The following is the log of the Hatching of Herath's and Ularrith's clutch. It Hatched on the Benden Weyr Sands in the early morning of the first day of the tenth month of the seventeenth turn of the tenth pass (Or March 8, 1997 in Earth time). This log consists of the entire Hatching though the perspective is from the ledges. It includes all galleries and Sands poses so it's a bit spammy. Other logs contain different (and lesser) views of the scene. Many thanks go to M'rgan for originally providing this log, and for giving his permission for me (Kassima) to repost it.
The Candidates:
Asrai, resident at Benden Weyr Breana, apprentice in the MineCraft and former BDW resident Davidon, dragonhealer trainee at Benden Weyr Devlin, apprentice in the MineCraft and former BDW resident Emlyn, resident at High Reaches Weyr Fashaylan, apprentice in the MineCraft and former BDW resident Jiriel, assistant steward at Igen Weyr Jorenan, trader Kaelin, resident at Benden Weyr Kenai, resident at Benden Weyr Leolyn, handyman with the Voyager Traders Padrick, apprentice in the WoodCraft Rakan, traveler from the Southern Continent Sisirye, former guard with the Voyager Traders and Keroon resident Tasaren, senior apprentice in the Beastcraft Vitek, junior journeyman in the MineCraft
Viewing Ledges(#1375RJ$)
These are the ledges for dragons and their riders to watch the hatchings, and clutchings that take place upon the sands below. There is a particularly large ledge reserved for bronzes, and visiting queens, although the sands are easily visible from all the ledges, and can accomodate several dragons each. As you peer about, you realize that as many as 500 or so dragons could land on these ladges. To the southeast, a large opening is visible in the wall of the cavern itself, through which parts of the bowl can be seen. Enter 'clutch help' for a list of commands for viewing the sands.
Brandalth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
R'till slides down Brandalth's leg and then jumps to the ground.
R'till waves.
Kimbrith flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
R'till waves a greeting.'
Kimbrith rumbles a greeting to R'till and M'kla.
Kimbrith as well as Torinth and Brandalth.
Torinth warbles happily to Kimbrith.
M'kla twists back, and smiles, "Hola Merla."
Brandalth croons to Kimbrith.
Prometh flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Dulath flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
C'vadan slides off Dulath's shoulders to the ground, turning to give his lifemate a quick salute and then an affectionate pat on the neck.
Mounted upon Prometh, Suzotchka sits atop Prometh with Kiat.
Liath flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Prometh rumbles greetings to the other dragons as he settles on the ledge, crouching to let his rider and pasenger off. K'tyn unstraps himself and Su, offering a hand to help Su down.
Vidarth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Tinya swings her leg over Liath's back and drops to the ground, landing lightly.
R'val slides down from Vidarth's back and lands in a crouch.
Ofira slides down off Vidarth's back, landing as neatly as possible.
Wedged within Prometh's neckridges, Suzotchka takes the hand and slips down from Prometh, giving the big bronze a thankful pat.
Suzotchka loosens her fingers from Prometh's ridges as she uses a proffered foreleg to assist in making her way to the ground.
R'val dismounts, and helps Ofira down with a grin, heading towards his weyrmate to sit at her side. He reaches out and squeezes her hand.
Ofira smiles and joins her friends, sitting beside them.
Juliath flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
K'tyn slides down Prometh's fiery bronze flank to come to rest on the ground.
Prometh swings his head around to regard his lifemate gently.
M'kla chuckles a bit, giving Suzot a smile.
Suzotchka waves at M'kla.
K'tyn grins at M'kla. "Any bets being taken, yet?"
Nicoth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Spineth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Ofira takes a few deep breaths and pulls a dry cracker from her pocket, munching it slowly as she looks down at the sands.
Hatching Sands> M'rgan finishes pulling on his shirt just as his feet touch the golden grains of sand. Moving more slowly now, the kilt not flopping quite as badly, the Reaches brownrider makes a VTOL-line for his lifemate. "You could've warned me, lump," he says to the smug, humming dragon once he reaches Ularrith's side.
Ursa climbs carefully down with the assistance of Spineth's extended forelimb.
Tinya finds a rather daring seat on the very edge of the ledge, feet dangling over into empty space. She smiles and squeezes R'val's hand as he sits next to her, then looks around and waves at the others already present.
M'kla laughs, "Nay! I promised I wouldnae take any more marks from people this time.. But odds are held by F'lger o'er there.!"
Merla climbs down Nicoth's foreleg to the ground.
T'lar slides precipitously down from Nicoth's back.
Public announcement: P'tran announces "Benden Weyr's hatching will commence in about 10 minutes. Those wishing to see may either watch from the galleries or the viewing ledges. For those wishing a short-cut, you can '+go bdw-galleries' for the galleries, or '@tel #1375' for the ledges."
Galleries> Rommy enters the room.
Galleries> Jereboam makes his way in, removing a flight jacket. He looks slightly green, but very intense and excited. He picks out a seat and sits, watching the sands.
R'val grins, sidelong, excitedly, at his weyrmate, and murmurs, "No matter how many times I see this, it's still so exciting."
T'lar slides down and sits comfortable between Nicoth's forelegs. "Anyone want a bit of wine?" He holds up a skin. "It's Benden Red."
Lysseth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Kassima slides down from Lysseth's neckridges to land beside her with ease.
Lysseth cocks her head at her rider, and Kassima gives her lifemate's eyeridges a grateful scratching.
Torinth croons softly at Spineth.
Merla sits next to T'lar, "Aye...I'll have some."
Hatching Sands> Kindre utters a small, nervous laugh hearing the brownrider, "She told me just as I heard the humming, M'rgan, so..." she shrugs. Leaning on Herath's front foreleg, she scans the grounds and few, wobbling eggs. "I can't believe it..."
Galleries> Qinan makes his way up into the galleries and glances over the eggs on the sand. He pauses watchign for a long moment before getting nudged and finding a seat among the crowd.
Galleries> Tierla slides into a seat with a good view of the clutch.
Galleries> Brenna sits on the edge of a row of seats.
Galleries> Ciela sits uncomfortably on a seat near the exit but not near enough to be constantly disturbed.
Galleries> Kendra comes in from the bowl.
Galleries> Jereboam keeps his flight jacket in the chairs next to him, marking out places for herders.
Tinya nods enthusiastically, and little wonder since she's practically bouncing in her seat herself, peering down toward the entrance onto the sands for the first glimpse at the candidates.
T'lar holds out the skin. "Hope Kimbreth's not too upset with Nicoth giving you a ride. He does like her."
K'tyn laugh, snapping his fingers. "Shards...Guess I'll go wager with F'lger. He nods at R'val. "tis terrifying, is what it is."
Kassima bounces a bit in the seat she takes on Lysseth's foreleg, peering down at the Sands. "Blue first," she chants. "Blue. Blue. Blue."
Ursa settles down against the of her lifemate. She's phsysically shaken in her seat by the affectionate rumble with which Spineth replies to Torinth.
M'kla laughs. "Nay. Be it green first!
C'vadan watches quietly.
T'lar says "Heh, Kassi. You always bet on blue first."
K'tyn grins. "I say Brown."
Suzotchka addresses M'kla. "Aye, ye woon't taeke na moer marks..but wuld ye taeke anither bet?"
Merla takes the skin. She shakes her head, "Naw, Kimmie's easy about that sort of thing now. Especially when she's brooding."
K'tyn adds, "Or Bronze."
Kimbrith rumblerumbles to Nicoth.
Pliarth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
M'kla laughs up at Suzot, "Anaer? What sort?"
Kassima snorts at T'lar with a grin. "So, 'tis about time for me to be proven aright! Blue first. I *know* 'twill be."
Ryialla quickly slides down Pliarth's foreleg and jumps to the ground. She turns to pet Pliarth's muzzle and grins as she gets soundly whuffled.
Nicoth croons affectionately to the gold.
Ofira smiles excitedly, tapping her foot nervously.
Amrieth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Liath bugles to Pliarth, shoving Vidarth a little bit as he shuffles over to make room for the green.
Suzotchka grins. "Ai'll maeke ye a round o'good sharp cheese if ye're right...but Ai think the first Hatchling'll be a Broown."
Pliarth warbles pleasantly to the assembled dragons.
Tinya laughs at her dragon, then waves to Pliarth's rider. "Heyla, Ryi!"
C'vadan agrees with K'tyn. "Brown for sure."
T'lar just chuckles. "I don't bet, but especially not on eggs.
Jerissa lithely jumps down off of Amrieth. Her eyes glaze for a brief moment and she smiles, whilst the green whuffles her hair affectionately.
Ryialla waves to the other Bendenites, spots Ofira, and tries to hide behind N'der.
R'val grins, and winks over at Ryi, waving to her.
Vidarth rumbles a bit sourly and pushes aside for Liath. R'val bursts out laughing, "Now look who's dragon's all smug!" he says to Tinya, with a teasing grin.
Amrieth warbles to the other dragons as she lands, furling her wings quickly to make room for the other dragons.
Jeth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Ofira smiles and waves to Ryialla.
M'kla laughs a bit at Suzot, "Aye, An whatye want fer yerself?"
Merla says, "You know, this is the first time I've ver watched a hatching from the ledges."
K'tyn grins, at Su. "Watch us both be wrong, Su. Blue, hm?" He winks at Kassi.
Tinya laughs again, nodding. "But you have to agree, it's his _turn_!" she responds.
Lysseth hummmmmmmmms incessantly as she watches the Sands with whirling eyes, no attention left for anything else. Kassi spares a moment to smile up at her lifemate. "Nay so very long ago 'twas us down there," she murmurs, before shouting over, "Brown, schmown! 'Tis blue, say I."
Pliarth croons and nuzzles Liath hello.
From Jeth's back, D'va unbuckles his straps and lays them to his side.
D'va swings down from atop Jeth's back to the ground.
R'val grins at Tinya wryly, "Aye, he's earned a turn at it!"
Suzotchka chuckles at Kiat before answering M'kla. "Ye promise me anither picnic."
M'kla grins a bit at Merla, "Aye lass...it be a site...and a site cooler an less croweded too."
Ofira waves to D'va, "Is Bryena with you?" she calls.
D'va waves to various and sundry as he dismounts.
Hatching Sands> Ularrith's head arches over M'rgan's, a low humming seeming to emanate from the dragon's proudly puffed out chest rather than from his slightly split maw. Finished buttoning his cuffs and tucking his cream shirt into the plaid kilt, the brownrider raises a hand to gently stroke the dragon's curving neck as his eyes go to the wobbling eggs. His knees start to knock in time to them. "I can't believe this is finally happening."
Galleries> Lusani comes in from the bowl.
Galleries> Brenna walks out to the bowl.
Galleries> Lusani sits down and grins.
Galleries> Tierla pulls a tidbit from a hidden pocket and offers it to the kitten.
Galleries> Jereboam watches from a seat near the front, his flt. jacket draped over a few seats on the same row.
Galleries> Saari steps down into the quiet seats.
T'lar says "Well I know you watched at least one from the Sands. Where do you usually watch?" He sips on the wine."
R'till nods and waves, "Hello Lily. Welcome."
M'kla's eyes flick back to Suzot, "Aye, if it nae bee green."
D'va grins at Ofira. "No.. she should be coming with Br'mar. She had a few, uhm, matters to attend to."
Ryialla sticks her head out from behind the brownrider. "Er..ah..hello, Master Ofira."
Jerissa waves to some of the other Bendenites as she peers over the railings, "Ah, we made it in time" she remarks, turning to wave to the others and shifting back a little. "Has to be green" she comments.
T'lean waves
Suzotchka thinks. "If we booth luse the bet, we booth deliver?"
Lily alights from the small 'Reaches greeen and smiles a bit hesitantly at the very familiar faces as she moves to a seat. "Minecraft's duty," she calls, waving. Spotting Kassima, she holds up a cask. And winks.
Merla takes a gulp of the wine. She says to T'lar, "From the galleries!" she nods agreement with M'kla.
M'kla laughs, "I'll anly loose if it be green." She winks, and goes back to peering at the sands.
Ofira nods to D'va, smiling. "Good, I'll see her later then." To Riyalla she merely says, "I seem to be missing some citrus..."
Kassima squints down at Mart. "I don't sharding well believe it. The brownie's wearing a *kilt*! And he said he'd never be caught dead in one again!" Glancing over to Lily, she hails, "Co-Craftmaster! A flask of wine says the first hatchling will be blue; what say you?"
T'lar looks aghast. "With all those Holders? What an ordeal!" He laughs.
M'kla patpats the spot on her other side, "Sit wit me lass?" She grins up at Merla again.
Suzotchka adds, "And Ai'll oonly luse if it bain't a brown."
C'vadan watches the sands, chuckling at everything going on on the ledge.
R'val peers over the edge at the sands and smiles, "I'll bet the first is blue." he turns to wave cheerily to Lily.
Ryialla says "I only took the bruised ones, honest."
Kimbrith hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmms.
T'lar spots Lily and waves a salute. "Craftmaster. Welcome." Nicoth's great head dips in her direction as well.
Pliarth hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmms.
Duzorth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
K'tyn leans against Prometh, siling at the deep, almost inaudible thrum that seems to pulse through him.
Ofira grins at Ryialla, "Well, they were sure bruised when you were done with them! The ones that weren't totally smashed."
Hatching Sands> Jehrina emerges from the candidate barracks.
Torinth snorts softly at Pliarth, and settles into a more sedate and slightly scratchy humming.
Tinya grins. "Me too, much as I hate to be caught agreeing with Kassi." She smiles and waves to Lily. "Craftmaster! Glad you made it."
Suzotchka touches Prometh's neck and watches her hand vibrate with the bronze's mighty hum.
Dulath dutifully hums.
Hatching Sands> Kindre, trying to convince Herath to step back from the eggs with uneffecting nudges, is too distracted to pick up M'rgan's attire...yet. Bobbing her head whild the young gold shuffles back just a step, she says, "I know...I thought this would never come..." Turning a relieved smile on the Weyrwoman, she waves.
R'val grins at Tinya, "Faranth forfend."
Ryialla calls to R'val, "Nu-uh. Green." In response to Ofira, she ducks her head and scuffs the ledge with a boot. 'M sorry, ma'am.."
R'val grins over at Ryi, 'We'll see, Ryi, we'll see!"
Zmeth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
R'till admends his greeting, "Benden;s duty Co-Craftmaster."
Amrieth tilts her head to one side, a deep throated humm emanating in her chest as the little ones struggle for emergence. Jerissa chuckles, laying a hand against the green's foreleg, "I'll bet ten marks it'll be healthy at least, though I doubt anyone will take me up on that one"
N'der pokepokes Ryi. "Whatcha do now, you silly greenrider? "
Kassima wrinkles her nose at Ryi. "You sound just like Lysseth. Blue! Won't make a claim as to which egg, but blue it'll be, by Faranth's own name."
A mass of benden dragons, all told about two hundred of them, are now settled into rythmic hmmmmmmmmmmmming, as the eggs begin to shift.
C'vadan pulls out his journal and stylus and is ready.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina makes her way across the sands, to stand next to her junior. Her eyes survey teh slowly rocking eggs, "it'll be quieter than in the kitchens, out here."
Galleries> Kaliela comes in from the bowl.
Galleries> Tierla waves at Kaliela.
Galleries> Kaliela waves to Tierla and sits down in the seat next to her
Galleries> Amalie waves to Kaliela,"Hey!"
Galleries> Kaliela waves to Amalie "hey Amalie!"
Galleries> Saari comes in from the quieter seating towards the back.
Galleries> Lusani sits down, grinning and watching the sands.
Galleries> Amalie gives Kaliela a thumbs up sign and grins.
Vilyath flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Merla shakes her head at Kassi, "A quarter mark says it's brown."
Ryialla pokepokes right back. "Pliarth rose yesterday. And I invented a new game.."
Ofira smiles at Ryialla, too excited to be upset with her, "Dont' worry about it!"
Lily smiles warmly at the bronze. "Hello, Nicoth," she says as she slips past him, and then grins impishly at Kassima and R'val. "Blue? I'll wager you both a mark that it's a brown." She slips to a seat and settles the cask on her lap. "And I've a cask of Special, freshly made, brought to help celebrate."
K'tel waits until Zmeth crouches low, then grabs a hold of the riding straps and slides quickly down his side, landing in a crouch. He straightens up and slaps Zmeth affectionately.
N'der ahhs. "Figures you do all the interesting things when I'm over at Telgar."
M'kla chuckles a bit, and leans down on her elbows, feet swinging from the edge of the ledge.
Sayra waits until Vilyath crouches low, then grabs a hold of the riding straps and skids her way quickly down his side, staggering just a tiny bit as she reaches the ground.
Ofira shivers at the steady hum as it grows more intense.
Ryialla practically beams at Ofira. "Thank you, Ofirama'am."
T'lar settles back and listens to the excited bickering of betting riders and others. He drinks from the wineskin in one hand.
T'lean says "Personally, I have to hope for a bronze..."
Kassima shifts a bit on her perch to face Merla. "You're on; a quarter mark 'tis." Lysseth snorts at her rider without ever ceasing her hum; perhaps under this goad, Kassi calls to Lily, "And I'll see that bet, too!"
Ryialla says "A quarter mark on green!"
Ofira looks over and waves to Lily, smiling.
C'vadan glances at T'lar. "Willing to share?" he asks.
R'val grins at Ryi's reaction and winks at Lily, "I won't wager, Master Lily! Tis too costly for me, I'm usually wrong."
Erbith flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
K'tyn grins at T'lean. "A bronze, indeed."
Hatching Sands> P'tran emerges from the candidate barracks.
Galleries> Tierla fidgets, trying to get comfortable in her seat.
T'lar says "Sure." He passes the second skin on to the brownrider. "Help yourself and share.""
Nicoth whuffles the MasterMiner, almost knocking her off the ledge.
Ryialla salutes Lily. "Co-Craftmaster, good to see you."
Pavanth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Hatching Sands> P'tran crosses the sands along its periphery and joins up with his weyrmate.
Hatching Sands> His knees looking even paler than his shirt against the blue-black-red of his kilt, M'rgan shifts in his place, rocking in much the same way as he did as a Candidate. His hand lifts to smooth back his hair as he glances first at the well-packed galleries and then at the busy ledges. His face blanches to the same color as his knees. "It's come all right. /Everyone's/ come." He takes a deep breath, calming his nerves, before giving Kindre his best look of reassurance, considering the circumstances.
C'vadan takes a sip without spilling any one his journal and then passes it along.
Hatching Sands> "Although warmer," Kindre comments and grins. Flicking her gaze to one particularly active oval, she swallows before crossing her arms on her chest. "Hera seems to be behaving. I told her that the eggs were hers, but the hatchlings belong to others." Nodding to the Weyrleader as he approaches, she smiles again.
Kassima grins at Ryi. "I've seen enough profit on guessing the day that I'll take you on, too! Nay that a mark and a half's that much, though nay bad for a single wager. Blue!"
Ciruth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina says "She'll be fine once they start cracking."
Lily lifts a hand to wave to Ofira, then grin at all the familiar faces. "It's very good to be back," she says, grinning in great good cheer. She looks down at her cask. "Would anyone care for a sip of the Special now? Perhaps it shoudl wait until after the hatch, however."
Ryialla starts to unhook her skin from her belt, then peers out at the sands. "Whaddya know. M'rgan's got a kilt on." The skin comes free. "Anyone for a little Benden White?"
Hatching Sands> P'tran looks over to M'rgan and smiles slightly, remembering how he felt at the first clutch that his Laerth sired.
R'till shifts back out of the way...
Jesseth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Minya slips from Erbith's shoulder, sliding down to the ground. She pats her lifemate's muzzle affectionately as the green whuffles her.
Hatching Sands> Alyssa emerges from the candidate barracks.
All the candidates, weyrlingmasters, and other relevant people emerge from the barracks.
Galleries> Lusani ooohs and nudges Jereboam. "There he is!
Galleries> Tierla nudges Kaliela. "There she is.
Galleries> Mikall comes in from the bowl.
Galleries> Ciela leans forward, biting her lip.
Galleries> Qinan sighs watching the soon to be dragonriders emerge. His gaze flicks over each as he tries to identify the apprentice or two he has among the lucky candidates.
Galleries> Kaliela waves over to Mikall
Galleries> Tierla leans forward and rests her arms on the railing before her, reminding herself to breathe.
Galleries> Mikall walks over to sit by Kaliela, "Hiya."
Ofira shifts nervously, "I wish I could have a bit of that wine...M'kla. would a few sips hurt me?" she calls.
F'nar unfastens the riding straps and slides down Pavanth's foreleg to the ground.
Ursa gives a salute to D'va when she sees him over that way a little. She calls to him just loud enough to be heard over the hubbub, "Your fosterling will do you proud today."
Choloth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Naiath flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Cellia uses the straps for handholds while descending from Choloth's neck, arriving on the ground with a thump.
Choloth extends a foreleg to help Cellia dismount.
Jalla vaults down Naiath's side to the ground, as the dragon rumbles softly.
Kassima chuckles at Ryi, smoothing her own kilt unconsciously. "I still can't believe it. But I suppose he considers a kilt a luck-charm."
Tinya looks up sharply, then whoops, waving one arm wildly at the rider of the blue that just arrived. "Dys!" she hollers. "Come sit with us!"
D'va waves to Jesseth, recognizing the Igen dragon, then smiles to Ursa. "I think she already has, honestly."
Minya slips from her lifemate's side, giving Erbith a gentle pat. She boggles at the crowd, and snaps off a salute. "Ista's duty," she calls, then waves happily at a familiar brown dragon and rider. "Cellia!"
R'val looks over and smiles warmly, waving vigorously, "Jalla! Hey!"
Shaphayl bursts out of *between* dragging a cold draught behind him.
Cellia glances around in a mild panic, checking to see if she's too late. Her eyes go wide as she sees everyone.
Aurelinth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Jalla hmms, hearing her name..'R'val! Hiya...!'
From atop Jesseth, Dysira unstraps, waving to Tinya. "Heyla."
Gwirith flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Cirameth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
K'tyn grins at Kassi and Ryi. "Kilts are more comfortable than what you've heard, hm? " He pats his own black and red kilt. "Wine, please?"
R'val grins and smiles warmly at Jalla, and then at Dysira, waving to them both, "It's been far too long! Hello you two!"
C'vadan waves to Cellia, then returns his attention back to the sands.
Nyth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Merellia descends to the ground from Neith's neckridges by the aid of a considerately extended foreleg.
Dysira swings a leg over Jesseth and slides to the ground, landing gracefully.
Cellia grins, waving to Minya. She works her way through the crowd to give her friend a hug. "Is this your lifemate?" she asks by way of greeting, a grin on her face.
Tinya turns, waving to Jalla as well. "Heyla, Jalla!" she calls.
Aurelinth lowers her head and Darci slides down from her neck and jumps the last few feet to the ground.
