Prompting Part XXIV
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When they came back down to the ground again, Sh’lock seemed fascinated by the results and complimented Maryth on her ability to hover and her turning circle. He seemed to almost forget that J’ohn was there.
“You’re welcome,” J’ohn said to the back of Sh’lock’s head.
Hamith says that his rider will not speak now for several hours. We should leave. The others are returning.
J’ohn noticed that Maryth’s colour was looking better and she preened a little under his attention.
I like to fly, she said.
J’ohn, whose leg was feeling the weight of walking again, couldn’t help but agree with her.
*
J’ohn reported to his first wing meeting as promptly as he could, though his leg was still slowing him down. He came in just in time to see L’strade berating Sh’lock.
“What were you thinking? Training manoeuvres are essential… You can’t miss one, Sh’lock.”
“Dull!” Sh’lock said, and J’ohn stared. The bronze rider was in L’strade’s wing… and not even wingsecond from what J’ohn could see. His world tilted a bit.
“So keeping people alive and destroying Thread is dull? Is it Sh’lock.”
“Same manoeuvres every time. Things everyone already knows. Traditional methods, traditional formations. DULL!”
“And what, exactly, was more interesting than training?” L’strade asked. Sh’lock mumbled something. “Pardon?”
“Experiment,” Sh’lock said.
“Oh Shells!” a young green rider said from the corner, rolling her eyes. “Freaks been experimenting again.”
“Tell me you didn’t go near Illanth’s newest clutch.”
“Of course not. Not experimenting on dragon eggs… Dull,” Sh’lock dismissed the idea. “Agenothree spray patterns.”
“Agenothree?” a blue rider said with a snort, “What, do you want to join the Queen’s wing now. Should we get you a flame thrower?”
“Firstly, agenothree and flame throwers are clearly not the same thing,” Sh’lock said, turning on the blue rider. “Secondly, there wouldn’t be any need for agenothree spray or flame throwers if you weren’t so abysmal at getting Thread while it was in the sky, N’derson.” J’ohn bit back a small chuckle. “Tell me, did you or Forenth manage to flame anything in the last Fall, or were you trying to miss?”
“How dare you?” N’derson rose to his feet.
“Sit down!” L’strade said. “Sh’lock. You do your experiments in your own time. Not during training, not during Thread fall, you hear me.”
“The presence of other dragons would have upset the conditions,” Sh’lock said, grumbling, but he seemed to acquiesce.
“However, Sh’lock did bring up something I’d been meaning to mention myself. We’re getting sloppy.” L’strade turned around and saw J’ohn standing in the entrance. “Ah, right. Forgot you were joining us this week.” He waved for the other riders to make room on the benches for J’ohn, and they did so. “This is J’ohn, though I’m sure the way that dragons gossip you all already know that. He and Maryth have just transferred from Igen Weyr with some injuries and they’re going to be joining us when they’ve recovered fully.”
J’ohn saw a few heads leaning towards each other as more of that gossip was passed on. He wondered what it was saying at the moment, whether he had been thrown out of Igen in disgrace for battling the Weyrleader. He tried to ignore it, and the way his knee threatened to give way, and raised his hand in greeting.
Sh’lock ignored him, pushing past to leave through the door.
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