Revelio and Open Sesame! Double Clutch Hatching!

[ShinosBee]

Be Prepared paused in his slow stalking creep around the eggs to huff at Go The Distance all but wrapped around A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes and Expelliarmus off trumpeting and shouting... But his feelings about the Curse Trio weren't any different. Making all this unneeded racket among the candidates!

The scrawny brown aimed a hiss at no one in particular, frustrated with the bother of it all and resumed his red-orange-green-eyed stalking trek across the sands, tail lashing and irritable behind. Let them fight and squabble, if that was their intent. He, for one, had work to do, and that meant finding that one. The very idea at last turned his eyes a less irked shade of green-blue. Yes, then everything would go just right...!  

[stella cinere]

Andrestia

Andrestia drew a smile to her lips as she wrapped an arm around the other candidate, it wasn’t her usual demeanor in the least but as more of the dragonets started to emerge the more excitement bubbled inside her. They were all beautiful, from the ever so graceful blue who took its time to watch to the rather bonded set of bronze, brown and green. It made her wonder all who they would each bond to, what sort of personalities suited them best, she even wondered if there was one for the candidate next to her.

”This is my first hatching ever, my brother said it would be a miracle if I was fortunate enough to impress so soon so I probably won’t. You might tho.” She gave a bit of a squeeze as her almost violet eyes watched the dragonets again. A green bounded into the group of candidates, looking, searching for someone as Andrestia wished her the best of luck in finding who she wanted most of all. The greenish bronze seemed to be waiting, no more like anticipating as its other bronze sibling burst from it’s shell sending out noise to its siblings. It seemed as if something was going to happen, more than the ichor being spilled from the Crucio green that bounded to her siblings to awaken them.

Drawing her curiosity away from them she looked at the other candidate again. ”Who was it that you were hoping to impress?”

”baby-gwing”

 

[demon_pachabel]

Martirae and Gold Anakumath

Once the pair were parted from their moment,the small gold moved in closer to offer a small nudge of her head against Zezollath's with an accompanying burst of affection. He's perfect and everything you deserve, she said, knowing Zezollath already knew all of this and more, but the affection - though both very different in what they were - both shared for F'enn could not be denied. Then, she again pressed herself against Martirae's side, sending a spark of warmth through the woman's chest like nothing she'd ever felt before.

Anakumath turned her yellow-purple-blue gaze up towards Martirae at the mere thought. You have. I know it, she'd seen it all. She knew it all. But she didn't pull at the images of a young girl sitting near her mother and father, more than jostle it gently. Just enough to draw attention to it, if one cared look. The little gold looked at Orri, barely moments behind her sister, offering a soft wave of warmth to the young man who was so diligent in his kindesses. Approval. Then, she trailed along towards the feeding tables as well - mostly.

The closer they got to leaving the sands, the more obvious it was that now Marty was diverting where it was she was heading. For someone with so few friends on the sands still, it was perhaps to the surprise to many to see her make such a b-line towards anybody, but in this case it was....the Western Candidatemaster. Standing proudly in front of A'ral...Martirae bowed fully to the man.

"Thank you for bringing me this far, I will do you proud."

At her side, Anakumath first looked to Marty, then joined in inclining her own head.

ShinosBee

Mr Cheri

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Kinyegele

Kinye looked at Fisher with a small frown at her directions, then at the bubbling trouble that was starting to circle in Rhianth's clutch. Or what looked like trouble. The dainty girl frowned. It did look like trouble, but it also looked like..."Don't assume the worst already!" Kinye said, refusing to budge even with the offered sandal. This was supposed to be a time of positive thoughts, and everybody thinking those babies were up to no good was not good thoughts.

In fact, she was so determined to show she was right, that she focused her positive warm thoughts on the babies circling and growing in tension - and number. There were a lot of baby dragons on the sands now, after all.

Like the green that had just run joyously into the boys, or the brown currently prowling.

houllow

Kinyeplz

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Kahbrohm

There was so much alarm and nothing had even happened yet! Kahbrohm squared his shoulders, looking between both sides of the 'conflict' (could it even be called that?) with something that wavered between impatience and fascination. Were they actually going to fight, or was it going to be one side forcing the other into a neat little mold?

He hadn't even noticed the grin on his face - he couldn't help it. This was entertaining, even if it had lulled into nothing.

Everybody was showing their colors faced with the unknown, and it told him all he needed to know.

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Fahn

Things were getting a little bit tense, and Fahn actually faltered for a moment in her layer of pure cheer. Now she was just feeling antsy, like she had something she desperately needed to do and hadn't quite gotten to doing it yet and then nobody had told her what it actually was.

She knew she didn't need to get maimed, but the babies hadn't even looked at them as though they were considering it....hmmm.

