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His heart was still pounding in his chest. It hardly felt real, but looking to the big Bronze dragonet at his side definitely helped hammer the reality of things in. Valentine, now Va'en, was ready to grab something to eat and go meet the others who Impressed. He paused for a moment to give his respects to the weyrleaders. His stomach growled, which caused him to absently scratch his belly as he meandered over to grab a plate and pile some food upon it before turning to see where to go.

Mine, let's go find Vespereth and Hers. I want to see everyone, but I want to see her first. We can eat then, yes? Morgath looked to Va'en hopefully, folding his wings close to him. There were a lot of people here and he had intention of knocking anyone over.

Va'en gave a bit of a smile and nodded. "Sure. Call to her, let her know we're coming. We can go say hello."

Morgath's eyes whirled happily and looked around before bugling upon spotting some of his clutchsiblings. Vespereth, me and Mine have finally arrived. Is there room over there for me? Mine wanted to get some food first.

Drawing his attention away from a pair of folk who he had picked up discussing the 'supposed Queen' Bronze, Va'en made sure to give them a bit of a grin accompanied by a quirked brow, before looking to where Morgath was looking.

Sethal brightened visibly to hear that his choice was indeed valid. Maybe a little bit of a cop-out, true, but his world had just been quite forcibly shaken - he was entitled to have at least one thing his way! For the first time since his little bronze had come stomping into the stands, the young man smiled, clearly feeling much better. "Thank you, sir!" he said gratefully. "That really, really helps."

Ha! Hear that, Pip? Set'al's just fine!

But it's not a real change, Pipith insisted. It is lazy.

So? I like it! It still sounds like my name. And I'm the one who has to live with it!

That's not true. I have to live with it, too.

Oh, you know what I mean. For just being a baby dragon, Pipith was very...opinionated. It just had to be the difficult dragon who decided he wanted him, didn't it?

Fine. You may have it the way you like, but only if you stop calling me Pip.

Alright. That's fair enough, he decided.

"Thank you." Cass said, smiling pleasantly at F'len for the compliment "I was lucky I had time to throw something on besides my sleeping clothes." she said, amused "My robes ended up a complete mess." the blond said with a grimace, thinking of the blood from the woman who had been thrown onto the sands. She had heard that she was going to make a full recovery, so she was glad enough.

'Yes, Mine wears very pretty clothes!' Vespereth said, looking at the fully skirt and shirt 'Do you think I could get some clothes?' she asked her rider pleadingly.

Cass had just been taking a sip of Klah, and nearly choked at her dragon's question when she inhaled to laugh. Spluttering a bit, she put down the cup and picked up a napkin, quickly wiping at her face, laughing a little breathlessly. Turning to the other two, who no doubt had no idea what had just happened she said "I'm sorry, Vespereth just asked if she could have some clothes too." Cass laughed, the idea of her dragonet in a skirt and blouse being too humorous an image to deny laughing at.

'Miiiine! Why are you laughing? I was serious!' the green objected, fluttering her wings huffily.

'I know dear, and that is what was so funny.' she replied mentally.

'I don't understand why!'

'Dear one, dragons don't need clothes...' seeing this wasn't going to satisfy Vespereth she added 'why would you want to cover up your lovely hide with silly cloth? why do you think humans wear clothes? It's because we don't have such brilliant hides as yours and so we have to compensate. You, though my dear, have no need to compensate when you have such a lovely emerald hide as yours!'

Vespereth thought about this for a moment, and then settled her wings, clearly mollified, for the time being 'I suppose you're right.' she admitted, looking at her gleaming emerald hide.

'Well good. Maybe I'll try and get you a little something though...' Cass mused. Maybe a necklace, or a scarf...

Cass turned her attention back to the boys then, absently stroking Vespereth's head with one hand and eating with the other. "That's true, learning about dragons is going to be hard work...but well worth it, and a lot more interesting than working in the kitchens! I love baking, I admit, but...well, this will be far better!" she said with a grin.

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Vespereth's head snapped in the direction of Morgath when he called out to her. She let out a gleeful little bugle, rearing up slightly on her hind legs so that she could spot the bronze as she said 'There is room, Morgath! If not, we will make room!' she giggled 'Don't worry, people will move for you.' she turned then to hers and said 'Cassmine, Morgath and his come!'

Cass looked around, immediately recalling that Morgath was the bronze from the golden egg, but could not remember who it was that had impressed him. "Oh? That's good, Vespereth, I'm eager to meet him and his."

"You know I'm not the open arms type, so you'd be best just taking what you can get. If I were to try and change my ways now that I've got a dragon it wouldn't end too well for anyone."

Y'ul responded with a grin of her own, before she motioned down to the dragon at her feet, the Green's eyes closed as if she could care less about this newcomer and his peppering of Y'ul with questions. Erath's mind was at ease, if not a little more than tired, so Y'ul let it all slide. She still wasn't sure what to think about all this, after all.

