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Weyrling Training

Writers: Yvonne, Heather
Date Posted: 16th April 2025

Characters: Jeyme, J'nus
Description: Jeyme comes to J'nus to resign, but finds out her Wingleader had the same idea.
Location: Barrier Lake Weyr
Date: month 2, day 21 of Turn 12
Notes: Mentioned: Kapera, Zaverin, N'call

Jeyme

She had waited. It had been a fortnight since Kapera's attack. A part of her had hoped that some time would give her better perspective, but time had only made her more sure. She had no business being a Wingthird, especially not J'nus's Wingthird, not after everything that had happened.

Jeyme had carefully avoided her Wingleader, as much as possible, since that night. Since Zaverin's name had started going around the Weyr, she had begun receiving a mixture of pity-filled, curious, some angry, glances from the people she passed. Who would trust her? The woman who had been sleeping with the enemy.

"Sir," she knocked on J'nus' open office door.

J'nus looked up from the box he'd been filling. Dark circles ringed his eyes and his normally ruddy skin looked grey. "Jeyme."

He looked as bad as she felt. She looked at the boxes and understood. "Packing up?" she asked.

He nodded. "I always seem to end up with so much... stuff. No one would guess I grew up in a caravan."

"I've just done the same to my office," she admitted. Her eyes glanced at his. "I wanted to tell you that I'm stepping down.

"You..." J'nus sighed, thinking of poor N'call. Skybroom Wing was going to see major upheaval, but he couldn't muster up more than a vague sense of guilt. "Why?"

"Who would trust me after... after _this_," her hands lifted, palms up. "I don't even trust my own decision making at this point. My presence would only be a distraction to the Wing." Her eyes lifted to his. "What about you?"

J'nus looked down at the desk where he'd spent so much time going over duty rosters and flight plans. He'd felt useful here. Maybe even happy, until that man... he should be angry with Jeyme. She was right-- she should have known that something wasn't right with the dragonless man she'd let into her life. But she hadn't and Riyanth was dead.

He should be angry, but he was just tired. "Kapera needs me more than the Wing does. Jeyme...." The bronzerider tried to think of what he might have said to her before. "Its... you never really know what is in someone's heart until they show you."

"I thank you for your kindness. I don't deserve it." Jeyme still hadn't managed to compile in her mind the ways in which she had ended up in this position. Life had been so normal one minute and then completely blown apart the next. "I was very honored to work as your Wingthird."

"You're good at it." This was the part where he was supposed to convince her to stay, for N'call's sake. For the Wing's sake. But he couldn't muster up the energy to do it, and beneath it all he felt ashamed that he was abandoning them all. Kapera needed him, all of him, right now.

But like Jeyme, he couldn't shake the guilt that he hadn't seen it coming or arrived at their weyr sooner to stop the knife plunging into his lover's fragile body. They were both guilty of failing their Weyrwoman.

He sighed. He was doing a lot of that lately. "Let me know if you need a reference, if you decide to apply for knots again. I'd be happy to provide one."

"It won't be necessary, but thank you. I wish you and Kapera all the best." Jeyme ducked her head as she took the knots from her shoulder. "I'll go turn these in to N'call so it's not something else you have to pack up."

It was a kindness. She looked forlorn and J'nus felt himself talking before he'd thought through what he was going to say. This felt too final. "Jeyme? I... maybe in a month or two, when things settle down a bit... we should have a beer together."

She didn't know if she would ever be able to look J'nus in the face again. Even if she one day forgave herself for being deceived, the bronzerider's face would always make her think of Zaverin and all that had transpired. Yet she said, "Yeah, I would... I would like that." The greenrider held out her hand for a parting shake.

He wrapped his fingers around her own. "Take care of yourself."

"Clear skies," she replied, squeezing his hand.

Last updated on the July 15th 2025