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21.Mar.13, 07:22 PM
What an odd turn of events. S'kef was actually surprised by the large amount of opposition; he expected with the evening's planned festivities, people would be less eager to start fights. But what could he really expect from Katilans? The brownrider instead found himself a bit taken aback, momentarily unsure of how to deal with the sudden rush of angry faces approaching him, but it was nothing he thought he couldn't handle. Setbacks happened. Dealing with setbacks was what mattered. He simply continued to stare cold at B'run, expression stony and unchanging, while he listened to first the sharp words of Valerian, and then R'ana.
When Tsuen approached and spoke her honeyed words, S'kef broke out into a smile. Just die already, whore. "Indeed! This can be worked out," he said, turning his attention first to Valerian right as the young man turned. Naturally, S'kef was indignant and unamused by the young man's foolish bravado, but an angry weyrling was the least of his worries for the time being. If anything, his time as Weyrleader had taught him to pick his battles, rather than charging at every little insult with his horns down.
"Be calm, bluerider," S'kef replied to Val, tone even and pleasant in spite of his inner disgust. "You'll have your party. The intention was never to take your special moment from you, my boy. I believe I'll be asking these troublemakers to step off to the side with me so we may discuss this issue like adults," he said, gaze shifting back to B'run and then to R'ana. That was probably the most disgusting one of the lot.
"Tsuen, you may leave us. I believe there is a party to tend to, and a graduating class to receive their knots. Please see to it that the festivities are properly begun, and we'll put this ugly business behind us. R'nya?" The last name was shouted, prompting his former wingleader to approach. S'kef glanced towards him and narrowed his eyes, face briefly contorting with malice. "Would you be so kind as to escort these two with me? I would like to speak to them in private..No need to disrupt the party any more than we already have," he said smoothly. Shards, how he wanted to tell them off. Shards! He wanted so badly to put them in their place, his hands would have trembled if he didn't keep them folded neatly behind him. Insolent, know-nothing whers!
"B'run and R-"
Ravana...
"-Ravana, would you step this way with us, please?"
When Tsuen approached and spoke her honeyed words, S'kef broke out into a smile. Just die already, whore. "Indeed! This can be worked out," he said, turning his attention first to Valerian right as the young man turned. Naturally, S'kef was indignant and unamused by the young man's foolish bravado, but an angry weyrling was the least of his worries for the time being. If anything, his time as Weyrleader had taught him to pick his battles, rather than charging at every little insult with his horns down.
"Be calm, bluerider," S'kef replied to Val, tone even and pleasant in spite of his inner disgust. "You'll have your party. The intention was never to take your special moment from you, my boy. I believe I'll be asking these troublemakers to step off to the side with me so we may discuss this issue like adults," he said, gaze shifting back to B'run and then to R'ana. That was probably the most disgusting one of the lot.
"Tsuen, you may leave us. I believe there is a party to tend to, and a graduating class to receive their knots. Please see to it that the festivities are properly begun, and we'll put this ugly business behind us. R'nya?" The last name was shouted, prompting his former wingleader to approach. S'kef glanced towards him and narrowed his eyes, face briefly contorting with malice. "Would you be so kind as to escort these two with me? I would like to speak to them in private..No need to disrupt the party any more than we already have," he said smoothly. Shards, how he wanted to tell them off. Shards! He wanted so badly to put them in their place, his hands would have trembled if he didn't keep them folded neatly behind him. Insolent, know-nothing whers!
"B'run and R-"
"-Ravana, would you step this way with us, please?"
