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 Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 6:50 pm
The Regal Egg was next on Hanratty's list, especially after seeing the way some of the Candidates jumped away after touching it. Hanratty wasn't afraid of an egg. If it was a frightening egg, that probably meant it had a badass dragon ... like him.
The feeling when he touched the shell was ... unexpected. Hanratty blinked, keeping his hand on the shell for a brief moment to savor the feeling.
Well. That was fun, but it could get embarrassing if he stood there patting it for too long.
Hanratty stepped smartly to the side and tried to act like he was wondering which egg to touch next, while waiting to see if any girls came up to pat the egg after him. Hehe.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 6:52 pm
Herryk strolled onto the scene almost as if he owned the place. He didn't stop and look at anyone, didn't pause to make any sort of quips or comments. After bowing to the beautiful gold queen, Herryk turned towards the eggs and rubbed his broad hands together.
His first target was the Ovate Egg - for no other reason that it was plain and rather boring, at least compared to the other eggs. Spreading a hand along the uppermost curve of the egg, Herryk waited.
And waited.
And waited.
He could sense nothing of the dragon within - if there was a dragon within - and with a disappointed look, the large Candidate pulled his hand back and frowned.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 6:56 pm
Emora paused about to retort back at Zofer until she caught the look on his face as he placed his hand on the Regal egg. She didn't like that look in his eyes as he glanced over the other girls then at her. It lacked. . .control and left Emora with an urge to back away and lash out. However she didn't instead she calmed herself and ignored his words placing her hand on the Murky egg.
It wanted to know about the shiny egg? Why did it want to know about that? Wasn't it content being who it was? Why did it need to know about the other egg? An even deeper disapproving frown played across Emora's lips as she pulled her hand back and leveled her gaze on the Regal egg.
Best to get this over with.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 6:57 pm
Following her last experience, Iliyana thought that moving to the next nearest egg might be a good idea, but as it seemed that there was a bit of a crowd in this part of the stands (to her mind), she decided to go check out the Tropical Egg instead.
Brushing her hand across the brightly-colored shell, she experienced the disappointment coming from the egg, as if it expected something... more. Well, then - not old enough for hatching even and already wanting... a collection, of some sort? Iliyana smiled and gave the brightly colored egg an extra pat as she stood.
Now where to? There were still quite a few eggs to touch...
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 7:10 pm
Mari swirled about, dipping into a mix of curtsy bow to the queen, had she done so earlier? She smiled faintly at the lovely gold. She had not meant to be forgetful but the clutch was so lovely. She hummed and cooed, ooh that one was so pretty. "Such a lovely egg." She moved to the Tropical egg. It was sun shine color, golden and warm and she reached out stroking the shell. There was a other egg, ooh yes, a rather dull little thing. She was sorry she didn't have anything for it, but really? What would the egg do with it if she had? It did not have hands yet. She chuckled and moved little bit away and looked over the Ovate egg.
It was a rather bland little thing, wasn't it. Gray and unremarkable. She tipped her hand and just lightly brushed a hand over it, not caring to waste too much time over such a plain egg. It didn't even care she was touching. Mari pursed her lips and pfft. Nothing. Well, that was useless.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 7:18 pm
Emora stepped past Hanratty giving the other candidate a nod before approaching the Regal egg. Reaching out tentatively she lay her hand against it's shell and frowned. Hmm no wonder Zofer had been so excited about this egg. A grin flitted across the woman's face as she arched a brow down at the egg before her. Really? She was much more one for the chase then such blatant affections. She liked the thrill of the hunt, the adrenaline of each new twist and turn and wasn't prone to giving up her affections easily. What fun was the game if you let your opponent win right off the bat. Giving the egg a gentle pat she pulled her hand back. She certainly hoped whoever impressed that dragon had a decent set of morals and self control or else the Weyr was in for a bit of trouble. Not that it really mattered to Emora. Shaking her head she turned to move on.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 7:26 pm
Having touched the murky egg and the tropical egg, Iliyana turned her attention to a new egg to touch - the Glowering Egg. Even approaching this egg set her nerves on edge, and once she actually dared to touch it, it was all she could do not to pull away from it like she was touching a hot coal.
This egg was angry.
Angry at her, angry at the other eggs, angry at everything. Blonde curls bouncing, Iliyana scowled and held contact with the egg only long enough to get the point across (in her mind, at least), that she wasn't going to let it intimidate her into leaving before she was ready.
Of course, after that extra moment, she broke contact and moved away without a parting touch. Such an angry egg likely didn't need or want a goodbye, anyway.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 7:27 pm
Still reeling slightly from the Glowering egg, Seikih moved slowly across the sands, her heart echoing a beat that told of the excitement and fear that the crimson egg had instilled in her. It was insane...knowing that a single egg could draw such a strong emotion from the usually cool-natured Candidate. Shaking her head, she had to take a breath, letting her body carry herself where she would...and it ended her up in front of a beautiful violet egg. The Regal Egg had drawn the young woman to stand before it. A starry gaze ran over the coloration, enjoying the way it caught the light. Her hand reached out, and slowly brushed the shell, lingering over it, as the feeling and emotion shoved through her. This one caused a soft cry of shock from the young woman, arousal stirring her. Seikih swooned slightly, her feet becoming a bit unsteady as she rode out the sensation.
