Revelio and Open Sesame! Double Clutch Hatching!

[Eos Galvus]

Siv

What was everybody freaking out about?

Siv was watching... Well, the eggs and not the distress or Amortentia, but honestly, it was early, and there was still plenty to observe and sort out and.... No really, what happened now?

She didn't really pay attentiuon, and the teen blinked, looking around at the other candidates before ciocking her head.

Was a dragonet growling? Oooohhh. Someone was probably about to be mauled. A sigh, and Siv resumed contemplating, watching the eggs and Colors of the Wind. Best keep her ears peeled.

Amila

Amila watched Amortentia's reaction and was absolutely horrified seeing a baby so distressed. Ohhh no. Who had upsety-- oh... OH NO SHE CRIED and Amila buried her face in Ianil, starting to cry again herself.

"Oh no, that poor baby! Someone must have really upset the poor thing!"

IT WAS HORRIBLE SHE WANTED TO KICK THE PERSON WHO MADE A BABY CRY THEY SHOULD FEEL AWFUL FOR UPSETTING A BABY aaand she was upset for the dragonet and trying not to sob all over. She couldn't help it though-- the poor baby did nothing wrong and deserved to be LOVED AND ADORED AND SOMEONE WAS DESERVING A GOOD SOLID KICKIN.

Prism Shine

sorry Ianil

 

[TheWishling]

Gryffindor was rocking a bit more aggressively. Someone was hurt, and Gryffindor was anxious about seeing who it was! The rock was firm, quick, claws tapping at the shell excitedly.  

[~Kiana_Nala~]

Halvor

It had only taken a matter of minutes for someone to upset the newly emerged green. Had it been him? Halvor mentally shook his head no. No, it couldn't have been him. He was certain of that. He titled his head as he moved his gaze to the green Amortentia once more. What could he do? Should he do anything? Halvor didn't like seeing the green in such. . . agony. . . but sending warm thoughts wasn't exactly his forte. He was good at using his body to help. Usually in a more harmful way. Or rather, it had been used that way.

"You. . . burst out of that shell quickly?" He thought to the green. It was a terrible attempt--even he could admit that. However, the green would probably understand that he was giving it his best shot, right? Halvor felt like a man lost at sea. How do you comfort someone else? Were thoughts good enough? Feelings were trickier for him. He felt inside, but he didn't know how to share that with the green. Inside, his heart ached for the small green and her sudden loss of enthusiasm. He'd seen the same happen to people in Bitra. It wasn't a look he wanted to see on a dragonet--especially so soon into their life.  

[demon_pachabel]

THUMP

Be Our Guest lurched again, the egg almost toppling completely from the wallow it had been left in. Clearly, attempt number two had also not gone as planned.  

[ShinosBee]

Colors of the Wind's eyes blanched with yellow-orange at the distress across the sands. Her head swung 'round to peer at Amortentia, taking a single step towards her cousin who now hunkered behind the glaring Crucio. A delicate, soothing croon issued from her throat, utter certainty behind her note of comfort. Of course they all loved Amortentia—she, like all the rest of her siblings and cousins, was exactly who and how she was meant to be.

The thump of Be Our Guest caught her attention again then, and she cocked her head at the...struggling...egg. Another croon—you okay in there, darling?  

[Tsunake]

Dehka

Soui... seemed to be feeling a lot better, and that was enough to instantly relieve the boy. "Mmhm!" He nodded, giving her hand a small squeeze. "I don't mind..." She'd grabbed his hand at the Touching, so he'd assumed it was a comforting feeling for her. Honestly, it was the only thing he could think to do when she looked as though she was going to wander off.... Dehka paused as the little queen paused near Orri and his friend... and before long, a green tentatively approached the pair. His breath caught for a moment--and sure enough, though the boy stumbled back initially, he soon embraced the little green with tears. It was enough to make tears start welling in his eyes...

Orri's excitement about being so close to the queen was infectious though, and he managed a wobbly, joyful smile. After he paid his respects to them both, his friend came closer, and Dehka choked on a laugh. "It's amazing," He managed to say, grinning. "Oh! Um, Orri, this is Soui. Soui, this is Orri." And more and more dragons were starting to hatch... Dehka couldn't say why, but he was starting to get a strangely ominous feeling. Well. Nothing bad had happened yet, so he would keep his thoughts light.

