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Dragonflight Pern Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 11:50 am
Wiggle. Wiggle. Wiggle.... Crack!
Not too far away from the group of searching riders the Busybody egg broke open... underneath a large bush. The pale tan and dark-caramel brown poked himself on the muzzle with a twig and gave a loud yelp of surprise; the sound would be audible to Resistance and Revolution alike.
Shaking his head he went belly to the ground and squirmed out from under the bush. The world that greeted him was strange and lonely, not what was supposed to be. Eyes spinning a mixture of white and blue he raised his head and called a greeting; where was everyone? He could feel minds close by, but he could not see anyone through the mist.
((Characters may now find the Busybody brown!))
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 11:58 am
Becka had been hanging with the main pack of candidates, not really offering much. She'd offered to help search for the eggs along with the candidates because, as a Weyrbrat and Apprentice Healer, she felt she should be in at least one of the groups, to check on the health of the eggs.
She blanched when her flit, Nightling, began to hum. "The eggs... oh no they're hatching.. we...we can't get them back home even if we DID find them now can we?" she asked, of nobody in particular.
She heard the yelp after a while and was even more worried, she didn't want the hatchlings to get hurt, they needed to find them... NOW. She moved out into the mist, where she thought she'd heard the noise come from but then another call came from seemingly elsewhere. "HERE!" she called out to the poor creature "We're all over here, please... let us find you!" probably not the smartest thing she could have done but it was done, She sent Nightling up to see if she could help discover the Dragonet. "Please....please let it be safe" she muttered to herself.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 12:06 pm
Erie had been avoiding talking to her fellows, she hated to be without Erisk and knew that the Green was likely chained up and just tossed her meat rather than being treated with the love Erie had for her Wher. She knew how antisocial her green was and she felt terrible, perhaps.... perhaps if she had gone with Tsubari when he left, he'd have been able to take care of Erisk if he'd had to, of course she wouldn't be here in the shaffing mist where she could barely see anything if she had.
When she heard the humming she didn't need the confirmation of the dragonrider to know what was going on "s**t... just... " she threw her hands in the air "Perfect.... Rider... we can't stay here any longer, we haven't had any orders to return and .. it's too shaffing late, Keller was a fool to send us out so late, too much planning, not enough doing" she cursed. "There's no use staying to fight, not a single one of us is going to bond to..." she paused, it seemed one of the eggs had hatched. "Well that's just a big pile of wherry dung" she rubbed her face "None of us is going to bond to that dragon, we can't do anything more except report back to Keller now." she eyed the rider "If we don't leave soon, i'm walking there myself" she snapped, crossing her arms, waiting for Ralla to answer her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 12:15 pm
D'lin and the main group of candidates had made a fair bit of ground and were closing in on the springs themselves when the unmistakable cry of a hatchling came through the gloom. Stopping he peered through the fog. "Did you hear that?" He asked those around him though he was sure they had "It came from over here!" Turning on his heel he started to jog towards the scrub brushes that surrounded the springs and sure enough they soon came upon the new born brown. "Over here!" He called out to the others. "Candidates, form up around him but don't crowd him to much."
'Plexith, tell Hatteth were we are and tell him to bring the Candidates.'
'An egg has hatched mine and his group have found the hatchling, they are in the scrub near the bushes you must hurry there with the candidates!' Plexith told the brown, giving him a mental image of where D'lin was, excitement in knowing there was a new hatchling to impress making him forget his earlier anger at the brown. 'Cepheith and I bring meat!' The bronze stated as he circled towards the clearing with his wherry kill, he was sure the gold was following.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 12:30 pm
"Ugh Don't even suggest it! I wouldn' bond with a dragon fer all the marks in Bitra." Rilli shuddered. Even if her brother's had stood before her, Rilli had known firmly since her youth that she loved the big ugly beasts called whers, and right now, like Erie, she missed her big boy terribly.
"Scorch it. Let's just get home. If Keller wants'ta throw a hissy fit then let'em. Maybe take away his wher for a couple'a sevenday and see how he likes it!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 12:51 pm
Becka heard the Bronzerider speak and moved to get nearer to him when she spotted the Brown Hatchling and she let out the smallest of gasps, oh wasn't he lovely. She heard wingbeats above but the mist made it hard to see exactly what was flying above them and her heart raced a little until she remembered they had a Gold with them, she'd make sure that any enemy dragons wouldn't attack right? She didn't know if she could deal with slash wounds right now... at least not large ones.
She hung back, letting the candidates be in front of her, she was there as a Healer after all, she'd check over the hatchlings if they Impressed and didn't Between, and she'd check on the candidates should any get hurt.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 12:54 pm
Erie gave a smirk, "Me either Rilli... couldn't replace my Erisk" She chuckled in hushed tones "What's he gonna do that hasn't already been done to us anyway huh Rilli?... unlike those pansy riders at least we'd survive out in the wilds for a bit til he cooled down" she said with amusement, content to joke with a fellow Handler, there wasn't anything more they could do here except get killed or worse... captured for the riders if the mother dragons to hurt them.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 1:00 pm
Erie had chosen the wrong tone and the wrong time to use it on the greenrider. "I have a name, and it isn't 'Rider,'" she snapped, "And if you're going to try to order me around, you should give me a better reason to listen, because you could walk back for all I sharding care if that's how you're going to speak to me."
