Whren gave the egg a polite thank you before removing his hand. He had been distracted. He tucked his hair back, looping it under his shirt color and out of the range of his fingers.
He moved slowly through the clutch and paused at a purple egg with lightling like jagged marks. He set his hand down on the Color of the wind egg and let his mind open, waiting.
Contented with whatever the egg had decided to do, Soui chose to move on. There was no more point in trying to force anything, not when she didn't even know what she wanted to tell or be told. Thanking the egg for its time and hoping to see it again, she moved through the clutch before coming to settle on a large egg near the back of the clutch. There was a feeling of contentment that settled into her, but it also felt strange. Not so much content, to her mind, as ...accepting? It was a sensation Soui knew quite well, one of more or less knowing your place. Or was that all in her imagination? Either way she approached the Hufflepuff Egg and placed her hand atop it, sending a warm greeting.
"Are you really okay back here? Don't you want to be with the rest?" She rubbed her hand over the shell, as if to soothe. "It's almost okay to be back here though, so you know if someone comes to see you they came for you specifically."
Pleased that this interaction was set to calm her nerves after his accident with the blue (the egg somehow seemed to think it wasn't anything personal), Yurastar felt a bit better and offered his appreciation to the miniature pep he'd been given. He was a calm sort by default, having been used to such overwhelming personalities in his home, but that didn't mean he could handle a dragon's upset and shrug it off like most. "You're kind, thanks."
With that he stepped away and moved to touch a nearby egg, then another, before coming to pause on the When You Wish Upon A Star egg. There was something about this one that drew his eye and now, his hand. "Hi there. Being careful not to bump in to you."
While it filled some part of Haveli with pride knowing that Arlie would choose being with her over doing something alone it also sent a small flag of warning. Others seeing her being so kind could try something, anything, and although Haveli can handle most things she would not allow Arlie to endure them. Not again, not anymore, not ever. But still, a chance for a (semi)peaceful touching with her sister at her side was welcome, even if she needed to remain a bit distant. For the sake of the eggs and Arlie, of course. "I don't mind if you want to come with me. Have you been to the other clutch yet? There are a few more here I want to touch before I move on."
If she moved on at all, that is. Slowly she started to move, her steps carrying her over to a large blue and silver egg she'd seen people touch for. She raised her hand as though to touch...but turned and moved towards a larger, redder egg instead. With her choice now placed on the Gryffindor Egg, there was no particular greeting involved in this touching. A simple "I am here." perhaps but nothing more.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2018 4:50 pm
Rylyrr -High Reaches Weyr- He/him
Rylyrr lingered a bit longer with the dark green egg before stepping back. He stretched slightly and felt a bit lighter. The reaction had been a bit... intense.
He walked around the clutch considering before setting a hand on the Felix Felicis Egg.
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Andranis
Crucio Egg
Did Tarnaria think that ensuring that its choice was right was frivolous? Surely, if her life had depended upon making a choice she might be a bit choosy. Speaking of such a thing, the hand upon it did not please. The egg sent back a surge of displeasure. She could certainly move along. It did not need anyone's approval, nor the platitudes that she offered.
Meepfur
Expecto Patronum Egg
Being on one's guard was all well and good, but the companionship that Talis looked for in a dragon would be absolute. Was she prepared to accept that her life was no longer her own? Was she prepared for the great responsibility, as well as the mind that would be shared? Was she prepared to no longer have to glance behind her shoulder?
BastetAmun
Poor Unfortunate Souls Egg
Look at you, the egg whispered, swimming through Tahirah's mind with ease. A clever girl with a clever tongue... did she think to win a prize for herself? If she wanted to secure a future here, the egg could do that. What did her heart desire?
NovaCracker
Friends on the Other Side Egg
Amusement rippled through the egg. Why yes, it was having a grand time! Come, tell it what it is you want, and they can come to an agreement. Did she want a glimpse of her future, perhaps? Maybe it knew which egg was destined for her.
Hufflepuff Egg
It.
It...
It. it wasn't... it wasn't beautiful like that, it wasn't... it wasn't ready, please.The other eggs were lovely, and they were right over there. She wouldn't have to look far. Oh dear, oh dear!
A strong sense of mounting anxiety emanated within the egg, to the point where the clutch's mother, Rhianth, raised her head again.
Shaddaling
Nimbus 2000 Egg
Yesss! Yesss! YESSS! Oh yes, this was what it wanted to hear! It wanted to go flying right now! Could they go right now? It had momentarily forgotten about its sulk over Firebolt, delighted to have a new companion who wanted to talk about flight.
