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24.Aug.12, 12:25 AM
Her head ducked down as he stepped closer to her, instinctively responding to the aura that he gave off in the way Jada (typically) did best- submitting. She peeked up at him through her lashes, watching him move around her room, perfectly comfortable with the fact that- Oh dear. If the Harper hadn't been so very determined not to show any weakness to the man in front of her; But what defined a weakness to a man like S'kef, rider of Tyrrisath?
The Brownrider nodded and Jada felt her cheeks flush with color. Shards, what if he knew the truth? Could she get it out of him, she wondered, that D'ren was just trying to accommodate her naive desire to be a part of the choosing, a future Weyrling class? That she wanted to make sure others of her sex had the same chance that she had? Of course, there wasn't going to be a Gold on the Sands, due to the father being a Brown, but still... drago-
Victim.
Jada swallowed, and plastered the smile back on her face. "No, it is fine. I know you are very busy." She nodded, sincerity oozing out of her voice. After all, S'kef had been someone very important, and whatever he had done wrong, he would surely have the chance to make it right. yes, they said terrible things about him, but not all of them could be true. He'd been nothing but kind and generous to her since she had been first introduced to him.
Assault.
No, he wasn't very popular with the Northerners at all. Jada wasn't a fool, she knew he was reviled for a reason. It was just... she wanted to give him a chance. He had treated her roughly during the Flight, yes, but who didn't get beaten up a bit during a Flight? And she had really made it off lightly, considering what she had done to him in return. Usually it- She could feel her lips thin. Usually, it went a lot worse for Flight participants. Jada, however, had gotten a little bruised. A little bleeding... some intense embarrassment. She could see, however, a face that had not been so lucky as her own.
"So, S'kef, what do you think would help? I mean... I wasn't exactly spending much time learning how things were done last time, and you are- were- Weyrsecond." She stumbled over the correct tense, unsure how to mention the fact that he was no longer in that exalted position.
The Brownrider nodded and Jada felt her cheeks flush with color. Shards, what if he knew the truth? Could she get it out of him, she wondered, that D'ren was just trying to accommodate her naive desire to be a part of the choosing, a future Weyrling class? That she wanted to make sure others of her sex had the same chance that she had? Of course, there wasn't going to be a Gold on the Sands, due to the father being a Brown, but still... drago-
Victim.
Jada swallowed, and plastered the smile back on her face. "No, it is fine. I know you are very busy." She nodded, sincerity oozing out of her voice. After all, S'kef had been someone very important, and whatever he had done wrong, he would surely have the chance to make it right. yes, they said terrible things about him, but not all of them could be true. He'd been nothing but kind and generous to her since she had been first introduced to him.
Assault.
No, he wasn't very popular with the Northerners at all. Jada wasn't a fool, she knew he was reviled for a reason. It was just... she wanted to give him a chance. He had treated her roughly during the Flight, yes, but who didn't get beaten up a bit during a Flight? And she had really made it off lightly, considering what she had done to him in return. Usually it- She could feel her lips thin. Usually, it went a lot worse for Flight participants. Jada, however, had gotten a little bruised. A little bleeding... some intense embarrassment. She could see, however, a face that had not been so lucky as her own.
"So, S'kef, what do you think would help? I mean... I wasn't exactly spending much time learning how things were done last time, and you are- were- Weyrsecond." She stumbled over the correct tense, unsure how to mention the fact that he was no longer in that exalted position.