Shaphayl flutters down towards Kassima chittering agitatedly, before settling down to watch.
Alea gracefully slides off of Gwirith. Her eyes glaze over as she speaks for a moment with her lifemate.
Couranth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Nevaar swings a leg over Jesseth and slides to the ground, landing gracefully.
Ryialla hands K'tyn her skin. "I have to get me one of those."
R'val grins, waving merrily to Merellia, "Hi Merri!"
Ursa smiles broadly, telling the bronzerider sincerely, "She's a fine young woman, D'va." then turns back to watch the sands with anticipation.
C'vadan snorts at K'tyn's comment about kilts. Wait until a good breeze strikes the ledge.
Brenna jumps down from Gwirith's back with the help of the riding straps and a kindly proffered forelimb.
Jalla heys, meeting all sorta people she's not seen,'Hiya!!!"
T'lar says "Here they come."
D'va smiles and waves to his Weyrwoman, gesturing her over.
Brenna grins to alea. "thanks for the lift."
Alea waves to familiar faces as she joins the Igen riders.
Ryialla spots R'till and waves at him vigourously.
Minya slips forward through the crowd, grinning at Cellia. "Yes," seh says, giving her a hug, "this is Erbith." She then pauses to look out over the Sands. "hey, here they come!"
Keriann vaults down Nyth's side to the ground, the dragon's sparkling eyes watching closely.
From Cirameth's neckridges, Ellwiny carefully unbuckles the straps holding her to Cirameth's neck.
Keth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Ofira leans forward eagerly to see the Candidates.
Ysareth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Shanth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
From Cirameth's neckridges, Ellwiny carefully unbuckles the straps holding her to Cirameth's neck.
On Nyth, Jaria grins and gives Keriann a quick hug, "Thanks.." or would hug her if she hadn't jumped off. She quickly unstraps herself and slides down.
Pliarth warblecroons at Nyth. Flirt.
Jaria hops down Nyth's side to the ground, using his straps as handholds.
Cellia grins back at Minya, waving to her sister and C'vadan before settling down to watch the candidates. "We'll talk later," she says hopefully to the Istan.
Ursa breaks into a broad grin, leaning over eagerly to watch the procession with that growing feeling of excitement that's infecting everybody.
G'rel dismounts from Keth, sliding down the bronze's neck.
Ellwiny slides down Cirameth's shoulder and falls the last few feet to the ground, landing easily.
K'tel waves to Alea as he leans far out, one hand on Zmeth for balance. Spotting
Kenai, he gives an excited shout. "There she is!"
Nevaar smiles at Dysira. "Thanks for the ride mom." then lovingly scritching Jesseth. "And you too."
Alea waves to Minya. "Heya, Min!'
K'tyn blinks, hearing a familiar voice. "Minya?" He cranes his head aobut, looking for the blonde.
C'vadan waves to Alea, and then to Keriann. He takes a swig from the skin as it passes by.
Hatching Sands> P'tran smiles as he watches the candidates emerge from the barracks, and he looks over to his weyrmate, placing an arm around her.
Aelynna wavles to Jaria
Seated on Couranth's neck, Bronia unfastens the buckles on the riding straps and lets them hang down on Couranth's neck.
Brenna leans gently against gwirith's side, her eyes fastened on the sands below.
Kessith flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Alea shots greetings to other friends.
Darci settles down near the others from High Reaches, while waving to friends from the other weyrs.
Bronia slips a leg over Couranth's neck and slides lightly down to the ground.
Jalla blinks,"Hey it's J'cob. I've not seen him in Turns..."
Hatching Sands> As each candidate files out from the barracks, he or she bows to Herath and to Ularrith before fanning out to a position on the burnings sands.
Lily slips forward on her seat, eyes locked on several of the white-robed figures emerging below. "There they are," she murmurs, smiling proudly. "My apprentices...and now the Candidates."
Sayra waves to Alea as well, looking down and spotting her younger sister. She grins and reaches over to elbow K'tel. "Quiet, you."
Alea says "Heya, Cav. Heya, K'tyn!"
Hatching Sands> Ularrith's humming ceases as his great, brown head swivels towards the arriving Candidates. His rider turns as well, smiling slightly, almost gratefully, when he sees faces showing more nervousness than his. Slowly the knocking of M'rgan's knees stop and eventually he squares his shoulders, taking on a more confident aire.
Aberuth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Mounted on top of Kessith, Rhyana slides off as soon as Kessith lands near Shanth.
R'val smiles, "How're you and your green doin', Jalla?"
Hatching Sands> Tasaren takes a place near Asrai, smiling at her and giving her a nod before scanning the galleries for people he knows. He smiles, then looks at the eggs, swallowing hard with nervousness.
Galleries> Saari steps down into the quiet seats.
Kassima leans over on her perch as the Candidates start to appear, almost an alarming amount until Lyss rumbles warningly. "I know, I know... spoilsport green. There's Asrai, Emlyn, Meli--oh, shells, now there're three folk with kilts on the Sands. 'Tis a bloody kilt-Hatching."
Margret climbs down from Aberuth's neck.
Brenneth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Alea grins at Sayra.
Hatching Sands> Breana immediately begins to pick up her feet as she arrives on the hot sands, mincing her way over to join the semi circle of candidates. Her eyes fall to the clutch of eggs rocking.
Merellia calls out greetings as she slips from Neith's neckridges, a smile brightening her face, casting her glance out over the sands. "Just in time," she says in satisfaction, then grins up over her shoulder to Neith. "Yes, yes, I knew I should've listened to you," she adds, before turning back to watch the sands below.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina smiles happily at P'tran before watching the candidates file out.
Ryialla snorts. "I think I'm over dressed."
Jaria follows behind Keriann to the HRW area, giving a smile and wave over to a Benden rider, "Kassi!"
Lisoth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Jalla says "same as ever....random Naiath disasters and such..how're you and that big blue lump?"
Darci points down towards Ularrith and M'rgan, mumbling something that is lost in the noise.
R'till climbs up Brandalth's extended leg to his neck.
Hatching Sands> J'cob nods to Meli, gives a brief bow to the presiding dragons, and settles down to keep an eye on his half of the Candidates.
Jerissa grins as she lifts her head from watching the sands and waves at
Merellia, moving close to the Istan Weyrwoman, "Hello, _Weyrwoman_" she remarks, a little cheekyness in her voice.
Hatching Sands> Asrai rises from her bow, her violet eyes going up, up , up...to rest on the croud. She imediately freezes, a look of sheer terror on her small face.
Bronia pulls off her riding cap and gloves and salutes the other riders. "Ista's duty" she calls before going to join the istan party.
Kethran climbs down off of Shanth's back, using a foreleg for help in reaching the ground.
Karina vaults down Ysareth's side to the ground, as the dragon warbles a greeting.
Alea waves to her Istan friends. "Heya, Margret, Bronia..."
Rhevanth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
K'tyn wavessto Alea. "Greetings"
R'val grins at that, "My big blue lump and I are both fine. Vidarth's smug, just caught a green three days ago...he'll forget soon though."
Merla looks over as Jaria calls Kassi. She waves to Kassi as well, having not seen her earlier.
Ryialla says "Heyla, Keth!"
Mounted between Shanth's neckridges, Ch'ran gives Rhy a wave as he dismounts.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan picks his way out, and nearly bumps into Devlin as he finds they've stopped, and he takes position, eyes scanning the galleries and ledges for someone.
Ch'ran slips down off Shanth's shoulders. He leans up against the blue's smoky side for a moment as his lifemate whuffs him, blowing his hair back into his eyes.
Zera bows towards Ryana and Kessith. "My thanks to you both for you kindness." SHe glances around and hurries off towards the galleries in search of the Herder troop.
Margret scoots around to join Merellia and G'rel and the weyrlings.
Dysira detores long enough to give the High Reaches Weyrwoman a hug and say hi to D'va.
Keriann grins at Jaria and heads forward to see. She waves to some friends, calling greetings before quickly settling down with the High Reaches' contingent, looking to see who's out on the sands so far.
D'ran climbs down Rhevanth's side to the ground, as the dragon warbles a greeting.
Cellia gives up trying to greet everyone she recognizes, and settles down for as decent a view as she can manage, her eyes bright with anticipation.
Hatching Sands> Kindre nods and smiles as the Candidates are guided out onto the Sands by the Weyrlingmasters.
Naiath bugles happily at Rhevanth, in her tones berating him for being a slowpoke.
Rhyana glances around, and moves over to join Ran and Kethran, after nodding at Zera. "My pleasure..."
Kethran hops down from Shanth's back, and waves to the other Bendenites. He remains with the Fort rider, though, settling down in front of Shanth to watch the proceedings.
J'dar clambers down Brenneth's side to the ground, as the dragon warbles a greeting.
Alea waves to Dysira. "Heya, Weyrsecond!"
Hatching Sands> Meli steps in, bows to the dragons as well, and takes her own position, standing proudly in her kilt, eyes constantly scanning the sands.
Minya nods to Cellia, and waves to Alea after snapping off a salute. She then slips forward toward K'tyn. "hey there, Bronzerider. Ista's duty." She salutes, and then leans over to give him a hug. "Thank you so much for that lovely gift."
Darci returns Dysira's hug with a "Hi!"
Kassima cranes her head in the direction of her name. "Jaria! Good t'see that you made it! And Alea, and--well, everyone else. Benden's duties to everyone, everywhere, and everything."
Jalla chuckles at R'val's words.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren reaches over and gives Asrai's arm a squeeze to reassure her as he shifts from foot to foot on the hot sands.
Karina quietly makes her way over to the reaches crowd, smiling and waving to those she knows.
D'va grins at Dysira and looks at her son. "And is this the infamous Nevaar I've heard so much about?"
Hatching Sands> Devlin gives a weird hop at one point as he walks to his place, a grimace crossing his features briefly. He casts a grin over at Fash, before settling quietly into place.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye bows deeply to the dragons and then dances slightly into place beside Asrai, the sands hot against her soles.
Hatching Sands> Emlyn has little attention to spare for looking up in the galleries, or at all the dragons setting the walls vibrating with their voices. She moves to a spot somewhere in the middle and turns toward the clutch.
Bronia grins. "Heya Alea!"
Ryialla says "Yeah, what Kassi said. Benden's duties, everyone!"
Hatching Sands> Alyssa lingers near the exit to the barracks, counting heads and nodding to herself when everyone is accounted for. That done, she takes a position to the far side, out of the way, where she can watch and wait to assist if needed.
R'val smiles at Jalla, "I'm not smug though, honest." he winks.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin wanders towards his spot in the semi-circle, standing between Breana and another candidate. Shuffling his feet his eye bulge out as he sees the eggs actually moving now. He stretches out an arm, taking the candidate's hands on either side of him, squeezing gently in encouragment, nervousness and anticipation.
From atop Lisoth, D'rlen unbuckles the straps holding him in.
Jaria follows after Keri and nestles herself smack dab within the HRW contingent and murmurs an unheard apology to whoever she bumped.
Brandalth leaps off the ledge.
Rhevanth lays down on the ledges next to Naiath as his rider plops down next to the green's rider.
Hatching Sands> P'tran looks over to the candidates as they approach the eggs, his expression turning a little more critical as he looks them over, but the atmosphere of the event gets to him and he smiles a bit more easily again
Ofira smiles down fondly at her erstwhile kitchen helpers, holding a good thought for them all.
Nevaar blushes some. "Hopefully good things."
D'ran says "G'even, R'val."
Jalla chuckles,"You, R'val..not smug...Faranth save us from the day..."
Oerth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
R'val smiles, "D'ran! Long time no see."
R'val pokes Jalla teasingly, "Oh you."
D'rlen climbs down from Lisoth's neck.
Alea rummages in her satchel, retriving a wine skin. "I came prepared!"
Dysira finds a seat, grinning at Alea. She chuckles to D'va, nodding. "Oh, look. There's Devlin."
Jalla thppts happily.
Ellwiny perches on Cirameth's foreleg with an absent, "Ista's duty," to any riders within hearing range. She peers down at the Candidates, a knowing smile playing around her lips.
From Oerths neck, Moving carefully Alania removes the straps holding her in.
Ursa hugs her knees to her tightly, still leaning against Spineth, letting the vibrations of his humming work their way through her back. The look on her face is nearly urgent as she watches.
Alania holds tightly onto Oerths neckridges and swings down, lightly landing on the ground
R'val grins immaturely and thpts right back!
Alania sighs and runs over to D'rlen "made it!"
Alea gives the Weyrsecond a warm hug before offering the skin to her. "Here, pass this around."
Ryialla rolls her eyes at Tinya. "So was it his..er..boyish charm..that convinced you to become Weyrmates, Tinya, or what?"
Hatching Sands> Wether its the heat seeping through her feet, or the reasuring squeeze from her fellow Candi, Asrai finally moves, tearing her eyes from the vast amount of people. She makes her way over to her place in the semi-circle, her eyes now on the eggs. "They're moving." She says in her utmost brilliant fashion, a rather stupid grin replacing the clear terror seen earlier.
yxz Zera nods at Jere and Lu as she squeezes her way to the front of the galleries, ignoring the protests.
Galleries> Kendra lifts her grandson up as she looks down on the sands. "Look Kery, there's your mother," she whispers to the baby, and then snorts to herself. "Silly flittery girl that she is..."
Galleries> Lusani grins and waves to Zera, watching the sands...
K'tyn grins admiringly at Minya. "Nice to see you at Benden, Rider." Hi eyes glint warmly. "Ah! Twas just something I meant to give you ages past.... An Impression gift, But..not it will be you graduation one, as well, hm?"
R'val smiles over at Alania, "Alania! Hi there!"
Lily bites her lower lip as she cranes her head forward to watch the progress of the Candidates. "This is so exciting. I so hope for the best for them."
D'ran returns R'val's smile, "It has been at that. Too much work to do to get away from the Weyr." he adds his own *thpt* to the spray as his hand seeks Jalla's almost unconsciously.
Ch'ran settles himself down oagainst Shanth's foreleg, gazing down over the general chaos totherelativeorder bel(Relative being a relative term.)
Tinya laughs at both Jalla and R'val. "He _has_ been horribly smug," she notes. "Both after this latest one _and_ the one a month or so back. And my poor, poor little blue having to share a ledge with him." She looks exaggeratedly mournful, glancing up at Liath with an overdone expression of pity.
Bronia leans against Couranth's leg and scans the candidates, looking for one face. "There he is! See that tall lad - that's Tasaren - he was an app with me at the Beasthall." She points him out to the other Istan weyrlings and cheers. "Go Tas!" - knowing he won't hear, but...
T'lar nods to Ellwiny. "Welcome." He holds out a wineskin.
C'vadan carefully records everyone who is not standing on the sands in his journal.
Hatching Sands> Breana swallows nervously, grinning in her usual mischevious way at Kaelin next to her.. but her eyes are slightly wider than usual, the only other indication of her nervousness.
Oerth warbles to Lisoth and settles next to him while Alania finds a place next to D'rlen
Hatching Sands> The humming of the dragons seems to nearly shudder the cavern with its reverberating tones as several eggs wobble about on the sands below them. A triumphant bugel, though, eclipses them, Ularrith's proud notes filtering up to join the melodical tradition of welcome. Herath adds her lyrics to the greeting, but her tone and protective stance betray her hesitation in stepping back. A soft murmur from her lifemate sends her two paces back and allows better view of hopping, rocking ovals dotting the sabulous grounds.
Silventh flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
R'val grins at D'ran, "Ah, well, I'm glad to see you in any case, welcome to the weyr."
Jalla smiles at D'ran, gets some evil look, mumbles "kilt" and just generally looks content.
Brenna pulls a cup from her satchel and holds it out for Alea to fill. "please, I left mine in the kitchen.
R'lym lovingly pats Zyrieth's neck, swings his leg over the bronze's neck and hops to the ground.
D'rlen grins scooting over to make room for Alania. "I see you made it all right," he says with a wide smile.
Alania smiles and waves to R'val "heyla R'val!"
Dysira takes the skin, "Oh, good. One of us was prepared.
R'lym look around, waves to a few familiar faces, then heads over to where Darci is sitting.
R'val chuckles at his silly weyrmate, nudges her with an elbow, and slides into her, gently hugging her with one arm. He smiles over at Alania, "Good to see you again!"
Darci looks up to R'lym and Br'mar from where she sits and waves them over.
Alea grins at Brenna. "No cup needed, just help yourself, Brenna."
Lisoth humms pleasantly at Oerth by way of greeting.
Ofira turns to C'vadan and says quietly, with a smile, "Keeping the record, I see."
C'vadan nods. "Old habits, Ofira."
T'lar nods to Ellwiny. "Welcome." He holds out a wineskin.
C'vadan is recording who *is* standing, btw.
Alea chuckles. "That's why they made me a wingleader...always be prepared, that's my motto."
Hatching Sands> Tasaren spares a grin in Asrai's direction, then swallows hard, trying to find some shred of composure as he watches the rocking, shaking eggs.
Galleries> Jereboam lets Zera take one of the saved seats...only one left.
D'va walks up to Darci. "I've got to give it to P'tran. Stealing Emlyn from underneath our dragon's noses is truly a trick to be envious of."
Margret's eyes unfocus as Aberuth takes her attention.
Alania grins and Ellwiny and nudges her
Ofira smiles, "And useful ones. I wish I had something to do with my hands at the moment - all this excitement is a bit much!"
D'rlen smiles, looking over to R'val. "R'val," he says, nodding slightly.
Brenna takes a swig from the skin and hands it back."Thanks." and puts her cup away.
Kethran's sands-ward gaze is fixed on one of the Candidates in particular, though he flicks occasional glances toward other friends of his who are Standing. One, though, in particular occupies his attention: Kenai.
Br'mar jumps down Silventh's side to the ground, using his foreleg as a step.
Ellwiny smiles gratefully to T'lar and takes the proffered wineskin. "Thanks. Think I had more need of this the last hatching I attended, though."
Minya chuckles softly at K'tyn. "Well," sheh murmurs, "I'm not sure when we graduate. But it was awfully sweet of you to bring me a gift." She looks down at the Sands. "Good group down there," she murmurs. "Any of them you like?"
Hatching Sands> An egg on the edge of the cluster abruptly shatters, and the blue hatchling released from his long confinement takes his first wobbly steps, seemingly aware that all eyes are upon him. He halts in his path and refuses to go any further--that is, until a tiny, plain-looking brunette girl from Big Bay is revealed as a Candidate side-steps from his place in front of her. Her eyes lock with the blue's, and each rushes towards the other as the first Impression is made.
Hatching Sands> Davidon glances around him and wipes his hands nervously against his thighs, selecting a place near a clutch of other Candidates and a bit behind them.
Galleries> Lusani ooohs and applauds. "First Impression!
Galleries> Qinan ahs.
Galleries> Tierla breathes softly. "Ohh my...
Galleries> Kaliela smiles and turns her full attention to the sands
Ryialla snitches her skin out of N'der's hand, earning her a black look from him and a chuckle from his Weyrmate. She takes a swig, grins widely, and hands it right back. N'der pouts. "Thanks a lot, Ryi."
R'val smiles, "Dr'len, good to see you.' He glances over at the sands again, and beams, "A blue!"
Alea turns her attention to the sands and the rocking eggs.
R'lym nods at D'va.
Ch'ran laughs, and trimp[hant cproclaims,"BLUE!"
Jalla oohs, "blue..."
Cellia laughs suddenly. "Hope no one was taking bets on that first hatch of the night."
Br'mar bounces down, and makes his way over to Darci's side at her wave.
T'lar says "Kassi won this one."
Ryialla groans. "There goes my record."
T'lean says "Darn...so much for a bronze first"
Suzotchka smacks her forehead. "Shardit, the bugger's a blue," she says with a glance at M'kla.
Merla grins, "Kassi was right!"
C'vadan sighs. Caitria is going to kill him for betting brown.
R'val grins, "And so was I!"
Tinya's head snaps around at gasps from the galleries, and she _cheers_. "Blue!" she calls, triumphantly.
Kethran chuckles at his friend. "Figures you'd be happy 'bout that. Silly bluerider."
Hatching Sands> Kenai looks away from the eggs just briefly, scanning the ledges and the galleries above, before turning her attention back to the scene in front of her. She shifts her feet restlessly as the heat seeps into the soles.
Hatching Sands> P'tran's smile broadens slightly as he sees the first egg finally crack, and his arm around Jehrina tightens a little, a look of fond rememberance on his face.
Galleries> Zera slips into the seat with a nod of thanks to Jere. She smiles as she finally catches sight of the Herder candidate. She murmurs wishes of luck under her breath.
Galleries> Tierla waves at bazel before turning back to the goings-on below her.
Alania claps excitedly
Rhyana looks over at Ran. "You *would* say that." she says quietly, then settles down and leans back on her hands.
R'val hugs hiis weyrmate tightly and grins at her, "Yay for us!" He kisses her.
Ellwiny blinks curiously at Alania, then immediately returns her attention to the sands. "Yes! Blue!"
Alea grins. "I didn't bet yet, what do you think? Green next?"
Shaphayl chitters proudly at the blue big-cousin impressing.
D'rlen laughs. "It's a blue!" he grins at Alania. "Always good luck."
Belcary slides into a seat next to Lily, looking vaguely embarrassed. "Sorry I'm late, Lily."
M'kla laughs at Suzot, and shakes her head, "So....we both lose...ye bring the cheese on the picnic lassy...."
Nevaar watches the first impression with fierce intensity.
Ursa cheers, while her lifemate bugles, ruffling her hair and messing her braid.
Jalla says "better be green"
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan grins, and glances at Emlyn, "A blue!" He hops to another foot, and watches the eggs a bit closer.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren calls a congratulations to the girl, surprised that it's finally started. He was starting to think it was all a dream.
D'ran applauds the new bludrider.
Cellia shakes her head seriously at her sister. "Brown."
Brenna 's eyes widen at the sight of the hatching blue.
Lily digs in her belt pouch, and hands out a mark, toward Kassima. "There you go," she calls, grinning. "A mark for you luck...Belcary!" She beams as she sees the Harper. "Do come and sit with me." She leans up to kiss his cheek. "Not to worry. Only one hatched so far."
Alania grins and takes d'rlens hand "I like blues"
Darci grins at D'va, "Well, these dragons will have High Reaches blood in them, Jeth's include. It is only fitting there are some of ours on the sands." Looking down she cranes her head, "Where is she... oh there she is."
K'tyn nods greetings at people arririve, calling out a "Benden's Duty," to every new batch. Prometh hums deeply, the sound that is not a sound throbbing through the stone as he stares down at eggs.
Suzotchka nods, smiling again. "Ye can count on it...especially if the /next/ one is a Broown."
Hatching Sands> Jehrina practically beans at the first pair of weyrlings, "Hard to believe it's been thirteen turns since we were on that side."
Hatching Sands> Devlin wipes his hands against his robe, watching everything through his own silence. He sways as he stands, like a skybroom tree in a strong wind, relieving each foot in its turn from the heat of the sands.
