It's Now The Monster Mash: The Spooky Clutch Hatching!

[Meepfur]

Akaris listened to A'ral's assurances with a nod.  She wished he and R'mor wouldn't have to move away if a dragonet came close, but she understood, and would have said as much if another Candidate hadn't come over just as she started to smile a little wider for Junenth.

A few sevendays ago, Akaris would have been preening, all smiles and fluttering lashes.  The Weyrleader and Candidatemaster were with her, promising to stay with her and keep her safe(ish), and not one but two young men had come over to make sure that she was alright: the first adorable, and the second handsomely tall.  A whisper of vanity fluttered up into life for the longest it had since she'd been frightened and humiliated at the Touching, and Rylyrr got a shyly pleased smile, a glance up from under thick lashes.  He'd been kind to her at the Touching, supported her until A'ral swooped in.

"Oh, I'm alright," she assured him, although her continued holding of A'ral's hand might suggest otherwise...but she was alright as she was going to be, given the circumstances. "It's nice to finally meet you, Rylyrr.  I'm Akaris."

"You should go stand with the others.  You never know, that bronze might be looking for you.  Maybe I'll see you at the Feast?"

Shaddaling

Mx Cherie

Masterharper

 

[Masterharper]

Frankenstein Monster's Egg
The egg gave a small twitch itself, as the humming of the dragons seemed to intensify. It heard the sounds of welcome and felt the love pouring in from a mix of Candidates and dragons alike. It was ready to come out and face the world, ready to meet those that it knew were near. It gave a large lurch, but did not yet break.




The Demon
Weaving in and out among the white robed crowd, the bronze dragon finally came upon a group of Candidates that interested him. Ah-ha! Yes! The dragon saw exactly what he wanted, and there he stood, close to the front, willing him over so loudly. Though he reached out to touch Gavryl with his wing, he passed; he let himself rub against Cedarian, but that boy was not his either. Both Marinel and Shehara were ignored, because it was Dolmar that the Demon had come to see....

The bronze stared up at the boy thoughtfully, staring at him face-to-face. I have heard you call me, and I know of your desire. For a moment, the creatures eyes whirled blue, before it gave a mighty shriek and lunged, claws bared as he went to pin the other. He latched on where he could, and began shaking him, as if he were to rip him limb from limb. He wanted nothing more than to feel the other crumble beneath him. As if I would stoop to Impress some one as easy to manipulate as you! You wanted me, boy, now have me! The hatchling would rip, claw, and gouge. His wings would thrash at any who drew near! He would bite without mercy, and Dolmar could feel the bronze laugh all the while.

In fact, any nearby the bronze would hear nothing but its wild laughter as it tore wildly into his first victim.

ShinosBee

faesinger

Waiver

 

[Ruhane Chiisai]

Farensil's eyes tugged to the motion over the other side of her vision, catching the bronze's erratic behavior and hanging on it. Her jaw gaped as she watched, unable to move, unwilling to get involved. She had been mauled once, and only lightly, at the last hatching she stood for, but this... this was different.

This was... wrong. And with the attack in her eyes, policing her thoughts as she'd been taught for five years became an impossibility. She had never seen a dragon, young, old, or insane, try to rip someone apart before. As her muscles seized for the sight, she realized that her mind was still set to broadcasting and shut it down, feeling herself grow blank, and still unable to look away. Spirited, yes, but... Murderous? Why would... How had... She just... couldn't.  

[Shaddaling]

Rylyrr

“A pleasure Akaris, and I am glad you are alright. I had worried I would not see you today, though I would understand you decision not to,” After Vimiath attack was left unsaid. Rylyrr glanced at the sands and nodded. “Perhaps, and I would like to see you at the Feast. Till later.” He gave a polite nod first to A’ral as the candidate master was polite enough to have them here and then to the Western Weyrleader R'mor.

He walked out to the sands a little ways, just in time to see the bronze stop at one of the boys in the distance. An Impression perhaps… and umm, not. Rylyrr winced as the hatching attacked. Well, that happened… though usually not as enthusiastic.

