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21.Aug.22, 10:19 PM
K'dar couldn't help but smile as T'ryn snapped at him and he walked over to give his brother a comforting pat before setting the fruit basket on the counter with the other things that looked like they were destined to be tossed. "It's fine, you're fine. Someone tried to hurt your mate, and I am so glad to hear she's fine." He didn't want his brother to have to experience that. He didn't have time to really dwell though, especially as Tiberuth provided an update. Urudith sends word. The suspicious items that S'far found are confirmed to be poisoned. He found some way to check it seems.
The bronze didn't bother to mention he'd also checked in with Neryseth in person, assuming his rider had the sense to know he would. "So S'far found something poisoned in his weyr too. Mulrissa and Lassalla already know what's going on I think, but I don't know if we should start sending out a general alarm yet or if that would create a panic or cause whoever is doing this to do something worse if they haven't finished." K'dar frowned, cracking his knuckles as he eyed the basket. "I'm also worried that it has your name written on it specifically. I don't want anyone to think you're a murderer."
And as much as he hated to admit it, what T'ryn was saying made sense. "It could be personal, though I don't know why. Your name was on my basket too. I guess we'll find out if whatever S'far got had a name on it when he gets here." Sure, he could have gotten Tiberuth to ask Urudith, but with the weyrleader already on the way it didn't seem necessary. In the meantime he mulled over the attacks again. "Cazan hit her attacker last year, right? And Sir attacked him too?" The flitter in question let out a proud chirp from where he was lounging in Yfris's arms. Tibs huffed softly, trying to get a better feel for his master's opinions and feelings on the matter as he warily eyed the other bronze.
K'dar reached up to gently soothe his little companion as he thought about it. "If it's the same killer as last year, then there was that, then also Zory and Pit interrupting the attack on Gail. Maybe whoever it is just hates flitters, or takes setbacks really personally." He didn't want to say it aloud, mostly because he didn't want to feel like the sort of stubborn person who thought people were only as good as the color of their dragon, but he almost thought it made the brownrider theory from the prior year seem even more plausible.
But there were just so many attacks, so many attempts. "Though I'm not even sure it's just one person honestly. Do you think we should send a flitter out to the other siblings just in case or do you think it's too soon?"
The bronze didn't bother to mention he'd also checked in with Neryseth in person, assuming his rider had the sense to know he would. "So S'far found something poisoned in his weyr too. Mulrissa and Lassalla already know what's going on I think, but I don't know if we should start sending out a general alarm yet or if that would create a panic or cause whoever is doing this to do something worse if they haven't finished." K'dar frowned, cracking his knuckles as he eyed the basket. "I'm also worried that it has your name written on it specifically. I don't want anyone to think you're a murderer."
And as much as he hated to admit it, what T'ryn was saying made sense. "It could be personal, though I don't know why. Your name was on my basket too. I guess we'll find out if whatever S'far got had a name on it when he gets here." Sure, he could have gotten Tiberuth to ask Urudith, but with the weyrleader already on the way it didn't seem necessary. In the meantime he mulled over the attacks again. "Cazan hit her attacker last year, right? And Sir attacked him too?" The flitter in question let out a proud chirp from where he was lounging in Yfris's arms. Tibs huffed softly, trying to get a better feel for his master's opinions and feelings on the matter as he warily eyed the other bronze.
K'dar reached up to gently soothe his little companion as he thought about it. "If it's the same killer as last year, then there was that, then also Zory and Pit interrupting the attack on Gail. Maybe whoever it is just hates flitters, or takes setbacks really personally." He didn't want to say it aloud, mostly because he didn't want to feel like the sort of stubborn person who thought people were only as good as the color of their dragon, but he almost thought it made the brownrider theory from the prior year seem even more plausible.
But there were just so many attacks, so many attempts. "Though I'm not even sure it's just one person honestly. Do you think we should send a flitter out to the other siblings just in case or do you think it's too soon?"
