23.Oct.12, 04:36 AM
Xyreith burst out laughing at the images that suddenly flooded R'nya's mind as the bronzerider pictured his reluctant wingriders paired off with their legs tied together and told to run laps. It was brilliant! We are going to make them do this, correct, Sir?! Xyreith asked, nearly begging as he revelled in the horror that would be felt by the wingriders when they were told of just what was expected of them. R'nya raised his hand to hide the subtle smirk that was pulling one corner of his lip upward beyond his control. Partly fuelled by his dragon's amusement and partly by his own, R'nya found he deeply enjoyed the promise of this game.
"That," R'nya said slowly, as his hand lowered and he dug up a sheet of parchment and found the part he wanted, picking up his pen and quickly writing something down, "Is exactly what I am after." He lifted his head, nodding respectfully at Bordtai, and while he wasn't smiling or outright showing his appreciation, it was fairly clear the bronzerider was more than pleased with the outcome of his little chat with the young weyrbrat.
It will be brilliant, Xyreith added in smugly, far too pleased with the prospect of the impending torture. Indeed. It is a pity there is not a dragon equivalent. That shut his dragon up, and R'nya shook his head slightly as he wrote some more on his sheet of paper. Some of his wingriders would partner more willingly with one another than other's would - weyrmates, one would hope, would do better than non-mated - but he was most interested in the partnerships of a short or unfit rider with one that was tall or especially fit. seeing how they could work together to over come the differences was what he was seeking with his games.
"Thank you, young man. That will work wonderfully." R'nya was very pleased.
"That," R'nya said slowly, as his hand lowered and he dug up a sheet of parchment and found the part he wanted, picking up his pen and quickly writing something down, "Is exactly what I am after." He lifted his head, nodding respectfully at Bordtai, and while he wasn't smiling or outright showing his appreciation, it was fairly clear the bronzerider was more than pleased with the outcome of his little chat with the young weyrbrat.
It will be brilliant, Xyreith added in smugly, far too pleased with the prospect of the impending torture. Indeed. It is a pity there is not a dragon equivalent. That shut his dragon up, and R'nya shook his head slightly as he wrote some more on his sheet of paper. Some of his wingriders would partner more willingly with one another than other's would - weyrmates, one would hope, would do better than non-mated - but he was most interested in the partnerships of a short or unfit rider with one that was tall or especially fit. seeing how they could work together to over come the differences was what he was seeking with his games.
"Thank you, young man. That will work wonderfully." R'nya was very pleased.