02.Jun.13, 06:09 PM
"She all but displayed it for everyone at the damn execution," S'kef pointed out. Not even he was crazy enough do such a thing, screaming for blood like a maniac in front of a conflicted, frightened, and weary crowd. S'kef was not the calmest or most forgiving of men, but there was a time and a place for aggression. Any fool could tell that the Weyr had been utterly exhausted by the investigation, all tired and ready for it to just be over. "It takes an idiot to fan those kinds of flames. If anyone had any doubts concerning the bitch's sanity, they're gone now."
He paused to think about it for a moment. Did Tsuen have any supporters left? At least who weren't as crazy as her? He thought about Emalore for a moment, and if he were in a better humor, he might have smiled. He supposed he could respect both utter loyalty and love, but that was a slice of crazy that he wanted no part of. That was a special kind of devotion...he liked to think that if he ever went crazy, J'ver would do what was ultimately best for himself and dump him. Callous, perhaps...and S'kef knew he would be heartbroken to have to do such a thing himself...but he also couldn't stand the thought of his sweet greenrider suffering just because S'kef had become weak and lost his marbles.
"I like to think that her 'loyal' followers are few in number, in any case," he continued, shifting his gaze to L'varl once more. "If any exist, they're flocking to B'run now. What do you think of him? Do you think he's a real threat to stability?" S'kef had his own opinion, but it would be interesting to hear L'varl's before going into that. S'kef's thoughts? Maybe. B'run wasn't an idiot and he certainly wasn't a coward, and neither was that woman he hung out with...But at the same time, they were both inexperienced, and at the moment outnumbered. S'kef wasn't willing to ingore them because of that, though.
He paused to think about it for a moment. Did Tsuen have any supporters left? At least who weren't as crazy as her? He thought about Emalore for a moment, and if he were in a better humor, he might have smiled. He supposed he could respect both utter loyalty and love, but that was a slice of crazy that he wanted no part of. That was a special kind of devotion...he liked to think that if he ever went crazy, J'ver would do what was ultimately best for himself and dump him. Callous, perhaps...and S'kef knew he would be heartbroken to have to do such a thing himself...but he also couldn't stand the thought of his sweet greenrider suffering just because S'kef had become weak and lost his marbles.
"I like to think that her 'loyal' followers are few in number, in any case," he continued, shifting his gaze to L'varl once more. "If any exist, they're flocking to B'run now. What do you think of him? Do you think he's a real threat to stability?" S'kef had his own opinion, but it would be interesting to hear L'varl's before going into that. S'kef's thoughts? Maybe. B'run wasn't an idiot and he certainly wasn't a coward, and neither was that woman he hung out with...But at the same time, they were both inexperienced, and at the moment outnumbered. S'kef wasn't willing to ingore them because of that, though.