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 Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2018 6:31 am
Support gave another deliberate jolt before falling still once more. Beside it Tranquillity slowly tipped onto their side. While Reserve began to move in small controlled shakes. The whole clutch was awake now.
Power dove into the gathered candidates with glee. She darted around among their feet, glancing up at faces as she moved past in a blue of yellow and green. The green certainly seemed to be searching, but there was no order to it. Power ran through, looking hear and there, only to then turn and double back on herself, crossing over her own path time and again. The youngster wasn't especially careful about it either, thumping candidate with tail and wing as she swung by. Turanves was the recipient of a particularly forceful whack to the back of the legs as Power ran past. The green twisted her head to look back, but made no effort to slow. This lack of focus however sent the dragon slamming front-first into Amila. Giving a surprised squawk Power began to thrash about, trying to get away from whoever seemed to suddenly be very close. Too close! She did not like this at all!
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2018 7:40 am
There is no time to get out of Power's way but Amila is quick to use her hands, trying to shield her vulnerable points and roll away from the dragonet. Claws and talons are sharp and the Candidate isn't keen to end up dead on the Sands, even if it's a risk., however, she's also cautious not to be rough either. This is someone's lifemate afyter all, and the girl is trying to be gentle but firm, covering herself and trying to help the frightened dragonet as she tries to think gentle, calming thoughts. "It'll be okay, it'll be okay, calm down, calm down shhhh, it's okay...." OK so she's trying to self-soothe, but!
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2018 2:54 pm
As Power bowled right into some of the candidates V' let out a snort of amusement, remembering her own hatching and how Daydream had done just the same to her. Funny, it seemed like another lifetime, had been another lifetime she guessed in a sort of fluffy poetic way that she had no time for whatsoever. All the same, she couldn't help smiling.
Perhaps almost joint loudest, Lithustoth said to Lerenth with a little flare of fond amusement as Power bowled into a candidate and-!
It's alright little one, she sent, and sent soothing bolstering thoughts with her words. You're fine, take your time. Hopefully the candidate wouldn't be badly hurt by flailing claws - they didn't seem to be flailing in return at least - but her main concern was for her hatchling, there were a lot of candidates after all and only four of her offspring.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2018 10:43 am
F’ked and Blue Lerenth
The other eggs were definitely stirring. F'ked leaned forward to see who would hatch next. In the mean time, though, Power was getting her exercise. He watched the yellow marked green race to and fro, eventually running to a couple of candidates.
Lerenth sang to the remaining three eggs to hatch. He would sing as long as they needed him too. Yes yes! He turned his eyes to Power, Calm, calm my little girl. Everything is alright.
Servitor Loryan
There was nothing to do but sit and watch. For only four eggs, it seemed to be taking a really long time. Only one dragon had emerged so far. His butt was getting cold, and the hum felt weird in his ears. Loryan leaned forward to see as the green went down with a girl.
Candidate Turanves
Turan could only watch and wait as Power raced around like a mad thing, or perhaps a baby with just too much energy? She had no focus as she raced around. His attention was distracted for just a moment as the other three eggs began to rock. Power snuck behind him and he staggered forward as a sharp whack to the back of his legs sent him stumbling forward. Turan managed to catch his balance after a couple of steps, and not fall on his face.
He turned his head to look at Power just in time to see her run into a girl and start to freak out. Well maybe you shouldn't have been running around like that. You need to find your rider. That dragon needed a solid hand on her shoulder.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2018 1:27 pm
Maddeck / Sands / Healer, medic
The young healer found himself on his feet in front of where he had been seated, watching in horror as Power Green stumbled around in the group of Candidates. He could see one youth stumble forward before the Green went down with a girl. But then they both seemed all right, and the girl tried coaxing the little dragon to calm herself. With an effort, he sat back down but he gripped his medic bag, ready to launch himself across the sand at a moment's notice. This was what he was training for. He could do this.
Mennick / Stands / Healer, mind
"Oh wow, look at her go," Maddeck's brother Mennick mumbled to himself. She had run right into them like a ball hitting upright pins. He was not so concerned however. He had every faith in the healing staff on duty, including his brother, whose deep-red hair made him easy to spot from above. He seemed to be handling himself well this evening. It made him feel a little proud of his younger brother, seeing him at work like this.
