13.Apr.12, 07:16 PM
S'kef prowled closer, walking with confidence and wearing a stony, unmoving expression. He came close but remained noninvasive, pausing a few paces away from Lymsleia and crossing his arms across his chest. He listened coldly to her appeal, eyes set firmly upon her and jaw set in frustration. He had better things to do than chase little girls through the woods. As he stood and looked at her, that was all he saw; a little girl.
"Do you have any idea how stupid you are?" he barked, ignoring her quip about the Weyrleader. S'kef respected the man with all his heart and didn't gave a tear what some annoying girl had to say about him. Like D'ren tried to shield Tsuen, so S'ken would do his best to shield both of them. "You're Lymsleia, right? The missing healer?"
He took a step closer.
"Well," he growled, "Jada of Krypth almost died last night! She had to undergo emergency surgery, and I'm sure-"
Talian and Breccan
"-Talian and Breccan could have used your help. Instead, you were out here playing in the mud like a spoiled child. Did you honestly believe you are alone in your disappointment? I didn't Impress Tyrrisath until my third hatching!" he said sharply, not exactly yelling, but not snaring the sting in his voice, either.
Gruff and unamused, S'kef held his hand out for her. "Now come on. I'm sure you're hungry," he said, allowing his demeanor to soften just the barest bit. Tyrrisath continued to watch in his trademark silence.
"Do you have any idea how stupid you are?" he barked, ignoring her quip about the Weyrleader. S'kef respected the man with all his heart and didn't gave a tear what some annoying girl had to say about him. Like D'ren tried to shield Tsuen, so S'ken would do his best to shield both of them. "You're Lymsleia, right? The missing healer?"
He took a step closer.
"Well," he growled, "Jada of Krypth almost died last night! She had to undergo emergency surgery, and I'm sure-"
Talian and Breccan
"-Talian and Breccan could have used your help. Instead, you were out here playing in the mud like a spoiled child. Did you honestly believe you are alone in your disappointment? I didn't Impress Tyrrisath until my third hatching!" he said sharply, not exactly yelling, but not snaring the sting in his voice, either.
Gruff and unamused, S'kef held his hand out for her. "Now come on. I'm sure you're hungry," he said, allowing his demeanor to soften just the barest bit. Tyrrisath continued to watch in his trademark silence.