15.Apr.13, 04:52 PM
Oahvakeen had heard rumors that some of the weyrfolk were going to purposely do something else instead of attend the execution. He felt divided between attending things he felt were mandatory and escaping the slaughter of a human being. He felt disgusted that more talk was made of the man's dragon than the man himself ; shouldn't a human, one of them, have upmost sympathy? If nothing else, he should at least attend the funeral, of sorts, out of respect for a life.
He had arrived late, having been busy with his crafthall. Of course, he had purposely made himself late, wanting to skip the pleasantries and waiting and get to the meat and potatoes of the event, so he could quickly go home. He wasn't exactly an appetizer and desert kind of guy.
He stood in the back and noted the faces there. He was silent, not wanting to be noticed, but merely noted. He had come, and thus done his civic duty. Now when would he be able to get the heck out of here? He shifted his weight, anxious to leave, and unhappy about the proceedings merely on principle.
He had arrived late, having been busy with his crafthall. Of course, he had purposely made himself late, wanting to skip the pleasantries and waiting and get to the meat and potatoes of the event, so he could quickly go home. He wasn't exactly an appetizer and desert kind of guy.
He stood in the back and noted the faces there. He was silent, not wanting to be noticed, but merely noted. He had come, and thus done his civic duty. Now when would he be able to get the heck out of here? He shifted his weight, anxious to leave, and unhappy about the proceedings merely on principle.