07.Feb.15, 06:38 PM
J'zek swayed gently in time to Sirbuth's stride. The Bronze had grown quickly, nearly six months old and already over half his adult size, according to the Weyrlingmaster. The daily rides, which had been thrilling at first, now felt frustratingly restrictive for both dragon and rider. The Bronze could fly on his own now, but J'zek was eager to take to the sky with his dragon rather than just watch from the ground. At least the restrictions on alcohol and sex had been loosened a bit, though Jez had needed to remind a few of his fellow male Weyrlings that he was not interested in what they were offering. Finding like minded individuals was difficult, but he wasn't about to lower his standards. That was what had gotten the Weyr in the trouble it was in now.
Maybe Gelabrith's will be a better match. J'zek looked toward the lake and the Bronze dragon who was being bathed by his rider. He frowned thoughtfully as his Bronze continued toward the water's edge. He had his "agreement" with J'ver, but he didn't trust the Greenrider anymore than was necessary. He knew better than to think he was the only Bronzerider the man had approached and he was eager to form his own safety net incase J'ver's promises fell through. He had his doubts as to how much power the Greenrider actually held, even if he was S'kef's weyrmate. Eventually the Brownrider would realize what his slimy little Greenrider was up to and Jez wouldn't be surprised J'ver paid dearly for his deceptions.
J'zek lifted a hand, waving a greeting to the other man before he slipped to the ground. "Morning. Hope you don't mind sharing the water with me and Sirbuth." He said with an amiable grin, waving his Bronze off toward the water as he slipped his sack of supplies off his shoulder. The days when he could use the bathing pools were long gone, but he was grateful that Sirbuth didn't require near constant bathing and oiling anymore, though he still had to keep an eye out for dry patches. After getting out his sand and brush he slipped off his shoes, tossing them further up the bank before rolling up his pant legs. He don't know what sort of man he was dealing with and knew he was going to have to tread lightly with him until he got a better idea as to how receptive he'd be to some sort of an alliance. The Bronzerider was a few years older and that much closer to a position of power than J'zek.
Maybe Gelabrith's will be a better match. J'zek looked toward the lake and the Bronze dragon who was being bathed by his rider. He frowned thoughtfully as his Bronze continued toward the water's edge. He had his "agreement" with J'ver, but he didn't trust the Greenrider anymore than was necessary. He knew better than to think he was the only Bronzerider the man had approached and he was eager to form his own safety net incase J'ver's promises fell through. He had his doubts as to how much power the Greenrider actually held, even if he was S'kef's weyrmate. Eventually the Brownrider would realize what his slimy little Greenrider was up to and Jez wouldn't be surprised J'ver paid dearly for his deceptions.
J'zek lifted a hand, waving a greeting to the other man before he slipped to the ground. "Morning. Hope you don't mind sharing the water with me and Sirbuth." He said with an amiable grin, waving his Bronze off toward the water as he slipped his sack of supplies off his shoulder. The days when he could use the bathing pools were long gone, but he was grateful that Sirbuth didn't require near constant bathing and oiling anymore, though he still had to keep an eye out for dry patches. After getting out his sand and brush he slipped off his shoes, tossing them further up the bank before rolling up his pant legs. He don't know what sort of man he was dealing with and knew he was going to have to tread lightly with him until he got a better idea as to how receptive he'd be to some sort of an alliance. The Bronzerider was a few years older and that much closer to a position of power than J'zek.