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Grounded

Writers: Devin, Roxanne
Date Posted: 30th March 2006

Characters: N'vanik, D'wrayt
Description: N'vanik reports to the Weyrleader after his fight with U'kaiah
Location: Dragonsfall Weyr
Date: month 10, day 12 of Turn 3


N'vanik

N'vanik

N'vanik burst into the Weyrleader's office. "_He_ started it!"

"I know, N'vanik." D'wrayt replied not at all suprised by the rider's
outburst. He'd be upset and wanting to make sure that it was known that he
hadn't started the fight if he had been involved in something like that as a
wingrider.

"Well . . . good." N'vanik said, somewhat defused by the response.

"Care to enlighten me as to _why_ U'kaiah started the fight in the first
place?" he asked curious to know if the bronzerider even knew what had
provoked his wingleader to attack him.

"Me and Sarian had a little fun on his desk." And it had seemed like such a
good idea at the time . . .

"I see. Let's say that you were a Wingleader and had this situation occur.
How would you have felt when you found out what had happened?" D'wrayt
asked trying to see if the bronzerider understood how U'kaiah had felt
disrespected.

N'vanik crossed his arms. "I would have been mad. But I wouldn't have
attacked someone in the dining hall over it." He wasn't completely sure of
that,
however.

"I would hope not. However, fighting back isn't always the best move either.
I have to know that my riders are able to work together to resolve problems
without resorting to violence." D'wrayt replied trying to figure out what to
do about the situation.

"I wasn't going to just sit down and _talk_ to him after he threw me on the
sharding table!"

"You could have walked away, though."

N'vanik shook his head. "No." D'wrayt might not understand, but fighting
back
hadn't been a decision. It was a reaction.

"Allright. There's no point in discussing this any further since we are in
disagreement. What's done is done and we have to deal with the consequences.
You need to learn some self control and respect for authority. Until further
notice you are grounded from Threadfall and will assist the dragonhealers
during fall." D'wrayt said his tone firm and unwavering. He was not going to
leave any room for negotiation at this point. He would speak with Sarian at
some point, but not tonight.

N'vanik's jaw dropped. "Grounded! You--you can't do that!" he said in shock.

"I can and I have. I need to know that my wings are able to work together as
a team." D'wrayt replied.

Not flying Fall . . . it was like telling him he couldn't eat. "For how
long?" N'vanik asked, managing to keep his voice even.

"At least four sevendays. We will reevaluate the situation at that time and
decide if further time is warranted." D'wrayt said not wanting to have a
bronzerider out of comission for too long, but he also wanted to ensure
N'vanik understood that fighting was not acceptable.

"A month?!" he asked. N'vanik stopped himself from saying more, knowing that
it would only make things worse. He took a breath. "A month, and then I can fly
again?"

"As long as I feel that there won't be another incident like this, yes."

N'vanik knew it was going to be a very long month. "Anything else?" The
sooner he got out of here, the better.

"We're finished. If you feel the need, it might be wise to stop by the
infirmary." D'wrayt suggested.

"Yeah." The bronzerider had no intention of going to the infirmary. He just
needed something cold from the kitchens for his eye.

Last updated on the April 9th 2006


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