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2018 5:05 pm
Although she thrashed and squawked in displeasure, Power quickly found herself alone. Amila had successfully rolled away from a green and, when touched by the soothing thoughts of her parents, the young dragon stilled. For a moment she stayed tucked on the sands, her eyes wild and her breath racing in and out of her lungs. Whirling eyes darted to the candidate near her, whispering her gentle reassurances, then shot to Power's mother. A small whine escaped from the dragon, but cut off sharply as the dragon seemed to noticeably stiffen. Red whirled into the dragon's eyes and a crackling hiss built up in her throat. What was that? Uncurling, Power pulled herself up to her full height. Which admittedly wasn't a great deal. Her ruby gaze unerringly found Turanves. Bright, sharp, teeth were revealed as the green's very breathing turned into a harsh hissing.
She remembered him. And it was not a pleasant memory. The temperature in the cavern seemed to climb as the green stared the young man down. The green didn't blink, or move, she just stared.
Behind Power, Reserve gave another shudder. Fine cracks appeared on the surface, spreading in sudden, rippling, motions. Splitting and colliding across the surface of the egg. A final, forceful, shiver shook the egg and it collapsed all at once. The pieces fell gently away from their former inhabitant who blinked in the newfound light. A small controlled shake freed the newly hatched green from the shards, leaving her with a halo of flecks on the sand around her. Carefully the hatchling untangled herself, getting straightened out. Her form was... less than admirable. Harsh angles made her harshly different from her sister. Bones stood out starkly against her flesh and her colour did little to help. The green was pale to begin with, but patches of her hide appeared to be almost flecked with white, but the green was too big and too green to possibly be a white.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2018 9:07 am
Power quickly freed herself from her tangle with Amila and fortunately didn't seem too rattled by the experience, she did start to whine but before Lithustoth could move to offer any more comfort (or encouragement to seek her rider) Power tensed and turned her gaze onto a male candidate. What had he done to displease her? Lithustoth swivelled her head around to join her daughter in the glare but a moment later she was distracted by Reserve's understated entrance into the world; another beautiful green, she could feel a flicker of concern from V' at how thin she was but she looked just fine to Lithustoth.
Welcome, she sent softly both in word and in feeling to the harsh-looking hatchling; Lithustoth suspected that her second daughter would be less boisterous in her search for a rider, so long as none of the candidates did anything foolish of course.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2018 9:24 am
A second strange looking green? Those pale markings, D'lana was certain that they'd be white or near to it under natural light and her eyes had a sunken look to them which - along with her thinness - made her look sickly and somewhat disquieting. Would she Impress safely? She seemed calm for now, unlike her sister, who having freed herself from Amila seemed just a hair's breadth away from launching at Turanves. Shells, could they not just go to their riders? And what of the other two eggs, were they green as well? One more green wouldn't be a bad thing, but if there wasn't a male of one colour or another people might doubt that green clutches could produce them and that would lead to rumours and gossipy among the Holders that they could do without!
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2018 10:27 am
Amila wheezed releif with the dragonet no longer clawing and slowly felt herself. She was decidedly not unscathed but also not bleeding anywhere vital-- cuts and gashes seemed primarily on the back or top or her arms, some on her face or shoulders and legs -- but it didn't apear the baby got anything vital and she wasn't dizzy, instead standing slowly to watch. She missed Reserve actually hatching, but chose to watch her anyhow, occasionally glancing out to see if Power might yet try to come again. She wasn't angry with Power, the little green was just a baby, but she was cautious before glancing back to Reserve, recalling the conversation prior with it at the touching.
She sure hoped the poor little dragonet was alright, though -- she worried about her already.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2018 6:19 pm
Maddeck / Sands / Healer, medic
"Maddeck. Now remember that we should wait until an able-bodied Candidate steps back out of the way that we can to get them. She seems all right." The young Healer flushed and returned to his seat, mumbling something about making sure. But he did not step out of line again. "Apologies," he said finally, looking the speaker in the eye, a Journeyman a good ten years his senior.