Galleries> Bazel slips into a seat and llooks down at the sands, hunting for his cousin.
D'ran gives Jalla's hand a squeeze, "There'll be plenty o' greens for ye to woo over, love."
Kassima raises her fist to the sky and gives a victory whoop. "Blue! Woooooo-hoo! Two wagers in a row; this is practically eerie. Mayhaps a kilt's my luck-symbol as well, eh?" She accepts Lily's mark with a grin, tucking it away in her pouch. "Thankee most kindly!"
Hatching Sands> The heat of the sands finally registered as painful, and Emlyn, who'd managed to walk normally to that point, does an odd side hop. She reaches down to rub the sole of her foot, and completely misses the first egg breaking and impression.
Ryialla sticks her tounge out at Suz. "Green, woman. Green."
K'tyn achs! "Kassi! You were right!"
Belcary kisses Lily back and grips her hand, scanning the ledges before watching the sands again.
Ellwiny chuckles at D'rlen and Alania, and passes them the wineskin. "Can you believe it?" she murmurs, gesturing towards the candidates.
D'rlen smiles warmly, clasping Alania's hand with his, turning his light green eyes back out towards the sands.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin gasps as he sees an egg hatch, his jaw visably dropping. He smiles widely as the hatchling seems to find who he wants right away, calling out a congrats to the girl even though chances are she can't hear him. He takes a moments pause to quickly scan the galleries to see if he can spot anyone that he knows there.
Hatching Sands> That foolish grin spreads even more across Asrai's face as she sees the first Impression made. Her feet shuffle from side to side as her mind wonders a bit <<..Wonder if Kassi won her bet..>> Her violet eyes then get drawn to some more heavy rocking.
Ch'ran quirsk agrin."I know I'm silly. It'smyjob. Anyway,thebestclutchesstart with a blue. Look at Tasorth."
Jalla smiles back at D'ran,'And plenty more blues to give chase..."
Merla mutters, "Only thirteen, Jehrina....?"
D'va nods. "How true." He grins. "And what better stock of dragons for it to be than ours, right?"
Hatching Sands> Smiling to those around him, Jorenan maintains a look of composure and dances from foot to foot. He winks once at Emlyn and hops a bit closer to her.
Hatching Sands> Kindre grins wide after watching the first Impression, "More attractive than his shell," she calls over to M'rgan while the pair is ushed over to the Weyrlingmasters for instruction.
Hatching Sands> Breana's eyes widen slightly, and she grins to the girl and her blue lifemate, hopping alternately from foot to foot as the heat of the sands pentrates the soles of her feet.
Galleries> Mikall smiles.
Alea grins at Kassi and crosses her fingers. "I'm thinking green, Kassi."
D'rlen chuckles a bit, shaking his head in response to Ellwiny. "No, it's... a strange feeling," he replies, smiling.
T'lean laughs at Merla's comment
Rhyana chuckles at Ran. "I'll say *nothing* against that clutch, and you know it." she says, lightening in expression a bit.
Kethran grins and just shakes his head. "I'm just watching Kenai," he admits. "This is... scary," he admits.
"And a handsome young blue," Minya murmurs, applauding with the rest. "Erbith seems very pleased."
D'ran's face flushes a bit as he nods back to Jalla.
T'lar smiles over at Merla. "Thirteen not enough?"
Hatching Sands> M'rgan clenches his fist in excitement and joy as he sees the first egg crack. He holds his breath until the first Impression is made and his fist clenches again. Beaming brightly, he raises his face to meet his lifemate's eyes. "Perfect, Ulie. Just perfect."
R'val nods his head with a smile, to Minya, "Aye, a right handsome fellow that one."
M'kla laughs a bit at Merla.
Kassima nods to Alea. "Green sounds good to me, aye. Green! Green, green, green!" For once, Lysseth seems in agreement as she bugles along with her rider's yell.
Merla grins at T'lar, "Aye, she just makes me feel old, 'sall."
M'kla says "Been....nigh on 23 for me."
Nevaar smiles at Dysira. "What do you think's next? I'll bet brown."
Jalla smirks happily, quite enjoying the look, squeezes his hand yells,'Green!" again, and settles back.
C'vadan scribbles madly to record everything that happens on the sands.
Hatching Sands> Barriarn blinks, as the first Impression occurs on the opposite side of the cavern from him. He glances about, looking completely lost.
Bronia grins and reaches over to take the wineskin from the other Istan weyrlings, taking a mouthful and handing it back. Her eyes scan the sands, one arm resting on her brown's neck.
T'lar says "Well, it's only been 14 for you, right?""
Alania chuckles and glances ath R'val then turns back to the sands
Merla smiles, "It's no matter, I remember Kimbrith's hatching like it were yesterday..I bet you do to, M'kla."
Merla nods to T'lar, "A little more, Leilanth was Kimbrith's first clutch."
Suzotchka looks up at M'kla, leaning against Prometh. "Twenty three?" she echoes.
Dysira looks at Vaar. "Green. Bet."
Ch'ran nods slightly, to Kethran. "Iunderstand," he says softly, settinghis hand onhis friend's shoulder. "I hope... I hope things work ouWhichever waythatis,goesunspoken.
Lily smils warmly at Belcary, eyes twinkling. "Get a chance to see that brother of yours yet?" She edges a bit closer to him, and looks down at the sands. "There's my fosterling," she says, poinging to Fashaylan.
Nevaar grins.
Alea smiles at Dysira. "I'll take that bet for a mark."
T'lar smiles and raises the skin. "To Kimbrith and her beautiful offspring."
F'nar says "That's my son, Lily!"
Hatching Sands> Sisirye shifts from foot to foot to the beat of 'hot hot hot'. trying to swallow, trying to breathe.
Brenna pats gwirith's side,absentmindedly,as she watches the events below.
Merla raises hers as well, "And great-grand offspring!" she meets T'lar's toast, referring to the eggs about to hatch.
Kethran nods quietly, absently, his gaze fixed on the Sands below as he reaches up to cover Ch'ran's hand with his own, needing the reassurance. Kerythan, at least, is being watched by Kenai's mother, which is seated down in the Galleries where she can see everything.
Kassima grins and calls over, "And to great-grandoffspring, as well! Especially the green that's *bound* to hatch next."
Ellwiny laughs. "Less nerve-wracking up here, certainly." She glances at Bronia. "Did you say you knew one of 'em?"
Minya flashes a grin at R'val. "Erbith has a good eye," she says, chuckling. "And she's glad to be watching this. Even if she doesn't believe she was ever that small."
Hatching Sands> Herath snorts at the brownrider, the tones filtered with mild disdain before returning her attentions to glaring at each and every Candidate. Chuckling, Kindre relays, "She said of course they are," to M'rgan.
Belcary shades his eyes. "I've not caught sight of Treg yet...I think he's on one of the ledges. I was trying to talk to the head cook and see if she knew where he was, but unless I grow wings, I'll not be catching him. I'll get a lift up to his weyr later."
Alania laughs and nods to Minya "Oerth doesn't want to believe it" Cellia grins at Minya. "They all think that."
Alea calls over to Minya. "They all say that, Minya. Gwirith says she was never that clumsy."
R'val grins at Minya, "No dragon ever does. My Vidarth certainly won't believe it."
Naiath rumbles softly, watching the events down below. Her tail snakes around to encircle her rider.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren dances a bit in place, more swaying than anything as he watches the eggs, nervousness written all over his face. He swallows again, and takes a deep breath, then another, and several more after those.
Bronia nods. "Tasaren." She points him out. "Hope he Impresses."
Lily grins at F'nar. "He is indeed. You've every right to be proud of him, Wingsecond." She then nods to Belcary. "I'd like to see Miner T'garrick as well. We do," she adds, "have something to talk to him about, after all."
Ch'ran quirks a lopsided smile, and returns his attention to the sands.
Keriann leans forward, still trying to pick out way down on the Sands the Candidates that she knows. Finally spotting them, she grins and leans over to nudge Karina to point them out to her, too.
Hatching Sands> A red egg with traces of sky blue rocks for only a moment before bursting apart, and the malachite-green hatchling released from her shell goes tumbling head over tail across the Sands with a sqawk of surprised outrage. Jumping immediately to her feet, she strides forward--right over the feet of a female Candidate too paralyzed to move. Unheeding of the girl's cries and the blood now staining her talons, she steps forward to turn her blazing red eyes upon a shy, quiet boy hovering farther back than his Candidate companions, and her vicious hiss turns to a croon of joy.
Cellia groans. "You were right, Alea!"
Hatching Sands> In all the movement that the first impression has generated, Emlyn finds herself getting a little crowded. She lifts her hands to either side, not to encourage anybody, but to maintain a little maneuvering room.
Jalla nods. "Green yup, and an angry one at that..."
D'rlen chuckles. "They didn't seem so small when /we/ stood out there, I remember," he says to Minya and Alania.
J'dar says "Brenneth says he's glad he isn't like that now. he doesn't remember if he used to be."
Jaria glances down at the sands and grins, spotting what seems to be the shape of a white mound of Bree. "Go Bree!" I mean, almost family always roots for each other eh?
Nevaar sighs and says "Oh well..."
Ofira smiles, "Green!"
Alea whoops with pleasure. "Green! What did I tellya!"
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan looks about, eyes twinkling merrily, feet shifting back and forth regularly, but frowns a bit as a young girl is trampled under green talons, but smiles wryly as impression is made.
Galleries> Tierla foregets to breathe again.
Her attention taken by the hatching of the next egg, Minya whistles softly. "What a beauty," she murmurs, then grins at D'rlen. "Indeed not. They looked *much* larger."
Pliarth leaps off the ledge.
Hatching Sands> P'tran winces and then sighs and shakes his head at that injury. "We do try to tell them ... " he comments softly to Jehrina
R'lym sits back and watches the Sands. "So far it sure looks like our Ularrith's done well.." he mutters.
Alania laughs and nods to D'rlen, moving a bit closer "Yes, I was a wreck"
Hatching Sands> M'rgan replies to Kindre's words with a cheery wink. Of course they are.
Alea takes a sip from the wineskin before nudging Dysira. "Did ya see that?"
Dysira grins, nudging her son. "Never bet against an ex Weyrlingmaster."
Hatching Sands> Sisirye stares wide eyed, hopping from foot to foot.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina nods slightlym "There's always one. it doesn't look too serious though."
Hatching Sands> Tasaren closes his eyes and gulps as the newest hatchling shreds the girl's feet. He opens his eyes again and shivers.
M'kla chuckles, "I were too startled t'bae a wreck."
Ch'ran winces slightly at the green, andthenglances overtoKassima,waitingforthegreenrider's triumph at her prediction.
Hatching Sands> Devlin rubs at his forehead with the sleeve of his robe, still rocking to relieve each foot for a moment or two, his motions almost like those of the eggs.
Galleries> Lokki hugs Ryeel tightly as he watches the hatching.
Alania cheers as she sees a green hatch
Hatching Sands> Kaelin raises his one foot off the sands, then the other in what is typically known as the candidate shuffle. His eyes scan the eggs, watching and waiting to see which will be the next one to hatch. Shutting his jaw when we realizes that he is still gaping, he keeps shifting about to relieve the pain that is hardly registering from his feet. He watches as a second hatchling emerges from its shell, and how the little green finds her lifemate. Once again he calls out congratulations, as if he was unaware of the difficulty others will have hearing him.
Hatching Sands> Sunset Symbiosis Egg spins on its rounded bottom, as the life inside seeks not a sunset but a dawn.
Hatching Sands> Asrai's blinks, her head swinging from side to side.."So fast..." She shuffles over some..perhaps the sand is cooler over here.
Tinya chuckles, nodding. "Liath looked at least _twice_ that big when he came running up, I'd swear to it!"
D'ran's expression turns from a pleased smile at the green hatching to an amused grin at the large tail suddenly appearing nearby, to a saddened one at the fate of the candidate.
Kassima nearly bounces on Lysseth's leg. "Green!" she exclaims in delight. "Um... next. Hrm. Green again, mayhaps? Nay betting on that one, though. Who had that skin of wine?"
Gwirith warbles a greeting to her new sister.
Merla says, "Any bets on the whole clutch yet? I'll a half mark that says...fifteen greens, eight blues, five browns, and four bronzes."
D'rlen squeezes Alania's hand, smiling. "We all were, though we showed it to varying degrees. I know /I/ was." He frowns slightly, concerned about the fallen Candidate.
Karina smiles brightly as she watches the hatching. Quickly, her eyes flash over to Ysareth and laughs "Yes yes, you were right..a green..." Her eyes go back to the sand
Hatching Sands> Breana only just seems to notice the gaze of Herath falling briefly on her, nervously dancing backwards. She glances to her fellow candidate, wincing slightly in sympathy.
Hatching Sands> Alyssa cries out in dismay as the Candidate is injured, though a sigh of relief follows when that Candidate Impresses. "Good for you, Calla," she says soothingly despite her worries.
Nevaar grins at his mom. "Well, I'll take the next one as being a bronze."
T'lar hands Kassi the wineskin.
Hatching Sands> Barriarn's eyes open wider, if possible, as a girl is blooded, and steps a little further back from the semicircle.
Pliarth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Rumbles disgustedly. jalla chuckles,'Well you fell at my feet, remember?" The green snorts, and pretends she didn't hear that.
Br'mar looks over at his father. "Do you know if Emlyn's parents made it here?" he asks quietly, keeping both eyes on the action on the Sands.
Alania smiles "You were fine, tho I didn't see much, I was one of the first to impress"
Nodding, Ellwiny peers down at the candidates. "Well, I hope he Impresses, too, then." She scans the half-circle of robed figures, and grins broadly. "Jays... it's good to be on this side of things."
Hatching Sands> Kenai winces, looking over at the injured girl, then looks back at the rocking eggs.
Ryialla leans comfortably against Pliarth, and watches.
M'kla chuckles to herself, "Aye..F'nar there were first...an I were last"
Hatching Sands> Sunset Symbiosis Egg topples, its tawny shell sinking lower in the sand. As it rocks back and forth, it digs itself a hollow, sliding ever further below the horizon.
D'va shakes his head at Br'mar. "I kindof doubt it, but they -might- be below in the galleries. I came straight here when Jeth heard the humming."
D'rlen grins. "You certainly did. I was busy watching a certain brown who was blundering into candidates, when suddenly this blue stopped at my feet."
Minya hears Ellie and nods, emphatically. "It sure is. It's great to be watching this, isn't it?"
Alania nods to Ellwiny "Yep, I'm sure glad I'm not there!" she reaches to put a hand on Oerths green hide
Bronia nudges Minya. "Couranth did that to one candidate before he found me" The big brown eyes her reproachfully. "I'm sorry love. You did."
Merla points to the Sunset egg. "This one has to be a brown."
Jaria watches avidly, and nudges Keriann, "D'ya see Bree and Emlyn?" she tries to murmer, but let's it end up being a sort of yell over the din.
Alea puts her hand up to lovingly stroke the neck of her lifemate. "Impressions always remind me of when Gwirith picked me."
Kimbrith snorts a little indignantly at her rider, who ignores her.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan taps Devlin's shoulder, and points out the Sunset egg, "Lookit!"
Hatching Sands> Asrai blinks, commenting softly, "An egg that burries itself?" She turns to Tas, hopping from foot to foot, "You'd think it'd have had enough heat already.."
Galleries> Lusani watches Tasaren. "Betcha half a mark he gets a brown...
D'rlen nods quietly at Bronia's comment. "Yes, though I think they ended up being fine, didn't they?"
Ryialla peers at the egg. "I think you might be right, Merla."
Br'mar nods. "I think Mom was going to see that her ride went and picked them up... hope they made it."
Bronia grins at D'rlen. "Can't imagine who that brown was...."
Cellia chuckles. "I remember a green and a bronze dancing around K'tel, like they couldn't make up their minds."
Alania laughs "Can't imagine!"
Lily looks down at the sands. "See? There are Breana and Devlin too. Oh, this is so exciting, Belcary. I'm so thriled for them."
K'tel snorts, looking over at Cellia.
Hatching Sands> Devlin looks over at Fash, then at the egg. He grins, "Hopefully it'll hatch before it buries itself."
D'ran leans down to whisper, "Next one will be a brown, I just know it." towards Jalla.
Alea nods at Cellia. "I do too, Cellia. I was holding my breath at that hatching."
Kassima takes a sizeable swig of wine, and calls, "More like three bronzes, I'd say! Brown? Hmmmm...." She consults her careworn piece of hide with its list of guesses, and nods. "Brown, certes."
Cellia grins over at K'tel. "What?!"
C'vadan smiles at Lily, then returns his attention back to the sands.
Jalla hmms back at D'ran. "Ok, tis a bet..I say blue..."
Hatching Sands> Jorenan steps from behind a group of his compatriots to get a better look at things on the Sands. He looks a little nervous, but not terrified. He sidles over to a group of Candidates he knows better than the rest.
Brenna privately thinks it might be a bronze.
D'rlen chuckles echoing, "Can't imagine!" once more. He grins, turning back towards the view below.
Hatching Sands> An assistant weyrlingmaster escorts the injured girl and her lifemate from the sands, though the girl's bleeding feet are forgotten in the rapture of Impression.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren turns to Asrai as he picks up first one foot, then the other to cool them, and shrugs. "Who knows?"
Minya grins at Bronia. "He did, didn't he? But hey, everything's great now."
Hatching Sands> So many eggs rocking, so much to look at and so much happening around him. Kaelin frantically tries to look in all directions at once, unsucessfully of course. He decides to concentrate on just one thing, but what? Oh, there, the Sunset Symbiosis egg, it seems like something that is good to watch and his hazel eyes rest on it for a time, watching it mostly but still flashing glances around the rest of the sands occasionally.
Galleries> Zera grimaces at the sight of the candidate being walked over and spares Lu a glance. "Mmm. I'm not betting on that, " she smiles and turns her attention back to the sands, sitting on the edge of he seat.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina makes a mental count, watching carefully as dragons hatch and find their lifemates.
Galleries> Lusani winces at the injured girl. "Gotta hurt.." and grins at Zera..
Belcary narrows his eyes to scan the crowd."True...I never thought it would be so noisy. I've never been to a hatching before."
D'rlen nods quickly in agreement with Minya. "It certainly is."
K'tel rolls his eyes and grins at Cellia. "What, she asks..." he mutters. "As if you didn't know."
Ofira smiles over at Br'mar and D'va, wanting to be impartial, but not able to help rooting for her Co-Craftmaster's fosterling.
Hatching Sands> The Sunset Symbiosis Egg rocks on its base, toppling out of its nest of sand. It rolls, and a green claw pokes through the surface. It bobbles, and an emerald snout appears. It bounces, and a tail snakes out of the shell. The pieces crumble away, and a marbled green dragon stands up on wobbly legs, shaking her head to toss away the shards.
She is the color of the sky when northern lights put the stars to shame: a deep piney green that might be mistaken for black if not for the highlights of emerald that marble her hide. Their brilliant green gives definition to her shape, revealing a sleek and well-muscled perfection; the delicate curves of her shoulders and neck are accentuated by the veins of brighter color. Her dazzling coloration combines with the sheen of new-hatched hide to effect the illusion of a heavenly radiance, and she glows with a precocious glory. Not to be outdone by the emerald fire that illuminates her outer form, her inner spirit is ablaze with unlimited energy and freedom. She moves with an unaffected, confident grace. And when she extends her wings, light refracts through the sails, diluting the deep and forbidding hue of her leathery skin into a perfectly translucent teal.
Areseth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
Rhevanth settles his head down next to D'ran, who fondly scritches the blue's eyeridges.
Hatching Sands> P'tran glances over to Jehrina, taking a guess at what she's doing when he sees her eyes flicker back and forth over the eggs. "ALways makes me remember our first hatching," he says with a grin.
Galleries> Mikall gasps for a second, then smiles.
Galleries> Lusani gasps at the green. "She's breautiful..."
Galleries> Tierla exhales slowly. "Oh goodness.
Abrieth flies here from the air over the hatching sands.
R'val's eyes widen and his grip tightens on his weyrmate's hand, his voice hushed with awe, "Look at that one! A lovely little green!"
D'ran says "Both wrong, it was another green."
"I've seen a few," Lily says, "here and at other Weyrs. But this one to me is special, with so many Miners standing." She slisps her hand into Belcary's." "What a pretty little green that one is."
Jalla oooohs, as Naiath warbles a happy greeting to her green-sister.
Alania cheers as she sees another green hatch
Cellia simply continues to grin, glancing at her sister next. "You were holding your breath!" She sighs softly. "Another green. But she's lovely."
Merla shakes her head, "I was wrong...again."
Kimbrith snorts again, almost an "I told you so".
Lysseth lets loose with a strident trumpet of greeting for the newly hatched green, and even Kassi doesn't look too unhappy at having lost. "What a lass she is, even if'n she's nay a brown!"
Ryialla says "Geez, that flight must have addled my brains. Gorgeous green, though."
Jalla nods, idly stroking Naiath's hide.
Nevaar chuckles softly. "That's two in a row I've missed, though that is an awfully pretty one.
M'kla laughs at Merla.
Belcary says " like the color. She's pretty."
Keriann grins and nods to Jaria, "It took me a while, but I finally spotted them." She misses the next egg to hatch, turning back at everyone's oohs to see what it is.
Oerth bugles a welcome to the new green
Hatching Sands> Jehrina grins and nods, "Aye. At least none of them are likely to chase after you this time."
Galleries> Zera sighs softly.
Hatching Sands> Breana grins up to Kaelin in reassurement, wether of herself or him it's not entirely clear. Tugging with her free hand on her robe, she nearly misses seeing the green hatch nearby, but sucks in her breath as her attention is drawn to the dragonet.
Bronia chuckles as Couranth bugles a greeting to the green. "That's made him happy anyway."
Alea nods. "Almost as pretty as my Gwirith!"
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan ohs softly, and points out the green to Emlyn, who has most certainly seen it herself, and grins, "That's a beauty."
Galleries> Chrissa eyes go wide with awas she watches.
Ch'ran nods slightly, after exchanging inaudible comments with Kethran, and he considersa moment, before putting an arm around his friend'sshoulders, and adding another soft statement.
Prometh trumpets a brassy greeting to the green as she enters the world. Kiat grins at his lifemate, shaking his head.
Aurelinth rumbles delightedly as dragonet after dragonet cracks shell.
Minya whistles softly as Erbith trumpets a greeting to the new green. "And another lovely one to join the Benden dragons."
Pliarth snorts at her rider. Ryialla pats the green hide. "Never as gorgeous as you, love."
Selandra climbs down from Abrieth's neck.
Karina leans forward, grinning. "Oh..isn't she lovely.." she gaps. ysareth rumbles and the rider laughs "yes, almost as lovely as you.." Karina can't help but roll her eyes before looking back at the sands.
Hatching Sands> Asrai's violet eyes blink...then blink again, commenting to herself...or perhaps those around, "now why would a dragon that looked like /that/ want to hide in the sand?"