I'll Make a Man out of You Egg
It was rather simple, really, what was going on. One of its siblings had gotten wind that a Candidate was not feeling at his best. And so, the drama had unfolded. Not that the egg blamed its sibling. Papa was just wonderful, and inspired them all to aspire to his greatness.
Avid_RPer18
Expecto Patronum
No, the egg decided. It had certainly seen enough to respect her. The egg gave Solameya a sense of approval, quieting shortly after. It was a long day for eggs, after all, and even Expecto Patronum had a limited amount of energy.
Prism Shine
Someday My Prince Will Come Egg
Oh! Ohhh! The egg gushed with excitement over Cavera's terribly romantic attachment to the Searchrider. How splendid! Oh! Oh, it just hoped that their love would be eternal. Swoooon!
ShinosBee
Expelliarmus Egg
Yes! Yes, there was. A sober, strident presence within the egg greeted Zelaya. They were a good and dutiful child, and it certainly appreciated such a thing. Please, do enjoy meeting its siblings. There were things to be done, and matters to be attended to, but they might spend a little time in such a pleasant mode.
Hufflepuff Egg
Falienn moved away at just the wrong time, it seemed. The little egg cried out within its shell for shelter. Maybe someone could cover it up with sand, so that it wasn't quite so noticeable.
Slytherin Egg
Smugly amused by its siblings plight, yet still fond of the other, the egg nudged Falienn slightly. This one seemed to have potential, yet no desire to rise up. Interesting. He was certainly capable enough. What was stopping him? He seemed frightened of its mother, which was... well, understandable enough, it supposed. Did he have a similar situation, perhaps?
Amortentia Egg
Oh, don't worry about Sectumsempora. That egg didn't want to be near anyone. It was getting precisely what it wanted. Speaking of wants... Amortentia had a want to be touched with a bit more tenderness. Perhaps they might adore upon it a little more?
Tsunake
Crucio Egg
There were horrors in this woman's past, the egg realized. Instantly fascinated, it grabbed them sharply from her, peering deeply within her soul as though she had no barriers at all. But it only wanted to look. What harm could it do to her that had not already been done?
Nimbus 2000 Egg
Yes, it was. Except when they were rude and thought about other eggs in its presence. Pout, pout, pout!
houllow
Poor Unfortunate Souls Egg
The egg... struggled with that want. It had a powerful need to manifest some sort of solution, yet... how could it make it so that she didn't need to wear shoes? Take them off? it suggested.
Meepfur
My dear, sweet child, the egg crooned, reaching out to Akaris almost before she touched its shell. Was she frightened? Come bask in its depths - and oh, how deep this egg went! To the very, very bottom of the abyss, where she might find the solution to all of her problems. It wouldn't ask for much in return. Just everything that she was.
Rian-chan
Hush. There is nothing amiss. Merely rude Candidates who lecture my children... and a child who didn't want to be touched. Rhianth coiled about Sectumsempora, regarding the goings on carefully, aware that her child still wanted to lash out at her. All was well, however. She was much too big to be harmed by an infant.
I'll Make a Man out of You Egg
They had some things in common, the egg decided. However, he seemed rather... full of himself. Humility would suit him better. Perhaps he might learn a lesson or two through his time as a Candidate.
stella cinere
Slytherin Egg
Nothing stood in its way. Nothing at all. There were only things that thought that they were in its way. It enjoyed being admired, and blossomed slightly under such attention.
Amortentia Egg
Oh my, yes! Such as himself, dear boy! Oh please touch it again. It was having such a splendid time. Maybe he'd linger for awhile. It wouldn't mind having some good company. Was he in love?
faesinger
Death Eater Egg
Did she know how to sit still? The egg doubted it. Unlikely that she shared even a shred of its own vision... but it would let her touch it all the same. It came from a most distinguished line, and had certain standards.
Friends on the Other Side Egg
Well hello there, the egg seemed to say. It was quite pleased to meet him! He had just the right sort of energy... and perhaps something to offer the egg. Don't worry - it would never expect him to give it away for free. What can the egg do for him?
medigel
Slytherin Egg
Power. Power thrummed through the Slytherin egg, filling its mind with its siren song. Oh yes, power was no stranger to Slytherin! In fact, that might very well be its most sought after desire.
baby_gwing
Expecto Patronum Egg
As desired as the egg was, it still lit up when it felt his hand upon its shell. Greeting him with a brush beneath his hand, it suffused his mind with thoughts of security and safety. It was a protective egg and searched for others to defend, as well as those who were its like.
Sinders Path
Expelliarmus Egg
If it was, would it tell him? It was no one's business who it liked or did not like, surely. Huff.
