Logs:Reestablishing The Future
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| RL Date: 13 January, 2016 |
| Who: Jo, T'gar |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Log |
| What: Jo offers Rat a way out come graduation. It goes as expected. |
| Where: Rider's Lounge, High Reaches Weyr |
| When: Day 22, Month 10, Turn 39 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: V'ret/Mentions |
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| It's clear that Tacuseth doesn't particularly like calling on the bronze weyrling known as Asaroth. Asaroth does seem to rub a lot of dragons the wrong way (which seems to either fail his notice or he simply doesn't care), which makes calling on him to reach T'gar a challenge. All the same, his summons to the lounge does get conveyed and it's T'gar being deposited on the ledge and moments later, into the chair opposite a waiting Jo with a blithe, "Tacuseth has hurt my dragon's feelings." "Liar," is all Jo simply counters with as she passes a filled cold mug across the table towards him. "Don' get me started on that beast of yers." Beat. "How's it goin'?" "I'm not dead. He's not dead. Asaroth wagers you wanted to talk about something." Not a question from T'gar as he takes the mug and has a healthy swallow. No pleasantries. Jo seems fine with that. "I'll get right to it, then," she says, straightening up and dropping the pretense that she cares. Leaning forward so that she doesn't have to raise her voice above the din of voices all around them, "Look," she states, folding her hands before her. "V'ret'n ya are close to graduatin' now'n now it's time to make some choices. I'm willin' to give y'all a way outta this family if ya want it. No strings. Ya can stay as an informant or all the way in or not. Choice is yers. Lemme know when ya figure ' bout what ya want for yer future." T'gar doesn't even take the time to think about it. With a straight face, "I'm in. Was there something else?" Silence. "I think ya should take the remainin' time'n think-" Jo could continue, but Rat is cutting her off. "I don't need to think about it, Jo. I'm in. I've got nothing but my dragon in this Weyr. I've got nothing to lose out there. I can handle anything you throw my way and you know it." "Why do ya make everythin' complicated?" It doesn't take long for Rat to irritate Jo. "All I'm sayin' is while yer a weyrlin', to start thinkin' 'bout yer future. I ain' askin' for an answer now. Think 'bout it the next few months'n then answer me." Jo gets a mutinous look from Rat, but the weyrling says, "A few months from now, the answer will be the same. All I'm asking you in return is to trust me about it." Jo looks unsure about the last (trusting him), but she grunts anyway before she states, "It's a one time offer out darlin'. But if yer sure...." "I'm sure," T'gar answers with a look before draining his mug and getting to his feet. "Someday soon," he says to her, "you and I are going to have a real talk. Same page and all that. Won't be today. I better get back." Jo watches the weyrling with steely eyes before she inclines her head, then gestures toward the ledge in dismissal. "Look forward to it," is all she says on that talk, watching him go. |
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