Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on Feb 21, 2014 23:01:49 GMT -8
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3076.02.19 | late morning
Rukbat was too bright. Kelradek felt exposed, staked out as if every eye in the entire Weyr was watching him. Belegurth shared both the sensation and the opinion, but the only sign was the way his eyes were half-lidded when he was forced to turn his head towards Rukbat.
Neither the boy nor the dragon showed it, but they hadn’t gotten much sleep the prior night. Kel didn’t know about Belegurth — the Midnight was close-mouthed — but he had kept seeing the fires they’d flown into, excepting the dream he’d had that he didn’t remember exactly.
Kel picked up a fist-sized chunk of firestone and tossed it lightly into the air, snatching it as it came down. There was a certain relief attached to the motion, relief that his reflexes were still there, and his coordination. There was another feeling attached too, a sense of loss, or maybe disappointment, but Kel pushed it away, ignoring it. He was here to learn this, so that he would blend in better so that he could obtain better information. That was all there was to it.
Belegurth said nothing, but he didn’t need to, both he and Kelradek already knew what he considered to be the point here. Power. Knowing this would give him power, and one could never have too much power, as being trapped in that stable had demonstrated all too well.
3076.02.19 | late morning
Rukbat was too bright. Kelradek felt exposed, staked out as if every eye in the entire Weyr was watching him. Belegurth shared both the sensation and the opinion, but the only sign was the way his eyes were half-lidded when he was forced to turn his head towards Rukbat.
Neither the boy nor the dragon showed it, but they hadn’t gotten much sleep the prior night. Kel didn’t know about Belegurth — the Midnight was close-mouthed — but he had kept seeing the fires they’d flown into, excepting the dream he’d had that he didn’t remember exactly.
Kel picked up a fist-sized chunk of firestone and tossed it lightly into the air, snatching it as it came down. There was a certain relief attached to the motion, relief that his reflexes were still there, and his coordination. There was another feeling attached too, a sense of loss, or maybe disappointment, but Kel pushed it away, ignoring it. He was here to learn this, so that he would blend in better so that he could obtain better information. That was all there was to it.
Belegurth said nothing, but he didn’t need to, both he and Kelradek already knew what he considered to be the point here. Power. Knowing this would give him power, and one could never have too much power, as being trapped in that stable had demonstrated all too well.