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Teiha

PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:36 am
Vimiath

The Banshee’s keen felt like a white-hot stab in Vimiath’s mind, but she stayed where she was, poised to collect Akaris under her wing.

She had never mothered a clutch such as this one, but knew on an instinctual level that there was nothing she could do, short of risking being the cause of her children going between. She gave Ryala an apologetic look, but could not interfere.

And all the while her hearts cried out for the Angel, willing the infant to hold on.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:37 am
Martirae

While not the kind who enjoyed deferring to another's judgement, Marty knew when to let someone who seemingly knew what they were doing take control. She took up the boy's legs, rising to her feet and carefully followed the lead of the other two candidates towards the edges of the sands - where it seemed a rider was already coming to meet them to take the boy from their care.

She nodded as the bluerider took the boy off towards where the healers were already at work before stepping back to look at the two other candidates who had joined her with a deep sigh. "This is a sharding mess." she said, tone darker than she meant it to be before she looked back to the fray.

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(Hi, I tried to resolve the fact that everybody did everything this way XD MEET INT HE MIDDLE, everybody helped. biggrin )  

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:37 am
Skylla

She was glad to hear that G'ryl would be ok and would be up and able for the feast. Though her attention did turn to Sarcoth as he showed his wounds and scratches to her. She knelt down in front of the little hatchling, giving him a once over and nodded her head. "I don't think they will scar, they seem to be mostly superficial. Let's get them cleaned off so nothing can get them infected, alright?" She was making sure to ask this of him, wanting to make sure it was ok and that he would be ok. He was bonded but his bonded was wounded and she was sure he was worried about him as well.

Getting the materials she needed, she went about beginning to clean the cuts and scrapes he has. "This will sting for a moment." As she worked she couldn't help but smile. "You certainly are a very brave and strong brown. It is going to be interesting to see how you and yours grow this turn. I'm Skylla, by the way, one of the assistant Weyrlingmasters, so if you need anything feel free to come to me."

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:40 am
~Phayton~

Looking over his shoulder, Phayton watched as a few Candidates tried to help the fallen white dragonet. Poor little thing... he thought, close to tears. He squeezed Jailla's shoulders; what should he do? What COULD he do?

He decided he should help. He had to. It would be horrible for a dragonet to go between during a Hatching. "Stay here," he told Jailla, "stay safe. I'll be back." Leaving her in what he hoped was a safe spot, he ran across the sands to where the three Candidates were trying to staunch the ichor seeping out from the white hatchling's wounds. "What can I do to help?" he asked, kneeling next to the alarmingly still dragonet.

~Kiana_Nala~

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:44 am
Henwas

A bluerider suddenly coming onto the sands and taking the boy out of their hands had Henwas watching as he carried him away and to the healers. He crossed his arms, ignoring the fact he was now covered in blood that was not his own. He at least wiped off what had gotten onto his face with a sleeve of his robe before his eyes turned to the fray again as well. This really was getting out of hand and crazy. The Demon had been having it's own share of fun and hadn't actually tried to kill anyone, if anything in his own mind that Dolmar kid had needed to be put down a peg, though he doubted that even this would work.

"Certainly is. Chaos is nice every now and then but, if this continues I don't think we will have candidates left to stand at this rate." His voice was gruff as he spoke, though there were quite a few of them still, he wondered who else would be drawn into the fight between the Demon and Hunter. And then there was the white that had been shaken and thrown by it's own sibling. He found himself hoping it would be alright, it didn't deserve anything like this.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:47 am
Mattavi

"No kidding." Mattavi muttered, looking out across the blood-soaked sands. Her face was still bleeding, painting a broad red stripe down her cheek, though she hadn't noticed much in the adrenaline-pumping heat of the last few minutes. She rubbed her cheek with the back of her hand, wiping away as much of the blood as she could before pressing her sleeve against the gash.