Galleries> Corutney says "Alisande which is your friend?"
Tinya grins at the folks who've lost their bets, then nods as she looks back at the sands. "Aye. Lovely little thing, she is." Above her head, her dragon rumbles evident agreement, drawing a laugh from her.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren manages to smile at the newly-hatched green. "Shards, but she's dark," he comments to no one in particular as he shifts his stance in the sand. "And so graceful.."
Hatching Sands> Sisirye draws in a sharp breath as the hatchling tumbles to the sands.
Galleries> Alisande turns and flashes a brief smile to the other woman. "Asrai..See." Pointing, she falls silent again and stares down toward the sands.
Kethran nods again to Ch'ran, completing the one armed hug with his friend, and whispers back, his gaze intent on the Sands below.
Selandra arrives just in time to see the hatching of a green and smiles broadly, her lifemate warbling behind her as she watches.
Jaria nods absentmindedly to Keriann, eyes latched onto the green. A smile plays along the corners of her lips, "Pretty." she turns to her brownrider friend, "Does Nyth like her?" she asks teasingly.
D'rlen smiles quietly, watching the green and the Herder-Candidate that Bronia pointed out.
Suzotchka watches the hatching without a word, enjoying quietly the glimpse into what probably ought to be a private moment between dragon and new weyrling.
Hatching Sands> Kenai swallows, hard, her gaze fixed on the newly hatched green. She's even oblivious to the hot sands under her feet for a few minutes, standing absolutely still.
Hatching Sands> Herath -croons- at the green hatchling, her whirling eyes nearly matching that of her daughter. Bobbing her head while scritching the gold muzzle, Kindre smiles, "Yes, I can see how beautiful she is, dearheart."
Hatching Sands> Devlin turns a bit to see what's drawn everyone's attention, his eyes having been watching the hatching and subsequent impression of another hatchling. He smiles as he spots the green, his expression curious.
Galleries> Bazel ohs at Alisande, "She's my friend as well...." He grins, "My cousin is standing as well."
Selandra carefully picks Shaphayl up in her arms. Two pairs of eyes attuned to each other.
Naiath wurbles encouragement, deafening most about her.
Hatching Sands> "Beautiful!" Kaelin says, the word becoming more a whisper in the air. His eyes fixating on her for a long time before he can pull them away. He squeezes Breana's hand, and pushes aside a pile of the sand to see if he can possibly find some that is a little cooler to stand on - perhaps an impossible task.
Hatching Sands> The crimson marking rather like a cap on top of the egg that resembles carved skybroom suddenly falls off, with a claw poking up through the top of it, and the hole soon widens to spill out a thin brown hatchling who squeals at finding himself belly-down on the Sands. Hopping to his feet, the hatchling heads directly to... yes, it's M'rgan, and he seems intent on whuffling the brownrider's hair. He only succeeds in falling back onto his haunches. Screeching, the little brown scoots backwards--running directly into Benwald, who similarly falls on his rump. The boy's eyes suddenly light up with joy as the dragonet nuzzles his hair. "Oh! Oh! Toupeth, how can I hear you?" After a few rapt moments, Toupeth and B'ald head off together.
Hatching Sands> Jorenan cocks an eyebrow at the green. Habit from firelizard hatchings sets in, and he says, "Go on, find someone perfect!" to her. Even if she is a hundred times the size of the last hatchling he said that to.
Merellia ahs and smiles, peering down at the sands before shifting, jostled by Neith's eager push as the gold snakes her neck forward to bugle cheerily to the new hatchling. "She's a lovely beauty--Neith, careful! I'd rather not end up nose-down just now, please." Unrepentant, Neith croons briefly to her rider before returning her attention to the sands bewlow.
Hatching Sands> Long Lonely Labyrinthine Egg slowly begins to rock, tilting at one moment nearly on its axis before falling back down to the Sands again. Its movements are almost rhythmic between the steady motions and the pauses, as the hatchling within rests before resuming the battle.
Cellia smothers a chuckle, clapping at the emergence of the brown and its Impression.
Jalla chuckles, 'Silly little brown..."
Hatching Sands> Emlyn rocks from foot to foot in an unconscious imitation of the gold and brown dragons watching their clutch break to life. Since more dragonets are on the sands now, she looks left and right. As Toupeth and his lifemate walk by, she unconsciously and unthinkingly says, Borald, that creature's bigger than a tithe wagon!"
Ryialla glances at the labyrinthine egg. "That's a blue."
Hatching Sands> Marbled Northern Lights Green Hatchling stands for a moment, ruffling out her wings, so long cooped up in the egg. She looks out at the assembled Candidates, and utters a long and plaintive creel for attention, the sound of a miserably sticky, ravenously hungry hatchling. Almost as soon as the sound fades away, however, she blinks her red-tinged eyes, embarrassed by her own wailing. And she starts forward at an eagerly clumsy trot, following the instinct that leads her toward her lifemate. Somewhere in the sea of white robes, she senses a direction.
Galleries> Lusani watches the movements of hatchling and candidate...
Galleries> Chrissa sighs as another dragon takes her pick.
Alea grins at her brown rider sister. "There you go Cell, a brown."
Ellwiny smiles softly at the green, and settles back against her lifemate's side. A hand brushes across her eyes, wiping away tears which brim suddenly in her eyes.
Nevaar rolls his eyes at the newest brown and his lifemate.
Astride Areseth's back, Lal rests on the neck of her dragon, sprawling out to see the hatching. "Nice brown..."
Hatching Sands> M'rgan takes a step back as the brown hatchling approaches him. "Sorry but I've already found someone." He laughs in surprise, amusement, and curiousit as instead of Impression, the hatchling is only interested in whuffling him.
Galleries> Mikall grins at the antics of the brown.
Keriann deliberately widens her eyes at Jaria, then she laughs at Nyth's bugle and leans over to speak quietly to her friend.
Cellia nods seriously at her sister. "Well, I'm happy now."
"And a sturdy brown, as well," Lily says, smiling softly. "But not a Chiloth, I think." She leans over to kiss Belcary's cheek. "I'm so glad you could come."
Hatching Sands> Sisirye watches mesmerized as the hatling stumbles across the sands.
Hatching Sands> Meli ushers another pair towards the barracks, with murmurs of 'Feed 'im.' Once they reach the safety of the entrance, she turns back to watch over the remaining eggs and candidates.
Hatching Sands> P'tran smirks at M'rgan when he sees the hatchling mistake him for a candidate and chuckles. "Well, strange things like that are not that entirely uncommon at Benden Weyr. Remind me to tell you the story of the Benden dragons that tried to *Search* existing riders ..."
Hatching Sands> Tasaren chuckles a bit at the brown that sniffs at M'rgan before finding it's lifemate. He sighs, then watches the other hatchlings wander their way through the ranks of candidates.
Galleries> Tierla smils widely at the brown hatchling.
Ch'ran tightens hisarm slightlyaround Kethran."You're not,"he says softly. "S'what friends are for...." Hesort ofhalf-shrugs, grinning at the rather perplexed brown hatchling for an instant."We'll see,., allright?"
Hatching Sands> Long Lonely Labyrinthine Egg ceases motion for a very long time--or perhaps it is not so long. Perhaps your imagination is what draws out the time. Then, abruptly, it gives a little hop--and noises can be heard now from inside. *Tap* *tap* *tap.*
Galleries> Mikall bursts out laughing at P'tran's comment, then quickly shuts up.
D'ran grins at the brown's antics, "Remind me to give M'rgan a hard time about that one."
Hatching Sands> Devlin walks around in a slow figure-eight, having decided that swaying isn't helping much with the heat, or nervousness.
Minya chuckles softly. "And a brown too." She grins at Bronia. "What a charmer, eh?"
Hatching Sands> Breana tries to look in varied directions, pausing to wave up at the galleries, then stare at the rocking eggs, watching this and that hatchling as they pass by and Impress.
Hatching Sands> Kindre chuckles and shakes her head at the young brown's actions.
Hatching Sands> Asrai bites her lower lip, but its clear there is a bright smile beneath it as the Green takes off in search of the one that will make her life whole. "Poor thing's prolly hungry." Ooo, nother brilliant observation. Of course all this thinking, she forgot to mnove her feet, jumping a little in suprise as she realises just this.
Galleries> Lusani giggles at the Hatchling.."Silly brown.." and then laughs at the comment...
Bronia laughs. "Wasn't he just"
Hatching Sands> Davidon smiles at the green and joins the other Candidates in little hopping dances to keep his bare feet cool enough to tolerate the heat.
Hatching Sands> Jorenan steps out of the way of a smaller boy who's suddenly racing across the sands. Presumably to meet someone who's talking to him in his head, but he loses track of him halfway, and doesn't see the result.
Belcary loops his arm around Lily's waist and nuzzles her neck a little. "From what my brother tells me, Pern couldn't take more than one or two Chiloths. I wonder who he'll go to. At least gambling isn't one of my many vices...I'd have no idea where to bet."
Kethran nods to Ch'ran, and grins at the brown as well. "You're a good friend," he says quietly, then returns to his gazing. He doesn't release his friend's shoulders, though."
Hatching Sands> M'rgan says, "Sounds like an interesting story, sir," before his attention is diverted to the taptaptapping egg.
T'lar drinks his wine, reflecting.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin's eyes dart between the various dragonets that are on the sands, including the ones that have already found lifemtate. His eyes rest on the eggs for a moment, still with a look of amazement on his face as he takes in that they are moving! He shuffles a little more, the pain in his feet a mere discomfort compared to the attention grabbing eggs and hatchlings.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina says "How many times has T'gar been Searched? And Nich?"
Jalla sighs, tears forming at her eyes,'Shards, seems like only yesterday...."
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan grins as the brown wuffles and finds his lifemaet, after an interesting taking to M'rgan, and watches Devlin's pacing for a bit, until it makes him dizzy, and he decides to watch the green instead.
Hatching Sands> Barriarn continues to look lost, as if he's completely forgotten why he's even here. Instinctively, he keeps shifting to prevent his bare feet from scorching, but his blank eyes seem to glaze over the surrounding events.
Galleries> J'lyn comes in from the bowl.
Galleries> Mikall claps a hand over his mouth too keep from laughing.
Kassima nods absently, watching the labyrinthine egg. "Brown," she agrees. "Too big for green; too narrow for bronze."
Hatching Sands> P'tran grins at Jehrina.
Alania sighs as she watches the the dragons find their lifmates, and looks lovingly at Oerth
Ch'ran quirks a small smile. "Itry to be," is all he says, keeping hisattention focussed below, more orless.
Hatching Sands> As the Marbled Green hatchling achieves her clumsy trot, Emlyn rivets her attention that way. She gets her weight balanced, ready to spring aside, just in case. People nearby can hear her mutter to herself, "just like lambing time. Just like lambing time. Only bigger. Much bigger."
Lily leans against Belcary, grinning. "Chiloth is an original, that's for sure. And, if you want to bet, I'll bet a kiss that the next egg hatches a blue."
Hatching Sands> Kindre turns to the Weyrleaders, their words finally filtering in. Continuing to chuckle, she comments, "Shells, I'd like to hear that one as well."
Galleries> Tierla chuckles softly.
Alea nods at Kassima. "Blue then?"
Hatching Sands> Marbled Northern Lights Green Hatchling veers sharply to the right, her long emerald tail swishing through the sand behind her. Picking up speed, she barrels forward toward a group of young women, her previous cry of helplessness forgotten in the exuberance of her next bugling call. Somewhere in the sea of white robes, she senses a guide, leading her like a beacon.
Galleries> Zera smiles.
R'val smiles at Jalla, "It always does, hmm?" He winks.
Jaria gives Keriann a quiet look, "If you ever need to talk, I'm available." she says and smiles, just faintly, "And by the congrats to Nyth.." turning to the brown dragon, "For winning that flight."
Ryialla says "BIG blue."
Selandra's gaze dances from candidates waiting to teh eggs rocking slow or swift, and then to the folks awaiting eagerly on the ledges. "Blue from that one maybe."
Lisoth continues his low, almost inaudible humming, turning once and a while to look at D'rlen and ask him silent questions.
Belcary says "Done. I bet it hatches bronze.""
"Look," Minya says, gesturing ot the green. "She's found who she's looking for."
Jalla nods, wiping awya the tears.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan blinks as the green barrels at the girls, and he peers at Emlyn, "Lambing time?"
D'ran pulls Jalla to him in a gentle hug, "Aye, that it does."
Hatching Sands> Sisirye watches in amazement and tugtugs on the hem of her white robe.
Hatching Sands> As if it were aware of the attention on it, the Long Lonely Labyrinthine egg begins to spin about crazily on the Sands. Sprays of the hot granules shoot towards the Candidates as its movements displace them. The egg rolls even farther away from its clutchmates, as though to make the feeling of... loneliness, or perhaps seperation, complete.
Dysira leans forward in her seat to watch more closely.
Hatching Sands> Asrai's violet eyes widen as the Green picks up speed...heading right for the Candis. Oh no, what'd they say to do...jump up..no that's not it..jump towards the hatchling..no no..of yes! Dodge out of the way. Asrai bends at her knees slightly, still doing that little hop hop thing to keep her feet cool.
Galleries> Tierla nudges Kaliela. "Look at that egg, poor thing.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren nods as he overhears Emlyn. "I know that feeling..." he says, watching the Marbled green. He grins as the hatchling seems to know where she's going, even if it takes her a bit to get there.
Astride Areseth's back, Lal looks down at the labyrinthine egg and declares: "Brown! Look at it!"
Hatching Sands> Kenai blinks and takes a few hurried sideways steps, to be sure she's out of the path of the green.
Selandra shivers lightly as she watches the egg roll. "Lets hope if finds a lifemate quickly once it hatches." she murmers.
Ryialla says "Too predictable."
Hatching Sands> Barriarn lifts an arm to block sand from his face, but a tad too late. Spitting out grit, he shifts closer to the candidate next to him, who then shifts over as well, feeling crowded.
Naiath cranes her neck forward, eager to see. She almost twitches her tail, but remembers where it is, and keeps it about he rider. Jalla smiles up at D'ran, nodding.
Hatching Sands> Breana stumbles slightly out of the way in order to let a hatchling past her, looking after it with a mixed expression on her face. In the next moment though it's gone as she turns her attention back to the heat of the sands, shuffling her feet.
Cellia is inclined to agree with Lal. "Brown," she decrees.
Kassima shakes her head at Alea. "Nay, nay, on this I've got to go with the majority: brown! And a confused one, it that shell's any indication."
Ellwiny's ears prick up a bit at sounds of bets being placed, and she glances speculatively at the other weyrlings. "Say, any of you up for a little wagering?"
Hatching Sands> Devlin's gaze tracks the labyrinthine egg's movements, pausing in his pacing.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye makes sure her knees aren't locked so she can move if she needs to and licks her dry lips.
D'va bounces up and down trying to get a look.
Lily laughs softly. "Sounds a very fair bet to me, sweet," she says to Belcary. She looks down at the Sands, watching another of the eggs rocking. "I can never quite get over the excitement of this." She edges closer to the Harper, sneaking a quick glance at him.
Hatching Sands> P'tran peers out towards the candidates as the newest hatchlings move about, and he spots a few near-misses between hatchling and candidate, but as they stay just taht -- misses -- he looks satisfied.
Ch'ran pondersfora moment. "Or justdizzy, Kassi...."
Alania smiles over to D'rlen and leans against Oerth
Lal takes a LEAP off of Areseth's neck ridges with consummate ease, sliding down the last few meters on his legs. The dragon visibly flinches, fearing for his rider EVERY shardin' time she does that.
Minya grins at Ellwiny. "A little wager? Certainly. What shall we bet?"
Hatching Sands> Though his attention had been taken by the flight of a boy across the sand, Jorenan returns to his more immediate surroundings in time to dodge a blue who's intent on someone else.
Galleries> Kaliela nods absently to Tierla, focusing her attention on the antics of the hatchlings and candidates on the sand
Lal oifs onto the ground to get a better look. "Perhaps a big an' dumb brown, but it be a brown."
D'rlen gives Alania's hand a brief squeeze, beginning to quiet as the hatching activity escalates. He turns to watch Minya and Ellwiny with a grin.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin keeps an eye on the green for a moment, watching as she picks up speed to head towards a goup of girls. Making sure that he isn't in the way he turns his attention back to the sands, and the other eggs that are crying out for attenion. Occasionally though, his eyes drift to the green, curious to see what she is up to and to see if she has found the person that is uncounciously guiding her.
Galleries> Lusani mutters a name under her breath...
Bronia grins at Minya and Elly. "I'll bet three days firestone sacking that's a brown"
Big? Dumb? Choloth snorts, interrupting his humming for a moment. Cellia does as well. "Hush, lump," she grimaces at him.
Belcary scans the mound, looking for the next egg to hatch and make good his bet. :)
Alea laughs at Bronia. "Jays, you like to live dangerously, Bronia!"
Hatching Sands> There is a flurry of activity as four eggs crack at once, releasing a pair of greens, a blue, and a darkly burnished bronze. Two boys step forward towards the bronze dragonet, but each finds himself staring into the rainbow eyes of a blue and green dragonet respectively instead. A stick-thin weyrbred girl is claimed by the second green with creels of joy. As for the bronze, he butts his head insistantly against the hand of a short Tannercraft boy whose stocky build is a match for his own.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan shrugs, and hop hops on one foot for a bit, fidgeting with his robe, eyes darting between eggs and hatchings.
Galleries> Mikall hugs Kaliela, hoping for Sisirye with her.
Tinya just watches quietly now, peering intently at the sands as she waits for that little green to make up her mind. She leans against R'val comfortably, one hand tucked into his.
Prometh rumblegreets his clutchmate, Areseth as K'tyn nods a greeting at the large brown.
Ellwiny chuckles, and looks down at the labyrinthine egg. "Blue, I think," she murmurs, and nods to Bronia. "I'll take that bet."
T'lean says "Woohoo! A Bronze!"
R'val squeezes Tinya's hand gently and cheers quietly, grinning, "Yay, look, a bronze Impressed!" He smiles.
Hatching Sands> As the Long Lonely Labyrinthine egg rocks with what could be termed convulsions, a maze of fine cracks winds itself over the similar maze of markings on the shell. For a moment, the egg in its entirety becomes one blurring puzzle within a puzzle--and then, the confusion ends as the puzzle is solved by the egg's occupant. Shell-shards go flying everywhere as a small, dark hatchling barely determinable as blue tumbles out onto the Sands. Whirling red eyes flecked with sapphire tints that give hint to the good nature of the dragonet even at this moment of hatching, he picks himself up to regard the Candidates all around him with curiousity.
Lithe and compact, this small hatchling isn't much to look at just out of the egg; his hide is so covered with egg juices that its hard to discern anything about his appearance besides his dark hue. As his hide begins to dry, however, his true colors are revealed: a deep blue the precise shade of midnight's navy skies runs along his underside. Very striking... yet a glimmer of silver warns that this is not all that there is to him. Speckles of moonlight brightness have been scattered over his back and tail, making him look for all the world as though he has been wrapped in a cloak of stars. This silver spangling begins at the top of his head, and pours across his back and wings to the very tip of his tail; his neckridges gleam as if they had been fashioned from polished pieces of metal rather than dragonflesh, and all of these markings reflect light into the eyes of those watching him to make it seem like he is truly luminous. There can be no doubt that he's one dazzling hatchling! And as he bounds energetically from the shards of his egg to greet the world and the strange white-robed things in it with an enthusiastic *bugle* coming from the gracefully tapered muzzle that lends him an almost aristocratic air, it becomes apparent that his looks will be outshone only by his charm.
Hatching Sands> J'cob exchanges a look with Meli. Greens -- is there anything they can't do?
Galleries> Lusani ooohs and grins at the new hatchling..
Ryialla says "Yes! A blue! Hah!"
Ryialla thpppppts at Kassi.
R'val grins and cheers, "Awwright, a blue!"
Lal achs. "Tis a blue?"
D'rlen calls out, "All right!" as another blue hatches, smiling broadly.
Kassima returns the pthbbbbbbbbbbt, with interest.
Zmeth bugles to the new bronze as his lifemate chuckles tolerantly.
Alania nudges D'rlen "A blue love!"
Alea grins at R'val.
Jalla says "nice looking blue, should be good in the air..."
Cellia chuckles even as she applauds the new hatching. "I couldn't be more wrong at this guessing game," she laughs.
Areseth rumbles. He was sure it was a brown.
R'val grins over at Alea.
Hatching Sands> Devlin grins as the blue tumbles from his shell. He nudges Fash, pointing out the newly hatched dragon.
Galleries> Kaliela leans forward, watching the sands and biting her thumb nail
Galleries> Tierla admires the blue hatchling.
Galleries> Mikall looks down at the new hatchling, wishing he could draw to capture what it looks like.
Galleries> J'lyn walks out to the bowl.
Kethran grins at Ch'ran. "Another blue. Cute one, too. Not as cute as Shanth, though -- or his rider." He nudges his friend playfully, trying to adopt a lighter mood.
Alea says "It doesn't pay to bet. You might as well through marks into the desert."
Lily flashes a grin at Belcary and leans over to kiss him soundly on the lips. "There."
Sayra grins. "Blue! And green, and greeen, and bronze, and BLUE!" she cries happily, watching the sands.
Ryialla rubs her hands together. "I may make some marks this hatching yet.."
Ellwiny blinks, and grins broadly as her prediction proves true. "Maybe I should do this more often, hmm?" Cirameth lifts his head and bugles an exuberant greeting to the hatchling.
Hatching Sands> As the pace increases, Meli finds herself busily moving about the sands, hustling new-made pairs along out of the way and towards their first meal. She finds the time to exchange an amused glance with J'cob, before another Impression calls her away.
Tinya cheers. "Alright! Gorgeous little guy," she says approvingly, then laughs and glances up and back as Liath rumbles. "I didn't say more than you, so hush!"
D'rlen chuckles, beaming a warm smile at Alania. "A blue, certainly! This is interesting," he says, shaking his head, as if not having expected it to be so.
Hatching Sands> Marbled Northern Lights Green Hatchling gallops ahead, unused wings bouncing on her back and kicking up sand as she careens toward the candidates. He back feet out race her front, and she tramples over her own heels in her eagerness, falling forward into the sand. Her wedge-shaped head digs a furrow through the grains and she snorts, sending up a tiny cloud of dust. Somewhere in the sea of white robes, she senses a destination. But its going to be hard to get there, now.
Belcary looks over at Lily, and gladly takes the kiss, returning it too. "Ah, Lily."
Hatching Sands> Kindre's eyes go wide when the blue escapes the shard that held him. "He," she simp6ly states while gauging each twist of color along his hide, "will grow to be quite the handsome fellow."