"She calls herself Erath, and as for me I went with Y'ul. It just seemed better then staying Yulu now that I'm a Rider, and Y'ul of Green Erath sounds a bit cooler than Yulu of Green Erath. Gives me a bit more presence, you know?"

"Aren't we high and mighty now that we have a dragon?" Tofir joked.

Shiver did not see what was so funny. He wanted to know where Song was, and what she thought of all this. Surely she knew. She had been in the big place with all the people, the same as him. Where was she now? Was the big green going to replace her, and if so could Tofir have her? Breaking a long-standing tradition because he didn't think Tofir would understand very well, he projected these ideas in his usual scatter-brained fashion directly to Y'ul.

"You know I'm going to demand an interview with you sometime in the next three days. And Erath, if she can be bothered." Tofir was completely unaware that Shiver was also trying to talk to Y'ul. He was too busy thinking that he would have to remember her honorific in the future. "But it can wait until later. Food now, I think."

He reached across her and grabbed a roll which he proceeded to tear into bite-sized pieces and eat individually. Shiver ignored that. He knew bread was not food.

Tofir snorted and then laughed, remembering just in time to cover his mouth so that he didn't spray the table with bits of partially masticated roll. He would have hated anyone who did that, and so he tried not to do it himself.

"Um. No. Not jealous," he said after he swallowed his roll. "I have other plans for my life that would have been seriously thrown off by Impressing a dragon. I was only here playing at being a candidate as part of my research, remember."

He ate another portion of his roll and continued talking around it. "Since I'm probably going to age out of candidacy before another clutch is laid, I'm actually in the process of making plans to go back to the Hall so I can re-do my last few months of training and walk the tables again. I'll probably be out of here by the time the sevenday's over."

Shiv whistled and Tofir looked at him awkwardly and asked the blue, "What are you up to, Shiv?"

The blue did his best to look innocent, but with Y'ul's explanation Tofir wasn't buying it. "I said nothing to him. He's just found new ways to be neurotic, I think. As if he didn't worry enough about himself, now he's decided to worry about Song."

He tried to reassure Shiv with thoughts that Erath would actually be Song's friend, and would keep Song safe, but Shiv was having none of it. It wasn't until he sighted the gold streak racing along the ground that he stopped fretting in the back of Tofir's head and whistled piercingly again, this time a greeting combined with communication: Had Song seen what her person did? She had a large green dragon. Why would she want to do that? What was Song going to do about it?

"Hello, Song," Tofir said mildly.

'Ooh yes! Mine is very nice!' Vespereth assured the bronze, fluttering her wings proudly to have picked such a rider. 'Is your's nice too Morgath?' the little green asked her clutchsib, tilting her head to look up at the bronze's rider with bright blue eyes.

Goodness but she was getting quite a few visitors! Vespereth was more popular than she realized, though she was hardly surprised. She was, after all, the cutest dragonet in the clutch, if she did say so herself.
"Hello there." Cass said, smiling up at Va'en. He was rugged, and quite good looking, she had to admit, and he seemed rather pleasant. That was to be expected from the man who had impressed such a large, calm bronze, she supposed. She smiled as said bronze gently bumped her with his nose "Hello Morgath. Hello to you too, Va'en."
The little blond brushed a few stray strands of hair from her large dark eyes as she looked up at him "It's nice to meet you! Would you like to pull up a chair, or are you making the rounds with your handsome lad?" she asked with a warm smile for both Morgath and his rider.

'Ah, Mine likes Your's.' Vespereth said with a pleased chirped as she sat down next to the large bronze 'That is good.'

Y'ul's face had actually grown a little dark when Tofir started to talk about leaving the Weyr within a short period of time, a sevenday or less, and she oddly found her appetite vanishing almost as quickly as it had started. Her sudden unease roused Erath from whatever she was doing on the floor, though not enough to entirely wake her. Y'ul wanted to go now, she didn't know why either, but she didn't...want to stay here and talk to Tofir anymore. She was feeling unhappy, but not in an angry way. It was in her best interests to depart now that she had Song as well, her dragon obviously wanting more rest.

"I need to get going. Erath's going to need to sleep in a proper place other than the floor and now that Song's here I've got to try and explain to her what's going on."

If Tofir was paying close enough attention he would have noticed the slight shake in some of Y'ul's words, though for the most part she looked outwardly calm. She tried to get her dragon awake with a few words, probably even a mental poke, though when the little beast didn't even bat an eye Y'ul bent down and hoisted her into her arms, Song shrieking at the sudden presence before scattering up to rest partly on Y'ul's head.

"It was good to see you soon, I hope you have fun at the Hall. Bye for now."

It was awkward, awkward, awkward, but Y'ul didn't even look back as she hurried out, easily ignoring all the stares she got for hurrying away with a sleeping fighting dragon in her arms.