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16.Aug.12, 01:20 AM
I know you don't want to attend this, Jada, but it is expected of you. On the Sands, Krypth nuzzled at her Jada's hair lovingly. There are certain responsibilities which must be attended to. It isn't like they are asking you to lash the boy, just be there... standing there... for solidarity. You know how it works. Your memories of Harper Hall are very similar to this. You do not have to agree with it, but you have to obey. You cannot stand out right now. The dragon nuzzled her Bonded lovingly, and then prodded one of the wobbling eggs back into place with her tail. I swear, that egg is moving when I am not looking. I close my eyes for a moment, and there is a giggling Weyrbrat trying to take a peek or touch them. They aren't ready to be touched yet, Jada.
"I know dearest." Every moment Jada looked at Krypth, the Gold was passed out, wrapped around her small clutch protectively. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather I bring you omething to eat instead? I am sure they would understand if you were-"
I will not be an excuse for you to shirk a distasteful duty. You are Mine, are you not? We will lead this Weyr one day, I promise you. So do not start off our triumph by being a coward. You will go and watch this boy who does not wish to Touch my eggs be beaten, and you will ensure D'ren does not let him on my Sands. The mere fact that a Candidate would try and run away when one of Krypth's perfect, precious gems was on the Sands- especially her first Clutch!- was insult. A positive insult.
"I'm not going to do that. It's the Weyrleader's decision." Jada kissed Krypth on the nose, and the Gold sighed. "I wish you could go with me too." Jada responded before the beast could utter her desire. "I will make you proud." Moving off the Sands, Jada sighed, groaning softly. She would have just enough time to get washed up a bit, wipe off the sweat from the heated Sands, and then she would have to hurry for the Gather Square. She could not be late for this. What had possessed someone to try and run this soon after a Clutching? The more fool them; Krypth had already proven to everyone (Jada had thought) that she was more than a handful, and now the Gold was insulted to boot. Jada was more surprised the dragon hadn't insisted the lashing happen on the Sands, so she could get a good look. Hmmph, she would have to be careful with that thought in the future, or it may just come to pass!
She was a teensy bit later than she had planned to get there- there was already a crowd to stare as she pushed her way to the front of the crowd, nodding politely to N'gelt. Neatly clad Jada was not, but she'd been on the Sands most of the day. She'd brushed her hair and gotten rid of the Sand on her boring, well-worn outfit. If anyone expected more from her when she was going to watch a lashing, they had another thing coming.
At least she had made it before the lashing this time.
"I know dearest." Every moment Jada looked at Krypth, the Gold was passed out, wrapped around her small clutch protectively. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather I bring you omething to eat instead? I am sure they would understand if you were-"
I will not be an excuse for you to shirk a distasteful duty. You are Mine, are you not? We will lead this Weyr one day, I promise you. So do not start off our triumph by being a coward. You will go and watch this boy who does not wish to Touch my eggs be beaten, and you will ensure D'ren does not let him on my Sands. The mere fact that a Candidate would try and run away when one of Krypth's perfect, precious gems was on the Sands- especially her first Clutch!- was insult. A positive insult.
"I'm not going to do that. It's the Weyrleader's decision." Jada kissed Krypth on the nose, and the Gold sighed. "I wish you could go with me too." Jada responded before the beast could utter her desire. "I will make you proud." Moving off the Sands, Jada sighed, groaning softly. She would have just enough time to get washed up a bit, wipe off the sweat from the heated Sands, and then she would have to hurry for the Gather Square. She could not be late for this. What had possessed someone to try and run this soon after a Clutching? The more fool them; Krypth had already proven to everyone (Jada had thought) that she was more than a handful, and now the Gold was insulted to boot. Jada was more surprised the dragon hadn't insisted the lashing happen on the Sands, so she could get a good look. Hmmph, she would have to be careful with that thought in the future, or it may just come to pass!
She was a teensy bit later than she had planned to get there- there was already a crowd to stare as she pushed her way to the front of the crowd, nodding politely to N'gelt. Neatly clad Jada was not, but she'd been on the Sands most of the day. She'd brushed her hair and gotten rid of the Sand on her boring, well-worn outfit. If anyone expected more from her when she was going to watch a lashing, they had another thing coming.
At least she had made it before the lashing this time.
