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 Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2019 6:22 am
Right, Confetti got her moment. Lemon Drizzle would never presume to take that from their beloved sister, but really there was work to be done and they needed to get on with it. The egg set about rocking in small controlled motions. Lemon Drizzle was being careful, they didn't need to have any accidents this early on. Although if they could help it there wouldn't be any accidents at all.
The yellow and white egg distended and warped as the hatchling inside pushed at the barrier that contained them. Cracks started to lace down the shell, until, finally, the side collapsed. A pair of feet pushing through the side of the egg, hitting the sand with a soft thwump. A nose followed, then a head, neck, shoulders and wings; until a newly hatched blue dragon stood upright on the sands.
The blue looked around the cavern, blinking at the new light as he adjusted. The dragon stood very still, drawn up and proud as he took in his surroundings. He looked at the candidates, before turning away and heading among the eggs. He sniffed at some, chirped to others, even rubbed a cheek against a few. It seemed that finding a candidate wasn't at the top of Lemon Drizzle's to do list at all.
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2019 6:44 am
Kakaw narrowed his eyes, shook off the restraining hand his twin put on his arm and turned on the girl "Oh i didn't say you wouldn't impress... just that IF you do, this attitude you have, you're going to be a poor one indeed" he huffed as Kakar murmured to him, another egg had hatched, a blue, awesome. He couldn't help, after the girl's words, there could maybe be twins in an egg, that could be for them. Kakar sighed and put himself between the girl and his brother, not even giving the girl another glance while his twin had to give one last parting shot. "I suppose only a GOLD is good enough for you" he added with a wrinkled nose, someone that picky, that mean..... he hoped she didn't impress, especially something she wasn't hoping for, that poor dragon could end up trying to always liv up to something it could never be for the girl...
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2019 7:00 am
S'var 3"Remarkable guess," S'var chuckled as J'hm pointed at the the little green, who was in the process of picking herself up out of the sand. "She certainly looks healthy, a good start." As Dimeti purred in his ear S'var turned slightly to look at him and gave the young man a small smile. "The best seats I've ever had for a hatching. As for my day," he nodded at the lively green, "it's definitely a good one now." Another shell was cracking now; S'var looked back at the sands just in time to see a pair of blue feet push through the shell, closely followed by the rest of the hatchling. "Lovely markings," S'var murmured more or less to himself as the hatchling started to move among his siblings. "I wonder what he's up to?" Was he waiting for a particular egg to hatch before he sought his rider?
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2019 8:17 am
1 Leiya Leiya wasn’t looking for C’ran. Her first thought had been S’var. They both had hopes about this hatching and he was a calming force. The wise rider had helped calm her anxieties before. She spotted him and headed over to settle near him. Maybe T’eir would join her? Maybe this hatching would go well. It certainly had had a good start! Look at that green. “A good omen,” she murmured. And that blue! They were sweet. Would they find their riders quickly?
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2019 9:28 am
Candidate Zirza
It was too sharding hot. Zirza fidgeted with the sleeves of her robe and tried to use them to fan herself, sweat pouring down her face and no doubt about to soak right through the robes themselves. She wiped her face with the sleeve and went back to fanning. So gross.
She watched the green and the blue emerge with some interest, but she was mostly trying to her best not to outright pass out. She had water, but it didn't help after a point. Oh, if she was a boy and allowed to walk around bare-chested...
At least her dark complexion ensured she didn't glow like the Red Star.
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2019 11:41 am
Lemon Drizzle's entry to the world was clearly a cause of great delight to Confetti; as he started to move amongst the clutch she trilled and bounded towards him, falling over her untested feet a couple of times but with no apparent harm done or damper on her enthusiasm.
As Lemon Drizzle approached the already cracked Chocolate Chip Cookie egg it quivered for a moment and then burst open along the seam with an almighty crack like a peal of thunder. Confetti pulled up just short of the scene with a squeak of surprise as Chocolate Chip Cookie got to her feet, threw her head back, and bellowed a greeting to the world - a greeting, or perhaps a challenge.
