26.Jan.15, 09:39 PM
M’ris watched J’ver cautiously, waiting for whatever angle he was spinning and the trap. When the slimy greenrider asked for assistance in taking down the brownrider that was supposed to be J’ver’s mate, M’ris burst into laughter. “Are you serious?” He asked through the laughter, not at all convinced this was a legitimate conversation. When J’ver simply stood there, clearly waiting for the amusement to pass, the bronzerider started to sober up.
“You are, aren’t you? Why would you risk you neck to take him out? Everyone has seen how you end up when something doesn’t work in his favour.” When S’kef had been demoted and lost his Weyrsecond position, M’ris almost felt sorry for J’ver. Some story another was circulated for J’ver’s rough appearance and lack of public outings but M’ris was among many that suspected otherwise. One of their schemes had backfired and J’ver paid the price. Some didn’t care since it served as a good reminder that greenriders needed to remember their place but M’ris was on the fence about whether or not anyone really deserved ending up in such a beat up condition.
Perhaps that was part of the reason why J’ver was done with S’kef. Maybe he had wizened up and despite the rumours that the greenrider got off on rough sex, perhaps even he had a limit for beatings he could take. Then again, it likely just came down to survival. The whisperings weren’t that subtle in their dislike of brownriders taking over and getting superiority complexes so it stood to reason that J’ver just wanted to survive and find a new man to cling to on the top of the food chain.
Did he really want to help the man? Doesn’t it help you as well? It would help others too if you were in charge. I should think we would both enjoy it. M’ris snorted softly and shook his head, clearly responding more to his dragon than anything pertaining to J’ver. It’d be a lot of paperwork and guiding people. I barely got my own life sorted out and some days, I’d hardly even say that.
That’s why you have a Weyrsecond.
“You are, aren’t you? Why would you risk you neck to take him out? Everyone has seen how you end up when something doesn’t work in his favour.” When S’kef had been demoted and lost his Weyrsecond position, M’ris almost felt sorry for J’ver. Some story another was circulated for J’ver’s rough appearance and lack of public outings but M’ris was among many that suspected otherwise. One of their schemes had backfired and J’ver paid the price. Some didn’t care since it served as a good reminder that greenriders needed to remember their place but M’ris was on the fence about whether or not anyone really deserved ending up in such a beat up condition.
Perhaps that was part of the reason why J’ver was done with S’kef. Maybe he had wizened up and despite the rumours that the greenrider got off on rough sex, perhaps even he had a limit for beatings he could take. Then again, it likely just came down to survival. The whisperings weren’t that subtle in their dislike of brownriders taking over and getting superiority complexes so it stood to reason that J’ver just wanted to survive and find a new man to cling to on the top of the food chain.
Did he really want to help the man? Doesn’t it help you as well? It would help others too if you were in charge. I should think we would both enjoy it. M’ris snorted softly and shook his head, clearly responding more to his dragon than anything pertaining to J’ver. It’d be a lot of paperwork and guiding people. I barely got my own life sorted out and some days, I’d hardly even say that.
That’s why you have a Weyrsecond.