[Hatching] A Million Marks and a Dream

[Ezra]

E'tin of Green Sireth - Dorian ; mention Nielle

E'tin felt his attention shift as rapidly as Sireth when a good joke struck her. Dorian's voice was a welcome sound and his presence even more so. Of course, he didnt say as much, not wanting to spook the other man.. or so he told himself. Instead of speaking, he offered a smile at Dorian and his hand slid over and took the other man's hand in his own, offering a squeeze, which said much more than any shallow words of comfort he could offer ever would. After a moment, and leaving his hand holding the other man's, he decided to speak. " Well now, aren't you polite?" He replied, playing the game right back. It was good to see Dorian had not abandoned his puffed up pretenses, even in jest. It was just who he was and E'tin liked him that way... maybe even.. more than liked. Good luck getting him to say that though, even if he felt his heartbeat increase just a bit in the other man's presence. " Hoping this is Nielle's moment... kid has been standing for a while now." He muttered, his gaze shifting towards his sibling for a moment and smiled again, seeing her smiling and chatting with a few other candidates. " Looks like she may have made more friends perhaps."


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Candiate Nielle - Timon, Dorian mention

Nielle grinned as Timon joined them. " Hey Timon! Good to see ya.. and yeah, won't be long now. Got a favorite egg in the bunch?" She asked then a soft gasp escaped her when she looked up in the stands and seen HIM sitting beside her brother and he waved. To say Nielle was relieved, touched and excited all at once was an understatement. After their conversation a bit back, she was wondering if it had any lasting impact... it would seem it did do something. He was looking much better today and more himself than when she had last seen him. Good.. and did her brother just SMILE? Good grief.. today was just full of surprises.

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Ryne of Green Iseleth - Aoi, mention Dorian

Ryne smiled warmly. " I like your name, its pretty. My dragon is the green over there, the one that is sitting rather silly like." She replied, looking at Iseleth and knew the dragon sometimes mimicked her habits and this one seemed to be the one that stuck, like she was doing right now, she realized. " Do you know anyone still standing down there? I know a few down there myself." She replied, smoothing down her pastel green dress before speaking again. " Hopefully this will be a nice quiet hatching, that would be nice. Also.. your dragon is beautiful. What a lovely shade of blue and gorgeous markings. " She added, with a nod. She just loved dragons and blue was such a pretty color. Seeing Dorian, she smiled and offered him a wave, glad to see him out of his weyr. She was worried about him for a while now.

[Jabberwoky]

TW: He bite

The Entangled Gems egg was rather forceful once it stopped shaking and started actually hatching. Pieces burst and broke from the shell, and after some grumpy noises coming from the egg, it finally cracked completely to reveal the dragonet inside. He shook off, looking as grumpy as his dam as he started across the sands.



A brown!

Not a bad start, but not good luck like a bronze either.

He was a short, squat brown. As he made his way towards the candidates, he certainly didn't seem to have great balance, nearly tripping over himself a few times. He was a deep, russety brown in color, fading to a sandy color on his stomach, the underside of his wingsails and around his eyes. He bore darker stripes on the underside of his wingsails.

And he just looked annoyed.

Despite his lack of balance, he marched his way to the candidates, glaring at every male candidate he came across. Bronson especially drew his ire, and the brown lunged, snapping down on the young man's hand, drawing blood as he chomped and walked away with a glare in his grumpy eyes. The girls he gave a much softer look, very gently nudging at Kee and Spensa though he ultimately passed them.

After what seemed to be far too much looking around, he finally cozied up to Liurnia.

Well, well, well, I think this is it. Yes, you are my choice. That's it, that's final. He said with a nod, his eyes whirling in beautiful, bright rainbows.

[MothyCake]

Candidate Fujin - Hatching Reaction (mentions Bronson and Liurnia), open

Fujin watched as the first dragon, a brown, hatched from the egg. He watched quietly, stepping back as soon as he saw the dragon bite Bronson. Well, it seemed like that dragon was not a friendly one and he was glad he had not been too close to it.

