BEFORE THE BEGINNING
You aren’t sure how it happened, it doesn’t make any logical sense; he didn’t even do anything, just shouted at everyone to go and fucking find you for Gods’ sakes. You groan and look up from the wiring around your fingers as you feel someone- and you can guess who from the whistling noise from between the genetic monstrosities he calls teeth. “Emm tee-“
"That’th Weyrleader Captor to you.” He sniggers into your ear. You sigh.
Maybe it’s not too late to run away to a different Weyr.