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Juhvek

He could either have guessed at this situation with nothing more than a planted gut feeling that only meant he wasn't thinking positive thoughts...or he could focus on -WHAP.

When How Far I'll Go went running through the boys, Juhvek got hit with a tail because he hadn't been paying attention and more than painful, it was alarming. Well then.  

[TheWishling]

Expelliarmus' call was answered by the Green Auror. She bugled loudly, and turned on one leg, before running over to her brother and nudging him gently, once. What could she do to help? Auror wasn't simply going to let her siblings be bullies! They had no right! How DARE they think themselves above reproach! Bugling loudly, the little female rested by him, claws digging in to the sands.  

[SilverLutz]

Even more eggs were hatching now, seemingly roused by the gang striding across the sands together. Some were even hatching from the Disney clutch! Shar had a hard time keeping tabs on all the dragons that were popping out and from which shells, but she did notice a few eggs that had stuck with her from the Touching were out and about. The Auror egg had burst open to reveal a spunky green and Be Prepared had held an incredibly skinny brown. The Dementor egg had also hatched, revealing a blue, and he seemed to be sticking with the ever-growing group of dragons that radiated trouble, danger, and mischief. The Expelliarmus egg had held a bronze which put her out of consideration, but she still was very interested to see the dragon in action after having touched its shell.

Her eyes lingered most on the green Auror and she wondered if the little female would try to stand up to her much larger, more numerous siblings. She and Expelliarmus were starting to let their discontent with their siblings be known, but the bronze Avada Kedavra seemed to have more on his side still.  

[Smerdle]

Rykin

"I... um..."

Rykin finally looked over at the young man quaking next to him, some of his own apprehension fading in the face of Ruunan's. "Everything will be all right once they find theirs." At least that's what he had been taught. "And it's... good... to have spirited dragons. They'll probably be very skilled at fighting Thread."

He paused, trying to look at things from the other Candidate's point of view. There was plenty that was personally comforting about the number of healers present and the historical probability that he would be all right, but somehow he didn't think mentioning any of that was going to help.

"I'll try to draw them away from you if they come too close." He wasn't sure he would be able to follow through if things got crazy, but it was worth trying if it kept the boy calm.

Sweet Symmetry

ruunan

 

[demon_pachabel]

This was all very unbecoming, and blue Let It Go finally paused in his searching to take in the situation. If he had thoughts on the matter at hand, it wasn't clear where they lay. But after a moment, it was back to looking over each of the candidates and occasionally perking up in front of one.

Though whether it meant something, it was hard to tell as he continued on. This group of boys had yielded nothing, what if they were.....over with the girls?

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There seemed to be an awful large amount of fuss going on. Brown Imperio looked them all over, seemingly ignoring the tension building in his clutch mates who had just hatched. Eyes whirling green and purple, he offered a sweet creel towards the candidates.  

[Akina Tokuwa]

Calla -- HR Candidate
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For a time, Calla had expected she'd need to be light on her feet to move steadily out of the way of any dragonets who might seek out Theirs with some collateral damage. Now she wondered if the collateral damage that might be wreaked would be against each other, which was, to her, worse. There were more potential Candidates in Pern than dragons, after all. Just ask all those who Stood but never Impressed. There were certainly more Candidates on the Sands now than dragonets, at the very least.

Not that she wished death or injury on anyone, certainly not, but it was a fact. A dragon paired with rider could save hundreds if not thousands of lives by fighting Thread. Casualties in Hatchings were unfortunate, but a necessary risk. She only hoped she could rely on herself to get out of the way, stay calm, and focus on what she felt she was here to do: find Hers. They had to be here. A hand clenched at her side at the thought and then eased back.

If only her mother wasn't so guarded, maybe she would have told Calla what her father's Hatching had been like. Maybe if he hadn't of died in weyrling training astride his beloved bronze, he could have told her himself at an age where she stood a chance at remembering. That had been his story. This was hers, now. She had made difficult choices. Had lied and sacrified. It had to be for something great, and she would not lose her head, literally or figuratively -- it was a promise she made to herself.

While some dragonets took sides, it seemed, against one another, others seemed obliviously searching. Imperio seemed to pull back, leaning toward comfort for the Candidates. And Let It Go and Slytherin seemed calm, collected, knowing. Hopefully cooler heads would prevail.  

[~Kiana_Nala~]

Halvor

Within the span of a couple minutes a few hatchlings had made their way into the crowd. One had come barreling through the candidates and even he had sustained some scratches in fallout. They weren't severe and probably wouldn't need more than a quick rinse which suited him just fine. Halvor kept himself in the same position and continued to survey the dragonets that had come forward to greet them. "Mhm." He hummed as he watched their eyes flick from one color to the next rapidly. The trio wrecking havoc on the sands were likely the cause.