"That has got to hurt."

As he watched the brown approach Liurnia, he was expecting another bite before noticing the dragon cozying up to her. Well, they seemed like a good match, giving his congratulations to Liurnia.

[Kitarial]

Candidate Bede- Open, mentions Bronson

The first egg finally split before the eager eyes of its audience, a brown being the first dragonet to tumble from the shell. He seemed a bit on the meaner side, glaring at every single male candidate he passed. Bede watched with no small amount of triumph as the brown bit Bronson- suck on that, awful roommate of his! Before impressing to a girl whose name he only vaguely remembered.

The bite wasn’t great, but a brown hatching first wasn’t a bad omen at all, so Bede smirked at his roommate before turning back to the eggs. Bronson would be fine, a bite to the hand was hardly fatal, nor serious enough to remove him from the sands entirely. A pity, though at least Bede would be able to see the other boy’s face when Bede impressed the bronze he so desperately wanted to get.

[Ezra]

Candidate Kaelin - Reaction to hatching ; Open

Kaelin had already been nervous, anxious and on edge about this very thing...and then it manifested. The brown hatched, glaring at only the male candidates it seemed.. then it bite someone and the sight of the blood had Kaelin feeling woozy, the terror building inside him. He was so distraught that he didnt even notice when the brown impressed to someone he didn't know well. He was literally shaking now, his nails digging into his palms tightly. He stayed in place, though everything in him was telling him to get out before he got bit next. He would stay here, he could not shame his family and his best friend anymore than his past antics already had. But.. if this was how it always was going to be.. he was not sure he wanted to be standing anymore.

[EW-NA]

Candidate Tygirtaull - he has opinions
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Tygir was content to bide his time when he made it to the sands. He found it wasn't such a nightmare this time to walk over the grains. Whether it was due to different footwear or maybe he just got used to it, he found he could walk more presentably to where he wanted to stand. Hell, maybe it was all the sweaty candidate hands having visited earlier that got the sand more clumpy. Maybe the Mom Queen was just greasy slick under all that shine- what did he know.

Speaking of--

Tygir was at least smart enough to not voice or really project any of those inner mind workings, as he passed before Serapheth. He didn't speak, but managed as nice of a bow as he could. Considering he still thought it much. So a jerked bob down with his hair flopping forward was the best to get. And maybe a teeny flash of jaggedly crooked teeth, though that was unintended on Tygir's part.

Settling himself among peers, who made giddy small talk, the candidate shifted his weight to one leg for the long haul. He still wasn't convinced if he'd impress this time or not, so no point to look overly excited. (He bet he'd look like a real boob if he was slobberin' all over eggs and they didn't even pick him!) However his interest did pop back up when the first egg finally cracked to reveal the first dragon--

Only for his face to fall almost immediately. Rolling his eyes, Tygir found more interest picking sand crumbs that found a good hiding place under his finger nails. A Brown- specifically a brown that looked like it could have been a dog. Boring! And to prove his (mental) point, it bit someone on the hand.

Just like an annoying dog.

Tygir offered very little in the way of concern towards Bronson. Maybe the minimalist look of understood sympathy. He'd been bitten loads of times by things bigger than that baby dragon. It wasn't like it ate his hand.

He could probably get a bitch'in scar out of it.

[nineofswords]

Bronson - reacts to brown, Kee

Ugh. One of the bitter eggs was the first to hatch. Not a good start. Especially as it started coming towards him. No, absolutely not, he was not getting that ungrateful brown. He was almost relieved when it only wanted to bite him.

Almost.

"Faranth!" he yelled, cradling his hand close to him. That hurt. It didn't seem broken or permanently damaged, as far as he could tell, but hand injuries always hurt a lot. And these robes were so thin, they probably wouldn't work that great as bandages anyway. At least he didn't feel like he was going to faint this time.

