[Zenobiath's Hatching] In Their Eyes Shine Stars

[SilverLutz]

Rundanrul - W

Well. Now things were getting interesting. A brown had popped out of the Starry Night egg and Rundanrul gave him an appreciative glance. Browns were acceptable. It was the color his beloved grandfather had ridden and was still respectable in rank. Browns could chase and catch queens, after all, and though they might have to work a little harder to prove themselves, enough spunk and fire would show them a road to the top.

But his attention was instantly drawn to the Lump of Coal egg as it shattered its shell and despite his best efforts the well of indignation and offense returned full force. It was a bronze, and a beautiful one at that. A bronze that had told him to find someone more simple and common and didn't think him great enough to be his rider. That bronze was sorely mistaken.

He tried to keep his cool and it seemed the two freshly hatched boys were more hot-headed than he as they began to clash. The other hatching eggs didn't draw his attention, not even as a blue careened through the Candidates, knocking some from their feet. No, he only had eyes for the two battling on the sands. He was eager to see who gave in first.

The mauling that suddenly took place at the hands of a blue made him flinch a bit, though. That was the other egg that had been irritated, hadn't it? It seemed he wasn't on the end of his frustrations and rage, thankfully, but he knew it very well could be him next.

Hopefully Starry Night tired his brother out before then.

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Versha - HR

Oh, now there was some excitement! Vera tried very hard to watch all of the dragons at once, but it was just impossible. She had to giggle softly as she watched the Holly dragon zoom rather clumsily around the sands, clearly delighted to be free of his confines. With the two macho boys puffing up their chests and showing off a bit and the other more friendly and curious blues and green, she couldn't help but feel at peace. This was chaos but it was a promise of the future. All of these dragons would hopefully find Theirs today and grow up to protect Pern. While this was all still pretty new to Vera, she understood the weight of what was happening here.

And if one of the Candidates was being mauled not far from where she stood, well. That was her problem. She kept a watchful eye on that blue, though, and flashed a quick signal to her sister.

Hopefully something less angry than that one. Be alert.

Hattaki

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Fivudal - Healer

It seemed things were going to go all right for a moment. Sure, some of the dragonetts were fighting but that was common. One of the blues was running around and causing trouble, but it seemed most of those wounds were superficial. Other healers were already moving closer just in case someone needed a quick patch, but Fivudal hung back just a moment longer.

Just in time for a blue to fly straight from his egg and onto one of the Candidates.

"Shards," he muttered softly as Ding Dong Bell tore into Miela, no mercy in his bright red eyes. He was already on the move, walking slowly towards the dragon and the other Candidates who would hopefully move away. He couldn't do much until the dragon moved away but he'd be ready to rush in once he did. Hopefully there'd be something left to try to save.  

[demon_pachabel]

Alosha and Niika - Bet Tracking

Alosha looked from the activity to check her notes again - she was sure she'd had a bet related to that egg, so she'd just...

"There," Niika again pointed to it and Alosha shot her a smile before striking it out. There'd not been a gold in that egg! That said....

"You feelin' okay watching still?" she asked Niika, who gave her an almost owlish look for the question. "I'm not queasy from the blood, if that is what you mean," she defended. Though it seemed there would be more of it here soon.

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Faesinger:
Moirath bets that the third green to impress to a girl will not be the third green to impress.
Alosha bets the third green to impress to a girl will be the third green to hatch.

Magna:
The Ding Dong egg will hold a gold AND it will impress to Nala. - LOSS
Alosha is betting that Nalacko will impress one of the first 5 dragons to hatch.

Tatter:
Z'haq bets that five dragons will be Impressed by Western Candidates,
Alosha has bet that the majority of Western Candidates to impress will be girls - more than half.

Z'haq There will be three bronzes shelled. -1/3
Alosha has bet that more than half of the metallics clutched will impress to High Reaches Candidates.

Feylin:
T'of is betting that the average age of the people who actually Impress dragons will be 20.
Alosha bets that the average age of female candidates that impress will be 18

Zaikt:
Kaiator bets that Candidate Haveli will Impress to a male dragon.
Alosha bets that Haveli impresses a dragon that is smaller than the average size listed on the size chart of the front page!

Symm:
1. Ruunan will Impress a green dragon.
Alosha has bet Ruunan will impress a dragon larger than the average size on the Size chart on the front page.
2. More Western candidates will Impress than HR.
Alosha has bet at least 2/3rds of the Weyrlings will be High Reaches Candidates.

