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13.Mar.12, 06:12 AM
S'kef and Tyrrisath
S’kef tried to stifle his smirk as he looked down at his newest tool. He knew he shouldn’t enjoy it. That didn’t change the fact that he did.
D’ren would be disappointed in you. This is supposed to be an unfortunate necessity…not a sport Tyrrisath warned sagely. The brown perched outside his rider’s hut, wings folded neatly at his sides and fail flickering nervously behind him. He hated it when his bonded got like this, so consumed with his own anger and biases that it bled over into the tasks that mattered,
Worse still, S’kef had a blank check with this one. D’ren had told his Weyrsecond not to hold back.
Tyrrisath extended a preemptive apology and words of comfort to Larrikith, wherever she was.
A few minutes later, the brown appeared above the gather square and settled alongside Ronarth. D’ren was already there, facing the crowd with dour stoicism. S’kef wasn’t surprised to see no sign of Tsuen. D’ren liked to shield her from damaging public relations, he knew. D’ren would take full blame for this, just as he did the childbearing edict, even though they’d come to the decision together.
S’kef smiled. Respectable man, to his eyes at least!
A crowd had accumulated, curious about the public lashing that was supposed to be taking place. S’kef was pleased to see that crowd. They needed to see that their Weyrleader meant serious business. Too many lines had been crossed; rider fighting, candidates attacking riders and causing uproars through attempted suicide…and publicly scoffing at the Weyrleader? Perish the thought.
S’kef tugged the whip anxiously in his hands, quickly scanning the crowd for B’jin. Ah yes, B’jin…S’kef remembered that greenrider from his days at Telgar.
So handsome. So feisty…he could use a good lashing to remind him of his place.
Played by Bluedragon
S’kef tried to stifle his smirk as he looked down at his newest tool. He knew he shouldn’t enjoy it. That didn’t change the fact that he did.
D’ren would be disappointed in you. This is supposed to be an unfortunate necessity…not a sport Tyrrisath warned sagely. The brown perched outside his rider’s hut, wings folded neatly at his sides and fail flickering nervously behind him. He hated it when his bonded got like this, so consumed with his own anger and biases that it bled over into the tasks that mattered,
Worse still, S’kef had a blank check with this one. D’ren had told his Weyrsecond not to hold back.
Tyrrisath extended a preemptive apology and words of comfort to Larrikith, wherever she was.
A few minutes later, the brown appeared above the gather square and settled alongside Ronarth. D’ren was already there, facing the crowd with dour stoicism. S’kef wasn’t surprised to see no sign of Tsuen. D’ren liked to shield her from damaging public relations, he knew. D’ren would take full blame for this, just as he did the childbearing edict, even though they’d come to the decision together.
S’kef smiled. Respectable man, to his eyes at least!
A crowd had accumulated, curious about the public lashing that was supposed to be taking place. S’kef was pleased to see that crowd. They needed to see that their Weyrleader meant serious business. Too many lines had been crossed; rider fighting, candidates attacking riders and causing uproars through attempted suicide…and publicly scoffing at the Weyrleader? Perish the thought.
S’kef tugged the whip anxiously in his hands, quickly scanning the crowd for B’jin. Ah yes, B’jin…S’kef remembered that greenrider from his days at Telgar.
So handsome. So feisty…he could use a good lashing to remind him of his place.
Played by Bluedragon
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