Aukai Oceansoul
Slytherin Egg
Wise of him to figure that out. The Slytherin certainly hadn't harmed anyone so far. People were just so dramatic sometimes. But it had plans. It wanted to go places. Did he?
I'll Make a Man Out of You Egg
... When had she decided that it needed a man? The egg seemed a bit confused by her thoughts. It... hadn't really brought that up at all, had it?
Akina Tokuwa
Expecto Patronum Egg
A burst of sympathy met Calla's touch. Don't be afraid, came the whispered half-formed thought. She was safe. So very, very safe. Safe, secure, and never to be harmed. It protected her, sheltered her... welcomed her.
-_Wish of Tevarae_-
Expelliarmus Egg
Well, it was different. It pushed back at her, greeting her with the same intensity that she bestowed upon it. The egg was quiet, giving very little away. Still, there was the sense that it seemed to be pleased enough to meet her.
Teiha
Someday My Prince Will Come Egg
Oh! Wow! He had been to... to so many exotic places, hadn't he? It was fascinated. The egg, after all, had only been to one - the Sands, after being safely tucked away inside of its mother.
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Hufflepuff Egg
The mounting anxiety within the egg crested, and the Hufflepuff egg wobbled slightly, as if trying to get away. It couldn't cover itself in sand, which it desperately wanted to do. No! Please, no... it. It didn't want to be closer, it didn't... it wasn't...
It wasn't ready!
Papa! cried the little egg, reaching out to Kronoseth for comfort.
Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2018 5:29 pm
Vosin/Killakeeth
For the most part, things where proceeding smoothly. No one had been kicked out as far as she could tell. Her and with Killakeeth looking through her eyes, they were making private wagers on the eggs. Which candidates seemed to linger around which eggs? No one really linger lingered, but it was fun to try and guess. She'd heard rumors that the betting woman with the firelizards had stopped by. There was rumors someone was taking bets. She wasn't going to tell Killakeeth. The dragon loved making bets.
Vosin smiled as one of the candidates she'd brought over joined her up in the stands. She made an soft agreeing noise in the back of her throat. "Aye. The eggs are so much more.... basic? Or primal perhaps. I never knew Killakeeth was for me when I touched her egg. She threw everyone off by flirting with a boy before she Impressed to me." She chuckled remembering the moment. "She was sitting in front of a boy with rainbow eyes. People just about choked thinking she'd impressed to a boy. Instead she called me over."
"What do you think of these eggs? Both clutches are pretty impressive." She was interested to hear his opinion on the eggs. Everyone always felt differently.
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Candidate Makimton
Makim smiled at the shy egg. Of course he wanted to touch it! He doubted there was any way this egg and its beautiful growing dragon could possibly disappoint him. He was more likely to disappoint it, which he didn't want to do. "You find a good rider out there," he murmured softly to the egg.
From Hufflepull, he swung around to find himself facing Felix Felicis Egg. Was this to be his lucky day?
Candidate Nalacko
The young candidate was stumped by Go the Distance. What did she want to be? She'd just started standing. Nalacko wasn't sure herself even. Be a dragonrider? Or a simple weyr worker? Definitely not her father. Maybe her mother. She'd love to make her friends happy. But mostly she wanted to be happy herself.
Nala patted the egg farewell until it's hatching time. She moved around the back of the clutch until she reached Friend Like Me Egg.
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Zelaya - They/Them They offered Expelliarmus another pat—a fond one, in the face of their shared apparent attitude—but no more. It was nice to be told they were doing right, but they still had right to do yet. Many eggs to touch and visit. It was good to know these hatchlings seemed business-like. There was a hard life ahead, but an honorable one, and one that had to be lived.
Now on a whim they crossed to the other clutch. Which egg? They spent little time in debate before shifting to slide hands along the shell of Let It Go. Hello there, little one. What’re you thinking of all this?
Falienn - He/Him The sudden battering of emotion and sensation from both Hugflepuff’s outcry and Slytherin’s nudging curiosity (and concern?) made Falienn snatch his hand back quickly from the green and silver shell. Seeing Rhianth’s head snap up a moment later and—nope. He glanced at Orri before cutting a quick path towards the other clutch. He didn’t look back at whatever the fuss was, but he was careful to avoid contact with Hufflepuff as he went—having gotten the distinct feeling it would rather not be being touched just then.
