The Spooky Clutch Touching: Trick or Treat! Open!

[Revel1984]

Farellen smiled and nodded "Thank you Talela, Thank you Vimiath, i'll stay calm, if i can't i'll leave it alone" he promised, glad that Talela seemed strong, for now. He moved towards the Frankenstein Egg, hoping for, but not expecting, a response from it, after what Talela said.  

[Mewsings of An Angel]

Kieza smiled - the torn feeling of wanting to say hello to others and to keep a hold on the girl was an interesting feeling. She did as she was told and smothered the Ghoul Egg with images of sweet bread smothered in honey and roasts fresh from the fire, and simple ripe-to-burst fruits of infinite types. She filled the images with a feeling of delight and comfort. Perhaps you will find me when you greet the world... I'll share everything I can get my hands on, just for you... You are a growing darling dragon after all! You need spoiling! At last, the girl rubbed the surface of the egg oncemore, giving it a warm mental embrace before relinquishing her touch so other Candidates could have their turn.

But she didn't go far, for it was the companion egg's turn, the Wraith Egg. She waited her turn patiently before, laying her palm on the blue surface. She sent out her greeting, continuing the warm feeling of comfort. Hello, beautiful one. You must be a beauty for your shell is like a perfect sky to lay under. She pushed an image of a blue sky wreathed in pale clouds and the warm sun basking down.  

[TheWishling]

It was so happy! She found herself rather fond of the Werewolf's enthusiasm. stroking the egg ever so slightly and sharing in Werewolf's joy. Yes. It was such a playful thing. Whoever had this dragon would be oh so lucky. Letting her fingers leave the shell, she moved on, making her way over to Vampire in curiousity. What would this one be like?  

[BastetAmun]

Henwas

The eggs reaction made Henwas raise an eyebrow. He slowly removed his hand from the egg, but didn't leave. In truth he was a little worried about leaving to find an egg that would show anger to him again. Funny how he didn't care about if another human thought he was mean or got angry at him, but the just irrational anger from these babies threw him off some.

He decided to wait a bit, he had the time and if he didn't have the ability to see all of the eggs, there wasn't any real harm in that. The other request the egg had thrown at him made him raise an eyebrow some. Think about food? Something he liked to eat? He supposed that bubbly pies were his favorite, they had always been he and Huarwar's favorite when they had been children.

Once enough time had passed, or that he had hoped had passed, Henwas placed the tips of his fingers upon the shell of the Ghoul Egg again. He thought of the bubbly pies he enjoyed the most, of sneaking into the kitchen with Huarwar when they had been children and sneaking some after curfew.


Huarwar

He couldn't help but chuckle softly at the Djinn's response. While that may be so. It is only fair to give the rest of your siblings attention. There was no worry of the Djinn seeping into his mind as the Demon had, but Huarwar didn't mind the egg. He bid it farewell after a moment and stayed in the cluster he had already been in, making his way to the final egg of the small group.

His hand touched the black shell of the Werewolf Egg. Was that your lovely voice I heard howling earlier? It was very beautiful. It had been faint as he had been with the Hellhound at that time, but he had heard the howl of the egg.  

[Masterharper]

SilverLutz

The Hunter
It would send Venn one last burst of encouragement before quieting down.

~Kiana_Nala~

The Mummy
The egg would give a small huff. Someone far too important for the likes of you. Now scram! When would this end?!

Waiver

The Demon
The egg would give the equivalent of another laugh. If Gavryl doesn't understand, than perhaps the boy had best think about it and maybe it would become clear. For now -- the egg would release its grip and fade, but Gavryl would get the sense it was watching him, even if the boy moved away.

Avid_RPer18

The Hunter
The Hunter would let its own comfort and assurance flow over Haizea. What concerns you? Feel no pain or fear. Take comfort that the Hunter is here, and none shall harm you. There, there... Relax. Breathe. Pay no heed to the bad eggs out there. She'll be safe.

demon_pachabel

The Hunter
The egg would give an approving look at Lennik and offer it the same comfort it was offering Haizea. Rest then against this egg. You have done well to care for others, and to temper your temper. For now, though, rest here and take shelter against the Hunter -- let the protector be protected.

