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 Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 3:05 pm
Farin crinkled her nose as the boy gave her an acid look, and turned from the sands. The green rider stood stonily watched him leave, a slight wrinkle showing at the corner of her eye. She didn't particularly care what the candidate was thinking, or what sort of faces he might have been making at her behind her back. Not only was she a dragonrider, but she was an adult, and there was no reason for this behavior. Any hatchling could see Ariath was upset! So the woman dug her heels into the familiar sand, and simply stood, and did not give any other remark as the boy followed back into the crowd.
But they were nervous and impatient, and she could understand that. But just because she understood it, didn't mean she would allow them to act upon it.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Ephia moved from her spot, and go to comfort the disturbed Queen, still quite traumatized over the child moving upon her eggs. Hopefully the boy would understand now, and with that thought, her eye twitched slightly. But she turned her full attention to Ephia and L'cian now, who took their places on the sand. She gave the Weyrwoman a nod as she instructed her to release the candidates, and with a steady turn, she moved back to face them.
Because of the whole event, she had moved a distance towards the Queen, rather then the candidates. She now covered the distance back, and stood just on the borderline of the hot sand. She cleared her throat, and carefully crossed her arms across her pale purple shirt, and spoke; "The Weyrwoman has given the ok for you to go up and touch them. But let me remind you all once again-do not crowd and do not push. She is agitated, and if anything goes wrong you will be escorted off the sands without argument."
She fixed her position, and half turned to the Queen. "When you feel ready approach the eggs. Please go to the first egg open, with no more then two at an egg. If there are extras, or if there are too few, then quietly form a pair of three or split to another egg. Remember-you do not need to touch the largest egg. And if you touch the largest egg, do not hold it over the smallest egg." She grimaced, and nodded sternly. She'd certainly not tolerate any egg hoarding. "And do not touch the Queen. This is not a Dragon touching event." The greenrider spoke in all seriousness.
The woman moved to the side now, allowing the candidates a clear path to go towards the eggs. They could move at their leisure now, but Farin hoped they would keep their wits about them and not run. She doubted that Ariath would hurt any of them-but if they fouled this up, it was possible that the Queen would no longer allow them to come near them again.
Sensing the heightened awareness and caution, Vera carefully swooped down from the ceiling. She kept her flight path far away from the larger Queen, and carefully clung to the small of Farin's back as she landed. The white gold creature flicked her tongue and snaked it out from behind the rider's elbow. Her eyes were red, and they were focused almost exclusively upon the eggs, as if to say; "No! Do not give them to them!"
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Araye's head poked up cautiously from the stands. She swallowed, watching the candidates ready themselves to walk to the eggs, feeling a fluttering in her chest which could not have been more powerful if she was standing on the sands herself. She awed quietly at the Queen and her clutch, wondering very briefly what it might be like to be a dragonrider and never be alone. But quickly, she pushed such thoughts from her mind. She would not allow herself to ever ever look to the future. Quietly, she rubbed her cheek. It never turned out good anyways.
But for the moment, she shared the excitement and tension in the hatching grounds, and once more, it was well worth what she'd pay for it in cleaning duties. She wondered if she could see Farin afterwards... Maybe she would tell her about how she impressed Moth...
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 5:22 pm
Lemurrin drew upon his training to remain calm. With the other candidates, he walked slowly and quietly towards the eggs. Even if they could be considered plain, the harper thought they were the most extraordinary things he'd ever laid eyes on. He nodded, a tiny smile on his lips, at the nearest candidate. "You first? Or shall I?" he asked.
((that's at whoever wants to be the candidate next to Lemurrin XD))
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 5:47 pm
Being closest to Lemurrin Xilias smiled and stopped with the boy near the closest egg to them. "You may." Xilias smiled. "This isn't my first time doing this. I know what it's like to be itching to caress one of the eggs." With a grin Xilias shifted his weight periodically as the heat from the sands seeped through his boots causing discomfort to his poor feet.
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Green orbs slid from L'cian to Tallith and she smiled. The brown was much the complimenter, like his rider. "Tell Tallith that I thank him much for having such faith in my abilities."