Said thoughts immediately rushed from his brain as a paw burst from Go The Distance, and Dehka found himself almost gaping. "Oh," he breathed, watching as the bronze burst onto the sands and immediately went to the side of his sister. "Oh..." The color of his hide didn't matter one bit, but the bronze was every bit of the strong, stalwart defender that Dehka knew he could be. He bit his lip, overwhelmed with a surge of both awe and... pride. Whoever this dragon's partner was truly was lucky... one of the luckiest people on Pern!

Tears definitely did start to trickle down his cheeks now, and Dehka raised his other hand to his mouth to hide a smile. Even after his sister was safe, the bronze deliberately began to circle the candidates, his eyes locked onto the hatchlings of Rhianth's clutch. Was he going to protect them?

I'll protect people too. He vowed. Whatever candidates he could--he'd make sure to keep them safe!

Soui

medigel

 

[Ryuthulhu]

"Oooooh." Saekagi made a sympathetic sound as BoG slammed off the inside of their shell again. Honestly it could have been any part of their body, but without any ability to see, he tended to imagine it as their head, and sympathized in light of any number of times he'd accidentally hit his head over the years.

It didn't sound like it was actually distressed, well... he didn't think it was or one of the parents or siblings would react differently, but it still sounded uncomfortable and inconvenient.

Sorry little dragon... keep on trying!  

[SilverLutz]

Shar mentally scolded herself for assuming the worst of the little gang of dragons. Although they were menacing little things they hadn't caused one bit of mischief or mayhem. She had seen dragons go on rampages for no reason other than pent up energy from being in the egg and none of this babies were doing a thing wrong. Just went to show that you can't judge a dragon by the color of its eyes upon hatching.

As she surveyed the dragons that were still hatching, Shar's eyes fell upon one brilliant little green who seemed to droop after a few moments, her eyes dulling from purple to grey. Alarmed at the surprising change, Shar quickly reached out to the dragon, a brush of strong, encouraging warm pressing against the baby's mind.

Chin up, little green. Just as I told your sister, don't listen to those that hurt you. They're not worth your time or your energy. Look at the rest of us that are here and ready to meet you. You clearly have flair, let's see what you've got.

While her attention was focused solely on the little green Amortentia dragon, she did keep the corner of her eyes peeled as the other dragons moved about the sands. Keeping track of so many was getting hard and there were even more eggs rattling around. It wouldn't be long now before there were enough dragons on the sands to count for one normal hatching.  

[ShinosBee]

Zelaya
Zelaya flinched back—not from the babies, not from Crucio's growl or Amortentia's creel. Rhianth's rumble was what'd startled them, but they quickly got themselves back together, hands clenching at their sides, and with a long breath and sigh, they tried to put forth even more that same unwavering calm of acceptance and welcome and unwavering love and pride. Undoubtedly more lessons would be forthcoming for those who did not impress...they would try to be a better role model next time, if that included them.


Finnisa
The big mama gold growled, her tiny green daughter joining in the complaint, and Finnisa took a small step back. Yikes! Alright, something'd gotten them on the wrong foot, though she couldn't see any threat to the babies. "Easy now," she caught herself muttering under her breath, hands twitching to lift just a fraction—as she would have done to ward off or comfort a startled herdbeast. She quickly dropped the hand again, not wanting the babies to be mistaken in that she thought of them as animals. They were all lovely, wonderful, intelligent beings, not animals! And their riders would think so even more. Why they weren't keen to meet their matches and get some food was beyond her.


Meztli
Meztli flashed a smile back at Rykin and Ruunan—everyone seemed to be calming down. Of course, a moment later twin growls issued from one of the greens and one of the gold mothers. Ohhh boy. Okay, okay. What'd they been told about this sort of situation? "Just gotta stay calm, stay relaxed. If you were thinking afraid-things, try not to? It'll make them scared, and that'll make us more scared and..." They shook their head, running a hand through the tangled russet mess.

