This Will Not Stand Att: T'ryn/M'ayen

Jerzy Tobin

Lennaye had always been quiet, in a shy sort of way, ever since she'd
first been introduced to T'ryn. They'd both warmed up to each other
fairly quickly, enough for T'ryn to know when she was acting out of
the ordinary. He'd kept his conversations casual, then, hoping that
it would draw her out, and maybe she'd tell him what was wrong. And
it worked, but what he heard had his head spinning. M'ayen was back,
teaching the candidates. And T'ryn - who had endured the man back at
Fort - didn't have to be a genius to know that Lennaye was just the
sort of candidate that M'ayen would have seized on as someone to make
an example of. She wasn't stupid, but she was a bit slow and a little
too deliberate at times, and if she knew something already, her mind
would wander. And she had admitted to just that. But the so called
punishment M'ayen had given her... He might not be able to do much
for the other candidates - he'd leave that to the Candidate Master,
who would surely get involved - but he could at least do what he could
to protect Lennaye from any further overzealous negative attention
from the 'new' ACM.

So, after doing his best to reassure the young girl and sending her on
her way after Myholth was finished with his washing, T'ryn went in
search of M'ayen. He figured the best place would be to start in the
ACM's office, so that was where he went.

"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown

Whizzy: Jerzy
Aim: Yue146

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