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24.Aug.12, 09:54 AM
Rilaleeyth glanced over to where Tyrrisath was and shook her head in the barest of movements, no. It’s for the best that I avoid him. J’ver was keeping her from saying much more on the subject, insisting their fellow green pair weren’t as kind as she wanted to believe and they would use any freely given information against them. That was a horrible thing to think but she saw enough of his memories to know that most people could be as cruel as that. Where was the joy in mistreating someone or betraying trusts?
Her pity and disappointment quickly vanished as Astoreth displayed her usual arrogance by announcing Aveleth as hers and someone that she wouldn’t mind sharing. Rilaleeyth straightened out to her fullest size doing so purposely to show she was larger than the slightly younger green even if her timid personality often made her vanish into the background. I know perfectly well how wonderful Aveleth is as he is a flight partner and a good friend. It is you who should be glad that I share him. She wasn’t proud of herself for discussing Aveleth like he was an object to own but perhaps he would forgive her if he knew she was learning to stick up for herself as well as show she did care for the sweet blue.
J’ver sent a questioning gaze to Rilaleeyth but she ignored him, intent not to back down from the potential fight she had waltzed her way into. With a shrug and not at all concerned, J’ver deemed A’liran worthy of his time again and smirked as the man started to piece together how brilliant his plan had once been. “Naturally. I’m surprised I didn’t have any competition, especially from you. Think of what you could have done for your green revolution if you had the Weyrsecond’s ear.” Not that it would have mattered with a man like S’kef or N’gelt. Neither cared about greenriders and while J’ver once thought he was different, S’kef finally showed he thought of his little pet in the same manner. Greenriders were there to be used and tossed aside when used too much to be of any worth.
He didn’t mean to but J’ver tensed, wrapping an arm across his chest in memory of the pain, and glared at A’liran for mentioning the beatings. He didn’t need to give a verbal reply to confirm those rumours were true thanks to his body language yet his mouth still took off without his brain’s approval, “it was once. Anything else were hardly even taps. I was then praised for how brave and strong I was for facing him.”
Her pity and disappointment quickly vanished as Astoreth displayed her usual arrogance by announcing Aveleth as hers and someone that she wouldn’t mind sharing. Rilaleeyth straightened out to her fullest size doing so purposely to show she was larger than the slightly younger green even if her timid personality often made her vanish into the background. I know perfectly well how wonderful Aveleth is as he is a flight partner and a good friend. It is you who should be glad that I share him. She wasn’t proud of herself for discussing Aveleth like he was an object to own but perhaps he would forgive her if he knew she was learning to stick up for herself as well as show she did care for the sweet blue.
J’ver sent a questioning gaze to Rilaleeyth but she ignored him, intent not to back down from the potential fight she had waltzed her way into. With a shrug and not at all concerned, J’ver deemed A’liran worthy of his time again and smirked as the man started to piece together how brilliant his plan had once been. “Naturally. I’m surprised I didn’t have any competition, especially from you. Think of what you could have done for your green revolution if you had the Weyrsecond’s ear.” Not that it would have mattered with a man like S’kef or N’gelt. Neither cared about greenriders and while J’ver once thought he was different, S’kef finally showed he thought of his little pet in the same manner. Greenriders were there to be used and tossed aside when used too much to be of any worth.
He didn’t mean to but J’ver tensed, wrapping an arm across his chest in memory of the pain, and glared at A’liran for mentioning the beatings. He didn’t need to give a verbal reply to confirm those rumours were true thanks to his body language yet his mouth still took off without his brain’s approval, “it was once. Anything else were hardly even taps. I was then praised for how brave and strong I was for facing him.”