Persi:
--Tuelarua bets that Rahmsii will impress in the first half of impressions.
Alosha bets that Rahmsii will impress a dragon who is in the first half of eggs that hatch.
--Tuelarua also bets that bronzes will go to more HR boys than Western ones.
Alosha bets that a metallic dragon will hatch from one of the first 4 eggs to hatch. - Win

Phil:
Soui is betting Dehka will Impress
Alosha bets that if Dehka does impress it is to a male dragon.

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Mailse - Worried Momma

That was her baby! Mailse all but stood up as the angry blue went charging towards her little Miela, biting her lower lip and almost reaching out to grab the arm of the person next to her as her heart lunged up into her chest.

Her baby, her baby!  

[Zaikt]

[kaiator - he/him - HR]

Holly had come so close now--what was he doing? Kaiator couldn't help but snort in quiet amusement as the little Blue clambered over his own limbs, doing an excellent job of getting twisted and tangled simply by virtue of walking. The fight between the Brown and Bronze was still going on in the backdrop, as well as whatever was happening with the other Blue, but Kaiator was focusing on the closest dragon first. There was--yet another Blue bursting out from the first egg he'd touched, and that one seemed more than murderous, to be sure, although Kaiator was glad he wasn't all that near...whoever it was the dragonet had targeted. Those hatchlings were not his problem right now. Closest first, and then anyone else later. It seemed like the most prudent order to him, anyway.

Oh, look at you, beautiful. You've got lovely wings. No harm in showing them off, is there? He hoped the Blue would be able to pick up on the compliment, even through all the hubbub going on around them.
But a few moments later, he realized that he may have been...wrong, somewhat.

It happened--quickly, really. A stumble, and then Haveli wound up with a wingclaw in her--and now the Blue was all over him and Mel as well, still talking to them-- Pain. Ow. s**t. Those claws sure were sharp, weren't they?
He gave a quiet, mostly suppressed hiss of pain as he looked over to where the Blue's wingclaw had struck Haveli, a carefully controlled mask of calm on his face to hide what would absolutely be a grimace otherwise. How bad had he gotten her? Hopefully not terribly--Kaiator really, really didn't want to see someone die in front of him, and especially not someone he tolerated.

"Are all of you alright? You included, little Blue." he asked, slowly reaching over to place what he hoped would be a calming hand on the Blue's shoulder. "We're going to need you to stop flapping for just a moment, darling. That way we can all get sorted out, and then you can go right back to showing off how you deserve."

houllow

medigel

 

[demon_pachabel]

Juhvek

While he wasn't sure what had happened with that angry blue that was charging into the candidates, he couldn't help but put a protective arm out for Nala, Oranie, and Elibrie. If he needed to move any of them he would.

But it didn't seem like they were coming their way.

"Keep that one at least arm's length away unless you are Theirs," he advised, knowing at least two of the young ladies he was standing with had never stood before a clutch before. At least they were getting the full flavor of it all.

Magnadearel

Meepfur

Tsunake

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Kinyegele

Kinye briefly paled as the blue that hatched from Ding Dong egg went charging into another group of candidates, quietly stepping away from it with wide eyes. She wasn't ready to write it off just yet, but she did want to make sure if she, Ionan, and Lusialu needed to hurry out of the way of snapping teeth they could!

It was just a very mad little baby!  

[Zaikt]

[alisaide - they/them/he/him - HR]

There was so much going on--fights, angry dragonets, exploding eggs (and they certainly had the shards and goop on their robes to show for that), and still so much more to come! Alisaide wasn't at all sure how they were going to be able to take it all in. They'd barely managed to dodge when the Holly Blue had come bumbling by, but the sight of such a wonderful hatchling being so close had captivated them completely--dreaming of such a moment and actually experiencing it were two very, very different things, and they would be thinking about this Hatching for quite a long time to come.
The wave of rage very quickly curbed their excitement, even in the face of Alisaide's near boundless enthusiasm. They hated this feeling--it was one they couldn't allow to take hold of them, as they very well knew, and they did everything they could to steel themself in order to focus on the hatchlings. Calm, careful, steady. They could do that. There was no place for rage in their heart, anyway.  

