Perhaps a little too routine. (J'fel)

[Omnia Munda]

The 'listening' face was gone. J'fel was silent, so surely he heard what the blue's rider said; if any of it mattered, it didn't show.

His gaze rested evenly on Ez'ki. There was little left in the weyrleader's expression to betray what he might be thinking - besides the expectation that the weyrling would, at any minute, turn again and finish his departure for the barracks.

He had, after all, been commanded.

[neopanther]

Shaking his head, Ez turned on his heel, muttering vague things under his breath, J’fel was not worth the effort. That’s all that Ez could decide. He walked at his regular lazy pace back to the barracks, how did women find that man charming – in any respect at all? There was nothing attractive about that man but his power. Maybe that was it. Maybe the girls just like the power high they got from being with the Weyrleader. Maybe that was it. There were too many ‘maybe’s about that man. And one thing about him was certain Ez would likely never trust him, nor be comfortable in his presence, oh well, such was life.