Smerdle

The Ghoul
The egg's anger would change just as suddenly. OH! Oh, oh, oh, oh! HE LISTENED!! Oh, okay, come here then. The egg supposes you can touch just don't get TOO close to anyone else okay, OKAY! Mmmm. Fish and berries sound wonderful. What's your favorite? Tell it, tell, tell it. Come close and tell it. The egg would wriggle with excitement and lean a bit closer to Oerlen.

Hattaki

The Mumm
The egg would stare at Amra and give a dismissive snort. It likes what it likes and wants what it wants and there are few here that are worth its time. Nobody asked this egg if it wanted to be here. Now do move along.

ShinosBee

The Hunter
If Dolmar expected a warm reception from this egg, he would be sadly mistaken. While it was giving comfort to others, as soon as Dolmar touched it the egg would recoil with a small lurch. How dare you touch its egg! You, who think you are so so well-bred! You are no more worth this egg's time than the mites that bite the dogs at night. Return to it when your heart is worthy! Your intrusion shall not be tolerated or accepted. Your brother might stay but YOU should leave!

The Demon
The Demon would reach out to Falienn with interest and intrigue. Well hello there... Tell me, precious, what secrets have you brought with you? Quite a handful it sees, but quite fun. What does this man wish? Tell it all your hearts desires and the Demon might be able to help him achieve his dreams. Do tell so the might better go to know one another. Lay your burdens and fears down by the Demon and stay.

Meepfur

Teiha

The Mummy
It would get smacked.... and for just a moment, the being in the egg would start. There was a flash of surprise, fear, and . . . pain. It had never hurt within the egg. It had been safe, comfortable, and happy and it had only grown irritable by all the strangers touching it, and forcing their thoughts and wills and desires on it. And now -- it hurt, and it was angry.

How. Dare. She.

The thought grew louder, more angry, more panicke. HOW DARE SHE SMACK IT! HOW DARE SHE HURT IT!!!!

All Candidates, Candidatemasters, Talela, and Vimiath can hear this

THIS ONE HURT IT! THIS ONE HURT IT!! MOMMA! MOMMA!!!!!!!! THIS ONE HURT IT!! HOW DARE SHE! MOMMA!!!! IT HURT! IT HURT! IT HURT!!

The egg would rock and wobble and shake. It would hiss and screech in anger, and it would keen from its "wound" and offense.

Revel1984

Frankensteins Monster
The egg would remain silent and unmoved. It didn't want visitors.

Mewsings of An Angel

The Wraith
It would drift in with its dreamy, feather touch. How lovely, how nice, how--and then drift out again, back to itself and its reveries.  

[Revel1984]

Serfie let go of the egg momentarily as a voice in her head BOOMED, she clamped her hands over here ears and wanted to scream, Someone had hurt an egg?! what?! She held back the scream but stood, Glaring about her, wondering who the shells would be so STUPID as to try and hurt an egg, she saw the egg, rocking and shaking, she seriously thought it was about to Hatch... She laid her hand back on Djinn to steady herself, hearing/feeling it's impression of her and almost laughed "Glad i'm not over there" she said to it and chuckled slightly "i like you too and i would but i suspect things are about to get ugly, it' probably time i left" she said to Djinn before attempting to do just that, as much as she wanted to stay, she wasn't stupid enough to hang around when the dung was about to hit the fan, Especially if she wanted to attend the Hatching later on.

She moved, to get away from the eggs, heading towards an exit off the side, hoping that any second everyone would be too distracted with the impending dramatics, to notice one, small slip of a girl, melting away into the shadows of tunnels leading to the Sands.

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Farellen flinched at the young voice in his head, someone had hurt an egg? He quickly left Frankenstein, who was ignoring him anyway, not that he blamed it, and turned to look behind him, where the Mummy egg he had touched, that hadn't seemed to like him much, was rocking dangerously. "What the Shells did you DO?" he said to himself. Before Vimiath could do anything, he quickly moved to touch the Zombie Egg, hoping that he could get an impression from at least one more egg before they were all swept off the Sands, as surely Vimiath would call a halt to everything now, someone had HURT an egg, he wasn't sure how but it was enough that he saw EVERYONE reacting to the mental screaming from the egg.  