Instead, once he was sure he and Orri hd gone to the relative same batch of eggs, he reached out to gently card a hand over Once Upon A Dream. It felt vaguely distracted, which suited him just fine. It would take a minute for his heart to stop hammering anyway. The gentle and pretty look of the egg helped, at least, as did a few quiet slow breaths.
medigel
Meztli - Any (but currently They/Them/He/Him) Oh alright alright. They slid both hands lightly over Amortentia’s shell for a few more moments. “That better?” Still, they ought not linger... Another egg caught their eye before long, and with a last rubbing pat, they left the egg to cross to Ravenclaw. “Alright in there? Can’t imagine being that tightly curled up. Don’t your legs and wings get cramped?” They didn’t even have wings, but they ached just imagining it. Still, it was a very pretty shell...
How long since her life had really been her own? Not since she had been caught and thrown to the mines. In moments of defiance, maybe, in the choice to resist and be punished for it, but even then... And now she owed her life to High Reaches. Not that she absolutely had to stay, or did so merely out of a sense of obligation - no, she did want this. She might never have been a girl who dreamed of dragons, not for the power or status or even purpose they mgiht grant, but once the chance had been offered to her... She knew very well that alone, she could only fail. Not for lack of trying, but for lack of someone to trust, someone to stand back-to-back with, so that she didn't have to look over her shoulder. One girl against everything and everyone that was wrong was not enough, and she'd learned that the hard way.
Yes. Talis was prepared. She took her hand from the Expecto Patronum Egg and nodded to herself as she backed up a step. She was prepared, ready not to be alone anymore - and wanted, in the carefully guarded depths of her mind, never to be alone again. She took a moment to look over Rhianth's clutch one more time, then made her way to Fianth's, and an egg quite unlike any of its siblings. Not at all offput by its decidedly grisly appearance, she bent to touch the Be Prepared Egg, so that it might get a look at her if it so desired.
Arlie nodded. "No worries. I was there until I came over here." Which probably meant she was about to miss Haveli switching over, but...She could move on without her sister for a bit now, right? Just a touching at base to recharge and handle the rest of the Touching.
Well, she thought she could, anyway. But the moment Hufflepuff started to exude anxiety, Arlie was quick to follow at her sister's heels, heart hurting. She might have helped had she felt braver, but not now. Instead she took to an egg close to Haveli's choice, Lumos, where she unconsciously began to vent some of that worry. They weren't hurting the eggs being there, right? She so desperately wanted to be sure, as this was her first Touching.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2018 6:38 pm
Siv
Oh, this egg was a clever little one -- and it understood some things weren't free and was - hopefully - not making empty promises. Siv liked that, though fortune telling sounded a bit difficult. Still, a clever little eghg. She approved of such things, and Siv crooned a moment proudly at it, beaming. Clever, clever egg -- and she knew it was going to go far, the Candidate stretching before moving to move on, glancing around before stretching. Perhaps time to move and meet that other clutch?
Yeah, that sounded like a good idea, and Siv turned, humming as she began to walk across the sands. Honestly, it was a good day so far. The eggs were neat to meet in this form and the teenager was more than happytoi see as many as possible, and it was with a calm, easygoing gait that she took the time to cross the sands to the other clutch, studying the eggs sebveral moments. Oh dear -- were things going wrong here, too? Well, that wasn't a good thing, the mother was on alert, and so to be safe, Siv bowed a greeting once again, making sure her hands were exposed before approachuing the clutch, humming.
So many eggs, so many, and Siv rubbed her chin, eyes running over each analytically. Where to start? After all, there were so many Siv wasn't sure she'd reach them all. Finally, though, she moved, drawing near to the clutch and placing her hand on Gryffndor calmly. Siv hummed a moment, waiting.
Busy day, today. Having fun Ihope?
Amila
Oh... Oh no. OH NO. Amila hadn't meant to upset Hufflepuff at all, the girl losing herself in awe of the egg so she didn't... And soon Hufflepuff wasn't the only one beginning to well up with Anxiety. All of the releif and excitement and hope washed out like a waterfall, and Amila backed away, slow and somehow, styeady, arms drawing close as she moved away from the egg very slowly. She was beginning to shake, and internally the young woman was beginning to feel pricks of hot tears on the corners of her eyes. Oh no, she really did it now. She really was doing badly wasn't she, and the candidate was quick -- but careful! -- to remove herself to the space between the clutches to give the egg as much room as it needed. She was a bad person, letting her delight upset anybody. Amila, however, needed to find a place to huddle up away from others, the candidate highly distressed and angry with herself, soon dashing to a space by the entrance and she soon balled up as small as possible, managing not to make a noise, but she did make herself small trying to bury the crying. She didn't mean to upset anybody, but here she was, and she was going to cry it out here away from the eggs to avoid doing MORE damaghe and just try not to be seen, thank you very much.;
Like a fluttering bug entranced by a glow, Akaris drew even closer to the brightly-marked egg. The comfort it offered, a refuge from fear - and not just a refuge from her problems, but a remedy for them. She tried so hard, and had been trying for so long now, but for all the steps forward she'd made, it always felt like she took some back. And she was so tired of being afraid, and of carrying the shame that she hid in her heart...