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan sighs softly as the blue hatches, "Amazing," he says to Devlin, and hums a bit of the Minecraft song under his breath.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren calls congrats to the four who just Impressed, then looks at the blue who just hatched. "Wow. Strong lungs on that guy." He shifts in the sands again, wondering if he buries his feet in them if they'll be cooler. Ouch, guess not...
Hatching Sands> Sisirye shifts her position trying to see the new blue hatchling and keep her eye on the others at the same time, nervously clutching the hem of her robe.
Alea drinks deeply from the wineskin before handing it off to the next in line. "I love hatchings."
Merellia's mouth curls as she laughs, calling over to the Ista weyrlings, "Congratulations on a good guess, Ellwiny--" she arches an eyebrow in curiosity, "--what'd you win on that bet?"
Hatching Sands> Illuminated Stardust Blue Hatchling stands still for a moment by the remains of his shards, lifting his wings a bit--though the egg-gooed tips still trail in the Sands. He peers in one direction, then another--then another yet, apparently willing to take his time. Finally, he turns around to face his golden mother and greets her with a brassy little trumpet.
Hatching Sands> Barriarn hop-skips out of the way of a brown who veers too close to him, barely avoiding a wingtip to the forehead. Frowning, he clenches his hands into his robe and chews on his lip.
Shanth lets out a goodnatured *bugle* over Kethran's andCh'ran'sheads-not/quite/loudenough to make ears ring. Heapproves of blues, yousee. Ch'ran grins at Kethran, and sort ofhalf-shrugs, dismissingly, though he pinks a little.
Darci sits very quietly, but twirls a lock of hair around her finger, as she feels the anticipation and nervousness of the candidates below.
T'lar smiles at the impression of bronze by the Tannercraft boy. "Heh, Nicoth. I know that kid. He was one of my father's apprentice's."
Minya just blinks at the sudden hatchings, her eyes darting this way and that. She grins at the little blue's bugle. "Oh, he's a charmer, that one."
Hatching Sands> Alyssa continues her quiet stance to one side, hands behind her, alert but inobtrusive. The hatching of the Stardust blue raises a smile on her lips, and she comments quietly to Meli, "He rather reminds me of Adonith...just a bit."
Galleries> Tierla chuckles at the newest hatchling. "He's going to be a charmer, that one is.
xya Mikall starts to munch on his knuckle.
Oerth croons a welcome to the new blue
Dysira takes the skin, still marveling at the blue. "Beautiful."
Bronia grins over at Merellia. "I lost - so i do her firestone sacking for three days, ma'am"
Ofira gazes out at the sands, trying to see everything at once, smiling quietly.
Ryialla says "Oh, what a sweetheart.."
Hatching Sands> Breana notes the hatching of the blue, but keeps her eye on the green who moves near.. somewhat too near. The young girl tenses slightly, ready to move out of the way if need be.
Galleries> Kaliela grins and nods in agreement with Tierla
Alea grins at Dysira. "Your partial too."
Suzotchka looks up at M'kla as the stocky young boy Impresses his Bronze. "Was it that way for you?" she asks quetly.
Hatching Sands> Asrai's eyes go this way and that...Blue Green, Blue Gree.......oh the Green falls. Asrai's heart imediately goes out to the Green, taking a step forward. Then something clicks in her head as she shakes her head, backing up, "No no..they said they'd be fine..they promised." But she watches just the same to make sure.
Ellwiny looks over at Merellia. "Thanks, ma'am," she calls. "And three days' worth of firestone stacking from Bronia."
Dysira looks amused, "Well, a bit."
Hatching Sands> Kaelin watchs in astonishment as he sees the blue hatch, "Dazzling" he mouths, then licks his lips to moisten them slightly. He drops the hand of the candidate next to him, raising his own to wipe his damp face with it as he desparetly tries to look at everything that is happening. Hop, shuffle, dance his feet go, doing everything that they can to find a cooler place to rest on.
Galleries> Lusani looks at Asrai. "Smart girl. She didn't go...
Alania grins and give a thumbs up to Ellwiny!
M'kla laughs a bit at Suzot, "Like that fer me lass? Nay...Torinth came ou of her shell, an I knew she were mine."
Kassima hrmphs and comments, "*Next* one's a green," in a voice that leaves no room for uncertainty.
Hatching Sands> Meli grins at Alyssa, nodding as she steps over a bit of discarded egg covered with hatching fluid.
Galleries> Kendra hrmphs quietly, watching the activity on the sands with a narrow-eyed gaze.
Suzotchka smiles at the image. "Ai wish Ai'd saen it."
Ryialla says "Brown."
Hatching Sands> Devlin lifts a hand to his mouth, chewing on a fingernail as he watches all the going's on. He blinks a bit, dodging to one side as a brown barrels past.
Nevaar smiles. "They'd have a long ways to go to catch up with Jesseth."
Hatching Sands> Jorenan again steps out of the way. He slides backward further, ending up near the edge of the group of Candidates he was with. He grins encouragingly, apparently forgetting entirely that one of these dragonets might be looking for him. "Go on," he says under his breath, "go on..."
M'kla laughs softly, "Lassy....I dan't think ye were e'en born."
Lal overhears M'kla, and nods to her. "Same here. An' I laughed me head off when I saw Areseth." Areseth bugles in protest at that. "Well, BigBoy, yeh were funny!"
Hatching Sands> M'rgan keeps a close eye on the green as it comes near Breana. Far too near for comfort. He bites his lower lip, resisting the temptation to urge her to move away.
C'vadan chews on the end of his stylus, waiting for the next Impression.
Alania watches the green "Shes sure taking her time!"
Dysira winks at Nevaar.
Merellia's eyes crinkle at the corners in amusement. "Aren't you glad you're none of you needing to muck out weyrs any longer? Or at least I guess you'd be glad of that, Bronia," she says with a quick grin to her.
Hatching Sands> Herath creels along with the fallen green, but remains in place, letting the young hatchling find her way free. Kindre can't help but murmur encouragement at her, though.
"Na," Suzotchka acknowledges, "but Ai wish it just the saeme."
Jaria watches Bree and bounces within her seat, "BreeBreeBree!" she murmurs under her breathe over and over again.
Lily grins impishly at Belcary. "We'll have to bet like this more often, love," she murmurs. She then looks down to watch the hatchlings on the sands, eyes darting to the former Miners down there.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan actually feels the air whoosh past as the brown barrels through, and he hrms softly at the Green's predicament.
Hatching Sands> Emlyn, when the marbled green, takes her muzzle-dive, exhales heavily and straightens from the crouch she'd dropped into. That one bears watching, and she keeps an one the determined green while making sure none of those other dragonets are bearing down on her.
M'kla laughs a bit, and offers her arm to the young woman companionably. "Well, if wishes been runners."
Ryialla favors Kassi with a smugness born out of sheer overconfidence. Not that that's going to stop her or anything, mind you.
Jalla mumbles to herself,'Next is a bronze, nbut i'm always wrong..."
Hatching Sands> Kenai fidgets uncomfortably, watching hte green with half of her attention and a fair amount of concern.
Suzotchka links arms with the Greenrider and finishes the proverb, "..We'd all be ridin' those instead o'dragons!"
Hatching Sands> Marbled Northern Lights Green Hatchling clambers up to her feet, swaying awkwardly as she tries to regain the balance that carried her this far. Like a newborn calfs, her spindly legs are strong, but unreliable. But like a newborn calf will seek its mother, she totters forward butting her head into her choice. Somewhere in that sea of white robes, she was sensing Emlyn. Emlyn was watching her. And Emlyn will surely understand.
Cellia wraps her arms around her knees, calmed down slightly now that things are well underway. She seems to be in her own world.
Hatching Sands> Illuminated Stardust Blue Hatchling abruptly gives himself a good shake, sending sand and egg fluids splattering everywhere. Not that he notices. Craning his neck to *peeeeer* at these white-robed creatures, he steps confidently up to Barriarn and gives him a long sniff. Then, he sneezes, and looks quite startled by this--one can just see him wondering, 'What did I *do*?' Deciding he's not entirely pleased with the reaction, he gives his best hatchling *roar* in Barriarn's face and moves on.
Jaria whoops! "Emlyn!" not a bad choice that either, Bree or Emlyn woulda been good.
R'val squints forward, "Is..that green going for Emlyn?" He blinks.
Hatching Sands> Alyssa blinks and, beside her, nudges Meli. "That pretty green's got her eyes on Emlyn."
Galleries> Lusani giggles at the blue, then watches the green as she seems to make a choice...
Galleries> Tierla grins. "I REALLY like that blue.
Alania claps "oh, she's chosen!"
Bronia points. "I think that greens chosen!" She cheers.
Ryialla suddenly swivels her head to watch the sands as she gets a NUDGE from Pliarth. "I think she is..I think she is!"
Karina leans very far forward. "Is that Emlyn..?" she gasps, her eyes quinted to see.
Naiath bugles!!!!! as Jalla cheers,'Emlyn!! , yee hah go 'Reaches....."
Ofira smiles excitedly, "Yes, choose Emlyn, she encourages the green."
R'val beams hugely, "It is! Oh,t hat's so wonderful!"
Hatching Sands> Meli turns back from watching the brown, and lifts a brow. "Hmm? She does?"
Lal peers over the ledge. "Emlyn? Oh yah, that Reaches girl."
M'kla WHOOPS suddenly, pleased as punch for Emlyn, 'Oh, ye /go/ lassie! Way tae go!"
C'vadan grins broadly as Emlyn Impresses.
Ellwiny laughs softly as she catches Alania's comment. "She's not the only one," the weyrling murmurs, glancing up at Cirameth. Then, as cheers go up around her, she stares back down at the sands. "Oh! Good for her!"
Alea smiles as another green impresses.
Cellia breaks into applause for the Impression, while Choloth lets out a BUGLE.
D'rlen's smile deepens as the blue makes it's choice.
Suzotchka is jostled by M'kla's whooping, and cheers as well. "AYE, Emlyn!" she hollers.
Hatching Sands> Breana relaxes somewhat, watching the green move over to Emlyn, she smiles over to the pair. Cringing slightly, her eyes dart over to the blue at his loud roar.
Belcary smiles. "I Agree. Do you know who that one is?" He points to the candidate who just impressed.
Gwirith bugles a greeting to another new sister.
Tinya hmms, then nods, slowly. "I _think_ so," she says, then yelps with delight as it's confirmed.
T'lar says "Now that green has unusually good taste."
Minya beams. "What a beauty..and so wise." As she applauds, Erbith trumpets her congratulations.
Prometh bugles at the impression as K'tyn cheers for the former candidate. Ofira adds her cheers to the others, truly pleased.
M'kla laughs and hugs Suzot briefly, pleased.
D'ran cheers for Emlyn as the 'Reaches Candi Impresses.
Kassima narrows her eyes to stare, and abruptly bounces again. "She did! Emlyn--ach, there can nay be a more perfect one for such a lass! Marvelous! Aiyeeeee!" This last is said as Lysseth's *very* loud bugle seconds her lifemate's approval of the pairing.
Silventh BUGLES loudly as beside him, Br'mar surges to his feet. "All right Emlyn!"
Darci sits forward and cheers for Emlyn, looking over towards D'va, "See a very nice pair."
Hatching Sands> Sisirye watches the hatchlings, finally remembering to breath..and move for that matter. Clenching her hands awkwardly at her sides her head whips around to the new blue as he roars.
Merla hugs T'lar spontaneously, because he's there.
Hatching Sands> Asrai lets out an explosive sigh, "Oh Good." She then turns her head when she hears the 'roar'..and the sneeze. Ah, a hatchling she can relate too...the thought is so amusing to her, Asrai finds herself giggling. Perhaps its stress...or nervousness, perhaps a healthy dose of each...but this is just /too/ funny to her...Asrai holds her tummy as she continues to giggle, rememebring a bit late to cover her mouth.
Belcary says "Oh...Emlyn...everyone's shouting it."
D'va cheers! and nods to Darci. "Yes, very much so."
Kethran smiles at the green's choice, and nods with satisfaction to his companion. "That's good -- though I doubt Sionelle'd agree with me."
Lily looks down at the green, and the girl who she has, apparently chosen. "Emlyn," she says, "from teh Reaches. One of D'va and Bryena's fosterlings. An utterly charming girl. I'm very happy for her."
Ryialla breaks out into cheers as Pliarth buglebugleBUGLES! Ryi winces. "Ow, lump..d'ya have to be so sharding LOUD?"
T'lar hugs Merla back happily. He doesn't look like he has plans of letting go any time soon.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan gasps, and stands back, "Em! She wants you." He grins and hops again, winking at Devlin.
Lisoth trumpets exhuberantly, joining in the noise.
Hatching Sands> After wobbling for a sizeable span of time, the plaid-hued egg shatters to reveal a small misty green dragonet. She greets the world with a sound that is half-trumpet, half-creel, and--well, *swaggers* is the best word for it, right over to the Candidates. Before she can get wherever she's headed, her legs abruptly give out in front of Sancot. Whirling red hatchling-eyes meet brown boy-eyes, and a croon resounds. "Kilth!" S'cot cries, kneeling to caress his new lifemate's muzzle. "Kilth says she's starving!"
Hatching Sands> Emlyn backs up only a single step when the green butts her hip, and that step is to give herself room to drop to one knee and hug the lovely green muzzle as tightly as she can. "Yes, yes, Pleiath! I'm yours." She laughs and cries at once.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren lets out a yay for Emlyn as the green chooses her to be it's lifemate. "Good going! And she's a pretty one..." He turns back to the other hatchlings, just in time to see the blue roar in Barriarn's face. He grins and shifts nervously, wondering who the blue will choose.
Ursa points. "Look!" she says. "She's heading for Emlyn, she is!" She finds herself standing up and pointing. "Look! She got a green!" Unabashedly, she bursts into tears of relief. "Did you see that?" She asks the bluerider next to her. "She got a green!
Hatching Sands> Davidon smiles and calls his congratulations to Emlyn. "Why'sthat, Keth?" asksCh'ran, watching the blue on thesands.
Hatching Sands> Devlin crouches down for a bit, rubbing his face with his hands. He looks up at Fash's words and grins over at Emlyn, looking around to make sure he's not in the trajectory path of anything with wings and claws.
Hatching Sands> Whatever composure Barriarn had finally collected is quite gone, and he jumps backwards, nearly losing his balance, but keeps his feet with wild wind-millings of his arms.
Galleries> Lusani cheers for Emlyn...
Pliarth looks quite smug. Obviously it's a very good name.
Keriann grins, knowing that any cheers won't be heard by Emlyn. But she's happy none the less for Emlyn, "Pleiath!"
Hatching Sands> "Congratulations, Emlyn," Alyssa says with a bright smile. "She's just lovely."
Hatching Sands> Illuminated Stardust Blue Hatchling cocks his head to peer over at his green sister and her choice, scrutinizing dragon and human both for a good long moment before continuing his path. Farosti gets a tiny hatchling *snort* of what you'd swear is disgust, and a helping of sand kicked at him for good measure.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin keeps his eyes darting between the hatchlings on the sands, the eggs and the various people that are around him. He gives Breana's hand another squeeze as the green wanders away, and jumps slightly at the noice from the blue. Good lungs on that little fella. "Congrats!" he mouths over to the new weyrlings, doubtful that they even saw the motion.
Galleries> Kaliela cheers for Emlyn and her knew freind
Alania smiles and squeezes D'rlens hand, watching the pair and remembering
Kethran chuckles. "Well, she actually stood up to Sionelle her first day at the Weyr. She's spunk in plenty, I'll say."
R'val grins, "Pleaith! What a lovely name for a green."
Hatching Sands> P'tran hmms as he looks over to Emlyn, the green hatchling close to her, then raises an eyebrow as she Impresses and smiles over to M'rgan. "Wasn't she the one from High Reaches?"
Galleries> Tierla feels like her face is going to split from so much grinning.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina raises an eyebrow, "I think so."
Ryialla groans. "I forsee some mixups, tho.."
Hatching Sands> Kenai flinches at the hatchling-sized roar, looking around quickly to be sure of what's going on. AAt Emlyn's cry she looks back and grins happily, calling 'Congratulations' just above the noise.
Hatching Sands> Kindre's smile nearly splits her face as the green finds Emlyn. "They will be quite the pair," she remarks quietly and looks up to her proud gold returning her gaze, "Yes, yes, it is better to let them go..." That said, the young queen visibly untenses...just a bit...and watches the Impressions rather than simply guard the eggs.
Galleries> Mikall walks out to the bowl.
Selandra chuckles suddenly, and Abrieth warbles as a blue emerges from the shell they'd both been watching.
Ursa realizes she's standing, wipes the tears out of her eyes, and sits back down. "She got a green!" she says again, and Spineth's bugle echoes his lifemate's excietemnt.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye peels her eyes back over to Emlyn, just in time to see her impress.....about to cheer she stops, meerly calling a 'congrats' over the sands, hoping someone heard her.
Galleries> Jereboam watches quietly, eyes fixed on his good friend.
Nevaar winks at Dysira and says "It'll be my turn to stand on the sands one day."
Brenna pulls out her sketchbook, quickly etching out the scene before her.
Merla smiles brilliantly as she watches with T'lar.
D'rlen shakes his head slightly, like Alania, the memories of the last hatching becoming vividly fresh in his mind. He smiles warmly at her, looking away from the sands.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan chuckles as he watches the blue's progress, "Picky little thing. Definately KNOWS who he's looking for." He smiles over at Emlyn, and hmms, "Nice name, for a green."
Alea turns to look at Nevaar. "Oh? You think so?"
T'lar settles back down companionably with Merla, sharing the wineskin to toast the new Riders.
Hatching Sands> M'rgan is sighing with relief, and a tiny bit of dread, as the green hatchling finds Emlyn more to her liking than Breana. He wipes sweaty hands along the fabric of his kilt as he turns towards P'tran. "Yes, from the Weyr. She's fostered to a family of riders."
Br'mar sits back down abruptly. "Another sister gone. She'd better remember to visit us once she's graduated..."
Hatching Sands> Asrai continues to giggle at the Blue, her face flushing as it starts to lack air. Even as she rememebrs to hop from foot to foot, Asrai still continues to giggle at all the *snorting* *roaring* and *sneezing* coming from this dragonette...perhaps she's loosing it...
Brenna quietly hopes someday to stand on the sands.
Ellwiny smiles, and experimentally rolls the name around in her mouth for a moment. "Pleaith. Beautiful." Beside her, Cirameth rumbles his agreement.
Nevaar smiles and looks Alea straight in the eye. "Yes, very much so."
Hatching Sands> Ivory Drifts Egg wobbles from side to side and then *swells* as its occupant tries to break through the shell. Then is ceases movement, seemingly falling silent for the moment.
Hatching Sands> Breana squeezes Kaelin's hand in return, more intent right at this moment on her sore feet than the hatchlings wandering nearby. Though she is paying enough attention that if one came near her she'd be ready to move, if need be.
Hatching Sands> Jorenan glances over at Asrai and has to grin, even as he's finding somewhere else to stand. That patch of sand had just gotten too hot. He shakes one bare foot, and then sidles over to Asrai. He says something quietly.
Cellia raises an eyebrow as she overhears her sister's conversation. "He has as much chance as anyone," she notes.
Hatching Sands> Devlin sneezes abruptly, ending up knocking himself out of his crouch and onto his bottom. He hops up, right quick, and brushes sand off himself, looking around to see if anyone saw him, color rising to his cheeks as he remembers the galleries.
Hatching Sands> Meli returns from disentangling a hatchling's wing from its foretalon, in time to spot Emlyn's Impression. With a chuckle, she moves over to help the pair head towards the barracks.
Alea tilts her head, looking at Nevaar with a twinkle in her eye. "..and what do you think you will impress?"
Minya nods agreement with Ellwiny. "She is indeed lovely. And has a lovely name to go with her bearing."
K'tyn teases a nearby greenrider gently. "Plieath? Oh, dear Ryi.... Be hopeful that you're in different wings, hm?"
Brenna flips the pulp page over quickly to sketch another scene on the back.
Ch'ran nods slightly. "Good thing, then," he says,cheerfully. "Iknow that Iapprove of weyrlings who know enough to talk backto folk on occasion. Right Rhy?"
Areseth PEERS over to look at the ivory egg as it swell. Lal comments to him, "Oh y'think it's a BigBoy like yeh, cause he's makin' a strong way o'it. Silly dragon." Areseth bugles at her.
Hatching Sands> Jorenan mutters to Asrai, "You..."
Darci looks at Nevaar and Dysira and smiles fondly.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan glances sideways at Devlin, and chuckles, "Balance is essential to the crouch, Dev." He turns his eyes back to the rocking eggs.
Nevaar chuckles and says "Now that I don't have an answer for, I've been wrong on every guess so far tonight."
Alea chuckles. "Perhaps a blue like your mother?"
Hatching Sands> Emlyn rises, and nods at some inner conversation, "Of course, of course. I can tell you are. There's food over here." She has an arm around the little green's neck as they head toward the weyrlingmaster.
Hatching Sands> Illuminated Stardust Blue Hatchling stalks up to the next Candidate he intends to look over, his clumsy movements clearly an attempt at stealth as he creeps--or so he thinks--up behind a girl with bright red hair. However, even though the girl is distracted, she is not so much so that she would miss the sight of a big blue dragonet slinking up behind her. She shrieks in surprise and falls on her rump, rather inelegantly, in the Sands. The blue is plainly not impressed by this. Another dollop of hot Sand is delivered towards the girl before he paces swiftly away. Where is that mind, that one mind perfect for him? He knows it's here somewhere, and so close.... With an almost comical determination, he makes his way over towards a few of the female Candidates.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye's brow furrows a bit, then grins at Asrai as well....her attention back to the blue quick enough however. Nervously she stands, "You okay Asrai?" she whispers over.
Merla's eyes watch Devlin a long moment, her eyes following her fosterling, before she focuses on the blue.
Nevaar looks thoughtful for a moment and says "Actually, that'd be really good."
D'ran's gaze remains locked on the blue as he makes his selective way across the Sands.
Dysira's eyes remain on the action below, but a smile touches her lips, a certain pride in her eyes as she is obviously listening to the conversation.
Hatching Sands> Pleiath looks toward the closed-off entrance to the barracks.
K'tyn peers downward."Oh look! That blue is awfully near Asrai, hm?"
Rhyana nods over at Ran's comment. "Indeed." she says. "And you certainly do, and it's good." She sounds a tad distracted, but smiles slightly before her attention goes back down to the sands.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin turns his attention back to the eggs, the ivory one in particular as it just stops moving. A look of concern flashes on his face, replaced a moment later by a wince as his feet tell him to hop around some more. He glances about, looking for that blue to see what he's up to and giggles as he notices that the dragonet seems to be trying to sneak up on someone.
Alea eyes Nevaar thoughtfully. "Jesseth has flown Gwirith once..."
