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 Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 9:37 am
“He’s certainly lively enough” Cedeny said, approving. How unlike the last clutch! How long since she had sat here and it had been her own boys on the sands? Too long - and perhaps she should be nagging them about grandchildren now, for they were certainly of an age where she would like to see them. Of course they’d stood, that was their right and their duty, though only the one had Impressed - and he wasn’t even the one who had stayed at High Reaches.
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“Who wouldn’t?” Elane said lazily, watching Pagerell and L’thor for a moment - her sort-of-kin (or as close as it came) - before turning her eyes back to the action. “Oh dear, would you look at that? He’s got a healthy turn of speed on him” Her voice betrayed a sort of detached amusement, with no particular investment in the fortunes or misfortunes of others.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 9:49 am
Naanash was uneasy. He knew what to expect from a wher hatching and well, wher hatchings certainly were a lot less chaotic. You approached the mother, bowed, and got an egg is the mama agreed to it. Then you took care of the egg and hatched it in your room. None of this crowd of candidates and drama from people in the stands, and babies stealing your boss’s cane. Nash gave a low snort of amusement and looked out at the sands, watching the blue run. “Is that common place?” He questioned and paused. “Would you like some tea?” He could have his Harbinger fetch it. The green flit gave a soft trill noise, curled about his neck, head right next to the silver wing charm. He would rather be asking if his boss would like something harder, but it would have to wait.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 9:50 am
Oh shards she'd actually made it to standing day without getting her a** in a fight. Poecai stood on the hatching sands, pretending she wasn't nervous as hell about this. She'd missed the adrenaline but now that she was on the sands, she remembered the violence, and it was shaffing difficult to defend the others against baby dragons. She couldn't.
And this was a very strange clutch, so who knew what could happen? So, Poecai was nervous. More than nervous. Not that she'd told S'ol.
So far so good, though. The dragons looked charming and playful... if a little too playful for the masterhealer... but there were still eggs yet to come. Poecai clenched her teeth and hoped for the best...
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 9:51 am
C'tis couldn't help but grin at the blue's continued antics but to be perfectly fair he didn't actually try. "Woops," he said quietly as the hapless healer was helped back to his feet. The others though, the others looked healthy too, but so far all green and blue. Some part of him said 'and exactly what it wrong with that?' but another retorted 'we need big dragons too, and if there aren't a couple of browns at least we'll never hear the end of it'.
The blue rider's grin shifted to a faint frown and his dark eyes shifted from the scenes of hilarity to the unhatched eggs. Some of them looked pretty big from here, they could easily hold browns or perhaps even bronzes. So long as there were a couple of browns things should be more or less alright but shards for the first time since his own Impression he dearly hoped he would see a shiny hide among the bunch.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 9:59 am
"Yes it is, and no I would not." Bereck snapped as he eased himself back onto a perch on the table, trying not to grimace. "Later," he amended in less sharp tones with a stiff nod to Nash, forcing himself to drop his arms back into a neutral pose; perhaps something a bit more potent than tea would be favourite once this was over. After a pause he added; "Thank you," though he kept his eyes on the hatchlings rather than looking at Nash again. The concern was embarrassing, though at least Nash wasn't actively fussing.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 10:02 am
A brief scan of the crowds didn't reveal Cai's squiremaster but they were sure Re'ka was up there somewhere watching. In the meantime there was a hoard of blue and green dragons gallivanting about on the sands now and it would be unwise of them to take their eyes off the hatchlings again.
As if to emphasize Cai's mental chastisement a cry and a string of curses and violent promises came from behind the candidates and Cai whirled around to see the Masterhealer getting back to his feet with some help. Running in the opposite direction was the fast little blue. What a rude and obnoxious little creature!
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Up in the Stands, Ja'line burst into laughter which she made no attempt to stiffle. Oh of course she felt bad for the old man but he was such a sourpuss sometimes! The little rascal didn't bite him this time at least! Even higher above her came the odd dark thrumm from her bonded as Sanuyeth echoed her rider's mirth.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 10:08 am
Lesex paused in grabbing another roll, blinking blurry at Venk and then decided he was taking one, moving or not. He shoved it in his mouth, holding it there with teeth and grabbed a red fruit, shoving it in one hand and followed the lot out the breakfast hall and towards the stands. Okay, what was going on?
Being in a Weyr was much different than running about the tundra. It was schedules and plans and his hair was gone. But the food was decent and plentiful, and he wasn’t worried about getting ate when he was sleeping. At least, not at the moment. Maybe in pass but that would be being mauled not devoured and that certainly had to be better.
He rather missed his curling mass of white curls, he couldn’t wear his clips anymore and he had only so much room to store things, though his partner said she would hold them for him. Lesex sighed and switched the roll for the red fruit, looking out across the sands and ooh. Hey, baby dragons were cute!
A lot more cute then baby tunnel snakes.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 10:08 am
Debonair's swaggering progress came to an abrupt halt and her head snapped around. Her eyes, gleaming a brilliant gleam, had locked onto the shine of light on metal. With a little rumble in her chest she broke into a gallop, setting her course to intercept her speeding sibling. Once she was within range she leapt, sending both of them tumbling over in the sand as she tried to catch hold of the silver-headed cane; hers!