"To be honest, mostly when I'm upset I just think about dessert, but...I don't think they'd like that." Their eyes coasted back to the now-cowering Amortentia, unable to quite look away from the little green. That egg hadn't been one of the ones to ask him about desserts, but they'd very much enjoyed its company. Distantly they wondered if the eventual rider for it might alow them to come say hello.

Sweet Symmetry

@Ruunan

Smerdle

@Rykin

Theo
Though Theo's eyes never left the babies (and this high in the stands he couldn't hear most of the creels and croons and growls of those little darlings), his ears hung on Sylfie's every word. "I suppose it only seems too many because, well, there's are so very many eggs!" His hands flew over the pages on his desk, sketching half-formed orbs of eggs and the arc of a dragonet's neck as it stared into the crowd. Notes were scrawled in the corner, his script gone slack and rapid in his excitement, still full of delicate loops, but so slanted as to be nigh-illegible.

His hand kept right on moving, eyes on the eggs as she spoke of impressing. "Perhaps they could...but you're the one I would like to hear about it from..." A dusting of pink sprinkled his cheeks and over his nose, but then another egg toppled, and his distraction chased the embarrassment away. "I'm sure that's how I would have felt as well—this can't be right, they can't mean me. I mean, it's an honor, yes? A partner! One all your own! But they're so special, and...well, how can I be special enough to be worth that in return...right?"

Meepfur

@Sylfie

 

[demon_pachabel]

Kinyegele

Kinye's heart broke in an instant for the downtrodden Amortentia, not knowing what had happened at all. "Little dear...sweet dear..." she couldn't help but frown as she pulled up all of the love in her body to send the newly hatched green's way. Who had done this? Who had broke her little hearts so soon?

She almost missed the wobbling of Be Our Guest. In a minute, there's someone here in need of my attention right now, okay? It would understand, right? It had been so gracious in the shell. Of course it would. Standing was hard when all you wanted to do was hug every sad kreel and keen better.

----

Fahn

Oh! That little green! Fahn wilted slightly, at the greying of the little baby, finding it hard to not have anger bubble up in her heart on her behalf - Crucio had it right for sure! No wonder Rhianth hadn't wanted candidates near her babies! Everybody was so respectful to Fianth's clutch with no hesitation and then what? This repeated...attitude? With Rhianth's?

Unacceptable!



[Juhvek and Kahbrohm coming later]  

[Tsunake]

((A post for Princess_Feylin because Gaia is being a jerk!))

Reya

“Excuse me,” a tall young man said to Reya. His knee had brushed her elbow as he folded himself nearly in half in an effort to minimize the amount of contact he made with her as he seated himself.

“It’s fine,” she replied, turning her dark eyes briefly in his direction. He had close-cropped dark hair and a very self-contained manner. She approved of both traits in general, but had little interest in anything that wasn’t to do with hatching dragons at the moment. Nevertheless, she could sense his regard for another few moments, even after she’d turned her attention back to the sands.

“This is your first hatching, isn’t it?” he asked. He somehow managed to speak softly and yet make himself heard over the noise of the crowd. Reya decided to ignore him. There were dragons to watch, and she wanted to see if she could figure out a pattern in how they hatched.

Her brother would have laughed at her attempt to impose order on such a large group of newborn sentient beings if she’d told him what she was doing, but that didn’t stop her from doing it. Reya was good at finding patterns, and good with numbers. If there was one to be found below, she was determined to find it, and then test her theory by correctly predicting a hatching or an Impression. Of course, there were a great many variables involved, but she had a mind made for keeping track of details like that.

“I only mention it,” the stranger went on as if she’d answered, “because your fingers are turning white. You’re cutting off circulation, and if you keep it up you’ll have permanent damage.”

Reya frowned and glanced down at her hands, clasped tightly in her lap. He was correct. When she relaxed her grip the sensation of blood returning to the tips of her fingers was a sharp pain that had her biting the inside of her bottom lip as tears pricked the backs of her eyes.

“Move your fingers slowly and flex your hands gently,” he advised in a tone that seemed oddly...rote?

Reya stole another glance at him and noticed for the first time that he wore a searchrider’s knots. She guessed someone who spent so much time in the cold of between would know all about restoring feeling to extremities. She also noticed that his eyes were fixed on the sands below, as if their conversation had ended. Which, she supposed, it had. She followed his example and his advice and returned her attention to the hatching dragons and the candidates.  