The tipp of Ariath's tail twitched as she watched the candidates push forward like the sea towards her eggs. It made her incredibly uneasy but she kept close watch on every boy and girl, making sure none cause any harm to her clutch.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 8:12 pm
Nestren waited for someone to make a move. Ariath and Ephia had given the okay for them to move towards the eggs. Looking at Kirana and looking at Farin, Nestren wanted to move forward towards the eggs. He watched as Lemurrian and another boy he didn't know moved foward, obviously going towards the egg closest to them.
Pulling on Kirana's arm, Nestren spoke to her. "Let us tread lightly and go towards one of the smaller eggs."
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 5:30 pm
Heroe had hidden herself in the shadows of the hatching grounds, she wanted to be the last one, yet she wanted to be there to comfort her friends. She wasn't afraid. Not of the Queen, or the Brown. She shook her head and stepped out of the shadows and came toward the group. But instead to turned to the Queen and knelt down upon one knee, she tried to focus her thoughts to the Queen.
Noble one, do not be angry, you have nothing to fear from any of us. You have nothing to fear from me, we are all wanting to be part of your glorious realm, we want to be able to help you fight of the thread and protect Pern. She thought she then stood up, keeping her mind focused upon the placid eyes of the Queen. I hope you can hear me... I wish you could... I am a Journey Man Harper yes, but i also want to fight thread, I want to protect the ones I love, I want to forever be under you and your rider's command. Please, can you trust me? She asked in thought as she stepped closer to the eggs and to the Queen.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 6:12 pm
Orana stepped forward as did the other candidates. She looked to the large golden dragon and smiled then walked to the egg closest to her. It was large and looked just as the others, it was such and honnor to be able to get this close to one of the Queen's eggs. Orana began to gently stroke the large egg gently so very gently muttering kind things to the young dragon inside the egg. Such a wonder the dragon's are. "Come on Remia." she said turning back to her friend. Orana was still very warry of the Great queen and hoped she did nothing to anger her.
Malathan watched from a high perch and cooned happily whipping her long tail.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 7:07 pm
(( *le death* I'm back from trip...would you like me to take over? ))
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 7:19 pm
(( :3 All up to you. Feel free to take over if you'd like to. ))
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 7:56 pm
(( If you don't mind could you continue? It seems less confusing to everyone...and I won't get a lot of time on the internet, being my father has a bunch of work ._. *wishes he could just work his office* IC: Nico could be off visiting her old runner station due to the fact her father's dieing or something like that...
I'm really sorry about this, if I've known this would happen I wouldn't of signed up for the position =( ))
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 8:24 pm
Nestren pulled Kirana towards an egg and tentatively he put his hand out to touch the egg. He looked at the gold dragon and looked at his weyrwoman. He still did not think he did any harm, giving the queen words of honor. But then again, this was a weyr, not a hold and things were done differently here.
Gently stroking the egg, Nestren wanted to put his ear up to the shell and see if he could hear anything. He would have, if not for the fact that he didn't want to upset the Candidate Master anymore. This was his chance to be something more than a Holder's son and he was not going to mess it up.
"What a beautiful egg, the shell is almost like all colors at once with its mottled splotches. And so smooth." Nestren crooned more to himself than his companion. His spring green eyes looked up at the clear sky and wondered if he would someday be riding a dragon to keep the skies safe. "So small, yet you will grow up to be so powerful."
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 3:41 am
He nodded in reply, straightening his back and glancing towards his brown who was edging closer to the gold, a low croon - almost like a purr - emanating from his throat, eyes whirling with a comforting glow.
You know exactly what to say to a woman Tallie.
You doubted it? The dragon bobbed his head in amusement, jaws parting to let a dark tongue snake between his teeth. One must know how to talk to a queen.
Hush you. L'cian laughed as he reached up to scratch an eyeridge , only pulling away as the candidates drew forth.
"He fancies himself to be quite the smooth talker." He told to Ephia who laughed in agreement.
Excitement buzzed through the hatching grounds at such a degree that L'cian could almost feel it, but there was nervousness there too, buried just beneath. He frowned however as a few of the children drew closer than necessary, one moving pointedly to the queen even after she had been given orders not to. He cast a nervous glance to the queen before turning to give a stern glare to the child at hand.
