03.Jul.22, 01:15 AM
Lazerat was smiling as he watched the easy way Zoremet and Zelana interacted. His sister had always been outgoing and social so it wasn’t that he was shocked by her having a good friend. He simply loved seeing her happy and finding a place where she could be herself and belong. Weyr life suited her, even though he’d never forgive their parents for the way they shipped her off to one and then dusted their hands clean of her. Zelana deserved better than such treatment but she had turned it to her advantage and now flourished.
He only wished this visit had been one of his usual casual pop-ins, not one brought on by more attacks. At least Zelly was safe this time, though one of their mutual friends had been viciously attacked and Zoremet’s brother poisoned. He’d been on a ship when Shadow appeared with a letter—a letter he had scolded his sister about. She needed to work on her skills in writing about an emergency that was possibly under control. At least she was safe this time. For now. It had been a long trip, stuck on a ship and then pretending he was a normal merchant with nothing wrong in his life before being stuck on a ship again. At least Zelly had kept him updated and she was still fine. It ate at him that he wasn’t there to keep her safe like he had always done before the Weyr but Lazerat didn’t have anything to do but hope A’tay and anyone else near her could do his job for him.
He arrived the night before because A’tay was kind and agreed to pick him up as soon as the ship got in. He knew A’tay had a little sister as well and suspected her understood the urgency completely. It was probably also why he left them alone for a little while to catch up and let Lazerat prove to himself that Zelly was safe before she led him down to the infirmary where their friend was still staying. It had been a short visit given the hour and how cranky Orgailian was so it was nice getting some more time with the much happier brother while enjoying some sun as well.
Lazerat laughed as he finished off the last of the sandwich Zelly had whipped together. Something easy and portable with little mess for cleaning up, she had said. His little Zelly Bean was becoming so practical and thinking ahead more now and it was almost scary. “Like I said last night, it’s hard to tell you were injured with how much pep you still have,” it was a compliment as it was something Lazerat liked about Zory. The blonde was always so full of life and excitement about everything—and curious. Always questions and an interest to learn more when something grabbed his attention.
“The trip was pretty standard, sadly, so I don’t have any exciting tales or sightings. But the sunsets are always beautiful and a peaceful time of the day.” It was a time used for reflection, something he was doing a lot of more and more but he didn’t want to bore or worry either of them. He’d talk with his sister when he had come to a conclusion and had some kind of plan for following through. That was why he switched to the other question tossed his way.
“I’m always excited for the Hatchings. The baby dragons are adorable but there’s always the chaos of the whole affair that is something to behold. Although I do hope you both Impress soon so I don’t have to worry about you being in the middle of said chaos.” Maybe that was part of the thrill of watching Hatchings? There was definitely a spike in adrenaline but Lazerat really did prefer Zelly got her dragon soon and could then watch beside him. He didn’t mind putting himself at risk over stupid ideas like cliff diving but there was a lot of teeth and claws let loose in a Hatching that didn’t need to get close to his loved ones.
He only wished this visit had been one of his usual casual pop-ins, not one brought on by more attacks. At least Zelly was safe this time, though one of their mutual friends had been viciously attacked and Zoremet’s brother poisoned. He’d been on a ship when Shadow appeared with a letter—a letter he had scolded his sister about. She needed to work on her skills in writing about an emergency that was possibly under control. At least she was safe this time. For now. It had been a long trip, stuck on a ship and then pretending he was a normal merchant with nothing wrong in his life before being stuck on a ship again. At least Zelly had kept him updated and she was still fine. It ate at him that he wasn’t there to keep her safe like he had always done before the Weyr but Lazerat didn’t have anything to do but hope A’tay and anyone else near her could do his job for him.
He arrived the night before because A’tay was kind and agreed to pick him up as soon as the ship got in. He knew A’tay had a little sister as well and suspected her understood the urgency completely. It was probably also why he left them alone for a little while to catch up and let Lazerat prove to himself that Zelly was safe before she led him down to the infirmary where their friend was still staying. It had been a short visit given the hour and how cranky Orgailian was so it was nice getting some more time with the much happier brother while enjoying some sun as well.
Lazerat laughed as he finished off the last of the sandwich Zelly had whipped together. Something easy and portable with little mess for cleaning up, she had said. His little Zelly Bean was becoming so practical and thinking ahead more now and it was almost scary. “Like I said last night, it’s hard to tell you were injured with how much pep you still have,” it was a compliment as it was something Lazerat liked about Zory. The blonde was always so full of life and excitement about everything—and curious. Always questions and an interest to learn more when something grabbed his attention.
“The trip was pretty standard, sadly, so I don’t have any exciting tales or sightings. But the sunsets are always beautiful and a peaceful time of the day.” It was a time used for reflection, something he was doing a lot of more and more but he didn’t want to bore or worry either of them. He’d talk with his sister when he had come to a conclusion and had some kind of plan for following through. That was why he switched to the other question tossed his way.
“I’m always excited for the Hatchings. The baby dragons are adorable but there’s always the chaos of the whole affair that is something to behold. Although I do hope you both Impress soon so I don’t have to worry about you being in the middle of said chaos.” Maybe that was part of the thrill of watching Hatchings? There was definitely a spike in adrenaline but Lazerat really did prefer Zelly got her dragon soon and could then watch beside him. He didn’t mind putting himself at risk over stupid ideas like cliff diving but there was a lot of teeth and claws let loose in a Hatching that didn’t need to get close to his loved ones.