That poor white. It didn't deserve that. And while she didn't think Farellen did either, she certainly hoped his mistake didn't cost the dragon its life. For his sake as much as anyone's. "I wish more people would remembr to stay out of their way.." she added, regretfully.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:51 am
~Ryala~

"I'm Ryala," the girl replied with a glance and a nod in Rylyrr's direction. "And yes, we definitely need to maintain pressure. Gotta get this bleeding stopped..."

She was glad to see another candidates approach, offering help. "Could you please help us by pulling the sleeves off your robe to help stop the bleeding?" she asked the boy.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:55 am
Talela

From the void, she heard a clear, shrill note of agony. Then another, and another. So many voices, screaming and thundering and rolling on the floor in pain.

Talela shot up in her bed, the images and feelings of all the hatchlings, candidates, and onlookers flooding into her consciousness a she fought to breathe. Then, she was enveloped by Vimiath’s presence, clinging to her and wrapping around her like a snug, but desperate, blanket. Her fast-coming breaths caught in her lungs and she coughed hard three times, and spat up something disgusting. It tasted vile, but… her airways were clear!

She took a deep breath, and though there were sharp pains, they weren’t from her lungs. A broken rib, perhaps? Ah, the air rushed into her so easily – delightful! Oh, but she was cold. She got up and found that she was still very weak, but she could walk. She wrapped her heaviest blanket around herself and shuffled off toward the warmest place in Western Weyr.

I’m coming, love! I’m coming!  

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 9:56 am
Kieza (HR)

The girl found herself pulled down with Silviu as the boy fell to the ground, and she put her arm around the boy as comforting as she could manage when she herself was threatening tears that clouded her eyes. This was all too much. Why could the dragons not just find Theirs? Why could they not let their foolish anger and rivalry go to find their rider who was waiting so desperately for them? It baffled Kieza, and she knew naught what could be done. She watched as Candidates ran to the fallen White dragonet, as others pulled another fallen candidate from the maw of another dragonet who had dragged the boy away from harm. She wanted to run, to help, to assist in what she could, yet the sands were crowded with too many feet and too many hands, and... she feared she could do little good being jostled by others.

Instead, she held Silviu, one hand brushing insistent tears from her eyes. "Breathe..." She murmured, taking her eyes off the bloody sands to console the boy.

She just wanted to see happiness, to watch rainbow eyes swirl for their chosen... she wanted to be chosen too... but at this rate... if her dragon was among these eggs, it would likely die. She didn't want to be witness to that.

Teiha
 
PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 10:01 am

From the depths of darkness, a voice pulled the Angel back, stirring him from the throes of death. Something...

Tugged.

Hands everywhere, touching... but a voice. The gravely injured Angel raised his head slightly, and the effort was herculean, almost beyond him.

Miach...

As certainty grew, the dragonet coughed, spraying ichor onto the sands, as he tried to rally.

Once more...

Miach. Don't... worry...

about your Akeroth.

Others.

Badly. Hurt.
If the Angel could have, he would have gotten to his feet. As it was, however, he simply gazed up at the girl, his eyes whirling in rainbow hues.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 10:04 am
L'rel and Devith

L'rel was still up on his ledge watching with his beloved green, but even the ever professional records keeper had let the hand holding hides and pen go limp as he watched in horror. "We shouldn't have brought her back after all." he muttered guiltly to his partner. "This is a blood bath." With a shake of effort he tried to return to his records and note down what was happening, who was the aggressor, the fate of the poor white dragon that was far too still.

Devith had her neck stretched to watch Nebbi, she couldn't risk speaking to her and scare off any potential new hatchling voices but she warbled her concern and support from the heights.

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Roana


Roana watched Iathe with mounting annoyance as she thought about what the girl had said and her actions. Honestly, she couldn't help a wherry brain like that. But...

