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21.Oct.13, 01:34 AM
J’ver flinched when the paperweight was grabbed but didn’t dare move when S’kef made a motion to throw it. He knew S’kef’s vanity ran as deep as his own and that he wouldn’t ruin his face unless it was absolutely necessary. Moving meant he risked the chance of stepping into the path instead of away. So he stayed trembling where he stood and let the paperweight connect with decent force on his shoulder. A whimper escaped before he could control his outbursts and J’ver trembled all the more from fear of what his voice would incite S’kef into doing.
It was unclear if S’kef grabbed him by the shoulders with the intention of aggravating the fresh injury from the tossed paperweight or not but it succeeded. J’ver’s knees nearly buckled from the new wave of pain stemming from that tender area but he didn’t dare fall. Not now, not when S’kef was so riled up and looking for answers. Any further weakness that was shown would be his downfall and J’ver was stronger than that! He could manipulate any situation and turn it to his favour so why couldn’t he do that with S’kef right then? The pain, he decided, and the fear. Both were too fresh and it had been a while since either had truly developed in him while in the presence of his brownrider.
“It… it wasn’t the focus of the current mission. We needed B’jin’s assistance in securing your position. That was the important thing.” While it was the truth, J’ver knew it was still a weak response. He had always operated on the belief that any detail was an important one even if it wasn’t needed right away. Everything always had a price and could be brought back to the forefront of minds easily later on. He had no idea how he overlooked such an important detail when in truth, it had been a major detail in getting B’jin to cooperate. ‘I know you snuck North without permission, so help me acquire dirt on bronzeriders.’ Why hadn’t he made the connection then?
“I was focused on your well-being. Your… your rise back into power. It was…” J’ver wanted to close his eyes and pretend everything was fine. If he closed his eyes, the pain would go away and S’kef wouldn’t be grabbing him and about to beat him bloody. He wasn’t a fool despite the accusations against him and J’ver kept his eyes open and his gaze on S’kef. “The most important thing.”
S’kef’s question of what J’ver was kept ringing in his ears and while it was likely rhetorical, J’ver found himself answering it anyway. “I’m a greenrider, sir.” No one ever held them up to any sort of standards so why did S’kef think his pet greenrider could carry out anything perfectly without a hitch?
It was unclear if S’kef grabbed him by the shoulders with the intention of aggravating the fresh injury from the tossed paperweight or not but it succeeded. J’ver’s knees nearly buckled from the new wave of pain stemming from that tender area but he didn’t dare fall. Not now, not when S’kef was so riled up and looking for answers. Any further weakness that was shown would be his downfall and J’ver was stronger than that! He could manipulate any situation and turn it to his favour so why couldn’t he do that with S’kef right then? The pain, he decided, and the fear. Both were too fresh and it had been a while since either had truly developed in him while in the presence of his brownrider.
“It… it wasn’t the focus of the current mission. We needed B’jin’s assistance in securing your position. That was the important thing.” While it was the truth, J’ver knew it was still a weak response. He had always operated on the belief that any detail was an important one even if it wasn’t needed right away. Everything always had a price and could be brought back to the forefront of minds easily later on. He had no idea how he overlooked such an important detail when in truth, it had been a major detail in getting B’jin to cooperate. ‘I know you snuck North without permission, so help me acquire dirt on bronzeriders.’ Why hadn’t he made the connection then?
“I was focused on your well-being. Your… your rise back into power. It was…” J’ver wanted to close his eyes and pretend everything was fine. If he closed his eyes, the pain would go away and S’kef wouldn’t be grabbing him and about to beat him bloody. He wasn’t a fool despite the accusations against him and J’ver kept his eyes open and his gaze on S’kef. “The most important thing.”
S’kef’s question of what J’ver was kept ringing in his ears and while it was likely rhetorical, J’ver found himself answering it anyway. “I’m a greenrider, sir.” No one ever held them up to any sort of standards so why did S’kef think his pet greenrider could carry out anything perfectly without a hitch?