The gold however was holding herself with proud dignity, the only motion a tightening of her muscles as they moved to touch her eggs. Snorting loudly through slightly flared nostrils the golden Ariath pointedly ignored the girl, eyes whirling as she raised her head and gave a low growl.
I won't let them hurt your eggs love. Ephia spoke calmly to her queen, reaching up to lay one comforting hand upon the huge golden forearm and after a few moments the gold relaxed once more, the only movement the swaying of her tail.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 8:47 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 2:39 pm
'Farin is definately not one to cross. She seems so tense all the time,' Nestren thought to himself as he absent-mindly continued to stroke the egg. It was a very gentle stroking, almost like one would give a babe or small pet. The weyrwoman and the weyrleader looked slightly tense as well.
Did no one want them touching the eggs?
Nestren would have to ask Kirana or one of the women in the kitchens later. Later! He hadn't even told the headwoman that he was part of the candidate group. Though, news did travel fast in the weyr...so she probably already knew... Placing his other hand on the egg, he listened to what Farin said about their being a little dragon, a living dragon within the shell. The youth wondered what color was inside, though any color would be an honor.
'Little one, I hope that you are safe in there.'
A flit came zooming into the grounds and looked around. Seeing Ephia the little creature chirped happily and flew over to her. Looking at the great big queen, it craned its head back so far that it nearly tipped itself in mid-air. Chirping again, it strared the Weyrwoman in the eye. It held out it's leg and shook it a little. There was a note tied to him. Inside, the letter was written in some sort of legible scribble.
Weyrwoman Ephia,
Your Hatching dress is done and waiting for you. I can either have it sent to your quarters, or you may come and collect it yourself. It was an immense pleasure to throw my talents into something finally worthy of my skill. May it do you and your queen justice. Please reply on the same note and give it back to Meekar. He knows what to do.
MasterWeaver Emoraan
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 11:22 pm
Talon watched in silence as the scene played out before him, one candidate had the guts to stand in front of everyone to speak. He closed his eyes as nostrils drew in a deep breath. He rubbed his palms on the side of his pants. When he opened his eyes he looked on the Queen in her agitated state. He couldn't see her flex her muscles in tenseness, but he didn't have to. That was until she finally relaxed enough to loosen up on her clutch. He took another deep breath as Farin began to talk.
Once everything was said and done, he watched as candidates began to move towards the clutch. He, however, did not. Talon didn't know why, just the fact that his legs would not follow the command that his brain sent him. No, he wasn't afraid of the dragons that wasn't it at all. The sensation that filled him was something of that words failed to describe. It was numbing, though that he did know. He wasn't sure how long he stood there other than he was one of the last wave of Candidates to the eggs.
He found an egg that was along the outter area of the clutch's loacation. He held out his hand and touched the hardening shell. He let it rest on the shell for a second before letting gently slide from the smooth protection. Never in his wildest dreams had he ever imagined that he would stand on these sands not to mention be there stroking a dragon's egg. He closed his eyes savoring the moment, just in case his father did order that he returned to his 'Trade.'
He sighed as his gaze settled onto the multi-hued egg, Soon, very soon, youngling you will find your bond-mate. He thought to himself as his brown eyes turned to look over the many candidates. He pondered who it's bond-mate was. All would be known on hatching day, he continued to stroke the egg. A smile eased onto his face, although some may think he were crazy just being around the dragon-kin relaxed him. He no longer felt that sensation of doubt and trouble and was glad of it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 11:59 am
Heroe frowned slight as she knew the queen was ignoring her. She then turned her attention to an egg that was closest to her, bad thing was, it was also closest to the queen. She took a deep breath, gave another slight bow to the queen before making her way to the egg. She happened to turn her head just in time to see Talon and her friends approach. She gave them a silent smile before gently touching the egg. She then remembered when the last time she came to a hatching ground, her friend R'em was so scared, he looked so pale dispite his dark tan. She smiled as she gently stroked the egg. She then found herself humming the Dragon's Luliby as she did. After what seemed like hours, she stood up, herhand still on the egg.
"Be well little one..." She murmur softly before turing to Ephia and her queen. She bowed gently to them and turned around her head held high, though she had a doubt in her heart that she would make it.
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