His eyes flicked to the browns and bronzes who seemed to be. . . battling? Getting into a shouting match? He wasn't quite sure what to make of them. The greens on the sands and in the crowd were certainly seeming to have a ball though. One green didn't seem as jovial as the one currently traipsing nearby. Such an interesting mix of personalities. He couldn't quite make heads or tails of what he should do.
 

[Shaddaling]

Jemaselle-Jemi- She/Her-High Reaches

Well, that was different. Jemi watched as the Crucio green stalk around the eggs, nudging one there and an other there, pushing them into hatching. She gave a soft hum of interest as the dragonets spilled out and gather in groups. She couldn't judge the green for wanting people to back her up.

Though she wonder how they had such a distinct group splitting between them so fast. She watched them, intrigued. So, what would they do? Part of her was balanced on her feet, ready to move out of the way if needed and other was just waiting to see what they would do. Who they would impress. Who was worthy of them.  

[TheWishling]

How Far I'll Go found herself pausing. So many thoughts in the boys. Why in PERN would she hurt any of them? Snorting, the little Green's eyes whirled blue-green, with a hint of red as she passed through them to look at the girls. She might as well see about looking at them all. There was exploring to do, after all. Things to learn, places to see. So many ideas. Why not see what others were thinking?  

[Ryuthulhu]

Saekagi let out a bit of a sigh of releif (and maybe a little regret) as How Far passed them by with no more harm than a few bruises. She didn't seem like the sort who would have hurt him on purpose... and it wasn't her fault another dragon had charged neatly over him, but it was hard to forget too.

"Sorry..." He apologized as she passed, catching that flash of annoyance in her eyes. "Good luck..."

He'd really thought she might impress one of the boys, but he hoped she found what she was looking for.  

[Shaddaling]

Rylyrr- High reaches - He/Him

Rylyrr eyes lingered slightly longer on Imperio then the other. The thoughts had lingered from the touching and he was a fine brown. If perhaps a bit of a flirt. Rylyrr gave an easy smile at the hatchlings, keeping relaxed and thoughts open. Any of them would be a fine bond mate and he hoped that they would all find the one that they were destined for.

"Are you alright?" He asked Akaris, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. A few were perhaps angry eyed but that didn't mean they would injure anyone.

Meepfur

 

[houllow]

FISHER

Um, maybe Kinye missed the memo somehow or Fisher's earlier speech about not judging someone by their cover had worked entirely too well but the girl wasn't looking to move and the teen sighed. Loudly, and ugly, not unlike the noise a person makes when they just.....ugly sigh. "But like one'a 'em just bit the shardin' flips outta the other an' now they're all squarin' up to do some bar room brawl an' you're thinkin' it's okay?" Weyrkids were mostly useless in all aspects but weird optimisim, it seemed. Or maybe that was just Kinye and Fisher needed to really make sure to toss the kid as far as she could should danger come over.

Which seemed pretty far. Maybe she could toss her up into the stands, which was a personal challenge she now held that absolutely no one asked for. "Nut yeah I guess you're right, I mean look over there at the one plowin' through the boys. Not to mention the one protectin' his sister, an' then that.......skinny brown one. Are dragons supposed to be lanky like that?" Fisher was of course talking about the newest brown arrival, the one who stalked about. Weirdo.

Kinye

fisher wants to use kinye as weights

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YURASTAR

Yurastar wasn't entirely ready for the little showdown that was happening on the sands, and so he decided to focus his attention on all the lovely greens that happened to be spilling out here and there. One of them had even made their way in to the group and he watched How Far I'll Go with excited and loving eyes. She was stunning as far as he could tell, and her excitement was downright contagious! Whomever she looked to was certainly in for a treat if she had that much spunk, though he hoped it wouldn't cost them time in lessons.

Of course he couldn't overlook the green that had joined a bronze ready to protect, how cool. It was like a mini soap opera on the sands he was so glad he was there to watch it. Quietly, far away, and as for the moment entirely unnoticed by anyone.  

[Teiha]

Grumioll
His black eyes were wary, noting any dragonets who displayed threatening body language or eye colors. The pack that was forming seemed like the biggest potential threat. He’d fought groups of beasts before, but never anything so intelligent as a dragon. If coordinated and unhindered, that handful could easily wipe out every candidate on the sands. He stared at the bronze who was clearly their leader, keeping track of the others in his peripheral vision. Though the man wouldn’t be able to hear any commands he gave telepathically, there might be physical cues as to his intentions. He hoped he was over preparing, for the sake of at least one other on the sands.