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04.Apr.21, 03:57 PM
A small smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she took back the bottle. “It’s not everyone’s favorite straight, but it’s pretty good with fruit juice.” She took another swig as K’dar considered her question.
His reply wasn’t what she anticipated, but then again, she wasn’t sure what she had been anticipating, anyway. She arched an elegant eyebrow at him. His theories were good, educated, and fairly close to what she had been thinking. He was an observant young man, to be sure, and not what she’d come to expect of the younger bronze riders she’d become acquainted with.
“Heh, fucked, indeed. I think that’s right on track.” Her gaze returned to the Weyr bowl again, mulling his opinion over in her mind. “Someone’s got drastic ideas of what they think Pern should look like, and it doesn’t include the current leadership.” A thought that had been niggling at the back of her mind came forward again. Instead of shoving it aside this time though, she gave it voice. “And with so many golds targeted, I can’t help wondering if their vision includes dragons, at all.” She tossed a sideways look at the young man to try and gauge his thoughts on what she’d said.
“No more golds, no more dragons. And since there are still gold riders left...” she shrugged. It was a bit of a stretch, but not out of the realm of possibility. A Pern without dragons…vulnerable and unprotected when Thread came again…no wings glinting in the skies above, the great beasts lost to legend and song…it was insane. But someone on Pern was also clearly insane, at least, insane enough to try and take out the shiny hides of numerous weyrs, so she wasn’t willing to dismiss that endgame entirely. “It’s the only thing I can think of that makes some sense of what’s been happening. I could be completely off base, but...” her voice trailed off as she mulled it over. She hoped the safety measures S’far had implemented would be enough. “This isn’t over yet.”
His reply wasn’t what she anticipated, but then again, she wasn’t sure what she had been anticipating, anyway. She arched an elegant eyebrow at him. His theories were good, educated, and fairly close to what she had been thinking. He was an observant young man, to be sure, and not what she’d come to expect of the younger bronze riders she’d become acquainted with.
“Heh, fucked, indeed. I think that’s right on track.” Her gaze returned to the Weyr bowl again, mulling his opinion over in her mind. “Someone’s got drastic ideas of what they think Pern should look like, and it doesn’t include the current leadership.” A thought that had been niggling at the back of her mind came forward again. Instead of shoving it aside this time though, she gave it voice. “And with so many golds targeted, I can’t help wondering if their vision includes dragons, at all.” She tossed a sideways look at the young man to try and gauge his thoughts on what she’d said.
“No more golds, no more dragons. And since there are still gold riders left...” she shrugged. It was a bit of a stretch, but not out of the realm of possibility. A Pern without dragons…vulnerable and unprotected when Thread came again…no wings glinting in the skies above, the great beasts lost to legend and song…it was insane. But someone on Pern was also clearly insane, at least, insane enough to try and take out the shiny hides of numerous weyrs, so she wasn’t willing to dismiss that endgame entirely. “It’s the only thing I can think of that makes some sense of what’s been happening. I could be completely off base, but...” her voice trailed off as she mulled it over. She hoped the safety measures S’far had implemented would be enough. “This isn’t over yet.”