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Posted: Sun Aug 11, 2019 7:01 pm
The Entourage Whiterider Dimeti 2 Dimeti turned his smile over J'hm, and Leiya, when she arrived, a cloyingly sweet invitation to friendly banter. "Are you enjoying the day so far? A little warm for the sands, but... humans have never had any say in when a hatching occurs." He snickered, fanning himself with the open blazer he'd worn instead of a shirt today. Greenrider C'ran 2 C'ran's eyes finally found their target and she was lovely. He couldn't help noting that she was also surrounded by men, but that didn't bother him as much at first. Two of them were elders and weren't likely to prove themselves a nuisance. The other was hardly better than a tunnelsnake; the man wasn't even wearing a shirt! The glitter of gold and a controlling remark from his green helped him steady his mind, and he trotted over, forcing a smile to his lips. "Hello all! The excitement's all over the sands, huh?" he hummed. "Hatching's hardly started and we have two greens already!" The Stands Holdbrat Cartoun The boy was all too excited to watch. So far, everything, well, by his calculations, anyways... would be a close-to-ground size he could ride! Their hides were all pretty and eye-catching, too, but he kept in mind that the smallest color of the lot almost always hatched last, if they hatched at all. So, for the meantime, he was staring at the new young dragons trying to imagine their full size and how well that would suit his hopes. Maybe his chances were slim, but... He was never alone in an audience watching a hatching, hoping for something to break out of an egg and call them, he was sure. Recordkeeper Syneca Syneca bounced excitedly. How could she even think of keeping her seat with such lovely hides all bursting out onto the sands!? She clapped gleefully as she looked out at the lot, positively radiating encouraging thoughts. She wasn't sure, herself, if she hoped to coax the other eggs to hatch or just to see those beautiful hides move about and catch the light more. It was all so... Positively stimulating! She blinked, though, and dug through the pocket of her satchel to seek out her book and quill to record the event. She could be positive and writing at the same time, easily! The Sands Candidate Tollar Tollar looked over at the others with their little internal argument and felt his lip curl back. That kind of attitude display was supposed to be dangerous for hatchlings, wasn't it? What poorly policed minds they must have, if their speech and actions were any indication. He hoped he was better behaved than that as he looked over the eggs. So much hope for the north on the field already and these fools were spending this wonderful moment fighting. Feh them all. With that last thought, he cleared them from his mind and thought up a greeting to the cookie's challenge-greeting he didn't say out loud. Hatchlings were supposed to feel things like that, weren't they? Candidate Shahaeran Shah couldn't help notice the disturbance in the candidate lines, and pondered it for a long few moments. She approached the trio with a smile, mouth open to say something, and as she arrived, it seemed that Shahaeran.exe had just froze, failed, and started a reboot for a long, uncomfortable few moments. Then her eyes drifted closed and she raised her pipes to set off on a gentle tune to encourage calmer emotions. She didn't intentionally play loudly, or obtrusively, she was just... playing, at this point. Many of the candidates would be used to this by now. Her .exe failed all the time and rebooted to a flutey tune.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 8:46 am
Candidate Telleara"Oh, so you know better than a dragon what makes a good rider? Got it. Lucky we have you two upstanding candidates to assess everyone by. We should let the candidatemaster know. Save those search dragons a job." The mocking tone didn't falter an ounce and Telleara's voice dripped with sarcasm. Kakar seemed to make some attempt on insinuating only a gold was good enough for her. "Well, that's irrelevant isn't it? There aren't any gold eggs in the North. If I wanted one that badly, I'd go South." It wasn't a question of good enough, just a simple matter of effort against reward. A gold brought guaranteed station and she knew in a decade they wouldn't get thrown into the threadfall meat grinder. Any dragon that didn't have those two things really wasn't worth all the hard work. Their little bubble was entered by a newcomer and Telleara turned a frankly disinterested look towards the girl. Slowly her eyebrow rose as the candidate stood there with her mouth open. Telleara knew this one vaguely too, knew she was... odd. To put it mildly. Today was no exception it seemed. And then came the flute. Telleara's face twisted into a sneer as she rolled her eyes. "Here we go again." Honestly, if the girl was so fixated on her flute why didn't she become a harper. It was a wonder the candidatemaster hadn't pried the stupid thing from her before coming on the sands. Still she was sure the dragons would no doubt find it charming, they so often went in for that kind of saccharine nonsense. J'hm of Blue Foreyath 3"What can I say? It's a gift," The old man replied, pleased his little joke had landed well. There seemed a persistent gloomy air these days, so anything he could do to lighten it was alright in his books. Dimeti arrived. A blue hatched. Leiya joined them. And J'hm had smiles enough for them all. It seemed things were really getting underway now. Another green hatched and J'hm positively beamed. "Looks like Julith's got some girls with a bit of fight in 'em." Never a bad thing in his opinion. All three eggs had hatched out what looked to be strong and confident hatchlings. Obviously the shy hatchlings were equally important, but the most important part was that they were healthy, and this trio certainly looked it. The old man nodded and smiled a greeting to C'ran as he joined their little gathering. "S'a good sign. Good looking little bunch."