Luckily she had Kiri there to distract her. "No, best to keep to ourselves." Ro agreed. "After all, theres been hundreds of hatching's what they tell us in the lessons must have been learnt over hundreds of turns through trail and error." she reasoned. She held Kiri close, squeezing her in subtle comfort. Then, all hell broke loose, it started with more hatchings and a brown tumbling out to impress the boy that the bronze had been previously mauling.

Then the bronze fight and the white all piling in toe fight while several greens and and a blue hatched out around them. soon enough there seemed to be dozens of hatchlings across the sands, but no more of them were impressing. "Shards and crack dust!" Roana cursed. "Surely this can't be normal.They are all going to end up killing each other!"

And Iathe was still standing there to close to the widening circle of chaos Roana hesitated for a moment then gently pulled away from Kiri. "I'm going to go get her before she ends up like the others." the red head told her before hurrying across the sands to pull the younger girl back a few paces by her arms. "No one is going to be impressed if you get mauled." Parroting the girls words back to her she gave her a small shake. "Now come on, we can't get involved in this." she scolded "Of all the wherry brained..." she might have descended into a full on scolding when she felt her legs pushed out from under her.

She had completely missed Frankenstein's monster blue hatch till he was barreling past her. If Iathe didn't manage to pull away, she'd be going down too. luckily there was no great damage done, just a shallow scratch on her leg from an errant claw. Still. "Ow,him again?" Roana complained "By the first eggs, are they all completely blood thirsty?" but she was thankful her carelessness had not earned her worse.

As she sat up again however she noticed the brave little white go flying and crumple into a heap, blood leaking from several wounds, her heart dropped into the pit of her stomach...with all the fighting it wasn't a suprise but...was that the first death?

But no, the white stirred again, even lifting its head a little, then, the rainbow swirl of impression. Roana let out a breath, it wasn't out of the woods yet,but that was a good sign, it could be taken off the sands to be treated

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 10:07 am
~Phayton~

"Sure!" Phayton quickly ripped the sleeves off his robes and placed one of the pieces of the white fabric over one of the white dragonet's wounds. Immediately the makeshift bandage began to soak up the green ichor. He didn't know anything about healing, let alone dragon healing, but Ryala did say pressure, so he leaned on the wound with both hands to apply pressure to the wound.

He looked at the other three helping the little white hatchling, eyes hopeful. With this many people helping, the little guy had to pull through. He HAD to.

...And then the little dragon moved, and gazed up at Miach, eyes whirling in rainbow hues. Phayton grinned, tears welling in his eyes again. Impression! He'd Impressed Miach! That would surely save him!

~Kiana_Nala~

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 10:08 am
Her rediscovered confidence was short-lived, when she got a glimpse of what was really happening out on the Sands, and the Banshee began to wail. She winced and shuddered, but it was too late to turn back now. She hadn't stepped out just to run back to A'ral, even if the urge was there. Akaris crossed what remained of the distance between herself and the gold, to be collected under her wing where she hoped very desperately that there would be safety, that she had made the right choice.

Teiha
 
PostPosted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 10:10 am
Nebbi

"Really?" Nebbi asked, somewhat disbelieving. She didn't feel like she was doing that good of a job. But she supposed she wasn't running amuck and getting herself killed, or crying, or throwing up, at least.. She looked up at the other man, not knowing who he was, beyond probably a rider. "Good to.. be here?" Nebbi said back in reply, though there was a quirk of a question in her voice, and a (small) touch of amusement as well. What else were you supposed to say in that situation?

"Got it!" Nebbi said to A'ral with a decisive nod. Still more candidates were being dragged from the sands. But she was fine.. She could do this. "I'm good. I'm good." she said, more confidently, smiling up at Devith as well. I'm good. With both of the dragon's support, and the two men beside her, she felt okay. She wanted to make a good impression of High Reaches, after all. She couldn't keep acting sacred all the time.

She was just.. Having a chat. With these two cool dudes right here. And everything was fine.


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