Firith. We're going.
The green rumbled unhappily at confirmation of the retreat, tail lashing, but put out her foreleg so that the women could climb up, which Ralla did, saying as she did so, "Now hurry up and get on. And so help me, Erie, if you talk down to me again, I will shove you off and let them find you. That's how much of a pansy I am."
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 1:10 pm
Erie rolled her eyes at Ralla, "oh relax Ralla you wouldn't be here with us if you couldn't do the job" she retorted, privately smirking, looked like she touched a nerve with the greenrider "Forgot your name for a minute that's all" she added, letting the others get on the green dragon before getting on behind Rilli, preferring to have to grab hold of another Handler than the irritated Rider.
"Can't wait to get back to Erisk...."
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 1:20 pm
Troiseth lumbered behind the others. The mist making it hard for him to really spot much. He had heard Plexith's rider call for candidates, knowing then that a hatchling was about. Plexith, stay with the little ones. I can bring food back. It was the most the blue could do. With a quick shove into the air, he took off to bring more food.
A'in brought over a group, handing them over to D'lin as he started to back up and wait. "Remember what you were taught. It will help."
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 2:14 pm
Rilli bit her tongue rather than laugh as Ralla got her pants in a twist. She would prefer not to have to find her way back to the Northern Continent on her own. Unfortunately she could think of plenty of things Keller COULD do to them. She climbed up behind Ralla, placing one hand on the rider's belt and covering one of Erie's with her own. They'd be home soon and she'd never let Keller or anyone else EVER do anything to Risk.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 2:35 pm
Hatteth's head snapped up at the sound of the hatchling's yelp. He paused just long enough to hear the second call before hurrying toward it. This way! I hear a hatchling he eagerly told J'nes, even as Plexith told him the same. He rushed through the mist, stooping when the baby was in sight. A brown! A hansome fellow like himself. Hyweth would be pleased, he was sure. He lowered his head and crooned a greeting to the youngster.
It was hard to miss when Hatteh charged off into the mist, but J'nes stated the obvious anyway, for the Candidates' benefit. "One's hatched! This way," he said, following his dragon until the hatchling was in sight.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 2:41 pm
Ralla responded to Erie with a grunt, partially placated but still aggravated enough that she didn't feel like giving the handler a real reply. Still, it was enough to spare Erie from being pushed off the dragon and left behind (although actually doing that would have been difficult, since she had wisely decided to put Rilli between herself and Ralla).
With the unhappy trio safely settled, Firith sprang into the air with a bellowing roar to announce her presence at last. They should know that she was here, and that this was far from over. Trine's time draws near! she broadcast defiantly to everyone in thea area, dragon and human alike. Tyrants will be brought low, and the traditions that allowed for their rise will be torn to shreds!
Long live the Revolution! No sooner had she finished than the little green disappeared between, but with every intention of returning. One day. They were not finished here.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 2:49 pm
The green dragon's loud cry made the newly hatched brown startle in alarm, but he seemed a solid steady fellow and did no more than jump a bit and look up sharply. He didn't entirely understand what was going on but he was pretty sure he didn't approve; the empty air where the green had been got a huff of disapproval.
A moment later his head came down and he whipped around, squirming his way back under the bush as the humans approached him. After a few moments it became clear that he had not been trying to hide or flee, no, he had been on a mission! The Still Thinking Egg was gently pushed out from under the lush plant-life by gentle nudges of the brown's nose.
Apparently pleased with himself he sat up tall beside the egg and draped a wing over it, giving a baby-bugle of greeting to those approaching him. This was more like it; out there somewhere there should be the something he was missing, the something he could not live without.
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Dragonflight Pern Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 2:57 pm
Becka flinched when she heard the strange voice in her head, she'd heard Berath enough times to know that it was a dragon speaking to her but the feeling of anyone other than Berath talking to her was alien and Becka didn't like it.
oh... oh no the little brown was wriggling under a bush, she resisted the urge to go after it, forcing herself to stay behind the candidates, after all it would be one of THEM that Impressed, it wouldn't do for her to interfere.
More rustling, it seemed the brown was doing something in that bush....oh!.... oh the little darling, he'd brought out his sibling's egg. "Oh you clever thing" she mumbled mostly to herself, pleased that they had found the eggs they were looking for. She didn't know if there were more but the little brown didn't seem like he was going to bring out any others so perhaps it was just the two. She smiled when he bugled, it was adorable and baby-like, and that wing draped protectively... whoever Impressed that brown would surely have a wonderfully caring dragon on their hands and that was something she could relate to.
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