[Spockat]

Rahmsii - [he/him] - HR

Clearly, it wasn’t the tussling pair on the sands he needed to worry about. It seemed no amount of reassurances and acting carefully could redirect rage untethered. He was too busy keeping tabs of the cat fight of brown and bronze, to see the blue dragon before it very nearly smacked into him. He was still standing near to front of Miela, being awfully in the way. Nevermind that he sort of took up more than his fair share of space…

A call, perhaps a warning was crushed out of him with the force of impact. In felt over in a second, hours - nothing in between. Soft flesh peeled under dragon claws and snapping jaws. Soft and delicate. How many times has he pressed his own teeth to skin, watching flesh knit to heal on white around his fingers? Only to feel bigger, sharper dragon teeth dig into him. Panic rippled through him, numbing pain.

The rank scent of his own blood filled his nose, the taste of it filling his mouth from biting his tongue in surprise.. He was quick enough to raise his arms, protecting vulnerable parts. The back of his forearms, the soft flesh of his stomach bearing most of the brunt as he was clawed out of the blue’s way, and shoved roughly to the ground. Rahmsii could have done nothing to protect the younger candidate, except hopefully tire some of its rage (or maybe just sharpened his claws on the way, if he thought about it). It echoed with the sounds of the bronze and brown tussling.

It was.. Bad.It hurt, plain and simple. Not nearly bad as Miela if the sound of savaging he couldn’t bear to turn his head to was anything to judge by. He could feel the dragons splintering rage. Was it worth it? To draw blood? To feel so angry? For ichor and blood to mix on these sands? Rahmsii ground his teeth in jaw, picking himself back up off the sands. Filthy, white robe ripped at his middle, and stained with blood. He wasn’t torn open wide.. Bleeding wasn’t seeping. He gave himself a once over. It throbbed, but certainly other things hurt more. He just couldn’t think of them right now. He could stand. He’d deal.  

[houllow]

Haveli

Pain. She'd been telling Mel and Little Boy to watch out when suddenly, pain. How could she have not seen it coming with how the baby had stumbled before? There was no doubt his wings and claws and everything else were going to cause issue and well, she got it. It took some force to fully knock her down, as Haveli was a bit sturdy and this was a baby, but the stab into her thigh served as an open and welcoming invitation to make her buckle down. Mel and Kaiator had been shoved away by her as best she could before the drop, either unconsciously or with purpose. Haveli wasn't the sort to protect others, or so she tried to make herself believe.

It didn't matter though, she was down and bleeding quite profusely from the gash to her thigh. Color instantly drained from her face as she debated what to do - she couldn't shove the baby off of her. Candidates were told to accept what was happening, and she could feel something as another egg hatched and the rage came. What was with the blues in the clutch? Or this clutch as a whole? It certainly wasn't boring and she wasn't...hurt and alone this time. This hadn't been her fault.

"You're....fine. Accidents happen, and...yeah. Yeah it can be. I..think when I first learned to walk I kept falling on my face instead of my rear." It was weird how clear her mind was as she sort of broke the rules and placed a hand on the struggling blue. "Sorry, just hang on and I'll get us both up." Maybe her calmness in dealing with this came from being an older sister, or the fact again that she wasn't alone. At Kaia's words and actions she couldn't resist a jab, knowing full and well he wasn't talking to her. "From Tunnelsnake to Darling, is it?"

With the dragonet calming and the throbbing in her leg pressed back (she had more important things to worry about) Haveli struggled and managed to get the dragonet out and off of her, all the while using the gentlest touches and thoughts she could imagine. There was no hiding or denying she wasn't going to be able to properly stand on her own two feet, not with the river of red that gushed down the front of her robes, but she was fine. This wasn't anything that could take her out of the action. Once they were back on her feet she gave a soft and affectionate final usher. "Try to be a bit more careful, okay? Baby steps are fine for now, so use them wisely to find yours."

She would wait until the baby was moving away or what not before allow herself to collapse back down, unable to support weight with her left leg wounded as it was. A nasty gash, but hardly anything more, and Haveli finally let go of the breath she'd been subconsciously holding.

Uta

for baby blue!

Zaikt

medigel

 

[faesinger]

Heleste - High Reaches she/her

Celeste gave the two a look of, not contempt, maybe exasperation. “I don’t think you really even know which ones I was talking about.” She told Ilzerin. The leggy blue was being cute again. Fine. She would acknowledge the fight. She finally let go of the man’s arm and turned to properly take in the mess. Then another baby hatched! “You were right. Another metallic. Can you tell which?” She said to Jemi.

meepfur

Shaddaling

 

[dawns_aura]

Lelte / HR She/Her

Lelte was startled to feel the nuzzle of the little green. That wasn't normally a thing was it? But she did offer a pat to the head and a gentle laugh as she gently pulled her other arm from her brother's grasp. See no harm here, no need to offer help with that.

