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14.Nov.13, 11:09 AM
Both of B'jin's eyebrows arched upwards, the greenrider quite clearly startled at being asked his opinion on the whole ordeal, especially by S'kef. The fact that the question was hypothetical was completely irrelevant; S'kef so rarely asked for anyone's opinion, and B'jin could count on one hand the times the brownrider had asked for his input - and it had usually been in the process of playing games in front of D'ren that only B'jin was aware were dangerous games. That caused eyebrows to furrow over suddenly suspicious brown eyes as B'jin studied S'kef carefully for several moments, weighing up the pros and cons of answering the other man. Even B'jin was aware enough - in general, and of S'kef - to realise the man was playing a game of some description; but he couldn't figure out exactly what type of game was being played, the moves being made, or how it was he fit into the pieces the brownrider was moving around.
In the end, it was simply easier to answer hte question that had been posed, than to try and figure out what was going on. He'd talk to R'nd later; the bluerider was much better at seeing through S'kef's games than B'jin was - at least in B'jin's own mind.
"Me?" B'jin gave a sour snort. "Pack my shit and leave." The way he said it, and the dirty look he gave S'kef in the process, made several things abundantly clear. The main thing that shone through in that moment, was the fact that B'jin was a complete idiot - the greenrider had never been good with his lessons, or with learning the dragonkind lessons that had been taught to him during his own Weyrlinghood. He was a fantastic teacher, but there was one thing he had failed to learn, and clearly, there was one thing he was failing to pass on to his young class: B'jin did not have any understanding of the gold dragon's ability to impose her will upon others.
He understood that sometimes Nirinath gave commands that made the other dragons and their riders cranky, and he was aware that there was a ranking hierarchy within the dragon colours, but he was far more aware of such things on the human level, which was what he had been teaching his class. He had no idea or understanding of the dragon side of it. To the best of his understanding, the reason they were all locked up in the South was because Tsuen was a crazy old bitch, and no one had been willing to turn her against them when she was in possession of the only mature gold on Pern. It never occurred to him that the reason everyone stayed South, was because they couldn't go back North, as it would go against Nirinath's command.
Being completely incapable of understanding that particular process, B'jin was incapable of ensuring - consciously or subconsciously - that Larrikith followed through on the orders she was given. Quite the opposite, B'jin's lack of understanding worked hand in hand with his dragon's incredibly short memory; even for a dragon, Larrikith had a terrible memory and usually forgot things as fast as Grith did - the only way the spunky green managed to remember anything, was by planting her own thoughts within B'jin's mind. Linked in with her own disdain for Nirinath, and her lack of caring what the gold had to say, Larrikith usually forgot the command to stay South as soon as she'd been distracted by something else.
B'jin continued to frown at S'kef from where he was sitting, clearly of the opinion that what he had just said was the most obvious thing in the world, and just as clearly disgruntled that no one was willing to actively do it. He hadn't the foggiest idea that he'd just prove himself as ignorant and obnoxious as the brownrider had first labelled him all those many years ago. Nor did he have any idea that the brownrider would be able to use that ignorant arrogance to get them all home.
In the end, it was simply easier to answer hte question that had been posed, than to try and figure out what was going on. He'd talk to R'nd later; the bluerider was much better at seeing through S'kef's games than B'jin was - at least in B'jin's own mind.
"Me?" B'jin gave a sour snort. "Pack my shit and leave." The way he said it, and the dirty look he gave S'kef in the process, made several things abundantly clear. The main thing that shone through in that moment, was the fact that B'jin was a complete idiot - the greenrider had never been good with his lessons, or with learning the dragonkind lessons that had been taught to him during his own Weyrlinghood. He was a fantastic teacher, but there was one thing he had failed to learn, and clearly, there was one thing he was failing to pass on to his young class: B'jin did not have any understanding of the gold dragon's ability to impose her will upon others.
He understood that sometimes Nirinath gave commands that made the other dragons and their riders cranky, and he was aware that there was a ranking hierarchy within the dragon colours, but he was far more aware of such things on the human level, which was what he had been teaching his class. He had no idea or understanding of the dragon side of it. To the best of his understanding, the reason they were all locked up in the South was because Tsuen was a crazy old bitch, and no one had been willing to turn her against them when she was in possession of the only mature gold on Pern. It never occurred to him that the reason everyone stayed South, was because they couldn't go back North, as it would go against Nirinath's command.
Being completely incapable of understanding that particular process, B'jin was incapable of ensuring - consciously or subconsciously - that Larrikith followed through on the orders she was given. Quite the opposite, B'jin's lack of understanding worked hand in hand with his dragon's incredibly short memory; even for a dragon, Larrikith had a terrible memory and usually forgot things as fast as Grith did - the only way the spunky green managed to remember anything, was by planting her own thoughts within B'jin's mind. Linked in with her own disdain for Nirinath, and her lack of caring what the gold had to say, Larrikith usually forgot the command to stay South as soon as she'd been distracted by something else.
B'jin continued to frown at S'kef from where he was sitting, clearly of the opinion that what he had just said was the most obvious thing in the world, and just as clearly disgruntled that no one was willing to actively do it. He hadn't the foggiest idea that he'd just prove himself as ignorant and obnoxious as the brownrider had first labelled him all those many years ago. Nor did he have any idea that the brownrider would be able to use that ignorant arrogance to get them all home.