Whatever it was...it felt so GOOD, something that Seikih was unfamiliar with, something she'd never experienced before...but something within her was EAGER to experience it again. More....She wanted mo- Oh shard it. What was she thinking. Her eyes closed solidly, as she pulled her hand back, letting it run through her hair. It would take her a moment before she managed to bring herself together, pull a sensation of right-ness back about her. That egg had caused a stir....something she hadn't wanted to feel. Though...she would be intrigued to feel it again...
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 7:30 pm
Perhaps... he should try a more subtle appearing egg. Skelly looked over the clutch and paused. It was a shiny golden looking egg. It was smallish and they had said there was no golden egg. He walked over, and paused looking over the smaller dark egg close to it. Hmm.
No, he had came to this egg first and it seemed friendlier, hopefully not as friendly as the regal looking egg. The purple blue egg had been overly friendly. He reached out and stroked the shell. Ooh, this one was not as in his face, it was calmer and judging? He didn't care to be judged. Skelly pulled back and paused, looking between the Shiny egg and the Effervescent egg. The egg wanted to be closer to the other egg? Was that normal? He was sure they were not allowed to move eggs. He touched it to give it his apology. Sorry, I can't move you.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 7:41 pm
Alright. No more aggravating eggs today, please. Iliyana wanted to wipe her hand off s she left the glowering egg behind her, turning instead to touch the Ovate Egg. There was... nothing? That couldn't be right, could it? Frowning, Iliyana pulled her hand away, then ran it over the egg again, this time moving slowly and focusing entirely on it.
... Nope.
Hm.
Well, it was either a dud, or the dragon inside just didn't see much reason to be interested in what was going on outside of its shell. It was, however, something of a nice break from the overwhelming anger of the Glowering Egg, and so Iliyana bit the Ovate egg a thank you and went on her way. Glancing around at the other candidates, she spotted Seikih and shook her head, wondering what was going on over there. That sort of reaction wasn't normal for the egg she was touching, was it?
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 7:55 pm
Emora glanced over her shoulder and almost felt sick to her stomach at the sight. Another girl had flocked to the Regal egg after her and the look on her face was one of pleasure and rapport to an extent that it made Emora actually feel a touch queezy. Did they really? Did they really want to be taken advantage of? To be so easily controlled through their emotions? She and she alone would steer her fate and no one else as far as Emora was concerned.
However how easily the others had given in to the Regal egg left her feeling a bit disturbed and more then a little disgusted as she stepped up to the last egg. Resting a hand on the Glowering egg she found it's anger and temper almost refreshing. This! This was what she wanted. Someone with the sense to roar, to fight, to wake up and it only took all of five seconds for the egg to shake off the remaining sick gauzy feeling the Regal egg had left in her mind. Well angry or no she hoped the Glowering egg found it's match.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 8:01 pm
Caelan paused and cursed himself softly, giving a late and very low bow to the queen. He had been so concern about his siblings he had forgotten something important. He huffed, looking over Mari, of course she had chosen a pretty egg. He snorted and wandered over to his brother. "Skelly," he called, waiting for his brother to look up. "The white and red egg, you might want to give it a wide berth."
He looked over the eggs and settled next to the Murky egg, it was darkish golden brown and smallish. Caelan reached out, touching the smooth shell. Reserved and quiet. It didn't seem interested and he let it be. It was a rather plain thing.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 8:11 pm
"Break anything yet, Herryk?" Dagner bowed to the sulking queen with a flourish before approaching the blond-haired Candidate. "I'm surprised they're letting you touch anything, with those big meaty fists of yours." He laughed, a bright peal of sound, before patting the top of the ovate egg the man'd been testing.
He frowned, and petted it again. Nothing. What a dull event this was going to be. He let out an exaggerated yawn, frowning at the plain-looking egg.
"Well, you must've done something. I might as well be touching a rock."
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 8:12 pm
Herryk touched upon the Tropical Egg next, his eyes widening just slightly as he gained the impression that the egg wanted something from him. Not just.. something, but something that could be held in ones hand. Herryk didn't feel anything other than a faint yearning from the egg.
With a soft utterance under his breath, Herryk glanced up at Dagner.
"I wouldn't be surprised if that egg was a dud," Herryk grunted in Dagner's direction, a strange darkness in his eyes, "perfect for you, hmm?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 8:13 pm
Zofer watched as Hanratty joined him at the Regal Egg. He gave the young man a grin and an 'I know right?' kind of look. His enthusiasm was dampened at Emora's less than ecstatic reaction, but not for long. He withdrew his own hand finally and moved to the other side of the clutch, keeping an eye out for others reactions much as Hanratty was. His attention was rewarded when the next young woman to touch it actually reacted out loud. Zofer book marked the lass with the braid in his mind for later.
In his distraction he absently placed his hand on the Glowering egg and bit back a yell as he snatched it right back, grasping the wrist in his other hand. He glanced around, hoping no one had seen that before clenching his fist, making sure his fingers were all there. Whatever that had been, it was a nasty piece of work. With a riled up snort Zofer boldly slapped his hand down on the white shell again, mentally butting heads with the vicious creature within. Zofer didn't take that crap without giving just as good back!
Whershit with that hatchling. It could between itself for all he cared.
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