[Avid_RPer18]

Rahmi | He/Him | HR

Rahmi had been taken aback by the draconic laugh. That wasn’t something you hear every day. There was so much activity. A few impressions too! The way the dragonets banded together might be an indication of how well they’d work together as weyrlings and rider pairs. Sure, there seemed to be some tension, but the could be chalked up to different personalities. Under his hand, the teen became aware the trembling of his younger friend. “Tizzy, hey,” He uttered softly. Deeply furrowing his brow, he pulled her to his side and tightened a hug about her. “It’ll be okay. We’re here with you. Anything I can do to help?”

Peering around over the top of Tizenia’s head, what Rahmi saw drew a deep concerned frown across his face. Little Amortentia seemed deeply distressed. Crucio and their mother definitely were reacting to it too, as was the Colors of the Wind green. ’Little one, noooo. I don’t know what’s the matter, but you’re perfect. Yours is waiting somewhere out here. Please don’t let someone bring you down.’ Be Our Guest seemed to be having some trouble and Gryffindor appeared to be working at their shell. You can do it!

Thaliawen

 

[Shaddaling]

Rylyrr-High Reaches - He/Him

Rylyrr looked over the hatchlings and pursed his lips, counting the mass of hatchlings on the sand. Thirteen hatchlings on the sand and most of them seemed not in any hurry to seek theirs out. That... was a lot of hatchlings. Beautiful hatchlings, but many of them.

He rolled his shoulders, working on keeping himself relaxed and calm. Come on, lovely ones, find yours and soon. He squeezed Akaris hand slightly. "So many hatchlings, they are so lovely." And they were and he hoped they found theirs with little fuss.

Meepfur

 

[Meepfur]

Akaris
She could do this. She would do this. She repeated not the words, but the feeling behind them, to herself, over and over. Watching the dark, delicate blue and his stately progress was helpfully calming, but then he stopped. Impressed. Something like jealousy snaked into life, just a little whisper of why her?, but it was quickly dismissed. Akaris knew very well the answer to why not me, so there was little point in wondering the details of why someone else appealed to any particular hatchling.

"They are," she agreed with some hesitation. Lovely indeed, but but also frightening, especially in such numbers. "Is there one that you like?"

It was something to talk about, something positive to hold onto, as she turned her gaze back to Dream Is A Wish and her shining brother. In the egg, the green had wanted to know all about her wishes and daydreams - did it remember her and her friend? She knew her own wish was impossible, but maybe there was a dragon here, somewhere, for Rylyrr. That she wished for, more than anything.

Shaddaling

 

[magnadearel]

Weyrling Makimton and Green Zygmuth

Carefully he fed her slow piece by slow piece, asking if she’d fully chewed. Makim was so full of questions, but tried to contain them as he focused upon feeding his dragon.



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Candidate Nalacko she/her

Nala warily watched the red-eyed crew of dragons. She knew Riz would do his best to help protect her, and she wanted to be ready in case he told her to move. All the red-eyed ones seemed to be coming mainly from the HP clutch. She tried to think of something reassuring she could say to her co-candidates. Nothing immediately came to mind.

She smiled tentatively at any hatchling as it came past while she hid/not hid. “I’m happy some are finding their riders,” Nala murmured softly to those around her as she watched some of the hatchlings impress. The blue Let It Go and green How Far I’ll Go were simply beautiful dragons. They all were actually.

Nala wondered which of these handsome dragons would impress to Riz or if his was still hiding in its shell biding its time? She smiled sweetly at her protector’s backs. They really deserved dragons. “Just don’t get hurt too badly Riz or else I’d have to come nurse you back to health.” Nothing too scary had happened so far, and she’d begun to relax and enjoy the hatching. She smiled at any hatchling that came near.

She crooned encouragement at Be Our Guest as it toppled itself over. It could do it! Nala eyed the pretty Colors of the Wind green as she was suddenly exposed to the light of day. It didn’t seem to bother the green in the least bit though. Silently she cheered Be Our Guest on.

Her eyes were wide as she tried to track the numerous dragons moving about the sands. It was impossible for her to keep track of them all there was so many.