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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 1:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 1:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 1:27 pm
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Rio
While Rio couldn't and wouldn't say that he'd had a favorite egg - they'd all been wondrous after all - he had been very fond of the Teal and Yellow one. It had appreciated his scritching technique, and Rio did love to be appreciated, even for such a small thing. It was very validating to the sociable (and maybe even slightly needy) candidate. So when the blue from the egg invited the candidates closer, he could hardly stand back! If the hatchling hadn't openly asked for the attention, he'd not be so bold, but he plainly stated that he wanted them closer, and wanted their attentions, and Rio was ever a people-pleaser.
He didn't hesitate to hook an arm in Rasthell's - and offer one to Nuamia as well, if she was interested - and make his way over to make the blue's acquaintance properly, bright smile and scritching fingers primed and ready.
"Hello there!" he practically cooed. "It's a pleasure to see you out of your shell!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 1:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 1:47 pm
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Trotting over, there was only one on the Sands that the Blue and Black Rosette green desired. She spared no look at any other Candidates, and though she did fondly give her green Mint Chocolate Chip sister a head-butt, it was only one Candidate among them that held her gaze.
AryaleMine, forgive your Yaguareth for taking so long. Things had needed to be settled before I could properly focus on you. And rest assured, there was only ever you. The girl would find herself lost in those rainbow, whirling eyes, as Yaguareth offered the Candidate all of her hearts. Strength, honor, devotion, vindication, love, and a burning desire to fight. Pern needed her. Pern needed them. No one would ever haunt Aryale; never again would the girl need to feel insecure or wary. Any battles that need to be fought, any vengeance that needed to be enacted, this green was here, heart, claw, fang, and wing, for Aryale to lean upon.
She was Yaguareth's, now, and however high up Aryale wished to climb, this green would be there to carry her. For now and for always.
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 1:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 2:03 pm
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But the baby and the egg didn't seem upset over being helped. If anything, the Sunset green chirped, reaching out to boop the girl who had helped them. Thank you! she said sweetly, before investigating the egg. Hot Pink 80s egg gave a little shiver, and then a crack appeared in its shell. Hello! It was ready to come out.
... Of course, coming out meant being able to break the shell, and the shell was tricky. One leg popped out, a lovely shade of blue. Then another. Then another, and another... until all of the legs were out. Yet the baby's head remained captive.
Rolling, the infant within managed to get himself caught beneath his shell. Drat.
Never fear! Sunset green would help! She scrabbled at his egg until it was moving again, but this time the baby could put his legs beneath himself, and go on his own!
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 2:03 pm
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Tonori
Tonori was not tempted to give the blue hatchlings any skritches behind the eye ridge. Well, he wasn't very tempted. The rules were the rules, and he had seen firsthand why they were in place. There were a lot of pointy parts on a dragon, and a newborn probably lacked the proprioception to manage all of them if startled or upset or just suddenly off-balanced. It was absolutely reasonable not to approach hatchlings, even those which seemed to permit candidates to do so. Besides, those were the rules.
Even when an egg began to role, Tonori's will was not shaken. It was not rolling especially quickly, and there was no reason for him to go chasing after it, possibly alarming the hatchlings milling around in search of their bondmates or running into distracted candidates. Not to mention, again, it was not in the rules to go after eggs. Wait for the dragon within to hatch, and then wait for it to come to you, if that's its plan. Tonori was fine with that.
And anyway, it seemed his help was unnecessary. A little blue was working his way out.
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Posted: Sun Jun 30, 2019 2:12 pm
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Bukichi
Touch him? The young man just gave Aryale an incredulous look before giving his head a small shake. No... No. Even if the young dragon seemed clearly happy to be touched--everyone was watching, and they'd been explicitly told not to do so.
His legs were bumped unexpectedly as one of the green's squeezed past them, and Bukichi couldn't help but snort with amusement. Lively little thing! Oh, and here came another one... but there was no doubting her purposeful stride, her focus as she strode towards the pair of them. No, not the pair of them--towards Aryale.
Later, he would be utterly ashamed that his knee-jerk reaction was a surge of bitterness, and, more deeply hidden, something nearly akin to despair. He had found something here at the Weyr that he'd never expected.... and now she had been claimed by a creature with a much greater purpose and need for her than his could ever be. He stared for what felt like hours, his tongue cleaved to the roof of his mouth as emotion threatened to choke him into stillness. And his emotions were irrational. This bitterness, the sudden surge of possessiveness--how could she leave him? After coaxing him into dropping his guard, into letting down those thorny walls he'd built to protect himself... and now she had to go.
She was a dragonrider. And who was he, except Bukichi the thief? The murderer? The second best.
"She's yours?" He asked as if he didn't know, praying to Faranth that the huskiness in his voice could be mistaken for emotion. Positive emotion. "She's beautiful, Aryale."
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