Backdated scene - this occurs ICly about a week prior to the clutching

Fort Weyr - Living Caverns
This cavern, having been created by bubbles in the volcanic flow of this extinct volcano, has a breathtaking ceiling — a vast dome that arches high above the heads of the weyrfolk that scurry around beneath it. A hollow echo can be heard from loud enough noises, and the chatterings of various firelizards are consequently multiplied into a chaotic babble. All in all, the living cavern is a loud place.
Tables are scattered around the room, apparently in no particular order. Over to one side near the kitchens, two medium sized serving tables are constantly spread with snacks, klah, and other goodies. The tables look worn, yet perfectly fitted to the atmosphere of the caverns. In the 'corners' of the cavern, smaller two and four place tables are set up for more private talks or just a less chaotic atmosphere in which to eat.

It's been a week or two since Idralia and R'oc were talking of darts in the lounge, a discussion that was never finished when the bronzerider was called away with wingduties. Today, they meet again to revisit that discussion, though this time the meeting takes place in the living caverns. Idralia is waiting for the bronzerider near a mock-up of the Lounge's dart board which is propped against one wall, a handful of darts borrowed from the Lounge in her lap. Klah and wine sit on the table alongside a platter of meats, cheeses and bread.

Along comes a bronzer, in his hands comes he tosses up and down a coin which flips and flips until he moves past the girl with the darts. He smirks as he passes and says. "You think as bad as you were you'da quit already." He teases and moves to the serving tables, going all along the putting food on his plate. Soon the ex-weyrleader grabs a mug of Klah and moves back towards the girl's table and sits down. "You really think you got what it takes?" There is a playful smile on the older man's lips.

"I figured I could get all of your advice before I give up," Idralia replies as the rider returns, shifting items around on the table to the sure he has enough room. "I figured I can ply you with wine and snacks in exchange for some more tips and maybe I'll come out of this with some kind of aim. If not, then I'll know it's not worth it and give up. Until then I want to keep trying."

"Well at least you have the guts to try something, even if you're terrible at it." There's that wonderful double edged compliment he's so well known for. "And you are smart enough to try to bribe me with drink and food, you really do know the way to my heart." The bronzer laughs taking a large swig of the Klah, he eyes over towards the girl and then nods. "Well lets see if the small tip I gave you last time is paying off.

"And at least I know I'm terrible at it and am trying to get help," Idralia adds with a smile for her own inadequecy. "I got a tip on the bribe method, actually, so I'm glad it was accurate." R'oc's challenge has her nodding and turning her attention to the board mock-up. She lifts a dart free of the pile and balances it without looking, keeping her eyes focused on the center of the target. She hesitates a moment, getting the feel for the dart's weight, then tosses it. The dart sinks into the fourth of the five rings around the center, just to the right of directly below the center. Better than the other night but certainly not good.

R'oc looks at the girl and then watches her pose and her little set up, but it's the look on his face that she doesn't know she makes when concentrating that gets him chuckling. And then the throw as it flies off he watches it and when it lands he looks and says. "Okay okay…so at least you are hitting the board…now do it again." There is a pause and then should she start to aim with one again he says. "No not with a dart…do it with your hand with nothing in it." The ex-weyrleader laughs. "And don't you go telling me it's rediculous…just don't make that face again…"

"I've been practicing some, to get used to not looking at the dart," Idralia admits when R'oc comments on her landing point. She does indeed start to reach for another dart and pauses in the act. "Out of curiosity, why am I doing it without a dart in my hand? And what face?" the techie asks with some confusion, unaware of any oddity to her expression when concentrating. She does repeat the tossing motion empty-handed while she looks at the board, arm wobbling a little as she tries to get a feel for the motion without a dart involved.

"So what exactly is in your hand…how heavy is it…whats it look like?" The bronzer asks with a smile, though then he tilts his head after taking a bite and swallowing it. "My question is why are you questioning my technique, I'd never question yours if I asked you how to….well….that thing with the heat…and…" NOpe he doesn't have a clue. "But thats not the point….so describe what it is you are doing….now that you have an idea I want to see what the full thought is." The bronzer watches a moment before looking to Idralia. R'oc watches her a moment and waits, then as he looks where she's aiming and hows she's moving he adds. "And what exactly are you aiming at?"

"I'm not questioning your technique," Idralia demurs. "I'm asking why because I like to know more, not because I am interested in challenging your reasoning. Which would be why I said 'out of curiosity' when I asked." She processes his instructions before answering. "I'm not entirely sure what you're asking, but as for what I'm doing…. I start with lifting a dart and getting a feel for the weight and balance of it. Once I know those things, I throw the dart. My hand starts beside my head, and I let go of the dart when my hand is level with the point on the board that I want to hit. Which would be the absolute center."

"Now that is the real reason to see, why are you asking, you know why I'm telling you to do something right?" The bronzer's logic makes sense….if it's cryptic and frustrating at second glance. "Well…you are telling me what you want to do…where you want it to go….I'm not asking that." R'oc takes a drink and then watches a few seconds before he says. "You are looking so hard at the center….you forget what you are doing." The rider swallows another bite and then comments. "I know I told you to concentrate on the board…but I thought you could do two things at once.""

Idralia replies, with some irritation, "I don't know what I'm doing in the first place, so I'm hardly forgetting it when I'm concentrating on looking where I'm throwing. As for asking about the purpose of the exercise, you still haven't said what it is. Because you want me to isn't a reason, it's an evasion. As is saying my reason for asking is more interesting. I already said why I am asking. If you're just going to play word games with me then I don't see any point to this. I asked for your help with throwing darts, not to have you dance in circles verbally." She grabs the darts from her lap and rises, looking like she's about to leave.

"Oh come now…now this is too easy to just tell you what I am trying to say…the best way is to show you how through your own actions. If you can see what two parts make up the action, then you break down what two mistakes you are making between point 1 and point 2." The bronzer finishes up his place of food and then looks over towards Idralia and says. "Now look at the board, and concentrate on it, but then look at how your hand is moving without the dart. The toss has to be smooth, your hand has to be steady, but if you concentrate too hard on that you lose focus on the target. If you focus too hard on the target you lose your precision and your fluidity….' The bronzer shakes his head and then says. "But if you'd rather quit than just do what I'm tellin ya to do…""

"The problem is you /aren't/ telling me, R'oc," Idralia replies. "You're making me jump through hoops to get explanations and understand what I am doing. Either offer the information or don't. Don't sit there and try to lead me into seeing the answers myself - if I knew what to look for, I wouldn't be asking for help." The crafter pushes her chair in, shaking her head. "I'm not quitting, R'oc. I'm going to look for a different teacher, because it's clear that we don't mesh. Your teaching style doesn't suit my learning style, and there is no point in continuing this. We're wasting each other's time. Thank you for being willing to work with me, and have a good evening." Without further comment the crafter retrieves the board and heads deeper into the Weyr.

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