Hatching Sands> Where did that emerald green hatchling come from? She hatched so fast that it's impossible to tell, but the sight of a silvery blue emerging from the egg that resembles a terrified snow-head is not easy to miss. The two clutchsibs peer curiously at each other, then they split, to head decisively for the Candidates *perfect* for them. F'rosti caresses the blue's eyeridges and murmurs, "Snomath!" reverently. And as the green croons up at him, S'tauf--Sentaufen no longer--shouts with jubilation, "Food! Food--I need food, quickly! Gueth is hungry!"
Brenna glances at Nevaar and Alea, sort of listen to the conversation while she draws.
Kassima folds her arms as she watches the blue. "Choosy little thing, he is."
Lily winces slightly as Devlin falls, tensing. She then looks to watch the blue. "Looks as if he's decided as well. Or at least thinking about it."
Hatching Sands> Tasaren glances away fromthe blue looking for its rider-to-be and eyes the ivory egg, hoping its occupant is alright. He turns his attention back to the blue as it comes closer to the group he's standing on the edge of.
Hatching Sands> Ivory Drifts Egg bounces again, insistantly and repeatedly. Its occupant will not be denied by a mere few millimetres of shell. But, now is not the time and it falls quiet once more.
Hatching Sands> Asrai sucks in air to her oxygen starved lungs, but then busts into more giggles ...yep she's definitely loosing it, "He's so funny." she points out the Blue...hey wait, where'd he go? she takes the few moment /trying/ to regain some shred of composure..though that silly grin is still on her face.
Alea says "I think blues are particularly choosy, Kassi. Just my opinion...""
Hatching Sands> Emlyn soothes Pleiath while guiding her through the swirl of dragonets and candidates. "As much as you like,yes."
K'tyn holds his breath, watching as the lbue noses first one candidate and then another.
Hatching Sands> Devlin sticks his tongue out at Fash's comment. "Easy for you to say." He rubs his rump for a moment, looking around to see what's giong on.
Nevaar nods with a smiles on his face. "True..." then watches some more of the action.
Lal peers down at the ivory egg. "C'mon now, let's have a go at it--wha's that wi'th'blue....?"
Hatching Sands> Sisirye points out the blue to Asrai, suddenly realizing he's starting to head their wayish. Looking about ready to jump out of the way, or out of her skin she mutters "Get ready to move, the way he's been acting I don't wanna get sand in the face too." She grins.
Brenna sketches Navaar quickly, trying to capture the intense interest on his face.
Hatching Sands> One brown dragonet continues to bounce his way around the sands, narrowly avoiding cluster after cluster of candidates, a low crooon coming from his throat as he searches.
Galleries> Amalie waves and motions Tolbak over.
Suzotchka watches the Blue picking and choosing. She tugs on M'kla's tunic. "Du ye think it's...du ye think it'll choose Asrai? Or Sisirye?"
Alea grins at her Ruathan friend. "Nevaar is my weyrsecond's son."
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan chuckles at Dev again, and watchs a blue and green pair split up to find lifemates, "Hmm...interesting pairings, those." He watches the blue head off in the direction of the girls, not unlike his green clutchsib.
Galleries> Tolbak waves to Amalie and moves over toward her.
Galleries> Tierla shifts in her eseat to find a more comfortable spot.
Hatching Sands> Breana sucks in her breath slightly, nudging Kaelin slightly and pointing to the ivory egg which looks to be the next to crack it's shell. She dances sideways slightly as a hatchling passes, nowhere nearby her but nerves force her to move anyway.
M'kla chuckles, keeping her arm around Suzot, "I've nae clue, lass...ye can't tell till they start hollering names."
Hatching Sands> Jorenan grins over at Sisirye from Asrai's other side. And then he grins at the blue who's headed in their direction. Sure, he's ready to jump. But why make that obvious?
Hatching Sands> Illuminated Stardust Blue Hatchling brightens as he waddle-walks nearer to the clustering of girls. Here! His head lifts
Jalla urges the dragonet to choose, her nails can't stand the chewing.
Brenna says "he's got a great face- to draw I mean." brenna blushes and shuts up."
Hatching Sands> Pleiath sniffs toward the edge of the cavern by the path to the barracks. Turing her adoring eyes back up to Emlyn, and keeping them there, she weaves toward the promised food.
Suzotchka nods, watching closely as the baby Blue approaches her friends.
D'ran holds his breath as the blue looks to have made a choice.
Alea returns her attention to the sands.
Hatching Sands> Illuminated Stardust Blue Hatchling brightens as he waddle-walks nearer to the clustering of girls. Here! His head lifts--he spreads his wings, and gives himself another shake as though wishing to be perfect when he finally presents himself to the *one*. Reassured that his deep sapphrine conformation and silver spangled hide are flawless, he suddenly *leaps* towards Asrai, but fouls the landing and skids to a halt right by her feet. He looks up, his eyes meeting hers, with a croon that implores her to forgive his momentary clumsiness.
Galleries> Tierla oohs and smiles softly. "Lucky girl.
Galleries> Lusani cheers for the girl...
Lal hrms. "Well, looks like Asrai t'me....c'mon, y'picky thing yeh! Yeh yub!"
R'val's face splits in a broad smile, "Aye! The blue chose Asrai! Wonderful!
K'tyn cheers! "Yay, Asrai!"
M'kla laughs at the blue, "Ye may've made a guld guess, lassie."
Brenna flips to a new page waiting to capture the impression of the blue.
Alania claps!!! and yells Asrai!
Prometh BUGLES as the blue chooses.
Cellia grins, a relieved look on her face now that the blue has chosen.
Ofira breathes in sharply, leaning forward for a better look, "Oh, yes - Asrai!" she says , very pleased for the girl.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye blinks and move aside a bit, almost stumbling herself. She looks across the pair to Jorenan, then simply beams at Asrai. Kethran blinks, then grins. "Asrai on the blue. Wonderful. That one works."
Hatching Sands> Ivory Drifts Egg bounces once more, swelling to almost half again its original size. Now must be the time for its occupant to emerge. Nicoth warblecroons encouragement to the hatchlings as they stumble toward their lifemates.
Hatching Sands> Filigree lines spread to wider cracks in the ovoid surface until a snout appears, then a claw. The inner struggle crescendos into an explosion of effort, shattering the egg into shards that scatter freely about the remaining base. Within that base, bugling his triumph over the egg, stands a brilliantly hued bronze hatchling.
Emblazoned with the luminescence of a thousand points of light, this metallic marvel's bronze hide reflects the crimson brilliance of a fireball bursting forth in a nighttime sky. Egg fluids further bathe the hatchling in scintillation, creating a crystalline creature whose well-defined lines and pristine coloration seem to be illuminated by a light from within. Fingers of golden flame flicker from the pinnacle of the hatchling's wedged head and infuse his neck and shoulders with a fiery overlay for his bronze body. The hues on his chest and lower torso deepen to more burnished, ebon-tipped shades before streaking to sunrise golds across his hindquarters and tail. His elongated form gives the overall impression of speed, and when he one day spreads forth his wings in flight he will blaze across the Benden skies like a shooting star. For the time being, his feet are firmly grounded and his posture erect; he contents himself with a flight of fancy only: the visual and emotional search for his destined lifemate.
Brenna sketches furiously.
Galleries> Kaliela smiles and cheers for the new pair
Bronia cheers. "Well done!"
Hatching Sands> Kaelin oofs silently as he gets nudged lightly and pulls his eyes away from the blue for a moment, the moment of Impression, to see what she is pointing at. He watches the egg, waiting to see if the little one inside will manange to get free of the shell.
C'vadan grins about Asrai. And then quickly records her dragon.
Suzotchka leaps, clapping, and hugs M'kla and K'tyn.
T'lean says "Another Bronze!"
R'val gasps softly, and smiles, pointing, 'Oh! Look! That's one beautiful bronze."
Jalla blinks, she was right??? A bronze...
Alania gasps and nudges D'rlen "A bronze!"
Hatching Sands> Ularrith snakes his head down as he notices the hopping, shifting motion of that red-haired Candidate he's been chasing at every egg touching. Sand slips from his talons as he lifts a forepaw to stalk the boy once again but a stilling motion from M'rgan's hand stops him. With a trembling hum, the brown sire goes back to watching all the excitement, now and then whuffling his golden mate contentedly.
D'ran's multi-hued eyes try to capture as much of the scene as possible for future carvings.
Brenna says "wow look at that one!"
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan claps happily, "Congrats, Asrai!" he calls, before his eyes are stolen away by that perfect bronze hatchling.
Lal wrinkles her nose. "Naw bad, fer a bronze."
Prometh bugles again, welcoming the tiny bronze with his brassy note.
Ch'ran nodsslightly. "Aye.... they seemed to suit each other. Oh, look atthe bronze....."
Hatching Sands> An ocean blue head pokes up from the end of one of the eggs, and the hatchling to whom it belongs is so occupied by his first view of the world that he doesn't notice the egg tipping over backwards. A squawk of surprise can be heard as he lands on his back, the last bits of shell falling away from him. Stunned, he peers up for a moment--and meets the eyes of a tow-headed boy who has run to the blue's side despite cautions against approaching the dragonets. But no harm is done--for the boy and his dragon have found each other.
D'ran gives Jalls a squeeze, "Not only were you right, but what a bronze that one is."
Hatching Sands> Kenai smiles, mouthing a quiet 'Congrats,' to Asrai as she moves hurriedly out of the way. She catches a glimpse of the newly hatched bronze out of the corner of her eye and whistles under her breath in mild amazement. "Lovely."
Keriann grins as the blue chooses Asrai, leaning forward to try to hear the name and see the bronze that just hatched, too.
Alea chuckles. "Gwirith is looking for more browns."
Tinya suddenly laughs aloud, looking up at her dragon. "No, I do _not_ think Asrai'd like you to teach him to push her in the sand! Looked to me like he's figured that trick out on his own, anyhow." She turns back to watching, shaking her head slightly.
Belcary says "Nice."
Kethran grins widely. "I /like/ bronzes," he points out, his arm tightening slightly around his friend's shoulders.
Nevaar looks intensly down at the hatching grounds. "That's an awfully nice bronze."
Cellia laughs at Alea. "She's not the only one."
Lily watches the bronze hatch, after applauding for Asrai. "He's gorgeous, that one. Absolutely gorgeous." Impulsively, she leans over to give Belcary's cheek a kiss.
Jalla smirks, she likes being right. now if it would hapen more often..."He's even prouder than Vaeth, me thinks...."
Hatching Sands> Tasaren grins at Asrai. "You got one girl! Good going." He smiles so big at his friend you fear his face might split. He hears the cracking of the next shell and looks at the new bronze. "Wow," is all he can say.
Selandra sighs happily watching another impression, her gaze unfocussing slightly, before it returns to normal, and fixates on the clump of eggs slowly dwindling on the sands.. and the shards spilling about the bronze.
T'lar says "Now, THAT'S a nice hatchling. Right, Nic?"
Hatching Sands> Devlin beams at Asrai as he catches the Impression, then he returns to pacing in a figure eight, once again overcome with his own nervous energy.
Ellwiny laughs, and cheers, and laughs some more. "Good choice, I'm sure. Though," she begins, then silences at the sight of the bronze. "Ohh, now he's a handsome one."
Hatching Sands> A spray of sand hits Jorenan's legs when the blue lands next to Asrai. He nods. "Nice landing," he says quietly, and then steps back from the new pair. "Good choice, too."
Galleries> Tierla forgets to breathe once again as she gazes at the bronze. "What a vision.
R'val grins towards his weyrmate amusedly at that.
Kassima shrieks, "Asrai! Lyss, you got another one--and S'cot, and F'rosti... shells, green, you're getting better at this Search business! Asrai! 'Tis bloody sharding fragmented fabulous!"
Oerth croons to the new bronze
Hatching Sands> A dark-haired girl from Telgar, quiet and inobtrusive, is nudged from behind by a klah-brown hatchling as boisterous as she is soft-spoken. Their eyes meet, connection and Impression is made, and the girl embraces her new lifemate with a veil of joyous tears washing over them both.
Merla grins at T'lar.
Hatching Sands> Breana peers around a cluster of candidates, grinning as she spots the blue right in front of Asrai. "Asrai! Yeah!" She calls over brightly, her attention pulled away as the egg she pointed out to Kaelin hatches a bronze. "My, he's pretty!"
Areseth snorts. Lal chuckles. "Yah, methinks he'd be better lookin' bronze meself."
Hatching Sands> Pleiath heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Galleries> Lusani whistles at the bronze. "He's gorgeous...
Alea beams at her Sib.
Ch'ran stifles agiggle."I like blues.... Greens too," headds,asanafterthought.
Hatching Sands> Stunning Starry Stained-Glass Egg rolls out of the mound of sands that has warmed and sheltered it these many sevendays. As it tumbles, it crunches through the remains of shells to *crack* solidly against another egg.
Neith croons at the Hatching of the bronze, Merellia flicking a glance up to her lifemate before a grin creases her expression; eyes alight with a wordless amusement, she turns back to watch the hatching sands.
Hatching Sands> Emlyn heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Kethran chuckles softly, and falls silent once again as he looks upon the dwindling numbers of eggs. His gaze returns to Kenai, and his expression once again grows somber.
Zmeth bugles approvingly at the new bronze."
Areseth snorts again. "Wha? Brown? Please! He's too...flashy." Lal shushes Areseth so she can see the proceedings.
Minya laughs as Erbith trumpets a greeting to the new bronze. "Yes, he /is/ nice looking. Very much so." She pats her lifemate's muzzle, and leans against her to watch.
Hatching Sands> Fiery Comet-Tail Bronze Hatchling raises his head to look about the cavern, intent on first determining where he is and then who and what are these beings standing before him. No weak warble of hunger or confusing comes from this assertive hatchling, for he instantly understands what he must do. Escaping the remnants of his former container, he bounds forward looking for the one.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye chews her lip, eyes still glued on Asrai "I knew you'd impress..." she murmurs low enough for probably only herself to hear the smile never leaving her face. Out loud she calls "Congrats Asrai!" and stops herself from hugging the girl to watch the other eggs. Noticing the bronze she gasps and eyes alight briefly on each of the boys present.
Hatching Sands> Asrai Hmmms? and turns, "Oh there." She too looks ready to leap..but then he fals in front of her. Despite all the lectures, all the warning looks from the 'higher ups' Asrai crouchesto lift the Blue's chin."Well of /course/ I can get you something to eat Cygnith...that's what I'm here for, silly." But you know you shouldn't of throw sand on those others.." She giggles, hugging the Blue head tightly, tears glimmering in hre violet eyes.
Galleries> Lusani starts muttering a name again-she knows who SHE wants to get the bronze...
Hatching Sands> Finally, the brown hatchling finishes circling around the cluster of remaining candidates, ending up behind a young man clenching his robe in his hands. With a butt of his triangular head, he sends Barriarn -- now B'arn -- to his knees. The startled young man twists about, gazing into whirling eyes, and calls out "Why, Bovith! Of course I wasn't hiding from you!"
Brenna stops sketching, her drawing stick poised in mid-air, to absorbed in the sight to continue to draw it.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan clutches at the sides of his robe, balling them up, eyes still twinkling, feet still hopping, but a bit of nervousness showing at the bounding of the bronze.
Hatching Sands> "Oh, Asrai...and Cygnith," Kindre calls over to the newest Weyrling to join Benden. Smiling wide at her friend despite Asrai's distraction, she nods to a voice in her own head, "Yes, yes...definately a spirited pair," before speaking generally, "I think, mayhap, Sionelle will have her hands full with that pair," then turns to watch the bronze with admiring eyes.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin nods his head enthusiatically at Breana's words, his eyes following the form of the bronze dragonet. But motion around the sands catches his eyes, and they once again dart from object to object as his feet continue to do their merry little dance to keep cool. He finally notices the blue and how close he is to Asrai, once again mouthing the congratulations to deaf ears.
Hatching Sands> Alyssa smiles approvingly, nodding, as the handsome blue finds his lifemate in Asrai. "That's a grand match. Cygnith? Well done."
Ryialla cheers as Asrai Impresses. "Well done!"
R'val grins, "Cygnith. What a lovely name."
Selandra hmmms, watching the bronze thoughtfully. "That one looks like he'll need a strong lad for his partner."
Merla veritably beams.
Hatching Sands> Devlin's attention is drawn by the pointing and murmurs of the male candidates to look over at the bronze hatchling. His expression takes a wistful cast as he looks over the hatchling's hide.
M'kla chuckles quietly, and offers a sip of the clay tumbler she holds to Suzot.
Ofira sighs happily, wiping at a few tears that have come from somewhere.
Hatching Sands> P'tran hrms? as he peers and see Asrai Impress. He has an interesting look on his face at first, but then he slowly starts to smile. "SOmehow I'm not entirely surprised at that pairing," he comments.
Galleries> Chrissa trys to guess who will get the bronze.
Lily grips Belcary's hand tightly as she leans forward, watching.
Hatching Sands> Tasaren watches the bronze with a smile for his direct approach to this whole business of being hatched. If any of these hatchlings knows where it's going, this lovely boyo certainly does.
Sayra nods approvingly at the little blue's choice, and grins at the name. "I like it..." at Vil's gentle nudge, she chuckles. "Yes, love, you have a nice name, too.."
Suzotchka takes the tumbler, but stares at the bronze just as Devlin does. She hands the tumbler back without remembering to drink from it. "Thank ye," she murmurs.
Alea smiles over at Vilyath. "Your a lovely blue, Vil."
Ryialla snags a passing skin and takes a swig, then sends it back on its rounds.
M'kla chuckles a bit more, and takes another sip, watching quietly...the inevitable is just that: inevitable.
Hatching Sands> Stunning Starry Stained-Glass Egg spins away from the other eggs, shaking and spraying sand about. Faint cracks appea, just visible in the shell.
Vilyath croons quietly at his favorite green's rider, mollified. His own rider giggles to herself.
Hatching Sands> Asrai waits until Cygnith can get to his feet, helping him get the last of the egg goo off his wings.She blinks, "Food, yes, of course." She looks around, "Lets go ask Alyssa..she's always helpful..did you know she rides a Blue too?" She babbles on, leading her new lifemate form the sands.
T'lar holds up the empty skin and shakes it disappointingly. "Ah, well. Must have something to toast that bronze with." He pulls out another and upends it with a smile. "Have some?" He hands it to Merla.
Kassima absolutely cannot stop beaming. "Asrai and Cygnith," she repeats, over and over again to herself, "Asrai and Cygnith! Oh, wait--is that a bronze out there?" It's easy to tell that her attention has not been on anything other than her friend and said friend's dragonet.
Hatching Sands> Fiery Comet-Tail Bronze Hatchling examines each of the whiterobed beings before him, knowing one of them has the courage and unwavering desire to lead all the others that would follow them. He lurches forward towards one cowering boy and immediately dismisses him for being too weak. Surely someone here is brave and deserving enough to serve with him.
Alania sighs and smiles watching the new pair
Belcary glances at Lily's expression, and back at the sands too. For some reason he frowns.
Naiath snorts. Bronzes....
Vidarth croooons at Naiath, whuffling.
Hatching Sands> Alyssa hears her name and moves closer to Asrai and her newly Impressed blue. "Right this way, Weyrling." She walks with them toward the barracks.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan grins at Devlin, "Well, Dev...he's definately a matter-of-fact one." He hops on one foot over to Devlin's side, and grins, straightening his robe in an attempt to look worthy.
Merla grins at T'lar, "My my, you came prepared. Did Nicoth give you advance warning?" She takes the skin, takes a gulp, and passes it back.
Lal pahs. "Lookie, another bronze who thinks too much o'himself! Choose a good Miner, boyo, 'cause y'need t'be schooled right!"
Hatching Sands> P'tran hmms and looks over to the bronze hatchling and smiles. "Choosy one, isn't he?" he comments.
Hatching Sands> Asrai heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina says "No worse than Cioth was."
Hatching Sands> Devlin looks around at the flurry of hatchlings and Impressing candidates and paces a bit more quietly. He pauses at Fash's words, looking again at the Bronze and nods. "He is. Very much so."
Hatching Sands> Cygnith heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Oerth croons to the new bronze, her perfectly musckled neck flexing as she peers down at the sands
M'kla chuckles a bit at the bronze's young ego. "They dan't come any other way...why fuss?"
T'lar says "No. Just been to a few hatchings and I know how we go through the wine. It gets passed around so much."
Hatching Sands> Kindre bobs her head, eyes pulling from the bronze only a moment, "That's good, though, isn't it," she wonders and smiles.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin takes a few steps back, perhaps some cooler sand there, and to give the bronze the extra room to move. His eyes flash between the bronze and the eggs, but the bronze get the most attention hands down.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye looks to Jorenan, after Asrai is gone from between them. "He's a handsome thing isn't he? And so very proud for a hatchling, look how he carries himself."
Kethran glances over at Lal, rolls his eyes, and murmurs something to Ch'ran.
Hatching Sands> P'tran grins at Jehrina and nods once. "Very true."
Hatching Sands> Kenai shifts uneasily from one foot to the other and impatiently tugs her hair off her neck for a moment. She fixes her gaze on the remaining eggs, with a bit of attentio spared to keep an eye out for likely collisions.
Hatching Sands> Breana's eyes dart around the sands, landing on the bronze for a short while before she determines that it doesn't look as if he's headed right in her direction now. She bounces slightly in place, half from the heat and half from excitement.
Hatching Sands> Jorenan looks the bronze over thoughtfully. "Aye," he says with a grin. "As proud... " he has to grin. "Proud as a bronze, I s'pose. He'll find a good match here somewhere."
Lily bites her lower lip, leaning further forward, eyes flicking from the hathclings to the former Minecraft apprentices standing. "I so hope," she whispers to Belcary."
Hatching Sands> Tasaren weaves from foot to foot, never taking his eyes off the bronze as it looks over all the Candidates. He holds his breath, waiting to see who the handsome, determined hatchling will choose for its lifemate.
Hatching Sands> Stunning Starry Stained-Glass Egg wobbles about for a few moments longer, before coming to a complete stop. A few candidates move warily away from the egg. Giving pause just long enough to make people wonder if it's really going to hatch, dark lines mark the shell.
Hatching Sands> An impetuous trumpet draws all eyes towards a hatchling whose grey-brown coloration resembles wet sand, standing behind a very young Candidate whose attention is on a peridot green whuffling several girls near her. The girl whirls and falls on her rear in surprise--surprise which is quickly replaced by joy as she is caught in the brown's rainbow regard. Meanwhile, a lovely raven-haired Weaver lass can be seen stroking the little green's damp neck, both human and dragon faces shining with love.
Belcary leans over to kiss Lily's cheek. He whispers to her, "The dragons will know what's best for Pern."
Brenna puts the sketchbook away, done for the moment and leans back against Gwirith once again.
Ch'ran grimaces slightly, noddingat something Kethran said. "Don't letit spoil it, he's a beautiful bronze...." He also tighensthe arm around his friend's shoulders.
Jalla sniffles happily. Happy scenes..makes her all teary. Hatching Sands> Jehrina says "Or a certain queen dragon we both know."
