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18.Feb.15, 04:56 PM
"Thanks." J'zek answered, striding toward the water's edge and swinging his gaze out to where Sirbuth was swimming purposefully through the water. The Bronze addressed the task as he did most others, as a chance to improve himself and to showcase just how much better he was than his fellow Weyrlings. This wasn't a time for splashing about or other shenanigans, this was an important exercise that was going to help prepare him for his glorious future. Well his and J'zek's. He didn't mind the work, viewing it as another important step toward his goals. As a Bronze it was also his duty to set an example for those beneath him and provide guidance through his own behavior.
Knowing Sirbuth would not return to shore before he was ready, and knowing any attempts to hurry the Bronze along would also be futile, J'zek took a seat upon a boulder and turned his attention back to T'drin and Gelabrith. He took a moment to admire the Bronze, ignoring the jealous twinge over still having a good stretch of weyrlinghood left to endure before they'd be able to begin making a name for themselves. "Almost perfect." J'zek agreed, not really interested in discussing the weather, but it was as good a way as any to break the ice. "Still I'll be glad once I can return North and enjoy some proper weather again." He said with an easy grin, as he tried to get a feel for T'drin's own feelings toward the North.
A change in weather wasn't the only thing he would enjoy once he could return North. He'd come to the conclusion shortly after his arrival that most of the South's inhabitants were far to lax, both physically and morally. That was never more obvious than in how they allowed themselves to be led by a Brownrider whose weyrmate was a male greenrider. Why one of the resident Bronzeriders hadn't ousted S'kef yet was beyond him. He was convinced it was due to simple laziness, brought on by the easy living to be had in the South. He could readily see how the Weyr was in dire need of a firm hand. The Northern Holds and Halls were unlikely to welcome such a blatant flaunting of tradition by the one who was suppose to be in charge. A Bronzerider in control was what the Weyr needed and preferably one who wasn't bedding another man. It was long overdo for Bronzeriders to rise up and take back their rightful place at the head of the Weyr.