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 9:12 am
Kakaw opened his mouth to say something in response to this horrible girl but was pulled away by his brother. Kakar glared at the girl, and his brother "you idiot" he said to Kakaw, "the babies can hear and feel you, calm down .... she's not worth it" he said in a hissed voice, moving him away from the girl completely, giving her a scathing look as he turned them both away. When another girl moved towards them Kakar groaned, what now? He closed his eyes for a moment... what next? ... OH! it was that girl ... she was harmless enough, strange, but he'd never really had any problem with her, Kakaw just glared at his brother and kept his mouth shut, jaw clenched, the first girl was just a nasty piece of work, he hoped she never Impressed. The new girl however, she was kinda odd. "Hey... i don't think you're allowed that here" he said, pointedly ignoring the first girl now, realising she was just trying to get under his skin.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 9:25 am
Candidate Zirza Zirza continued to fan herself with her sleeve as another green emerged. Two greens were a good sign for the Weyr, right? If they didn't succumb to the plague and didn't chew firestone, that would mean more eggs in the future? She hoped they would choose well, even if they didn't choose her. Then she noticed Tollar looking at her. His gaze went back to the eggs quickly but the brief look and expression. She made a noise like a growl and frowned. "What? It's hot."
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 9:58 am
Lemon Drizzle looked up from the other eggs, giving Confetti a welcoming trill. He blinked at Chocolate Chip Cookie as she loudly announced her presence. Changing direction he moved over to his two sisters, showing no fear of the boisterous younger green. Crooning gently he nuzzled the still damp hatchling, turning his head and then nuzzling Confetti in turn. It was good to see them finally, where before he could only feel them in his mind. Naturally his sisters were just as wonderful as he had imagined.
Behind the trio an egg rocked hard enough to free it from the wallow that it had managed to create. Cochito rolled slowly in a wide curve, scooting across the sand as the youngster inside pushed against the side of their shell. Managing, somehow, to miss any of their siblings and find themselves in front of the candidates. Cracks peppered the shell, radiating from the spot that the youngster was clearly hitting from inside. The shell finally relented, and the hatchling was sent spilling forward in the sand, leaving the rest of their shell largely in tact.
Cochito rolled out across the sand, and boy, did he roll. Coming to a stop the little blue gave a happy little grunt. Little being a relative. He was certainly on the smaller side for a blue, shorter than his already hatched brother. However, the new blue was decidedly, chunky. Rolling onto his feet the little blue gave an excited squeal, wiggling in place as he looked at all the candidates. So many new faces! This was so exciting! Who wanted to play first?!
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 1:48 pm
S'var 4As Leyia settled in with the group S'var turned to her and nodded slightly. "A good omen indeed, let's hope she has at least eleven sisters yet to come- ah-ha," with a great crack the Cookie Egg broke open and there was the clutch's second green. "Make that at least ten more, though even more than that would be a good thing," he concluded as he focused on the action once more. "A good bit of fight," S'var agreed as J'hm spoke up, and they'd need it in the days ahead no doubt about it. Just as he was wondering which egg might hatch next the shell of Cochito gave way, and while he had to confess he had been expected a green out of that one the sight of the rather rotund blue made him smile. "And another lively one there, good to see they're not short on energy." _______________ LoruxTwo greens, two blues, so far so even! While he had to admit that he still sort of hoped to get chosen by a bronze or a gold the energy this lot were showing was more than enough to keep him from glancing at the bigger eggs in the clutch. Hello! Aren't you all lovely? He wasn't sure they'd actually notice him in what had to be a pretty crowded mind-space for the newly hatched dragons but every bit helped right?
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 6:42 pm
Candidate TuranvesHe’d been filled with anticipation since the candidates brave enough to stand for the clutch had been moved over to Igen Weyr until the hatching. It was a bit strange though he found. Such a big weyr and it was so quiet with only the small handful of people from the south and Fort there. Another fact he’d quickly learned was Igen was Hot. Like the others he’d taken to napping, relaxing, or talking with the other candidates about the eggs in the middle of the day. Turanves was laying on his bed with his hands behind his head thinking about the dragons in the eggs. At first he thought he was daydreaming he heard the hatching hum from the dragons due to wishful thinking. When he realized it really was the dragons humming, he sat up fast like a baby wher had bitten his toe. “Tordare!” He hollered as he scrambled for his robes and sandals. It was time! It was time for them to impress the perfect and second perfect dragons of the whole bunch. He glanced at another male candidate who wished everyone good luck. The others might need it, but not him. Turanves felt confident he’d impress today; not that he’d tell anyone except maybe his brother. “Same to you,” he replied to Lorux. It was so hot still that it was a struggle to move fast. Turan moved as quickly as he could without making himself pass out. Walking briskly as one could in the heat, the candidate made it to the sands and bowed to the queen. The southern dragons had been healthy so far and the eggs were doing fine. He hoped it continued. His attention was taken by the eggs. Many of them were already wiggling, almost dancing, across the hot sands. Maybe they had hot feet too? However, it was none of the moving eggs that hatched first but Confetti Cake. A dappled little green popped out. Turan knew many would be happy about her. She wasn’t his style really and he looked back to the eggs. Another egg bowed out as the shell of Lemon Drizzle discharged its blue contents onto the sands. Turan did take a moment to admire his striking markings, but blue really wasn’t for him either. Or anyone. Turan let his lips twitch as the blue went back among the eggs. Waiting for a friend perhaps? The two dragonets converged as another green made her grand entrance. Another blue from Cochito Egg rolled up on the candidates before he popped out. He glanced toward Tordare to see how he was taking it all in. V'ine and Green Ohuth 1 V'inemine, you may want to put on some cool clothes and head over to the hatching sands. The older woman didn't even need to ask why. She could feel the dragon's hum starting. Now of all times? Couldn't they have waited until it was cooler? Though the heat was nice for her old bones, V'ine signed and got up. She quickly threw on some clothes and caught a short ride over to the Sands. Boy was she glad she wasn't right on them. The woman headed up to sit near the others of the Entourage, nodding to those already seated. The eggs were certainly lively which was a good sign. The babies that hatched were also in good health. A green, a blue, a green, and a blue. V'ine watched the greens with interest. They were really why Fort was here. Their hopes rested on their tiny shoulders. ((She's open for interactions!))