[ChaosTheories]

Jagmund

The Candidate couldn't help but smile at the Hellhound's improved mood, so he gave the egg a little pat before pulling his hand away completely. He quite liked that one, too. It was nice that there were calm and friendly eggs in the bunch to balance out the dramatic, loud ones. And the ones that shunned him for his beliefs. What the Candidatemasters had said was true; they were just babies, and they could be something else once they were able to experience the world.

He considered the eggs he hadn't yet visited for a moment before the Mummy's pounding tantrum hit him like a rock slide. His whole mind was filled with it's voice and he clamped his hands to his head and yelled. Someone SMACKED the egg? Who dared do such a thing? Of course, there were a few around he wouldn't have minded smacking if they were human, but who would smack an EGG?

"What in the sharding hells," he said out loud, glaring at anyone who caught his eye, his hands still on his head. He wasn't very pleased with his fellow Candidates at the moment.  

[Mewsings of An Angel]

Kieza flinched at the sudden feeling of having an angry dragonet keening in your head. Like glass breaking in your mind - and Kieza had to breathe a few long breaths to steady her thoughts. She looked around, and noticed an egg rocking in an angry way and for a moment the girl feared that it would hatch with all it's anger. She lightly stroked the Wraith Egg a moment longer, wishing she too could drift with the little dragon. But alas....

She stood and looked toward the Mummy Egg watching the commotion build as everyone felt it's wrath. Someone had obviously angered the poor dear.

Finally, she stiffened her resolve and moved on, trying to ignore the angry kreening egg for a moment.

She settled her sights on a brilliant teal-colored Gargoyle Egg. She inched her way toward the egg, trying not to step on the toes of other Candidates. Finally reaching the egg, she waited her turn before laying a palm against the egg's surface, marvelling in the beautiful shade it was. She sent out a greeting, Hello, little one... or maybe BIG one is the right way to describe you. Your egg is so large, and very beautiful. She focused her thoughts, trying to send feelings of warmth and greeting despite the angry emotions that roiled through the sands. It was hard not to be influenced, but Kieza had never been an angry sort. Sure, she could get angry.. but there was nothing to be angry about.  

[Revel1984]

Serfie didn't notice the green dragon until it was too late, she was grabbed, unfortunately she also suddenly needed a change of pants, she froze up, all colour drained from her face as she was taken up into the air, briefly before the dragon landed, making sure she couldn't escape. When addressed by the Candidatemaster, she could only numbly nod and squeak a reply, she tried not to tremble, she was scared, terrified, and trapped, her breathing got faster, she was on the verge of utter panic, trying to fight the feeling away. She wasn't dead yet, but she was more afraid of being kicked out. She wanted to cry for help, she wanted Nasath and his rider A'iel ... she wanted her FRIENDS ....

Mx Cherie

for serfie's reaction

ShinosBee

in case Nasath can hear Serfie's panic, totally up to you on that one.

 

[ChaosTheories]

Jagmund

While looking around, he noticed green Zinath pick up Serfie and carry her over to A'ral. What was that all about? Was she the one who had angered the Mummy? He felt anger bubbling up inside him. How dare she do such a thing! He didn't recognise the girl, either. A High Reaches Candidate? Humph, what was their Candidate training like over there?

From a distance, he radiated anger and loathing at her. It was fortunate he had removed himself from touching eggs for the moment.

Revel1984

For mention xD

 

[Ryala]

Ryala

Waiting until she was sure it was ok, Ryala moved over slightly to caress the Frankenstein's Monster egg. Wordlessly, she tried to send it soothing feelings, and memories of relaxing melodies. She hoped that it would help the one within.