Meepfur

 

[ShinosBee]

Dolmar

It was coming...coming right for them! the bronze seemed to perk up at the sight of their little gaggle, all but high-stepping on over. Dolmar's heart was pounding in his chest as the bronze neared, his eyes widening a fraction at the gorgeous metallic skin and the rippling muscles beneath. It rubbed against Cedarian, and for a beat he felt a white-hot poker of jealousy...

...But then he heard him. His voice. Smooth and strong and all for him. Deep in the back of his head, rippling to wind around him like a blanket. His dragon. His partner. His.

Except it wasn't.

He'd made the mistake of leaning ever so slightly over the hatchling as it stared up at him, and so when it lunged, it seemed to fly up to fill his vision. The eyes were still blue, was all he could, stupidly, think, before the world reduced itself to movement and noise and darkness and pain. He hit the ground on his back, the soft sand making any attempt to thrash away more difficult. He felt something cold rend into his shoulder and dig down, the surprisingly heavy hatchling clambering atop him to keep its 'prize' in place. What started as a snarl of fury from the young man ended in a twisted wordless noise as the dragonet shook its head, thrashing his head back and forth rapidly. "Marinel...get away!" He grit out as he felt what had to be teeth dragging across his shorn scalp, tracing a line dangerously close to his left eye. What had the candidatemaster said? Go limp? He could feel the wet robes sticking to his shoulder, and warmth trickling down the side of his head, muting all sound but the rushing of his own heart in his ear...but how could he just go limp with Marinel right there?! Was he in danger too?

Someone here had clearly bitten off more than they could chew...and Dolmar was starting to suspect that it wasn't the baby dragon.

Masterharper

Thaliawen

 

[Sinders Path]

"I wouldn't think so." Roana nodded her agreement to Iathe's statement with a wry smile. The younger girl seemed awfully serious but Ro wouldn't let that put her off. "All the more reason for us to look out for each other. And honestly, I would appreciate it since it's my first hatching and I haven't had that much time to go through candidate lessons." Maybe if she opened up about her weakness to the other girl it would make her loosen up a little.

As kiri spoke Roana followed her direction to the siren egg. She smiled, not even out of the egg and already imitating the adults around it. That was endearing in a way and it's 'song' really was quite beautiful.She turned her head again to see the bronze approach the boys and quite clearly pick one out of the crowd. Unconsciously she reached out and grasped Kiri's arm. "The first imp...." she didn't even finish before the bronze switched as fast as lighting and savaged the poor boy. Roana gasped and her grip on poor kiri's arm tightened.

Wasn't someone going to stop him? But no, she knew, no one wanted the dragon to go between and the candidates had all known the risk.

She was so fixated on the gory sight she didn't even notice THAT egg start to shake. An revelation that would be all the more alarming thanks to what she was currently witnessing.

Tsunake

Masterharper

 

[Mewsings of An Angel]

Kieza (High Reaches Candidate)

Kieza found her eyes widening as she noticed another egg give a rough lurch, but it's egg remained intact. She silently sent praise and encouragement to the egg's occupant, spurring it on as much as she could. But her gaze was ripped from the egg as a commotion happened down the line. Had the showy Bronze finally found His? She leaned forward to get a better look. But her hand shot up to cover her mouth as she gasped. The Bronze had grabbed onto a male Candidate and was shaking him and tearing at him. Had the boy caused the Bronze some sort of distress? She didn't know, but she knew that boy was going to get killed, or at least mauled!

But despite the gore, a movement caught the girl's eye and she peeked toward the sands once more to witness a lovely green dragonet making it's appearance!  

[Shaddaling]

Yevalee (Western)
Yevalee watched the Siren egg rock and move. They had a good feel about that egg and it split dainty and delicately and spilled out a oooh green. They hadn't expected a green but she was lovely.

They paused half turning at the noise near the bronze and the boys. What was all that noise about... ooh. Um. Nope. They shifted and focused back on the green. Lets... not think about that.  

[Aukai Oceansoul]

Reenav watched the spectacle wondering what had provoked the bronze to attack the boy. Surely there was a reason that no one could easily see. He glanced at Damon beside him and clenched his jaw shut they would stand and wait. He had unconsciously taken a step in that direction beforr tsking his foot back. It was not his buisness. They all knew the risks even though it was hard to watch.
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Damon too watched from his post by Reenav's side. The High Reaches candidate had some mettle and he was glad to see it. He would stand guard just as the other boy and wait. He too figured that something about that candidate had displeased the demon bronze. A fiery temper to go with the fiery shell. He stood with his arms folded behind his back and his feet shoukder length apart ready for what may come their way. Something made him look at the Siren egg perhaps its melodic sounds. Many were soon to greet them. Then he saw the little green and smiled, hers was the first shell he had ever touched.  