When they turned their attention back to the hatching, it was just in time to watch another green free herself from her shell with great deliberation. She looked like the epitomy of young, overworked, and under fed. Her mother seemed to be content with her health though so perhaps she was just a little gawkier than her sister, if one were to make a comparison. But she was quite pretty, light green and frosted with white along her sides.
Mennick / Stands / Healer, mind
"Wait, what is she doing?" With a sudden chill Mennick realized that the first dragon, Green Power, was staring down someone in the Stands. Her eyes swirled with red. She wasn't going to rush the Stands was she? For now she did not appear ready to pounce, but if she did, he was not about to risk Silvie's safety to see how this hatching ended!
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2018 6:55 pm
Viri was torn between admiring the dragons on the sands and looking for Maddeck. Logic told him his favorite healer would be helping others. Logic wasn’t making its way through the entirety of his mind, however. There were dragons, and Maddy... The teenager scanned the sands for him. Ah! There he was! At the healers’ table.
He waved. It was a hurried thing. He knew he was supposed to focusing on the dragons. Would he Impress? Would Maddy be pleased if he did?
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2018 7:54 pm
Maddeck / Sands / Healer, medic
Maddeck saw movement over where a certain Candidate stood. Cliviri had noticed of Maddeck's location and... Did he just wave? He waved. In the middle of a hatching. Literally half the eggs had opened and two baby dragons were in the process of finding and choosing their perfect rider. Maddeck wanted to sink in his chair and melt through the sand. With a grimace that only this healer would count as a smile, he waved his fingers in return, but only a little bit. Then he glanced around the cavern, hoping nobody had noticed. Please don't kick that silly oaf off the Sand, he thought to nobody specifically, he can be clueless but he means no disrespect. He glanced at the Weyrleaders then up at the mother dragon.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2018 3:55 pm
F’ked and Blue LerenthWelcome! Welcome! The blue sang to his beautiful daughters. Servitor LoryanHe wondered at the change in color and pose of the first dragon to hatch. She looked mad at something. But what? he wondered. Candidate TuranvesSomething was prickling the back of his neck. He turned his head slightly to catch sight of red eyes and snarling fangs. Turan stared right back at Power. Sure it was scary. He'd meant what he'd thought and he wasn't going apologize for it. Don't be mad at me for telling you the truth. We can't move as fast as you, so you should have been careful where you were running. And you do need to find your rider. That is why we are here. You wouldn't want to accidentally run them over would you?From her attitude, he doubted Power was for him. Another of the eggs shattered and spilled another dragonet onto the sands. Not that he looked toward it. His attention was fully on Power in case she decided to charge him, so he could be ready to move out of the way.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2018 8:32 pm
A hiss gave way to snarl and Power sank her claws into the sand beneath her. He was doing it again! Thinking he knew better than her! Knew better than a dragon what she should be doing! Some unimpressed human whelp acting like he had all the answers. Thinking that she was some beast to be bridled. Handled. Controlled! Smothered! You're right. The dragon's crackling voice rippled out across the sands. ...You're not as fast as me. With that the dragon lunged forward. She would show this wretch. Power would not be caged. She would not be tamed. No human could break her, but she could break them. There was nothing else in Power's mind as she charged at the candidate. The full force of her rage bearing down on the lad as she raced towards him with all the heat of a comet. Reserve looked up at her mother and blinked, but offered no response to her welcome. Her eyes shifted as her sister began to charge. Reserve made no move to intervene, didn't make any move at all actually. Her eyes followed the other green's charge almost dispassionately. Beside her Support gave another solid rock, a crack travelling down the dark shell's surface.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2019 4:28 am
As Power charged forward V' sucked a breath in between her teeth and shook her head. "What the shaff did he do?" she mumbled more to herself than to the people around her, she'd got to know the eggs through Lith and she'd liked Power a lot and so naturally she took her side.
Lithustoth took her daughter's side too, but not without a pang of concern for the stupid candidate. I'd find somewhere to hide if I were you, boy, she sent with a sharp crackle of rebuke to Turanves. She would interfere unless it looked like he would be really injured, or perhaps if it went on for too long - her daughter needed to bond and feed, and a burst of energy like this would cost her.
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