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05.Dec.12, 06:19 AM
Nejerc stood watching as S'kef disappeared with his dragon between leaving no answers to the inquires that rose up, and not seeming to care. His gaze flicked to Tsuen as he felt a surge of anger that he quickly suppressed. 'S'kef' If he'd continued on much longer Nejerc wondered if he would have been able to stand there much longer listening to the man gloat and throw his weight around like he was now high and mighty. No doubt he thought he was indeed high and mighty. If S'kef thought that announcement like that was going to just make everyone listen to him, a brown rider who already had a bad reputation with those who cared to remember, and Nejerc CARED to remember all right.
He had been careful to avoid S'kef and whenever he did run into the man he quickly found one excuse or another to find somewhere else to be. His boyfriend? Not much better in Nejerc's opinion. As he was in no hurry to be associated with either of them he did his best to avoid both at great lengths. His hand flexed as he took a deep breath and rolled his neck trying to vent the sudden surge of anger he took several moments to clear his head.
'Think.' He commanded himself. He had to do something. He needed to do something. What had S'kef said? There was an investigation. An investigation to find out who had poisoned D'ren. At least S'kef had said something right, even if he didn't intend to carry through with the promise of punishment.. Which might not be the best idea after all.. Nejerc wanted to speak badly with D'ren but didn't even know if he was conscious from the poisoning he had been through.
'Poisoning.. poisoning...' A light flicked on his head. "I have an idea.." He breathed softly more to himself not really meaning to say it aloud.. Though some who were likely still around him heard him. He didn't stick around however or even notice if anyone heard him. He pivited and began to walk away his long legs quick carrying him away from the gathering quickly back toward the announcements that had been tagged up on the bulletin boards. Reaching them he scanned them quickly before reaching out and holding his finger under a single word on one of the notes still up. "Tansy" He said aloud.
It rang a bell in his head and he recalled hearing B'jin whisper it earlier when the whole attack on the healing hall had taken place! Did that mean B'jin had known? Frowning slightly he turned away and quickly began to move toward the healing hall. How had he known? Who would have told him? Ronarth had been crazed it was possible that Ronarth might have known what it was that had happened but had he been sane enough to communicate what it was that had been done to D'ren? With the image of Ronarth attacking the hall flickering across his mind Nejerc knew it was a negative. Ronarth would not have been able to tell the healers..
The healers.. Even as his feet carried him toward the healing hall he already knew who it was he was going to approach. Talian. He had come to the south some time ago, Nejerc still remembered the rumors that had flown around when he had tried to kill himself. It had been the reason he had not been permitted to stand on the sands for so long, but for this most recent clutch Nejerc had seen the man in candidate lessons. He was silent like Nejerc, having never approached him before Nejerc didn't know if Talian was shy or if he was simply observant like himself.
He surfaced from his thoughts long enough to notice that someone was calling his name. Turning he was slightly surprised to see Aparicus hurrying after him. He waited until she had reached him before speaking. "Yes?"
He had been careful to avoid S'kef and whenever he did run into the man he quickly found one excuse or another to find somewhere else to be. His boyfriend? Not much better in Nejerc's opinion. As he was in no hurry to be associated with either of them he did his best to avoid both at great lengths. His hand flexed as he took a deep breath and rolled his neck trying to vent the sudden surge of anger he took several moments to clear his head.
'Think.' He commanded himself. He had to do something. He needed to do something. What had S'kef said? There was an investigation. An investigation to find out who had poisoned D'ren. At least S'kef had said something right, even if he didn't intend to carry through with the promise of punishment.. Which might not be the best idea after all.. Nejerc wanted to speak badly with D'ren but didn't even know if he was conscious from the poisoning he had been through.
'Poisoning.. poisoning...' A light flicked on his head. "I have an idea.." He breathed softly more to himself not really meaning to say it aloud.. Though some who were likely still around him heard him. He didn't stick around however or even notice if anyone heard him. He pivited and began to walk away his long legs quick carrying him away from the gathering quickly back toward the announcements that had been tagged up on the bulletin boards. Reaching them he scanned them quickly before reaching out and holding his finger under a single word on one of the notes still up. "Tansy" He said aloud.
It rang a bell in his head and he recalled hearing B'jin whisper it earlier when the whole attack on the healing hall had taken place! Did that mean B'jin had known? Frowning slightly he turned away and quickly began to move toward the healing hall. How had he known? Who would have told him? Ronarth had been crazed it was possible that Ronarth might have known what it was that had happened but had he been sane enough to communicate what it was that had been done to D'ren? With the image of Ronarth attacking the hall flickering across his mind Nejerc knew it was a negative. Ronarth would not have been able to tell the healers..
The healers.. Even as his feet carried him toward the healing hall he already knew who it was he was going to approach. Talian. He had come to the south some time ago, Nejerc still remembered the rumors that had flown around when he had tried to kill himself. It had been the reason he had not been permitted to stand on the sands for so long, but for this most recent clutch Nejerc had seen the man in candidate lessons. He was silent like Nejerc, having never approached him before Nejerc didn't know if Talian was shy or if he was simply observant like himself.
He surfaced from his thoughts long enough to notice that someone was calling his name. Turning he was slightly surprised to see Aparicus hurrying after him. He waited until she had reached him before speaking. "Yes?"