[Ryala]

Ryala

The redheaded Harper had still been watching the Siren egg as its occupant hummed, first in an incredibly beautiful tone, though the sound seemed to have taken a displeased note now. Still, she was hoping to see this one... that particular egg had been so friendly with her...

Ryala's attention was violently ripped away from the pale pink shell as the bronze hatchling suddenly jumped out and attacked someone. Startled, she barely managed to hold in a scream as she instinctively pulled away from the sight, horrified. Once again, the bronze held her full, wide-eyed attention...

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Ladellan

When the bronze one stopped before another lad, Del nodded to himself. So, he'd found someone worthy, huh? Well, there were still plenty more opportunities... wait, WHAT?! He certainly has been unprepared for the attack, which he mentally kicked himself for. But how could anyone have known that the dragon would do that? What had the guy done to earn the bronze's wrath? Granted, he was known for being something of a jerk...

But he didn't deserve to die.

Moving swiftly, Del circled around the moving candidates, and pushed his way through from behind them. Grabbing an arm, he attempted to pull Dolmar backwards, away from the violent fiend.  

[Teiha]

Vimiath

The clutchmother sat, doing her best to look alert and serene as the proceedings went on. The Demon’s attack, however, sent a rush of adrenaline through her, moving her to action. She did get up this time, but instead of going to interfere with the bronze and his victim, she moved closer to where the Weyrleader was standing, placing herself in between the man and the sight of the gore. She glanced that way and seemed to waver, as if she’d suddenly realized she made a wrong turn somewhere. Her eyes flashed white again, and she suddenly focused very hard on the green Siren, as if the baby had called to her... though no one watching would know for sure whether or not it really had.

Meepfur

Mx Cherie

Masterharper

 

[faesinger]

Shahera had been plotting how next to annoy the boys next to her, because they all seemed determined to ignore her completely in favor of a dragon that surely already knew its mind and was messing with people. Then the same dragon came prancing (bouncing?) over, right up to Dolmar. Shards. Either way this could not end well. Either he impressed and because insufferable. Or he got mauled. …Yep. Mauling. Shahera sighed and stepped to the side to give Dolmar space to hopefully get out from under the hatchling. She shifted her focus from the sight next to her to the lovely green hatchling that had just shown herself. What was she going to do? Hmmm. Would she dance, Shahera wondered. There was nothing she could do to help Dolly without upsetting and potentially sending the hatchling between, as much as she desperately wanted to. Focus on the hatchling not attacking your friend. But she kept an ear open, just in case.

ShinosBee

 

[Waiver]

Candidate Gavryl
Gavryl stiffened as the Bronze wound its way over to their group and lingered near him, deliberately not reacting to the dragonet's touch. He was wary of the hatchling as he'd been confused by the egg and, thankfully, it passed him by. It lingered by a few of the others two before stopping before Dolmar, the youth leaning towards the dragonet just slightly before there was an explosion of movement and... and blood, so very much blood.

Stunned, Gavryl couldn't help but stand there, locked in something between awe and terror as the dragonet ripped and rended. But he didn't kill... he was wounding, torturing almost it seemed like, and Gavryl cocked his head to the side as he observed. It was then that the laughter echoed through his mind and he narrowed his eyes, afraid to move lest he draw the bronze's attention.

He'd known to be wary of this one. Laughter? Was this bronze cruel? Had it Impressed? Gavryl really wasn't sure. A few of the others tried to assist but the bronze buffeted them away with his wings. As red seeped into the sand, Gavryl couldn't help it as he thought 'Finish him already, you've made whatever point you intended to make' and felt the gorge rise in his throat.

Gavryl didn't even notice the Siren hatch or the Frankenstein's Monster egg stir, his gaze fixed on bronze as he gleefully ruined Dolmar.

[There's a lot of people near Gavryl and company so tag to those nearby]

”Masterharper”

”ShinosBee”

”faesigner”