Lal shifts her weight and changes her sitting position, letting her legs hang over the edge of a ledge. She examines. "That'll so well as a Miner dragon."
Kethran smiles quietly. "I know. Makes me want to find out who his rider'll be," he comments quietly.
Lily looks to Belcary, the tension in her face apparent, despite her smile. "I know. I'm proud of them, of my apprentices, no matter what happens."
Ryialla sniffles a little. Is that a tear on her cheek? Nah, can't possibly be.
Cellia rests her head on her folded arms, which in turn rest on her drawn-up knees. Her gaze is intent on the sands, though she seems a little lost in memories.
Oerth snakes her neck to regard Vidarth for a moment, the turns her attention back to the sands
Hatching Sands> P'tran smiles at Jehrina and chuckles. "She couldn't have made a better choice," he says softly to his weyrmate before turning his attention back towards the candidates.
Ch'ran giggles softly. "Figures."
D'ran gently wipes a tear from Jalla's cheek, his own eyes looking suspiciously mistly as well.
Karina blinks and msiles "Ysareth here says a brown will be next.." she comments wryly to a rid. She laughs "I wouldn't wager on m
Belcary says "I know you are."
Lal overhears someone say something about miner apprentices, and makes a face. She keeps her eye on the hatching sands, however.
Nevaar leans back in his seat with a big grin on his face, watching what seems like semi-directed chaos.
Kethran chuckles, and nudges his companion. "Hey! Nobody else'll have me!"
Hatching Sands> Devlin looks towards the galleries, perhaps seeking out a face among the crowd. He releases a pent up breath in a slow exhalation and straightens his back a bit, stopping his pacing and forcing himself to keep his place with only slight swaying to relieve his feet.
Gwirith turns her head to regard Nevaar with deep sapphire eyes.
Brenna says "I think a green next."
Hatching Sands> Jehrina blushes slightly, and smiles again, keeping an eye on the lone bronze.
Jalla smiles up at D'ran, looking all misty eyed, then gets an evil look as she is obviously tempted to blow her nose on his sleeve. Nah. She decides not to...
Darci smiles to Karina, "Sometimes they have a way of knowning what we cannot."
Hatching Sands> Fiery Comet-Tail Bronze Hatchling dismisses Candidate after Candidate. Surely *one* here is shares his birthright to lead, can understand what is needed to become the greatest team Pern has seen yet. But not this one. Nor this one. But... wait! There is the one! He lurches forward confidently towards Tasaren.
Galleries> Tierla whispers to herself. "I KNEW he'd get a bronze.
Galleries> Lusani watches the bronze, holding her breath...
Merla mutters, seemingly to herself, "Relax, Dev..."
"Incredible, isn't this?" Minya says quietly to Cellia. "It only seems like yesterday that I was down there...oh, look! The Bronze has chosen."
M'kla cocks her head a bit at the bronze.
Hatching Sands> The shell of the egg cracks at the persistent tapping from within. A shard falls away, and a small, damp claw appears, pushing its way outside. More of the shell drops in pieces to the hot sands below, a forelimb now visible. The rest of the hatchling follows soon afterward, tumbling out onto the sands in a heap, one roundish bit of shell resting on the edge of its damply glistening muzzle.
The hide of this hatchling isn't just blue. Gleaming with the dampness which has so recently confined him, he almost seems to glow. A deep, rich blue, reminiscent of the skies at the darkest time of night, he stands out in sharp contrast to the light of the sands and the white of the robes the Candidates wear. He isn't, however, uniformly dark in color. Lighter wisps, of a blue so pale it almost appears white, grace his gossamer-thin wings, as if a canopy of clouds has drifted across the night sky.
Brenna leans to see what Gwirith is looking at, then leans back.
Galleries> Lusani jumps out of her seat. "YAY TAS!!!!" she yells at the top of her lungs...
Belcary squeezes Lily's hand.
Ellwiny brushes a hand across her eyes, and straightens abruptly as the bronze moves towards Tasaren. "Hey!" she cries, nudging Bronia and pointing. As if the other weyrling can't see for herself.
Alania settles in beside Ellwiny and claps as the bronze makes his choice!
Vidarth whuffles at Oerth gently, with a flirtatious croon.
Ryialla watches the bronze quietly. Her expression is a thoughtful one.
Kethran grins at Ch'ran. "'nother blue for you, m'friend."
Cellia nods distractedly to Minya, "I know. Every hatching I see reminds me of me and Choloth..." She grins at Tasaren and the bronze.
K'tel leans silently against the huge bronze behind him, his arms crossed over his chest and the look in his eyes somewhat distant. As the bronze hatchling makes a vtol-line for a candidate, he smiles briefly.
Bronia comes to her feet. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Go Tas!"
Brenna says "I was wrong! A blue! But What a pretty one!"
Hatching Sands> Breana chews on her lower lip, turning to watch the bronze head towards Tasaren, grinning, she waves over, "Congrats, Tasaren!" She calls over, unsure if he'll hear or not.
Galleries> Kaliela cheers for the new pair
Galleries> Tierla jumps up and cheers for Tasaren.
Galleries> Jereboam claps quietly for a few moments, joining in on Lusani's yell, then fading into silence.
Aurelinth bugles for the bronze pairing.
Nicoth raises his head and BUGLES a welcome to his little brother on the sands.
Alania claps for Bronias fried "Go TAs!"
C'vadan smiles broadly. "Cait is gonna be angry," he says, knowing just the opposite is true.
Nevaar blinks "Look mom, another blue."
Lily grins at Belcary and then watches as the bronze chooses. She nods, approvingly, and then snuggles a little closer to Belcary.
Ofira watches the bronze choose Tasaren and more tears leak out, as she smiles widely.
Suzotchka leans forward, clutching M'kla's waist. "Oooch," she breathes as yet another of her friends looks close to being Chosen.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan sighs in slight disappointed before grinning and yelling a Congrats to Tasaren. He turns to watch the newest blue tumble onto the sands.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye nods back, stupid grin stuck on her face permenantly now it seems. She oofs as a candidate backs into her trying to escape wobbling egg. He turns to apologize but Sisi simple shrugs the matter off, now watching the egg herself. "You think its next?" she asks the clumsy candidate.
R'val grins widely, "Straight for Tasaren. My!"
Hatching Sands> Tasaren gasps as the bronze moves towards him. No, it can't be. Oh yes, it is, it is! He grins and throws his arms around his new lifemate. "Oh Solarith, we certainly will conquer!"
Ch'ran nods slightly. "Nearly asdistinctivewings as the lumphere," he says, nudging Shanth, whoBUGLES.
T'lar hugs Merla in his excitement. "What a great choice!"
Karina blinks "Oh look the bronze impressed!" she says delightedly as she makes her way over to ysareth's side. She chuckles seeing the next egg hatch "A blue! .." The green warblesnorts but then croons "Yes, he will be very handsome one day.."
R'val grins, "Solarith. Nice name indeed."
T'lean says "Woohoo!"
Ryialla grins. "Nothing like a dragon that know excatly who he wants."
Jalla agrees.
Darci squints her eyes to get a better look at the faces of some of the candidates remaining.
Bronia turns to hug the nearest wyerling, tears in her eyes. "I /knew/ he'd do it"
Hatching Sands> Kenai smiles briefly at Tasaren, offering a congratulatory smile.
Merla grins at T'lar, cheering herself!
T'lean says "Another person to instruct in the fine art of being a Benden Bronzerider..."
Tinya stays silent, waiting with eager anticipation to hear the new bronze's name. As T'saren announces it, she lets out a loud whoop.
M'kla laughs a bit, clutching Suzot to her so she doesn't go tumbling over the edge, "Careful lassie!"
Hatching Sands> "Congrats!" Kaelin seems to be constantly mouthing as his friends and fellow candidates find lifemates. He squeezes Bree's hand again, dancing in is spot and gazing at the newly hatched blue.
Galleries> Tierla walks out to the bowl.
Lal snorts. "At least dragons know what they want, even if humans dunna."
Ellwiny cheers. "Yay, Tasaren!" She thumps Cirameth's leg excitedly, eliciting a warble from the blue who seems more intent on watching the newest hatchling.
Alania grins "Solarith, interesting name" she beams as smile, seeing Oerth eyes whirl with spectulaion
Hatching Sands> Disarrayed Dragonpoker Deck Egg rolls away from the clutch, almost knocking into Jehrina from behind.
"You know him?" Minya asks Bronia. "He's got quite a handful there. Solarith, eh?"
Hatching Sands> Sisirye blinks "Oh, guess it is." she colors a bit, shifting her feet and trying to squeeze around the candidate in front of her to get a better look at the stunning blue.
Hatching Sands> Fiery Comet-Tail Bronze Hatchling bumps his muzzle insistantly at T'saren's chest.
Galleries> Lusani leans over and hugs Zera, then Jereboam. "Isn't it great?!"
Hatching Sands> P'tran blinks at the exclaimation of the young candidate that just Impressed the bronze of the clutch. "Conquer? I wonder just what that fellow said to him," he says, then grins wryly at Jehrina. "We may need to keep an eye on that pair."
Suzotchka rights herself, still glowing as Tasaren Impresses Solarith. T'saren now!
Hatching Sands> Kindre clasps her hands together and smiles over at Tasaren, "Wonderful..." is uttered quietly, though the expression on her face is easily readable. Herath adds her own croon of approval...slight as it is for 'losing' another egg. A quick nudge and scritch calms her.
Brenna pats gwirith's nose. "I wonder what all this make's you think. Do you remember your hatching?
Ryialla chuckles. "That one wants to knock 'Rina over."
Hatching Sands> Jehrina yipes, and jumps forward a pair of steps, "After all we told the candidates, I get caught!"
Hatching Sands> Celestial Mists Blue Hatchling picks himself up out of the shards of his shell. Carefully he moves, determined not to fall over himself again. He turns his head to *bugle* at his sire and dam.
Hatching Sands> T'saren nods down at Solarith. "Yess, I know you're hungry, let's get you something to eat so you grow big and strong like I know you will."
Hatching Sands> The gentle cracking of one of the larger eggs goes unheard in the riotous cacophany that is a Hatching. A bronze snout appears in the crack, widening it until the shell zigzags with tiny fissures that soon collapse under the hatchling's efforts. Moving with a tentativeness seldom seen in a bronze, the hatchling searches all the bright faces arrayed around him, until he sees that one face, that one mind that he's waited for. An exclamation of surprise from the red-haired lad, a gentle nudging from the bronze and a new rider and dragon pair are created with simple, quiet dignity.
Kassima claps gleefully, eyes suspiciously bright--could those be tears brimming in them? Nah. "Tasaren! Oh, aye, aye, aye--T'saren and Solarith! *Wonderful* name!"
M'kla grins a bit, and plunks Suzot down in her lap like she might if the young woman were much younger,k "There, now ye'll stay put!"
T'lean says "Another one..."
R'val grins, "And yet another bronze!" he points.
Tinya chuckles softly. "P'tran and Laerth may need to watch out in a few turns. That little bronze looks the determined sort."
Hatching Sands> Disarrayed Dragonpoker Deck Egg spins away from the people, missing Jehrina. It rolls into the centre of the semi-circle, spinning itself into a little depression there.
Hatching Sands> Alyssa smiles brightly at T'saren and Solarith, saying as she indicates the tunnel out, "Well done, Weyrling. Come along and let's get your lifemate taken care of."
Brenna pats Gwirith again, laughing as she does so.
R'val grins, regarding his weyrmate thoughtfully, 'Oh? Hmm, i suppose you might have something there, dear."
Hatching Sands> Alyssa heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Hatching Sands> P'tran looks at his weyrmate and has to cover his mouth to stifle a laugh.
Suzotchka pinkens as she is set in M'kla's lap like a child, but she sits relatively still to watch the rest of the hatching.
Hatching Sands> T'saren heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Hatching Sands> Breana follows Kaelin's gaze towards the blue, giggling softly as the young dragonet bugles towards his sire and dam. She wipes her free hand on the edge of her robe, tugging at it.
Ellwiny slides down from her lifemate's leg to hug Bronia. "Solarith, eh? I'm so happy for him-- for all of them!" Her eyes brim with tears again, as she climbs back onto her perch.
Hatching Sands> Ularrith's warble is both sad and proud as his playmate is snatched up by a bronze. His brightly whirling eyes follow the red-haired boy until he and his new lifemate are helped off of the Sands. Brenna sits next to Navaar, watching the sands as she does so.
Hatching Sands> Solarith heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Hatching Sands> Celestial Mists Blue Hatchling makes his way through a group of girls who remembered the warnings on staying out of the hatchling's way. He cranes his neck upwards, peering over a boy's shoulder and then heads in his direction.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina snorts softly.
Hatching Sands> Devlin rubs at his chin with one hand, watching as things begin to thin out with all the Impression pairs heading off the sands.
Nevaar smiles at Brenna and asks "What do you think the next one will be?"
Alania sighs happily, but misses D'rlen, so she just snuggles up against Oerth to watch the rest of the hatching quietly
Hatching Sands> "They're all so...." Kaelin starts to say, letting the end of the sentence trail off as he can't think of a word to accurately describe the hatchlings. He watches the Dragonpoker Deck egg spin around wildly for a moment, taking occasional glances towards the remaining eggs and the hatchlings that are wandering around as well. Back to the dancing as the burning heat of the sands sears through his feet.
Hatching Sands> Disarrayed Dragonpoker Deck Egg begins to crack slowly, small lines shivering across it. The lines become larger, and more apparent, until the entire egg is covered.
Brenna says "I hope another bronze. I like that color."
Lal says "Where's shardin' brown, I say."
Brenna grins at navaar."Wanna bet on it?
Kassima sighs softly as she watches each moment of the Hatching, rubbing her eyes. "This makes me feel so old," she complains. "But 'tis marvelous, at the same time... now, I say that the next will have to be another green."
Hatching Sands> Celestial Mists Blue Hatchling waddles up to the boy, examines him, and then warbles softly, turning away, heading back in the direction of a group of candidates he passed before.
Cellia nods at Lal. "But with the way this clutch has been going, I have a feeling it's another blue."
Hatching Sands> The image that this egg was made up of dragonpoker cards is for a moment strenthened as cracks in the egg seem to run along the same lines as the rectangular images that had been cards, but it is destroyed the next instant as the cracks spread across the entire surface of the egg. The egg veritably *explodes* as a young brown dragonet bursts from his shards, not tumbling or falling onto the sands, but already extending his wings to push his way into the world. He teeters a moment, but he manages to recover by sheer good luck -- he stumbles into a deep blue dragonet, whose presence prevents him from falling all the way to the sands.
Slender and etherial even in this awkward and confusing stage of life, this little brown shows every sign of becoming an uncommonly handsome creature, long and beautiful of limb and wing, a noble and refined head set with two otherworldly jewels for eyes, neck arched regally and wings spread out for all to admire. His hide, though, is perhaps the most beautiful thing about him, as the egg wetness dries, glimmering with what could only be called a sort of inner sparkle, like light suffusing from a well polished tigereye stone: deepest amber brown with a brilliant golden highlight each place light catches, especially along his neck and back and tail. The golden sheen fades some, along his belly and wingsails, becoming instead a suspension of golddust and diamond chips forever hung agianst a velvety backdrop of nearly black.
Nevaar grins and says "Sure, what are we betting?"
Hatching Sands> Sisirye pokes her head up, watching the new blue with fascination, so much that she almost trips over a shorter girl in front of her...how did she end up in this crush? Harrumphing to herself she keeps her eyes on the hatchling who's egg started it all, hardly noticing the other egg for the time being.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan hums a bit of the Minecraft Song and pulls at his robe, which is beginning to stick to his legs in the damp heat, eyes following the movement's of the blue, before sighing as the hatchling finds him unworthy of a second glance. He looks up into the ledges, scanning the crowd.
Selandra looks on almost as radiantly as she spots the weaver impressing her own green. Sela's eyes flicker up to meet Abrieths and she sighs happily. "Hatchings!"
Brenna says "I'll bet my sketch of you."
Rhyana oohs softly, looking down at the brown. "He looks like the pin I gave
D'ron for our anniversary." she says softly.
Cellia is happy to be wrong in this instance. "Brown!" she crows, applauding.
Lal pumps her fist. "YAH!! Go fer a Miner!"
Ryialla harumps at Kassi. "You're not old. And the next'll be brow..." Her attention is diverted to the sands. "See. Brown."
Hatching Sands> Kenai watches the blue brown hatchlings hopefully, her hands clenched around fistfuls of her robe, and all pretense at calm long since forgotten.
Hatching Sands> Devlin grins over at Fash and joins in with him, humming the Minecraft Song. Miner solidarity and all that jazz.
Brenna shows Navaar the sketch. A good likeness of him.
Alania smiles at the new brown hatchling while Oerth croons softly
Merellia mms, smiling at the new hatching. "That's a handsome brown," she comments, brushing her hair back from her face, flushed with the heat from the sands below, Neith warbling a greeting to the new hatchling.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina hops back again, a bit more dignifiedly as the brown's shell practically bursts at her feet.
R'val nods with a smile at Merellia, "Isn't he though? A good hatchling indeed, he'll do Benden proud.'
Areseth BUUUUGLES a deafening, off-tune greeting to the brown. WE need more of those!
Belcary starts laughing. "Look, Lily. They're singing the minecraft song. You don't think they're trying to scare the hatchlings away, do you?"
Nevaar arches an eyebrow and looks at the sketch. "That's really good, and what do I pay if I lose?"
Hatching Sands> Breana watches the blue move back again, "He doesn't know who he wants?" She questions, of no one in particular, looking over towards the brown that hatches. "Isn't he amazing?"
Galleries> Alaira waves quietly to Ryeel, and makes room for her friend.
Alania grins looking down at the brown and nudges Minya "theres another handsome one"
Lily makes a face at Belcary. "You know that song is loved, Belcary. They're giving a welcome. In their own way." She then grins at him and turns back to watch her former apprentices.
Hatching Sands> Jorenan nods to himself as a small boy meets up with a surprisingly large bronze hatchling. He looks over at the blue hatchling, and then steps out of his way.
Brenna grins at Navvar, handing him the sketch."looks like you win anyway"
Cellia heaves a soft sigh. "Aye, one more competitor for Choloth in a turn or so."
T'lar says "Now that's a pretty brown. I like the stone he resembles."
Hatching Sands> Kindre blinks several times, only now pulling her gaze from Impressions to spot the egg so fond of the Weyrwoman. "Um," is uttered before chuckling a bit.
Minya winks at Alania. "There sure is. And quite a charming looking fellow, he is. Beautiful coloring."
Oerth warbles to Erbith as if comparing brown dragons
Hatching Sands> Kaelin decides that watching the hatchlings is much more interesting that watching what is on the sands, so he turns his head back and forth between them, trying to watch each's every motion but missing half of each.
Hatching Sands> Rings of Saturn Brown Hatchling looks up at the ledges, as he hears a bugle, which he feels is directed at him. He BuuUUuugles back to Areseth, a little hesitantly at first, but his voice is strong, and true. He turns back to the circle, and looks about him.
Galleries> Ryeel looks around at the crowd and smiles at Jereboam in greeting while moving to Alaira to sit.
Belcary says "True. It /is/ loved. I hope the dragons understand, though."
Alania chuckles and nods
Brenna says "this time you choose the color , and the price of the bet."
Lal chuckles at Cellia. "BigBoy here says he's up fer wrestlin' wi'that one. Too bad he's naw at Ista." Shr grins.
Nevaar grins and carefully handles the sketch. My thanks."
Selandra takes her eyes off the green below long enough to grin at the new hatchling. "Gorgious." she murmurs.
Cellia grins at Lal. "Wrestling match? That sounds like it would be amusing." Areseth bugles with encouragement. Lal goes nuts. "He's a Miner--c'mon, boyo, go fer Fash!"
Hatching Sands> Celestial Mists Blue Hatchling warbles, stopping in front of the group of girls once more. He hears a voice. Yes, that's the right one. Where.. he nudges his way rapidly, falling over himself as he tries to find the one for him. Candidates scatter, leaving the blue sittg in front of Breana, crooooning.
Galleries> Jereboam is looking about, and manages to catch Ryeel's smile to return it, then looks back idly to the sands.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye is almost steped on again as people move for the brown. Stepping neatly to the side she notices him for the first time, mouth agape at such a lovely creature. Nevaar hmms. "Green for color to start with."
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan chuckles at the brown's Bugle, "You've got friends up there too, see." He looks ready to sit down, before remembering that's a bad position, not to mention the heat that would seep into his back end.
T'lean hmmms, looks like one for Breana
Lal achs at Cellia, "He loves wrestlin' in th'water. S'funny."
Hatching Sands> Rings of Saturn Brown Hatchling looks up at the first person he sees. Jehrina. He regards her for a moment, with what might seem to be consideration.
Brenna says "ok, what will you give me if you're wrong?"
Hatching Sands> P'tran peers over at that blue hatchling for a moment, his expression hard to read.
Hatching Sands> A tiny blue hatchling, his wings pierced through with deeper, violet streaks in contrast to the almost white coloration covering the rest of his body, begins a creeling procession down a line of girls. He pauses thoughtfully before a tall lass who is giggling with a friend about the bit of shell still balanced on the tip of his muzzle. His shimmering eyes turn to try and look down at his snout but all he can see is the Keroon girl just beyond. Impression is made.
Ellwiny grins down at the hatchlings, though her gaze is distant, focused now on memories. Absently, she scans the line of remaining candidates. "Wonder if there're any Bitrans down there."
Alania grins at the little blue, watching him choose
M'kla grins at Suzot, 'Ye picked Asrai...gonna pick fer the lil brown?"
Kethran grins suddenly. "Bree!" he calls, happily, and tosses glance over at the other Bendenites. "Yes!"
R'val nudges Tinya and grins, "Did you see that litle blue just there? He had violet streaks, much like Vidarth's!"
Lal shouts down, "Hey boyo, she's too big fer yer britches now."
D'ran ticks off another blue in this Clutch.
Suzotchka whispers an enraptured 'oooh' at the tiny brown staring up at Jehrina.
Hatching Sands> P'tran catches the movement out of the corner of his eye and looks over to the brown near Jehrina and makes NO effort to hide his amusement there.
Hatching Sands> Breana blinks as she stares up at the blue hatchling, eyes wide as she drops Kaelin's hand and stretches it out towards the blue. "Altaith! You're hungry? Oh, we'll find you some food, yes!"
Jaria beams, "Breana!!!"
Suzotchka nods. "Ai think it'll gae fer Jehrina," she says, as the young fellow does just that.
Nevaar smiles. "Almost anything you want."
Naiath bugles at the little blue. Jalla thwaps her,"It'll be a long time before he's big enough to chase you , silly..."
Hatching Sands> Kenai blinks in mild surprise as the blue winds up right in front of Breana. She grins then, and calls a congratulations.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye watches Breana and the blue across from where she stands. She waves, hoping the other girl will see her and calls a 'congrats!'
