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22.Oct.17, 05:06 PM
R’nya grimaced slightly, but otherwise didn’t show his disgust with the Holderfolk. It wasn’t such a terrible task to have his fellow bronzerider’s running messenger, though he’d tried repeatedly to tell the Holders that the smaller and lither greens were much faster. But no, the Lord Holder wanted bronze. He’d probably have demanded R’nya himself make all the social calls, but the bronzerider had managed to get him to accept bronze. At least they weren’t in wing formation yet, so playing messenger wasn’t keeping wingleaders absent. Wings. He’d have to think about putting some of those together soon. He had far too many lackadaisical dragonriders lazing around.
I should get back to work, he murmured to Xyreith, though he made no immediate move to get to his feet and actually leave. There was always so much to do! Wings to put together (and that would take a lot of work. Who would he promote to Wingleader? Who would toss a shit fit about not being Wingleader? Who was worthy of the task?) Faranth help him, he didn’t even know where to start! He’d never actually had to put wings together. He’d have to talk to Jajojin, and that didn’t really strike him as a fun time. The ex-bronzerider varied in his coherency, which meant R’nya would have to time the meeting carefully. Not a bad day, but it couldn’t be too much of a good day, because it would bring the man down, talking about Wings he wouldn’t be able to take part in. R’nya groaned and rubbed a hand over his face.
“I am afraid I had better get back to work,” he spoke clearly into a lull of conversation, stormy eyes glancing between An’tell and Oenthi. He nodded politely to each, and stood up carefully. “It was lovely to catch up with you, my dear.” He spoke warmly to Oenthi, an almost-smile on the corner of his lips. “You should reach out to Rhaedalyn, I am sure she would be able to quell some of your concerns.” He didn’t delve deeper into that topic, for he was sure she wouldn’t want An’tell knowing about her fears of her dragon taking flight. Some things were personal like that.
“Do not rush to get me your report, An’tell. I have a lot to do and regardless of their opinions, their messages are hardly ever important.” R’nya tipped the bronzerider a wink before nodding to Oenthi again and turning to stride up towards the Weyr. Being Weyrleader came with a lot more weight than R’nya had thought it could!
I should get back to work, he murmured to Xyreith, though he made no immediate move to get to his feet and actually leave. There was always so much to do! Wings to put together (and that would take a lot of work. Who would he promote to Wingleader? Who would toss a shit fit about not being Wingleader? Who was worthy of the task?) Faranth help him, he didn’t even know where to start! He’d never actually had to put wings together. He’d have to talk to Jajojin, and that didn’t really strike him as a fun time. The ex-bronzerider varied in his coherency, which meant R’nya would have to time the meeting carefully. Not a bad day, but it couldn’t be too much of a good day, because it would bring the man down, talking about Wings he wouldn’t be able to take part in. R’nya groaned and rubbed a hand over his face.
“I am afraid I had better get back to work,” he spoke clearly into a lull of conversation, stormy eyes glancing between An’tell and Oenthi. He nodded politely to each, and stood up carefully. “It was lovely to catch up with you, my dear.” He spoke warmly to Oenthi, an almost-smile on the corner of his lips. “You should reach out to Rhaedalyn, I am sure she would be able to quell some of your concerns.” He didn’t delve deeper into that topic, for he was sure she wouldn’t want An’tell knowing about her fears of her dragon taking flight. Some things were personal like that.
“Do not rush to get me your report, An’tell. I have a lot to do and regardless of their opinions, their messages are hardly ever important.” R’nya tipped the bronzerider a wink before nodding to Oenthi again and turning to stride up towards the Weyr. Being Weyrleader came with a lot more weight than R’nya had thought it could!
