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 Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 1:42 pm
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Vesden || High Reaches || He/Him
His breath caught for a moment. Wow... alright then, that was a response. And what a response it was, what an interesting feeling! Confirmation as far as he was concerned, they could probably hear what he was thinking at them. Good, he liked being able to be private about it, meeting these eggs was between him and them, not for everyone else present.
This one was busy-- thinking was as busy as an egg could get he supposed! --so it was time to move on, as much as he enjoyed the "mind feel" of this egg, as he found himself calling it. He gave the shell one last gentle caress as he scanned the rest of the clutch.
I'm Vesden by the way. Have a good hatching, when you're ready...
Where next?
That dark one, he decided. The charcoal shell seemed soft and inviting. Charcoal was a safe, enveloping color and that was as good a reason as any to move in that direction, though when he reached the egg it felt a bit... not welcoming. It felt... well, he wasn't sure? Like it was looking for something? Of course it was, that was a stupid observation. He reached out cautiously and placed the fingertips of one hand against the shell.
Hello? You're watching from your space here in the back, aren't you? I wonder if you've spotted anyone promising yet...
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 2:03 pm
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Lesta / Female / HR
As Lesta’s feet touched the ground at Western Weyr, she felt some of the crushing weight that had been on her heart begin to lift. It would only be temporary until she returned to High Reaches later that day, but still, she could shed those memories like dirty clothes and let herself believe nothing was wrong, just for a while. So it was that when she entered the sands and bowed to the queen and her mate, there was a small, but genuine smile on her lips.
She began with the Green Olive Egg, finding that its relative plainness made it stand out to her in the midst of all the bright colors and markings. Or perhaps it was the sense of welcome it was giving off. Either way, her hand was light as it touched the shell, her thoughts brighter than they’d been in weeks. “Hello, baby. How are you today?”
Kainna / Female / Western
The redhead was more than ready for this. Meeting dragons in their shells one on one, before there was any danger of claws or teeth, was one of the things she looked forward to most in her current capacity as a candidate. Some of them had been rude as all getout in the past, but by now she’d well learned that babies didn’t always know better… though some had grown up and were still little tunnelsnakes, in her opinion.
After greeting the parents and their riders with a friendly but respectful wave and bow, she laid a palm on the Blue Spotted Egg. Hey, there. I’m Kainna. Care to visit with me for a minute or two?
Vitryx / Male / Western
The blond was, of course, following quietly behind Kainna when she entered the Grounds. He was much more reserved, completing his bow with his hands clasped together and a warm smile that showed mostly in his eyes. “Thank you for having us here today,” he said softly, then made his way to the eggs, splitting away from his redheaded friend in the process. He first went to the Bone Egg and delicately pressed his slender fingertips to its shell. “Good day, little one. I’m glad to meet you.” And he meant it, as he did with everyone that he met.
Vasadryx / Male / Western
Vasa’s swagger was evident as he made his way to the scene of the day’s main event. It was always exciting when news came of a new clutch on the sands, even moreso when it was here at home. It was all he could do to keep his pace to a fast walk. He finished off his traditional bow to the parents with a quick salute, an about-face, and a direct course to those eggs.
He chose to give his maiden greeting to one that seemed less “busy” with candidates than some of the others—the Teal and Yellow Spiral Egg. His big hand cupped the top of its shell with a possibly surprising gentleness, as if greeting a friend with a shoulder grasp. “Hey, buddy... or lady. How’s it going?”
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 2:20 pm
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Candidate Aelyx : Western : She/Her
As she listened to what the Egg thought of her, she smiled, gently leaving the shell and standing to move to Huarwar. A gentle run of her hand across his back, and she moved on yet again. The Ace Flag egg. Why not? It might feel bored, but did it want some help with that?
Candidate Wren : Western : He/Him
Well...That was...Uncalled for. Letting out a shaking breath, those lithe fingers ran through his hair as he simply laughed off the Egg's response. Let it believe as it would, Wren would move on. On to the Green Olive Egg. Nothing would shake him, though he did tuck his thoughts from earlier out of the way. This was indeed about the eggs. As he knelt down by the Olive egg, he simply rested his fingers there, slowly letting the egg feel him. Would it judge him in quite the same way? That was what he wondered.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 2:21 pm
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Blue & Black Rosette Egg: The egg seems genuinely surprised, and perhaps a bit unsure with what to do with the excitable boy before it. Instead, it pushes against the others touch tentatively, before recoiling. Be careful out there and watch those flailing hands if you get too excited!
Charcoal Egg For a long moment, the egg is still, almost as if it hasn't registered the touch. But the boy would find himself under the quiet regard of the large egg. How quick this one is to assume its motives... And they only just met. Still, there is no ire, though perhaps bemusement. And then the touch is gone as the being inside retreats.