Once it was clear the dragonet had made its choice (really? Liurnia? Maybe she wasn't a she after all, he supposed) Bronson was able to get his hand quickly wrapped up to stem the bleeding and return to his spot. "See? What did I say? Attitude problems," Bronson grumbled to Kee once he had been seen to. Feeding his new bronze with the bite on his hand was going to be annoying, but at least he'd actually have cool scars to show for it. That brown was clearly jealous that it wasn't good enough for him. "Still, that wasn't any worse than a wher bite." Was he putting on a bit of a show for the younger candidate? Yes. But also, it really wasn't any worse than what he'd already had to go through recently.

[Agenothree]

Candidate Timon - Nielle, Izumi, Rekka, Bronson (mention)

Timon grinned at Nielle's greeting, though he adopted a thoughtful look at her question. A moment later, he'd decided. "Spare, for sure," he answered. "Something about it I can't really label, I guess, but I like it a lot." Putting his hands up in a defensive manner, he hastily added, "Not to say I don't like them all! All of them are gonna be good dragons, I'm thinkin'."

Almost as those words left his mouth, Entangled Gems hatched to reveal a brown, much to Timon's excitement. "Forsk yeah!" he cheered. Looking to those who stood near, he chuckled a little. "Personally, I think that whole thing about a bronze hatching first meaning good luck is a bit overrated," he admitted. "A brown's where it's at!" But watching said brown proceed to bite Bronson before Impressing Liurnia, his partner in crime some sevendays ago, he put a hand to his eyes. Sure, Bronson had a mouth to him and all, but he didn't exactly need to be bitten for his troubles, especially by a brown. "Timon, you idiot," he muttered low to himself. "Shoulda kept your trap shut..."

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Dorian of Green Meguyakuth - E'tin, Nielle (mention), Mithras (mention), Iseleth (mention), Kurabeth

At feeling a hand close on his own, Dorian's expression stuttered a moment in shock before coming up normal again. A look in his peripheral confirmed it: that was E'tin's hand in his own. It took him longer than he'd care to admit to recover, hoping to Faranth above that E'tin couldn't detect his alarm, that his increase in heart rate wasn't obvious where they touched. Most of all, he hoped his inward turmoil wasn't apparent on his face, that longing to admit to and accept what he'd been denying for so long, but that gnawing fear of history repeating itself.

Dorian's smile in response to E'tin and his comment on his manners was more a reflex than it should've been, though it reached his eyes more than it had in recent days, but his fingers ultimately curled to close on E'tin's hand. "I'm undeniably refined, it's true," he admitted, affecting humility. Looking to Nielle as E'tin mentioned how he hoped it was her time, he nodded mildly. "I hope so too," he agreed, unconsciously giving his hand a gentle squeeze. Was it for his own sake or for E'tin's? It was hard to say. Regardless, he huffed a small laugh too. "Standing among friends always made every hatching merrier," he added. "To look to your friends and watch them Impress...or to Impress yourself and hope they follow..." Though he said nothing, Dorian's eyes found Mirthras as he spoke, thinking to his own Impression, hoping today would be her moment too.

Meguyakuth glowered at Iseleth and moved a little further from her, but focused on Kurabeth again as he answered her. But she had to pause before she responded, thinking, hesitating. I am well, she decided. Dorian has been... I worry for him. But he promises he's better. By how she spoke, she wasn't certain whether to believe him or not. At Kurabeth's further comments, she seemed to ponder again. It does, she replied, though she seemed to deliberate again. Dorian experienced numerous hatching before I found him. Ours was his favorite.

[FirebrandPhlox]

Candidate Costanza - reacting to the hatching, Mithras

Costanza watchedwith nervous anticipation as the first egg rattled, then hatched, spilling a brown on the sands. A brown seemed like a good sign, even if he was wobbly on his feet. As the dragonette passed him by, the baby glared at him. Costanza could feel the sweat building on his forehead. The first dragon that hatched not liking him was a terrible omen for the rest of the hatching.

