eerie like a predator slept beneath, yet it gave an aura of great relaxation.
((Four properties meet at this lake)) Arbat told me, ((Alloran and I have taken to calling it the four corners.))
((A most apt name then.)) I replied.
We preformed the evening ritual together then, and after wading in shallowly to sate our thirst, we rejoined on the shore for causal conversation. This after turning many corners and twists, came to a most interesting topic.
((Jahar, what do you think? That a female is happiest when married?)) Arbat suddenly asked me, I had drifted out of the conversation briefly to watch a family of Kafit birds roost for the night.
(That depends,)) I answered, ((does she love her husband?))
((I would think almost all females do,)) Arbat replied.
((Why? Have you asked them?)) I countered dryly.
((Well no...but they seem happy.)) Arbat pointed out.
((And we are a society that thrives on appearances, what we show strangers hardly matters.)) I said bluntly.
((I do believe that she is right,)) Alloran said in Arbat's pause that I could only interrupt as slight surprise. Alloran however looked pleased at either his brother's silence or my wit.
((So are you suggesting that there is a possibility that many a wife is unhappy with her lot in life?)) Arbat pressed.
I swung my eyestalks in a "who knows for sure" gesture. ((I'm just pointing out that appearances can be deceiving. Husbands could be unhappy as well, even though in my opinion it is a female that gets the less in a marriage.))
((How so?)) Alloran now pressed, they were both very interested however.
((Well, unlike males, females feel great pressure to marry. They are told that it is part of their duty to the race to be mothers. Males however are given no such pressure to be fathers.)) I explained. (( Also, when a female is married, her personal freedom is cut back, she is expected to act a certain way now that she is a wife. A male may feel little change in his life other than he now has a wife to interact with.))
((Frown you so much on marriage Jahar?)) Arbat asked.
((I merely state the truth I have seen,)) I defended myself, though I thought what Arbat said was about right.
An awkward silence ensued, with neither of the males certain just what to say. We watched for a few more heavy minutes the sun set before Arbat announced, ((I think you're parents are expecting you home Jahar.))
((I think so to,)) I answered, feeling I may not get called on by Arbat again right then, and with the scant conversation home, I was confirmed of it. He had wanted a wife, and was disgruntled only to find a spinster in the making.
)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( (((((((((((
Okay, I did my part, you do yours. Send me your love and hate!