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01.Jul.12, 11:55 PM
The confident expression J’ver held as he waited for a reply was quickly replaced with dismay as a hand helped lever him up to hover above the cushion while the other checked for wet spots. A shriek was barely contained and turned into an audible gasp of shock as fingers ran over a damp area on the cushion and then to his ass where a small area of his pants let it be known that he hadn’t entirely missed the spill. He hoped it was a spill anyway. Given there was some young female spawn visiting, J’ver couldn’t say for certain if she had dropped her juice or wet herself. With his mood soured, J’ver sat back down and resumed his casual position, now uncaring that he was sitting in something bound to stain. What did it matter when he had already made contact? B’jin shouldn’t have pointed it out, though, as now the younger greenrider had his claws fully extended.
“You’re in no positions to ask questions, sweet B’jin. You only need to find incriminating evidence against a list of bronze- and brownriders and report your findings to me and our precious Weyrleader will never know how fascinated his pet green is with Northern possessions.” J’ver ran his hand back through his short dark hair, wondering not for the first time if he should grow it out again but waved away the thought as he normally did. Any longer and S’kef had a better hold on it during their rougher play and J’ver did ever so love holding some sort of power over everyone he dealt with.
Now was no different with B’jin and a soft and very amused chuckle rumbled as J’ver added a little extra incentive to the mix. “Speaking of possessions, and you will love this part, if you don’t assist me and give true and accurate facts, Talian may find it hard to heal others as he’s too busy working on himself and R’nd’s pretty little smile will only continue to exist in your mind.” One was a cranky Northerner and the other a troublesome bluerider. It would be easy enough to find reasons to discipline them both publically with legitimate reasons or simply let S’kef work off some steam against them in private if he so chose. Whatever method, J’ver doubted B’jin would let harm befall either man, but just in case, a casual glance to the bedroom where that little girl must be hidden away was given before pale blue eyes returned to B’jin with a quirk of a brow and arrogant grin was given.
As fun as it would be to drag out their encounter and harass the other greenrider a while longer, J’ver needed that information as soon as possible and this was something he wouldn’t keep S’kef waiting on despite the games he played with the brownrider.
“You’re in no positions to ask questions, sweet B’jin. You only need to find incriminating evidence against a list of bronze- and brownriders and report your findings to me and our precious Weyrleader will never know how fascinated his pet green is with Northern possessions.” J’ver ran his hand back through his short dark hair, wondering not for the first time if he should grow it out again but waved away the thought as he normally did. Any longer and S’kef had a better hold on it during their rougher play and J’ver did ever so love holding some sort of power over everyone he dealt with.
Now was no different with B’jin and a soft and very amused chuckle rumbled as J’ver added a little extra incentive to the mix. “Speaking of possessions, and you will love this part, if you don’t assist me and give true and accurate facts, Talian may find it hard to heal others as he’s too busy working on himself and R’nd’s pretty little smile will only continue to exist in your mind.” One was a cranky Northerner and the other a troublesome bluerider. It would be easy enough to find reasons to discipline them both publically with legitimate reasons or simply let S’kef work off some steam against them in private if he so chose. Whatever method, J’ver doubted B’jin would let harm befall either man, but just in case, a casual glance to the bedroom where that little girl must be hidden away was given before pale blue eyes returned to B’jin with a quirk of a brow and arrogant grin was given.
As fun as it would be to drag out their encounter and harass the other greenrider a while longer, J’ver needed that information as soon as possible and this was something he wouldn’t keep S’kef waiting on despite the games he played with the brownrider.