Costanza winced as the brown bit Bronson. He didn't like the other candidate, but he also didn't want to see the dragonettes being violent from the get-go. He had heard plenty of stories about hatchings turning into bloodbaths, he absolutely did not want to be part of one.

"Do you think they're all going to be like that?" He nervously asked Mithras.

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Candidate Aneesa - Heiro

Aneesa laughed asthe other woman confirmed her suspicions. Neither wanted anyone to be left out. She was about to reply when the first egg hatched.

A brown! And a handsome one at that! He was awkward as he walked on the sands, before he lunged and bit one of the male candidates.

"Oh! Do youthink he's alright?" She asked, big sister instincts taking over. "If it's bad, they'll have a healer look at it, right?"

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M'lcolm of Bronze Burranth - Mera

"Oh excellent, excellent.," M'lcolm said as he settled in to the seat next to Mera. 'See, I'm still pretty new around here, so I was not sure how, ah, eager the little hatchings would beto break forth from their shells." He smiled towards the woman, who was honestly a decent looker. "I'm M'lcolm, andthis is Burranth. I see from your knots that you're a handle, which would explain why I haven't had the pleasure of meeting you yet."

Look! There's the first one!

Burranth's delighted cheer distracted M'lcolm from the introduction. He turned back to the sands just in time to see one of the male candidates get bit by the dragonette before it moved on to impress to one of the female standees.

"That has got to sting. He taking it like a champ, though. That's good rider material right there. "

[Kitarial]

N’mi of Green Yuiryth - Y’olai

N’mi offered Y’olai a smile, his excitement nearly matching the other rider’s. He wasn’t quite to the level of squirming in his seat, but he was practically vibrating in his excitement. “I don’t mind running, but my favorite thing in the world is my weyrmate,” he replied, a dreamy expression crossing his face as he mentioned his beloved Kushina. “She’s got the most gorgeous red hair…” he added, excitement not quite tempered by his thoughts. If anything, it was stronger than ever.

Yuiryth was what brought him back to earth. Concentrate, N’mi. And quit vibrating in your seat, will you? You’re probably disturbing the people around you. She chided, though there was no heat to the scolding she gave him. N’mi seemed to still almost instantly as he processed what she was saying, shooting an apologetic glance at the people who weren’t Y’olai. “As for hatchings, I just think it’s a joy to see all the new weyrlings, and most can’t deny the babies are cute.”

[Jabberwoky]

Tuckal of Gold Serapheth - tag: Jeremiah of Brown Cogeath

Tuckal had made her way to her seat in the stands this time.

Serapheth would call on her if the hatchlings needed something, but for now she could just sit with her weyrmate. This was exactly what she preferred, leaning against the tall, blond man. After all, this ended up just being exhausting each time.

"Finally. At least so far there's nothing serious. After all that wait, I know Serapheth also wants to get off the sands. I do too."

[Ezra]

Candidate Nielle - Timon, Isumi, Rekka, Bronson (mention)

Nielle smiled at Timon's response. " I really like Relaxing Respite's shell. The calming browns on it just.. feels so relaxing I guess. I imagine all these dragons are gonna be stunning, if the past is any indication when it comes to Serapheth." She replied, looking at the gold for a moment as she said this, not wanting to feel that ire ever directed at her.

Speaking of ire, the first egg hatched in to a brown that Nielle thought was absolutely beautiful. What was not so beautiful.. was when it bit Bronson. While she did not really know him much more than she did most classmates, she did not think he should have been bitten like that.. and then not even impressing after doing that.. yikes. " Pretty brown.. but yikes.. that looked heckin painful, that bite. I wonder what he did that offended that dragon so much?" She muttered, looking at Izumi and Rekka along with Timon.

Their lil crowd if you wanted to call it that, thankfully had not been in the line of fire. She did offer congratulations to the person the dragon did impress upon, even if she really only knew their name.

