07.Feb.12, 07:44 PM
E'lore settled herself back in her seat, watching the Weyrleader fidget with his clothing. Someone should really force him into slightly nicer leathers than his usual set on a more regular basis, especially as it seemed as if their queen preferred his bronze, at least for the time being. A leader had to be able to show confidence in himself as much as in his people, and someone who was uncomfortable with the trappings of his rank might not seem the most appropriate. Ah, well. They would have time to work on ironing out those fine subtleties if he continued as Weyrleader, and she doubted that she'd be the only one to talk with him about it. If nothing else, he'd need a Weyrsecond to help him out, much as she assisted Tsuen.
Hmm... Perhaps that was something that was being addressed in this announcement? For once Tsuen had left her out of the discussion, keeping it between the Weyrleader and herself, and though E'lore was used to her old friend confiding most things in her, she knew that there were other things that the Weyrleaders would need to keep private. She was her friend's second in command, not her equal. Fortunately, she'd gotten used to that a long time ago.
E'lore rested her elbows on the table and steepled her fingers in front of her thoughtfully, leaning forward as D'ren stood up to speak. Whatever it was that he was going to talk about, it was happening now, and she'd roll with things as they came. She was used to that as well. All of them had to be, living here at Katila.
Hmm... Perhaps that was something that was being addressed in this announcement? For once Tsuen had left her out of the discussion, keeping it between the Weyrleader and herself, and though E'lore was used to her old friend confiding most things in her, she knew that there were other things that the Weyrleaders would need to keep private. She was her friend's second in command, not her equal. Fortunately, she'd gotten used to that a long time ago.
E'lore rested her elbows on the table and steepled her fingers in front of her thoughtfully, leaning forward as D'ren stood up to speak. Whatever it was that he was going to talk about, it was happening now, and she'd roll with things as they came. She was used to that as well. All of them had to be, living here at Katila.
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[span style="background-color:#17415c;"][color=#a6c9e9]Beloved, it is crying again.[/color][/span]