'It's alright, I'm fine. You're fine, little green.' There was a pang in her heart as she realisd the green wasn't for her, but she sent waves of affection and sweet thoughts to the dragonet along with her words.


Tandry / HR He/Him

He might not have heard the green's words to Lelte, but as she laughed and moved to pull her arm away, he did not put up a fight. He did not wish to hurt her, nor cause any scene where there was already enough with the bronze and brown fighting, little holly blue clumsily winding his way through the crowd of candidates, another blue that seemed to be charging a specific candidate... no, better to try to refocus, and to stay out of the commotion, and offer protection and safety to those nearby who might need it.

 

[Smerdle]

Rykin

That was... not what he had expected at all. He'd touched the Ding Dong Egg for a brief moment, but he had left it alone just as quickly, convinced that whoever was inside wouldn't be particularly interested in him. Rykin backed away from the attack even as his anger rose, his thoughts an uneasy mix of panic and self-preservation. He had a fleeting thought that he should defend his nieces before he clenched his fists and stood his ground. They had a fine protector already.

 

[Hattaki]

Miela

It was exactly what she had feared when the voice roared into her head. It had been brewing on what had happened between the two of them this little blue. Truly, it was fitting that it was a blue that decided to show her what strength and power was, but she knew in that moment that she wouldn't walk away from this.

"You all should have stayed away." Her voice came out as nothing more than a squeak as she watched the blue tear towards her violently, with death glowing in it's bright eyes as it did so. He... did so. She should have known that it wouldn't be a bronze, which was what she'd thought it would be, a bronze that was worthless to her, as they were for all female candidates to even dream of as it would never happen. But this blue was neither hers nor coming towards her with good intent.

Anyone that might have stepped before her she missed, her eyes were locked on those bloody red eyes, watching them swirl with hatred. She put her arms up, knowing it wouldn't help, but it cushioned some of the impact as the dragon, not much smaller than her own diminutive height, smashed into her and sent her to the sands. Claws raked over her body, ripped through skin that hadn't ever been touched by such violence before and blood ran across those claws, the sands, splattered with the vehemence of the attack across any candidate near her.

Agony was the only feeling that she had, the only thing that mattered as her nerve endings screamed from the assault. Darkness hedged at her mind as a claw found the side of her head, slashing down over her face. Miela hadn't even realized that she was screaming until she heard it as if it was coming from somewhere else. Dragons were proud creatures and this one just showcased that splendidly, but she had no time to think, had no understanding other than horrible searing pain that was edging towards blackness with every moment the blue continued to repay her words with violence.


Weak.

As the human brain could, it shut off to disconnect her from the pain and her eyes, closed tight fiercely until now, opened with a glazed look to them. How much blood did the human body have again? Her brain couldn't start up.

"He...lp."

Uta

The starts of shock for you. XD

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Verica

While she was watching all the dragons about her, curious about who would choose who and what might happen for she and her sister, while still being welcoming despite the fight? Verica wasn't completely focused on them. The mauling had her head swing over to glance at a bit and she moved her hands to send a message back to Versha. They would move if that little blue came towards them with anything other than rainbows in it's eyes. But it was unbonded and so dangerous, it wasn't the dragon's fault, surely.

Still, maybe she could focus on one of the friendly, non-violent ones, like that scared little blue? Her heart went out to it and she pointed a bit for her sister to focus on something positive.

Veri's hair was on end though and she kept track of where the violence was even while she focused on the good she was seeing all over.

SilverLutz

 

[Meepfur]

Ilzerin - he/him

"Mm, I'll save it just for you," he promised, bringing up his free arm to tap long fingers against his temple in an indication that he very much intended to remember. The fight, meanwhile, was getting serious: even though he was pinned, the bronze had the brown by the throat. They were not pulling any punches, not at all. He wanted to doubt that they would go so far as to kill each other, but...

"Think what you like." Ilzerin shrugged in response to the other girl, rolling his arm once she let it go. Though he wouldn't bother to explain it, he wasn't uninterested in or dismissive of the other dragonets; his keen focus on the fighting siblings wasn't due to their colors, but to the fact that, to him, it didn't seem right to ignore such violence, especially as it worsened. It was a grave, grave matter, and he wouldn't belittle it by pretending it wasn't happening just because it wasn't nice and happy. He would have felt just the same if it had been a blue and green going at it.

He knew well what it was like to hate and fight one's own family.

Shaddaling

faesinger