Lightning Fast squealed around his death-grip on the cane and scrambled up a moment later, dragging his sibling through the sand after him as he attempted to run away and hold onto the cane at the same time.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 10:20 am
The veteran of a few hatchings, Jemi took enough time to finish chewing her food and to drain her drink. She smoothed down her uniform, relaxed and ready and hoping to meet her bond partner. Perhaps this hatching would be the one.
The hatching was going well, greens and blues but then, more then half the clutch was going to be greens and blues. Healthy greens and blues. That was the important part, that the babies were healthy, and lively, and stealing the Master Healer's cane. It seem the man could never get a break.
She grinned, watching Debonair and Lighting fast fight over it. Awww, babies got a toy.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 10:28 am
She wasn't going to do anything, initially. If Lightning Fast alone had his way with the cane, she probably would have been fine. But now Debonair had gotten involved with it as well, and that was no good. The cane wasn't theirs, first and foremost. But also, it was something that Bereck desperately needed, as it helped him to walk. If it got ruined by the hatchlings, then he would have to send it in for repairs or get a new one entirely; neither of which seemed like good options. The Masterhealer seemed quite attached to his cane, and it was for that reason that that Qyprenna decided, ultimately, to go and retrieve it.
"Give that back!"
Her voice was louder and more authoritative than it usually was. She didn't yell, but she certainly wasn't quiet, either. Without hesitation, she grabbed at the cane and tried her best to yank it away from the young dragons. One thing she was careful of, however, was to not touch or hit the hatchlings themselves in any way. She may have been foolish enough to go after the cane, but she wasn't foolish enough to outright attack the babies. It took a special sort of person to do that sort of thing, and she wasn't one of them.
She was probably going to regret this, she knew in the back of her mind, but frankly, she didn't care. Bereck had his cane stolen, and he needed it back. It was important to him, and that was all that mattered.
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Til'lene's eyes widened in shock, not at seeing the other dragon join in, but at seeing Qyprenna go after the cane. What the hell was that girl thinking?! As much as Bereck loved his beloved cane, it wasn't that important! It was just a piece of wood, for crying out loud. Not even trying to hide her feelings or emotions, the brown wingrider openly hit her head with the palm of her hand. What the hell was getting into kids these days?
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 10:55 am
Poecai looked over in alarm at her fellow candidate. What was she doing?! Well, whatever it was, it could get her hurt and that did not sit well with Poe. Quietly, slowly, she moved out behind the girl, prepared to get her out of there if necessary. Just because she was being shaffing stupid (or brave) didn't mean that she had to get killed for it, not if Poe could help it. How she was going to help it, Poe had no idea.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 11:01 am
Nash took the tone of voice with grace and a bob of acknowledgement. Bereck wasn't the first to refused help and Nash trusted the other healer would acknowledge help when he needed help. He turned back to the hatching, watching as the cane caught the attention of a green and the pair started actively tugging on it. And he was pretty sure candidates were not suppose to get involved. "Is it bad I'm actively thinking of sending Harper out there to distract them while that fool girl gets away?" His flit could go between, that silly girl could not.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 11:09 am
Venk had just made it up into the High Stands when he saw what Qyprenna was up to, swore, and abruptly tried to leave again but his progress was unfortunately impeded by the boots of Igen's Weyrleader. The encounter between footwear and gold rider ended with the latter sprawling flat and swearing some more about sharding candidates who were really going to get themselves killed one of these days, and extra sharding obvious things that he was apparently going to have to specifically tell people not to do in future.
Down on the hot sands Debonaire was not impressed at all, her brother was not giving up the prize and now a human was trying to steal the beautiful thing as well! The green hissed jealously and her jaws closed fully with the sound of splintering wood. As her eyes swirled from green to orange she wrenched the cane in two, broke away with the beautiful silver head end gripped tightly in her mouth, and reared up to lash out at Qyprenna's face with her fore claws. Hers!
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 11:12 am
As the girl advanced on the pair of dragons Bereck could only stare. "What is she doing?" It was completely against protocol, and common sense, and-
The green had just snapped his cane in two and lashed out at the foolish candidate.
Oh shaff.
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2014 11:20 am
Well, so much for that!
The cane was no longer useable anymore, what with being snapped clean in two. Qyprenna swore under her breath when this happened, but it was nothing compared to what happened to her next. When Debonaire reared up, her fore claws came down, and one of them managed to hit their mark. The young girl had a deep slash on her face to show for her efforts, starting from the middle of her forehead, down her right eye (scratching both the lid of her eye, and the cornea itself), and continued down the rest of her cheek until it almost reached her jaw.
She couldn't help but cry out in pain at the slashing, but it wasn't enough to send her down on the ground. Instead, she just pressed her hand to the side of her face, and held up the other to keep Poecai from coming any closer. "Don't get hurt on my account," she told her, tears welling up in her good eye as blood streamed from the wound on her face. "What I did was stupid, and I'll take responsibility for it."
With that, she shuffled backward, careful not to offend or annoy Debonaire any further than she already had. She even let the green keep her prize, since she wanted it so badly. People weren't going to be happy with her for what she did, but frankly that wasn't on Qyprenna's mind at the moment. All she was focusing on was getting to Bereck and getting her wound taken care of and dealt with.
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