She might well have stayed there with Poor Unfortunate Souls, the rules she had been so carefully minding forgotten, if not for Fianth's voice. The tones of the gold, however gentle, startled her out of her reverie, and she took a reflexive step away from the egg to stare wide-eyed at the pale Queen. But it was...it was okay. She meant well. Akaris released a breath, and bowed her head in respectful, silent gratitude. She did appreciate the encouragement, and, though it had been pure coincidence, the timing was probably for the best. She spared a lingering, tempted look for the plaid egg, then forced herself to let it go and step a bit further way as she collected herself yet again. Eventually, though it would bring her just a bit closer to the clutchfather, she moved inward, to the soothing grays of the You'll Be In My Heart Egg.
D-Drown? Orri couldn't help but chuckle a little, though he then sent an apology; dying wasn't funny, but imagining anyone getting fatally wounded in the hot springs was impossible. At worst someone would complain about the needles in their back, or forget to hydrate. But he sent a warm goodbye to the egg nonetheless, hoping it had a good day. (Whatever that meant to Dementor.)
He caught Falienn's eye, but before he could ask a question the other man had already darted for the other clutch. Hufflepuff seemed to be kicking up a fuss, though, so it was probably best to avoid the egg and move on anyway. Poor Falienn, though, he seemed like a nervous herdbeast just then. Orri quickly followed after him, though just like with the egg, he decided to give him space for a moment. It was a new clutch of eggs and a lot more chances at interesting, forceful personalities. But he'd stay close by, just in case.
Go the Distance was large and had a sense of want about it that drew him in. Orri pressed his hand to it with a friendly hello, wondering what it wanted to do once it out was of the egg. Did it already have a plan in mind?
Arc almost closed his eyes to listen to the song...but no. It felt good to be in sync with someone on something so pure and simple, but he knew a candidate shouldn't linger. And he already had with Avada Kedavra. Nothing could be promised, not yet. But he tapped the egg's shell, as if to bow his head to someone familiar, and moved on.
With long strides, it was easy to move to one side of the clutch, where a dark green egg laid. Forbidden Forest held menace and mystery alike, a combination that Arc felt compelled to visit and understand or, at least in this case, to feel. Danger in and of itself hadn't visited his heart in so long. Thread was a plague, yes, but one that you could begin predicting, charting. In the past, the ring had offered him the thrill of an unknown opponent, and while he of course wasn't expecting to combat an egg, Arcadin missed this feeling of not knowing, of plunging into dark unknown and having knowledge cut into him with its teeth.
What secrets did this young one hold? It was hypothetical, an alternative to a simple hello that he found bland and repetetive.
Positive Trait List Perceptive, Steadfast, Loyal Negative Trait List Guarded, Judgmental, Foolhardy
Calla's hand lifted off the egg with a nearly inaudible gasp. She had felt, had heard the little dragon inside -- and it had comforted her. Weren't they the ones who needed comfort? She didn't say anything, just stroked the egg one last time with appreciation, smiling for the first time since she had set foot on the Sands. It hadn't been intentional, but she seemed to have started with the exact egg she needed to put her mind right. She did feel better, though of course not totally out of the woods. But still, what a lovely way to start.
There was another clutch to go, and Calla had touched a grand total of one egg. A couple were already in time out. With perhaps no other reason than it was in relative proximity to her, Calla took a few shuffling steps to rest her palm against the larger surface of the Felix Felicis. Once more, she waited, a bit more curiously than she had been with Expecto Patronum. What would this egg bring?
Helaku smiled gently at Auror and gave the striped grey shell the faintest soft rub of a hand. That's a good goal, and soon you'll be able to hatch and help others too. I'll look forward to it. But he had to go now...but what was this? The distress of the Hufflepuff egg so nearby was almost palpable, and the Candidate rushing away from its shell was hard to miss. As much as he wanted to take that step closer, to help, he fought back the urge. Its parents would be better at soothing it, surely, and maybe he could come back in a few minutes with some nice warm thoughts and feelings. He could wait a few minutes, right? Yes. In the meantime he was to do what he was supposed to be here to do, which was to touch eggs and meet the little ones inside.
He wanted to stay nearby, though, so he didn't go far. Resting his hand on the smooth grey shell of the Expecto Patronum egg, he tried to clear his mind of distractions and offer a greeting. Hello there.
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