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 7:26 pm
Candidate Joisann The tanner knew Lorux by sight if nothing else, and recognized him when he nudged her. "Oh, I wonder," she replied with a faint smile. Of course everyone had one or two favorites, but she had been a Candidate long enough not to get her hopes up about a specific egg. "I'll know when I see them," she added with a grin. When he asked if green was good luck now, circumstances being what they were, she nodded, "I suppose it must be so." If a green could clutch then they were as good an omen as a gold for fertility or a bronze for... speed instead of strength, perhaps? As they would see of her, the next green and two blues, they were certainly robust and confident little dragons. She was finding it difficult not to get excited for them after all. TawnyAngel Response to Lorux. Sorry for the delay! Candidate Sonulobai Sonulobai was finding it difficult to remain collected with the antics of Telleara and the twins, and then Shahaeran breaking into song. From his vantage nearby, the sands were breaking out into chaotic outbursts that the Candidate Master should be policing. It was not that he was angry that they were misbehaving, but they were distracting him away from the dragons. With a roll of his eyes when he looked at the little princess Telleara, he moved to another part of the crowd. In his haste, Sonulobai bumped past Chellemana on his way through the crowd. He really was not being careful. But it was most important to be away from them! The_Muffin_Puppy Response to Telleara's charms Revel1984 Response to the twins' response Ruhane Chiisai Response to Shahaeran's performance Candidate Chellemana Chelle muttered, "Watch where you're going," without really seeing who it was. They were riveted upon the scene of dancing eggs, with a climactic appearance of the hatching's first dragon, a lovely speckled Green. Already having forgotten the young man's clumsiness, they watched as another egg broke, revealing a handsome, dark, Blue. They blinked in disbelief as he went on his way away from the candidates! What? Caught up in the moment, they might have missed the next Green if not for her defiant call. It drew out a cry from Chellemana in response. And then another Blue, this one focused on the Candidates, looked excited to meet everyone. Just who might come next!
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2019 7:45 pm
RothgarAlong with the other Candidates, Rothgar ran off to meet the eggs after hastily pulling on his Candidate's robe. He was not comfortable once he got there. Nobody was. But he was used to working in the elements and coped with it a little better than most. On his way in, he waved at the new Weyrlingmaster, R'ulfr. He was so proud of him. "Hi, Dad!" he called in an undertone and continued on with the others to meet the eggs. He'd been doing this for a little while now but the novelty had yet to wear off. He hoped that it would never wear off for as long as he was a Candidate. T'eir and Brown Gilwreyth 1 When T'eir reached the Hatching Cavern, he paused to look around until he found some familiar faces. S'var, J'hm, and Leiya sat together, and so he headed up there as well. "I'm a bit late. What did I miss?" the former Harper asked with a grin as he sat down in a free spot. K'ndayo and Blue Audrath 1 This hatching haunted K'ndayo with a feeling of trepidation. He dreaded looking up into the crowd and finding En'il's familiar face. He was torn. Wanting to find him warred with those feelings inside until his stomach churned angrily. How could he not want to find his beloved weyrmate? I feel sick.
Rajnisth is not here today. Please try to relax, ridermine.
Thank goodness. Oh, but I miss him.
I know. I miss Rajnisth, too.
We're a sorry pair, my love.
Yes.K'ndayo took a deep breath and hurried up to where the other Entourage members sat. His relief was palpable. But to anyone that might notice, he was not looking all that healthy. He was sure the feeling would pass as the hatching progressed.
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