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E'tin of Green Sireth - Dorian

E'tin grinned slightly. He felt the jerk reaction when his hand took Dorian's own and felt satisfied with himself that for once he had put the other man on the backfoot for a second. But truthfully, he felt a little jolt go down his spine at the same time, especially when he felt the motion returned. While he was not a man of flowery words, he could tell his action said what he could not. There would be a time and place for a talk later, right now, he was just enjoying the company of the other man and here to support his sister.

He chuckled at the other man and his other hand reached out to fix a loose strand of Dorian's hair back into its proper place. " I can't say I would know that. I didn't really have friends as a candidate, I seen such as a waste of time. At least I can say that is one thing I am slowly getting better about." He added, making a light dig at himself, the rare moment he did. His hand stayed clasped with the other man's and there was a gentleness in his gaze when he stared at Dorian that had not been there before.

[nineofswords]

Heiro - Aneesa

Heiro winced as the brown - who'd been so nice at the touching - bit one of the candidates. She watched carefully. "Well, it looks like he's still being allowed to stand, so I think he's fine. The Healers would've made him leave if he wasn't." She sighed. "That egg seemed so nice when I touched it...I wonder what the issue there was. It didn't seem as though Bronson did anything to incite violence..." She didn't think highly of the boy, but she didn't wish harm on him. Her tone probably indicated that he wasn't her favorite, but she wasn't the type to badmouth someone like that.

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Y'olai of White Tsukasath - N'mi

"Weyrmate, huh?" Yermie said. "A lotta people seem to like having one. What's yours like? Apart from the pretty red hair, I mean? Which really must be something if that's the first thing you tell people about her!"

At a silent prompt from his bond, Yermie went, "Oh yeah, sorry, I forgot to mention, but even though my name is Y'olai, I like it when people call me Yermie! Especially if they're friends, and I think you and I could probably be good friends!" Granted, Yermie thought that of everyone, but this person seemed as excited as they were, so that was a good sign, right?

"Yeah, hatchings are the best! Why are babies so cute, anyway? They always are, aren't they? You'd think every once in a while there might be one that isn't, but they're always super cute!"

If they're ALWAYS cute, perhaps there is a reason for that, Tsukasath mused, which barely registered for Yermie, whose thoughts were busy enough on their own.

[MothyCake]

Aoi of Blue Kurabeth - Ryne, Meguyakuth

When asked if he had friends on the sands, Aoi had a bit of a conflicted look on his face. He looked at the sands, as if trying to find a specific person. He took a deep breath before turning to Ryne with a faint smile, "Yeah, there's this guy I was really close with back when we were candidates. I was hoping we'd actually impress together, but, I impressed before him. I'm hoping he impresses soon so we can talk to each other more often." He had a faint blush on his cheeks, remembering with fond memories of Asch and him hanging out as candidates.

Faranth, he hoped Asch would impress soon.

Kurabeth tilted his head towards his sibling, looking a bit puzzled by what she meant, "Oh, what happened to Dorian? Was it something terrible?" He seemed really concerned for the other's rider, much like he would be concerned for Aoi. He hoped that there was nothing going on with Dorian.

[Windra]

Candidate Retsuko - @ Mackenzie

"Mackenzie."

She didn't so much state his name as she did whisper it, haorsely, in surprise and utter relief. To finally see somebody she knew and held in high regard as opposed to those would-be harsh stares from below had she stepped onto the sands ... She gestured happily to the seat beside her, still empty.

"I'm, uh, glad you could make it out. Hope you were able to get some k'lah into you before the night crews start, huh?" She grimaced suddenly as a commotion erupted from down below. A brown emerged from his shell and clamped onto the hand of Bronson in a fit of targeted frustration. Sympathetic pains shot down her arm. She rubbed the muscles hard, seeking to alleviate the pins and needles. "That's ... uh, a relief, I s'ppose ... " Trailing off briefly, leaving her words a bit mystifying.

The brown settled in front of a girl - one of the newer folk, she assumed, having never known her before. Briefly Retsuko wondered if that would have - could have - been her if she were down there.