From there, she decided to next see the Vampire egg. Gently caressing the beautiful shell, she was suddenly startled by a loud mental howl of anger, that seemed to be emanating from the reddish egg nearby. What had the girl standing at that egg done, to hurt it so? Why would anyone even think about bringing harm to one of the amazing dragons within these marvelous shells?

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Ladellan

Once more, Del's grin returned. Yes, he would always strive to do the right thing. No matter the situation...

His thought was interrupted by a mental blast from the Mummy egg. Jerking his head up in surprise, he searched for the cause... and caught sight of the girl standing next to it. Had she... Had she actually dared to act against an egg? His jaw dropped open in surprise, and he would likely have gone over to give her a piece of his mind, had he not been so certain that Vimiath would seek retribution of her own. And he knew better than to get in her way right now.  

[Sinders Path]

The red head was mollified by Iathe's acquisition to her judgement, at least part of it, besides she was glad of the help to keep the egg in it's place. They were all there for the same reason after all, cooperation was more natural than antagonism. So gathering all her good will she managed a firm and thankful nod at the other younger candidate. She also glanced the way of the young man but the heavy feeling of presence behind her made her stop and turn to face the weyrwoman and her gold.

Roana had started to get used to being around dragons during her brief stay, even fostered a deep affection for the blue dragon that had searched her, but a pissed off queen was another matter entirely. She quailed under the gaze. Her rage had ebbed with the dragons and she couldn't hold the lingering shreds because she knew she had been in the wrong. She looked up into the weyrwoman's kindly wrinkled face. "Thankyou weyrwoman. I don't think I was prepared for how much a dragons emotions could impact me." It was a poor excuse but it was all she had. She bowed her head to the women respectfully and walked away.

She didn't go back to the eggs straight away. Instead she moved to the edge of the sands, near the base of the stands and paced. clenching her hands into fists and unclencing again. Her thoughts tried to organize themselves as she pushed to Marshall her emotions. As she moved back and forth, back and forth she felt she had a better handle on things. Since she was here, she might as well touch a few more eggs and for that she needed a clear head.

Looking up she noticed the pale blue shell of the Wraith egg. It didn't have many candidates around it and the ones that did touch it didn't appear to have any strong reactions. It was as safe a choice as she was likely to get walking close she rested her fingers lightly against it's shell only to flinch away a second later when the Mummy egg began to wail. Ho boy, here we go again.

Maybe it was time to end this touching. She cast her eyes to the big Mama gold and then to the candidate master.

Teiha

Tsunake

Iathe

 

[Meepfur]

After all the others, the response from the Gargoyle was unexpected - respect rather than disapproval or judgement, no sense that it was better than anyone in any way. It was...refreshing, in a way, and eased his roiling mind back into the calm state he was usually much better at keeping it in. Dezerac inclined his head respectfully, sending back his gratitude, before-

Another egg was upset, screaming into everyone's minds about someone hurting it. Instinctively, he took hisnhand from the surface of the Gargoyle. Brilliant. Some people had no restraint! He'd wanted to tell Angel a thing or two, but had held it to himself. What was so difficult about having a little self-control? He hoped, at least, it hadn't been anyone from High Reaches. They should all know better to mind themselves, after the Touching for Uridith's clutch!

He'd be shocked if they weren't all kicked off the Sands after this. With that in mind, he stayed where and as he was, hands on no eggs.

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Yes, it can, Rio confirmed to the Angel. Heroics and grand gestures are all well and good, but at the end of the day it's the little things that can make the biggest difference, for good or ill. The small kindnesses, the careless comments...they can change someone, in time. Was he how he was simply because he'd been born to be this way? Would he always have been as he was now, would he be the same person, if he'd been raised differently by different people? He had often wondered, when he encountered unpleasant or 'bad' people, if they ever could have been good, or still could be if given the chance and the right guidance.

Any further musings, however, were quite cut off by the Mummy's yelling. Oh, dear. Concern and upset that someone would hurt one of the unhatched dragons, intentionally or no, flooded through him, but he very carefully stayed where he was. It would be dealt with by the clutchmother and Candidatemasters, and then...well, then they'd all be escorted away, he was sure.