Weyr Life Drabbles: Prompt word #82: "Deaf"
"Are you deaf, boy?" H'koll scowled, exasperated. "I swear, none of you listen to a word I say. One day I'm going to take you lackwits up on Ruarnoth, and have you use your own straps."
He plucked the offending strap from the weyrling's grasp. "Think this'd hold your weight on a sharp turn, do you? Oh, it looks mighty pretty, but..." H'koll paused, and started to apply tension to the fancy leatherwork. It stretched alarmingly, the leather paling in the weakest spots, and then snapped with a loud crack.
The weyrling blanched.
"Ha. Heard that all right, didn't you?"
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