Night Sky Egg Oh yeah! The wall of absolutely positive-feeling that suddenly washes over Aryale is nothing but pure, unadulterated joy. It pushes itself closer to the touch, as if encouraging her to linger just a bit longer. Of course it'll be a good egg! Best egg. Bestest egg. Better than the best egg. Begg. Baegg.
Candy Cane Egg: The egg seems to perk up at Matotoka's touch and the being inside absolutely leans against that hand, as if beckoning the other closer. A wave of assurance and confidence would fill the other, like a cool breeze on a hot day. Haters always gonna hate. You'll do fine! You'll do great. Just gotta keep clawing your way to the top, little man. If you need some confidence, Candy Cane Egg has more than enough to spare. You're a star, baby!
Bone Egg: The egg almost seems to whirl on Huarwar, but seems to refrain itself from absolutely bowling him over with ire. Great things come in small packages. Would Huarwar judge an egg simply for its size? He is right, it is strong, and it will always be strong. Still, the egg is not angry, intense though it might be. Huarwar has nothing to fear, not while the Bone Egg is here.
Night Sky Egg The egg would immediately turn towards Bukichi and, once again, absolutely overwhelm the other with bright, joyous feelings. Why hello to you too! It absolutely IS an honor, yes, but oh, ho, you're in for a treat today! This egg is Best Egg, and now everyone else is going to be second-rate. So why not just stick around a bit? Hang out? No need to move on. It's an eggcellent day to be here, don't you think? Don't think about anything else but it.
Charcoal Egg: At Vesden's touch, the sensation of being watched would grow more intense. There was still a quiet aloofness about the egg, but the young man would find the mental touch of the dark egg, almost as if it were rummaging about. Whether or not it likes what it finds is unknown. Still, the egg eventually quietly agrees to his assessment. Yes, it watches, and it waits. Whether it's found anyone interesting or not...only time will tell.
Bone Egg: Once again, the bone egg would turn a sharp, almost harsh sensation upon Phyrana's touch, before backing off just as swiftly. This is indeed their time. What an interesting specimen this one is, such a long ways from the mountains. Rest assured, there is nothing to fear within these shells, or within these walls. Be strong, girl, come what may.
Candy Cane Egg Will it take the world by storm? Is the inside of an egg shell dark? Is its mother a dragon!? Of course it will! The question is, will Allamor help this one rise up? For the only way to reach for the stars is to pull down the very skies that hold them.
Teal & Yellow Spiral Egg The absolutely pleasure that would surround Vasadryx was almost overwhelming. Oh yes, hello. It is doing oh so well, but if you would just...touch a little harder, and maybe closer to the top, that would be ever-so-great. Don't be shy. This egg was hoping someone would see how great it is... Now spread the word and get this egg some good loving!
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 2:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 2:52 pm
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Green Olive Egg
Why, she was a perfect darling, wasn't she? The egg regarded Lesta with amusement. Not quite its preference, but certainly nice. Why not go and meet one of its siblings? The egg was fine, of course. It had been an uneventful day so far.
Blue Spotted Egg
A sort of distracted presence surfaced for a moment. Well, it supposed it might visit with her. Just for a moment, though, as it did have rather a lot on its mind.
Ace Flag Egg
... No. Not from her, it didn't. Pass. Hard pass.
Green Olive Egg
It might judge him the same way, if he insisted on thinking of its siblings in such a fashion. Green Olive did not at all appreciate hearing such things. Did it occur to him that mooning over some man might be considered rude, when his thoughts were meant to be on them? But, ah, the egg was sure he didn't mean any harm.
Blue Spotted Egg
Errr. That was all right. It really didn't have a lot it wanted to share. No, thank you. Thank you, but no thank you.
Sunset Egg
Oh! Oh yes, it had found so many good... ... was that... what was that bright colorful feeling over there?
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2019 3:03 pm
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Vesden || High Reaches || He/Him
Unsettling little egg. He chastised himself for the thought as soon as it registered, but it hadn't been a negative thought exactly. The touch of the blue spotted egg had felt more comfortable, something he could get used to feeling all the time. The charcoal egg he wasn't as sure of. He didn't enjoy that feeling of being evaluated like that, it made him anxious, like maybe he'd done something to displease it.
Time to move on. He wished the occupant of the little charcoal egg luck with its hatching before letting his eyes wander the clutch once again. Maybe one of the bright ones? He's been sticking to the dark soothing colors so far, and he knew he shouldn't stick to his comfort zone; there were a lot of eggs, and opposites attract, right?
Alright, a bright one then. Well there was really only one candidate for brightest egg here, wasn't there? The rainbow egg.
Vesden approached the gay flag egg and rested his hand against it gently, finding himself a bit bemused by how dramatic it felt about the situation.
Are you alright in there, little dragon? You feel almost as overwhelmed as I do. It's alright, everyone is here to make choosing easier for you later. There's no pressure today.
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