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 Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 7:08 am
So amazing, the feel of personalities that seemed to escape from the shells, it was such a powerful experience that, while he'd left the sands in good order he was rather stunned all the same.
His flits slipped from between as soon as he was far enough from the sands that they felt it safe to do so, the odd trio swarming over him and climbing the fabric of his robes till he felt the need to scold them lest they ruin the white fabric of them.
"Hey hey... d-don't be so e-excited, Y-you'd think t-the eggs already hatched!" He teased and tapped Weft on the nose, who then took off and made a small cartwheel around him.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 7:18 am
Bree kept running her fingers down the white of her Candidates robes, not liking how the color looked on her but also not caring because it meant she was one step closer to Impressing a dragon! She whistled for Rillfisher and Charter, who obediently whirled around her head before neatly landing on either shoulder, chittering at her...and then at a trio of flitters that were all over one of her fellows.
She cocked her head a bit and tried to remember his name...she'd heard it...oh god, what was it...Jack? Jerry? No! Jarest!
"Hey, Jarest, right? You're not gonna get 'em to calm down until we're far from Ianath." Her own were behaving, kind of, but their tails were lashing and they were humming softly, all but vibrating with excitement. "I'm Bree, by the way."
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 7:28 am
"O-oh! H-hi!" He said with a flash of a smile as he tried to smother the surge of questions that sprang to mind like /what was her name, had he met her before?/
"B...Bree....Pl-pleased to meet you!" He said and waited for her, they could walk together at least till their flits calmed down, he admired hers quietly for them being so well behaved. Needle glanced at them and settled down himself as though to prove he were JUST as well behaved thank you though he quietly smacked his tail repeatedly against the young man's shoulder.
Weft made another loop before she latched to the front of his robe again, cocky and sure of herself.
"T...that was...amazing." He said glancing back towards the sands. "I... I mean I... I never felt ... it was j-just-..." his stutterer returned with his self consciousness.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 8:25 am
She grinned at the boy - not because he stuttered (which was something she hadn't known about him since she only knew him in the passing manner that most Candidates knew each other in - it was amazing that she'd recalled his name, really) - but because of the antics of his flitters.
"Pleased to meetcha' too, Jarest. You've got some lovely flitters there." She half-jogged her short legs to catch up with the boy, long dark braid thumping against her spine. "It was amazing, wasn't it?" Bree's voice took on a reverent tone, laced with awe. "I'm so proud of Ianath - a nice big clutch, even if she was flown by Benden." Like many from Malvren, Bree was biased against the older Weyr and it's riders though she would, of course, be civil to any she'd met -- being a representative of the Weyr and all that jazz.
"Incredible. All those little dragons, growing inside the shells...reaching out to us like that!" Rillfisher, her bronze, made a grumpy sound that she raised a hand to pat him for. "Yes yes, I know Rillfisher - the egg you came from was amazing too." Charter didn't seem to care, but kept looking at Jarest's trio curiously...when he wasn't sliding his bright eyes back to the gleaming, golden Queen guarding her clutch!
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 9:19 am
"I've n.. never felt anything like that, I was like... m-meeting people but m-more than that. I ...I can't even imagine w-what it must be like to be a fu-full rider." He marveled, being even closer to such an amazing feeling, he couldn't quite grasp it.
"y..your flits are a-a-m-m-mazing too!" He said lifting a hand towards them only to have weft swarm down it and wrap her tail possessively around his wrist.
"W..Weft... I'm j-just being nice, Weave i-isn't jealous...o-or needle. I'm s-sure they all th-think your p-pretty too."
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 7:25 am
She nodded - a Touching was something that only those that participated in (or those that had participated in previously) would understand. The wonder, the excitement...the fear and everything else writhing around in your guts, twisting 'em up until your entire body was taut with excited tension.
"Oh, yeah! Sorry, this big lunk is Rillfisher and the blue's Charter." She smiled at the flit called Weft and offered her hand. "Hello Weft, you're quite the looker, aren't you? And your friends too." She chuckled, flitters were funny creatures, sometimes.
Rillfisher had extended his head briefly towards Jarest's hand, and then hissed at Weft for getting in his way. The bronze flit was big, proud and not afraid of knocking another flit around! Charter was much more timid and obviously kowtowed to the bronze; though he too was interested in the others - his nostrils flairing curiously.
"Come on Jarest, we can change and then I'll share some fish with you for your flits. I think they look hungry."
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 11:29 am
"T-thanks I th-think they'd love that!" He beamed. "Th...the crimson you know but u-hhh... the Brown here is n-n-needle, and w-weave is the b-black!" he said indicating each in turn.
"D... D... Do you think y-you'll impress?" He asked curiously. "I...D-don't know if you c-can tell...b-but... I...it's m-m-my first touching t-too!"
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