M'kla laughs, and pokes Su again, 'Nay...someone he can have."
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan grins, "And friends down here, it would seem. You can't have that one. She's taken."
Cellia nods in recognition to Ursa, though she's still caught up with the events on the sands.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina looks down, and plants her hands on her hips. "I am already chosen. Now go find your own rider."
Galleries> Kaliela cheers Loudly for Breana
Merellia's face brightens as she sees the blue Impress to Breana. "Oh, that's going to give Maeve a kick," she says, laughing, and watches her in-law call out her lifemate's new name.
Hatching Sands> All of M'rgan's teeth show as he grins broadly in Kindre's direction at the blue hatchling's choice of his former foster-sister. "Blue! Not green!"
Galleries> Bazel lets out a loud cheer, and pounds the person next to him, exclaiming, "That's my cousin ! Bree just impressed." He cheers some more.
Lal shouts excitedly as she sees Ursa, "Hey Ursa, s'a brown an' a real looker!" She points down.
R'val grins, "Altaith! Lovely name!"
Selandra grins warmly. "Breana.. isn't that Aph's fosterling?"
Suzotchka slaps her forehead. She'd been so absorbed, she'd forgotten who was who!
Hatching Sands> P'tran huhs? as he hears Breana's exclamation and then chuckles faintly. "That is definitely a pairup we should watch." He looks back to Jehrina and just grins broadly at her.
Galleries> Lusani starts giggling again. "These hatchlings seem to be mixed up...
Brenna raises an eyebrow in Navaar's direction, and hmms.
Kassima very nearly falls off of Lysseth's leg as Bree calls out a dragon's name. "Bree?" she yelps. Not in displeasure, precisely--more in surprise. Followed, of course, by joy. "Breana! Bree's a bluerider!"
Ryialla cheers. "Go Bree Go Bree Bo Bree!!
R'val grins at Kassi, "Aye, she is!"
Hatching Sands> Kaelin's go wide as he sees the blue right in front of Breana, "Congrat!" He exclaims, not loud enough to startle the dragonet though. He raises his hand, brushing away some beads of sweat that are forming on his brow, dancing in the place to try and keep his feel cool.
Hatching Sands> "Oh, Altaith," Kindre repeats the names quietly, rolling it around in her mind for a moment before refocussing on the new Weyrling. "Well done, Breana," is said with a nod to her. Laughing a bit, she then nods to M'rgan, "Thank Faranth," she kids and winks.
M'kla laughs more, and gestures down to the few left, "Seems Breana gat a blue...leesse about the brown."
Ursa still has the tendency to wipe tears out of her eyes, but she peers down, calling back to Lal, "Indeed he is! Handsome indeed!"
T'lar smiles over at Kassi. "More for your bluerider stew?"
Sayra peers down at the sands. "Oh, my," she comments as Breana Impresses to a blue. She looks up at Vil speculatively and grins.
Lily hugs Belcary tightly. "She did it! Bree Impressed a blue." She cheers her congratulations and waves happily down at the new pair.
Cellia blinks at T'lar's comment. She must have misheard that.
Hatching Sands> Rings of Saturn Brown Hatchling seems for a long moment as though he will not leave Jehrina. Finally, he turns hesitantly away. His head swings around first, a little aukwardly, and his eyes search through the crowd. He lunges forward, stumbles a little, and moves sideways to catch himself.
Lal shouts up at Ursa, "He's Fash's, I just know it! THAT is a fine Miner's dragon."
Hatching Sands> Jehrina waves her hands towards the candidates, "Them Out there. White robes. Can't miss'em."
R'val grins, "For a moment there, I thought Rina was going to add a second dragon to her collection, "he laughs
Hatching Sands> Breana stares in surprise at the whirling eyes focused on her, unaware of the others around her. "Yes, yes Altaith, we'll find you some food!" She drapes her around around the blue hatchling, turning and looking over towards the weyrlingmasters.
Hatching Sands> Celestial Mists Blue Hatchling heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Galleries> Darevan comes in from the quieter seating towards the back.
Suzotchka watches the brown's confusion. "Has a Hatchlin' ever Impressed the wrong person?" she wonders.
Kassima grins at T'lar. "Ach, nay. Bree's too evil for bluerider stew. And Lyss would skin me alive if I tried it with Asrai or F'rosti--aye, love?" The green, still looking rather smug, just rumbles.
M'kla laughs, 'Nay...they wan't impress tae a rider."
Ryialla finally stops cheering for Bree, and blue-grey eyes fix on the brown. "Poor fellah."
Brenna says "Has any hatched since we made our bet"
Tinya giggles, nodding. "Collect the set," she says with a laugh.
Suzotchka nods, still confused.
R'val grins, "Seems to be having trouble picking, the poor guy."
Lal clicks her tongue. "Ach, c'mon now boyo..."
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan closes his eyes for a moment, and stops his fidgeting, for a moment heedless of the heat on his feet as he rests his eyes.
Hatching Sands> Breana heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
T'lar nods, an impish grin on his face. "Okay, just so long as you don't change the ingredients to bronzeriders."
Hatching Sands> Sisirye giggles at the brown and weyrwoman, picking up one foot from the sands completely...shells its hot! Wiping her brow with the back of her arm she gives a heavy sigh. Nothing to do but wait.
Ch'ran murmurs, "More trouble looking than picking...."
Alania leans back to watch the little brown, and considers that she kinda likes browns
Cellia bites her lip as she concentrates on the confused brown. "Come on, boy," she unconsciously echoes Lal.
Nevaar shakes his head. "Not yet."
Ryialla says confidently, "He'll find hid lifemate. Just give him a few minutes."
Selandra waits with held breath as she looks from brown to the tight grouping of candidates standing lost in the edge of the sands. Kethran chuckles quietly, and nudges Ch'ran, murmuring to him quietly."
Ellwiny chuckles down at Alania. "The best-looking ones always take the longest to choose, eh?" she comments, winking. Her voice lowers as she murmurs to Cirameth. "Well, you took half the night, love."
C'vadan busily continues to record the Impressions.
Ch'ran nods a little."Understand,"hesays, softly,to Kethran.
Hatching Sands> Rings of Saturn Brown Hatchling seems a bit downhearted as he moves off toward the circle of white-robed candidates.
Galleries> Amalie watches her friend anxiously from the stands, chewing on her bottom lip.
M'kla laughs a bit, "I think he be sweet on Jehrina. Poor lad."
Alania giggles and nods "Seems like they all do"
R'val squints towards the sands, "Well," he comments, "He appears to be on the move now. I think he might be getting up the nerve to choose."
Lal awwws, "Now now, naw need t'be all down about it..."
Hatching Sands> Moving with surprising speed, two brown hatchlings streak across the Sands. The almost-black hatchling impatiently waits with rippling wings for his green sister to finish her perusal. The moment his sister declines a plump Tillek girl with a sharp snort, the hatchling snatches her up, stilling all disappointment. The other is just as certain of his choice but has a much longer stretch of sand to cross. Just before the skybroom brown bursts through them, two weyrbred boys spring apart, one sprawling on the ground in a great tangle of robes. The hatchling ignores the boy as he whuffles the Telgar man just beyond.
Suzotchka laughs, cheeks having returned to their normal color.
Kassima grins at M'kla. "Aye, but 'tis surely better heartbroken than eaten alive by Leilanth."
Areseth BUUUUGLES loudly again at the brown, telling him to get on his feet and get a move on!
Hatching Sands> After a moment, it becomes obvious that it is not downheartedness at all. It is merely determination. The Rings of Saturn Brown moves determinedly to the edge of the group, and makes his way along the semi-circle, as candidates move out of his way.
R'val grins at the hatchlings that Impress, "Aye, good choosers."
M'kla grins back at Kassi, 'Aye, true."
Ryialla says "See? There he goes."
Choloth adds his voice to Areseth's as if that might help.
Nevaar notices the browns and pays Brenna her bet in full and then some.
Lily squeezes Belcary's hand tightly.
Suzotchka follows the brown's progress. "Who du ye think he wants?" she asks of no one.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye returns to chewing on her lip and alternately lifting and rubbing her poor feet. Her eyes remain on the hatchlings though, just in case she's gotta move out of the way.
Brenna will be come a compulsive gambler if this is the prize.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin turns to look at the Rings or Saturn Brown hatchling, a smile on his face - perhaps to the brown, or because he is so happy to see Breana Impress. His eyes flash up, looking as the brown hatchlings rush towards lifemates, then they return to rest on the determined brown. A moment later he peers at the pile of eggs and shards, wondering for as long as he can whether or not there are eggs left to hatch there, but the moment doesn't seem to be very long as he turns his eyes to look once again towards the brown. Hatching Sands> Devlin watches quietly, rubbing one eye with the heel of his hand as the heat and the nervousness catches up with him.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan opens his eyes and notices the Brown is heading his their direction, down the line of candidates, and he flexes his arms and legs in preparation to step back should he decide to walk past.
Lal waves her fist around, whooping and yelling. "Atta boy!"
Hatching Sands> Rings of Saturn Brown Hatchling stumbles only once on his way, but he quickly, picks himself up. He moves right around the ring to the far side, and there he stops, his eyes focusing directly up at Sisirye.
Hatching Sands> P'tran is still grinning at his weyrmate, but then looks off to see where that brown is eventually going to wind up.
Ch'ran chucklessoftly. "That one's got metal down his ridges....lookit 'im." He points tothe brownwithhisfreehand. "systemic.Andhe'schosen,look...."
R'val grins, "Aye, the brown chose! Good for Sisirye!"
Alania boucnes!!!!!!!!!!!!
M'kla laughs a bit! "Sisi.....I be...."
Ryialla says "Sisirye? Wonderful!"
Cellia lets out a whoop when the brown finally gets his mind made up.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina rolls her eyes at P'tran, and then laughs, watching the brown.
Galleries> Amalie cries out in excitement as Sisirye Impresses!!!!!
Galleries> Alaira looks down at the sands, grinning happily for the newly Impressed couples.
Naiath bugles as the brown /finally/ chooses!!
Alania yells "yay Sis!!!!!
Lal stops waving mid-cheer. She blinks. "Who's that girl? Good fer her--female brownriders--good...." Though she looks confused.
Tinya grins. "All right Sisi!"
Areseth BUUUGLES! Good boy!
Suzotchka cheers for Sisirye, bouncing on M'kla's knees.
Brenna says to Navaar,"wanna bet again. Brown, same wager
Oerth bugles to the brown
Kassima cheers, "Sisirye and brown whatever-his-name-is! By Faranth's golden gallstones, there've been good matches in this Hatching! And the last... bronze. It's got to be bronze. There haven't been enough bronzes yet."
Spineth lets out his own deep-voiced bugle, voicing his lifemate's joy in the choice and the whole evening.
T'lar says "Looks like just about all are hatched and mated." He hefts the skin as it comes back to him. "About time, not much wine left."
M'kla oofs a bit, holding on to Su so they don't both go tumbling over the side.
Nevaar chuckles. "Sure thing."
Ryialla says "Nope. 'Nother brown."
M'kla fehs, "Green!"
Ofira notices her cousin arrive and waves her over, making room for her to sit.
Lal says "Hope it's a brown. A few bronzes is enough!"
Hatching Sands> Sisirye watche the line of boys....then falls to watching the brown in front of her. Both feet falling to the ground and looking across at him almost nervously... "S...sure H..Hyadeth, we can get food. I mean..uh.." she stumbles, realizes what's happened and isn't sure whether to laugh or cry.
Galleries> Kaliela looks up from staring down at the sands and cheers wildly for Sisirye
Brenna says "the browns have it!"
T'lean says "We need more bronzes though..."
Kassima retorts with a grin, "Wish t'be betting on it? Bronze, say I."
Suzotchka calms down as she nearly /does/ tumble over the railing, sitting back at M'kla's insistence. She gives her vote. "Broown, fer a fact," she says as if she could possibly know.
Gillian hurries over to Ofira, eager to watch the rest of the hatching.
R'val smiles, "What a lovely name. Hyadeth."
Cellia chuckles. "Doesn't matter to me, as long as it chooses quickly. I'm hungry!"
Hatching Sands> P'tran ahs and nods as the brown makes his choice, apparantly satisfied. "I think there were some rather good choices made by the hatchlings tonight," he comments to Jehrina
Galleries> Kaliela flashes at grin at Amalie "she did it!"
Ofira smiles to Gillian, "I'm glad you managed to get here for this. It's been amazing!"
Brenna grins at Navaar. You honor your bets well.
Lal grins. "Hyadeth...nice--naw s'naw as nice as yers, BigBoy! Dunna be silly."
Hatching Sands> Jehrina says "Dragons aren't often wrong."
Hatching Sands> Herath's neck twists this way and that, gauging the worthiness, so she'd most likely tell her mate, of the pairings happening before her. Kindre is watching only one Impression, though, that of Sisirye and...Hyadeth! Smiling wide, she nods, "There's a strong pair, I'd caution to guess..."
Nevaar winks. "It's my honor to."
Gillian smiles back, "I'm sure! Who's impressed so far?"
Hatching Sands> Rings of Saturn Brown Hatchling stumbles, knocking into his new lifemate.
Hatching Sands> Amidst the wasteland of shards and stirred-up sand, one lone egg remains whole: that which bears a resemblance to a storm lashing across the waves of a slate-grey sea. This storm has outlasted all others, but finally it--and the shell that it washes over--breaks, to let the green-gold sheen of the bronze dragonet within shine much like the sunlight that would follow after such a violent storm. This hatchling wastes no time after his release, but strides forward with utter certainty and pure determination. His choice? A black-haired boy headed off of the Sands, his face a mask of dejection... until the bronze's trumpet startles him into turning around. Two pairs of eyes meet. Two minds lock; two souls are bonded, and the name of Herath and Ularrith's lastborn son is called in a ringing tone: "His name is Pendriath!"
Ofira tries to name the ones Gillian knows, "Emlyn and Asrai...and Tasaren...T'saren now," she smiles.
Hatching Sands> Kenai clasps her hands together in front of her, watching the Impressions around her with some anxiety. She manages a smile for Sisirye's iImpression to the brown.
R'val smiles, and holds Tinya closely, happily. "It's over. What a great bunch!" Nevaar smiles. "Here it goes, the last one."
Kethran takes a deep breath and blows it out, finally having decided that simple relief is at least appropriate. His arm tightens around Ch'ran, just before he releases his friend's shoulders and rises to his feet."
Hatching Sands> Sisirye just settles on hugging the brown neck in front of her, brushing some sand off the shimmery hide. "Easy, you're pretty strong ya know." she looks up and about in her confusion, not sure where to go next.
Gillian claps her hands at the bronze's choice.
Lal huhs. "Another bronze--nice lookin' boy tho."
Hatching Sands> Devlin's expression is stoic as the last hatchling Impresses and he stands silently, not even bothering to sway anymore.
Jalla blinks. Over? It only just begun and it's over? She sighs, muttering.
Cellia pushes herself to her feet, wincing at Choloth's triumphant bugling. "Wonderful Hatching," she comments quietly.
Alania sighs and smiles getting up, she checks Oerths straps, and mounts
C'vadan watches the last Standing and sighs.
Kassima hahs! and points to the newborn bronze. "And you people think I'm always wrong? Feh! Pendriath, eh? Good name... excellent name, like all the rest of 'em!"
Alania reaches up to hold the riding strps firmly. With a gentle nudge from Oerth, she swings up, to sit comfortably on her back.
Nevaar smiles at Brenna. "It looks like youlostthat one."
Tinya hugs her weyrmate happily and nods. "What a great group!" she says enthusiastically.
Merla hugs T'lar again, this time giving him a sound kiss too. She stands, "Lets go down and get more wine, shall we?" and offers him a hand up.
Brenna grins at navaar, "looks like I pay the penalty this time" and proceeds to do so with pleasure!
From Oerths neck, Alania buckles herself into the straps
Hatching Sands> Meli starts to herd the last of the weyrling pairs towards the path to the barracks, sighing wistfully as she recalls her own Impression so many Turns before.
Ch'ran gets to his feet, andsilentlyoffers Kethran ahug.
Ellwiny sighs at the night's final Impression. "It was over too soon," she murmurs.
Hatching Sands> P'tran hmms as he looks back towards the clutch, or what's left of it, after the final Impression. He sees only broken shards of eggs as he looks over the sands and realizes the hatching is over. He looks at Jehrina for a moment and then the other riders, and then back to the remaining candidates.
Galleries> Jereboam sighs, watching those left on the sands.
Galleries> Kaliela looks at the sands one last time, standing up
K'tel unfolds his arms and sighs, loking over at his older sister. "THink we ought to find her later?" he asks, knowing he doesn't need to specify who, precisely.
Hatching Sands> Sisirye heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Lal nods. "Though I were hopin' fer me fo--me former foster brother," Lal says alittle downtrodden. "S'a fine boy."
Kethran accepts the hug, then sighs quietly. "I'd best be down there to meet Kenai," he says softly.
D'va grins at Darci. "Ularrith has done his Reaches heritage proud." As if in response to his rider's words, Jeth bugles loudly.
Brenna looks at Navaar."how do we get down from here?
Rhyana gets herself to her feet, stretching slightly. "I'm going back, Ran." she says quietly. "After Fall this morning, I've still a few reports to finish..."
M'kla pats Su's hip a bit, grinning like mad, "Up ye....we'll give ye a ride down."
Cellia glances at the Igen crew. "Anyone else staying?" she calls.
Nevaar shrugs. "I'm not sure."
Ofira wipes back a few more tears unobtrusively, crying and smiling at the same time, slowly getting up. "I guess you missed most of it Gillian."
Ch'ran nods."I'll bring you down," hesays, and nods to his wingleader.
Karina rests her head on Ysareth's soft green hide and lets out a long sigh "It is all so quick..but it seemed like forever when I was on the Sands..." she murmers under her breath.
Hatching Sands> Jehrina looks towards the barracks herself, an dnods slowly.
Galleries> Kaliela walks out to the bowl.
Galleries> Mirala blinks as the last few Impress, looking around, and standing slowly.
Belcary nods at Lily. "You okay?"
Suzotchka hops up, grinning to match any smile on the sands. "Ai luve te watch that," she admits as she follows M'kla.
Hatching Sands> With blue eyes that gleam with emotion, M'rgan watches the last Impression, his eyes slowly flickering over the broken shells covering the Sands. "I can't believe it's over."
Darci comes out of her own thoughts as D'va speaks to her and smiles, "Most certainly. I'll be eager to come for a visit ina few weeks to see how these weyrlings are coming along."
Thus begins the mass exodus of riders and dragons.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan sighs softly, and looks over at Devlin, reaching over to pat him on the back, "Hey, there's other hatchings. I think I'd rather go to the Hall with Master Lily, anyway. He'd to give it a try, though.
Rhyana nods at Ran, moving back towards Kessith as she says "I'll see you later, Ran. Take care, Keth..."
Cellia shrugs, "Well, I think I'm headed back to the Weyr, so if anyone wants a ride..." she trails off as she heads to Choloth.
Sayra considers and then nods. "Might be. Mother's about though, you'll remember."
M'kla rises gracefully, and stands, holding her hand out to help Su up Torinth's green side. "Aye...wunnerful, an't they?"
R'lym nods in agreement, "Yes. Quite a nice Clutch."
Hatching Sands> Rings of Saturn Brown Hatchling heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Jalla hugs Naiath fiercly, before getting slowly to her feet.
Brenna says "yes cellia could Navaar and I ride with you?"
Nyth's bugle joins in with others, and Keriann tears her gaze from the Sands that look so empty now to look up and smile. "A fine clutch," she murmurs, standing and climbing up Nyth's straps.
Lily nods slowly. "I am," she says to Belcary. "But I should go down to the Bowl, and talk to my apprentices. Will you come with me?"
Lal looks back down on the sands, and sighs. She shrugs. "Why wish ridin' on anyone," she murmurs to herself. She makes a run at Areseth.
Hatching Sands> Kindre's eyes go to both the Weyrleaders curiously before turning and smiling at M'rgan, "Neither can I...if you'll forgive the expression, just shells."
Hatching Sands> Devlin shrugs his shoulders, turning away from the litter of eggs. He simply remains silent as he walks away.
Kethran waves to Rhyana, then mounts up onto Ch'ran's neckridges, and lets the blue take him back down to the bowl.
R'val reaches over and squeezes Jalla's hand briefly, grinning to get her attention, "Come visit again sometime soon, eh?"
Suzotchka nods, taking the hand up and patting Torinth. "Aye," she says quietly.
Ryialla gazes down at the sands, and sighs wistfully. "They always go so fast.."
Cellia nods to Brenna, looking a little confused. "You're staying at Igen?" she asks pleasantly, reaching for a strap.
Hatching Sands> Devlin walks over towards the galleries.
Jalla nods,'Definitly..wanna see the babies grow up..."
Hatching Sands> P'tran nods to M'rgan a bit solemly. "I know what you mean." He turns and looks at the other candidates. "I'm sorry you all didn't find your lifemates today, but don't take that to mean you;ll never find them. Those of you from other areas are certainly welcome to stay on at Benden if you wish."
Hatching Sands> J'cob eyes Meli and then nods affirmitively.
Hatching Sands> Kenai swallows past a large lump in her throat, relief and disappointment both mixed in her expression as she looks out over the shards and the empty sands.
D'va nods to Darci. "Absolutely."
Brenna says "no I just need a ride down to the bowl here, alea brought me up"
Hatching Sands> Kaelin's glance over the remains of the eggs again, and sighs lightly. He wanders off of the sands quietly.
Hatching Sands> Kaelin walks over towards the galleries.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan sighs softly, and watches Devlin walk away, before following, after nodding politely to the Weyrleaders and Kindre and M'rgan.
Cellia nods. "Hop on," she says to Brenna.
Ellwiny watches the remaining candidates for a moment, her expression sorrowful.
Then her head lifts, and she looks around for the other weyrlings. "Shards and shells."
Cellia takes hold of the well-oiled straps and climbs onto Choloth's back, with the aid of a helpful foreleg.
Hatching Sands> Fashaylan walks over towards the galleries.
Nevaar smiles at Brenna. "I'll be heading back to Igen as it's a long walk if I don't get my ride."
T'lar takes her hand and stands. "Sounds like a great idea. After you..." He gestures up the side of his dragon.
Brenna says "coming Navaar?"
Hatching Sands> Meli heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Gillian says "I'm sorry to have missed so much of it, but I was watching from the back for a while."
Darci gets up and walks over to Aurelinth who doesn't seem to be able to stay in one position for more than a second. With a chuckle Darci says, "Yes, they all look like fine pairings, and strong young dragons. We'll come visit in a few sevendays, I promise."
Hatching Sands> Jehrina calls upwards, into the stands, "Those of you who wish to join us in celebrating this evening, please do so in our living caverns."
Galleries> Lusani winces for the ones left on the sands...
Galleries> Kendra frowns and hefts the now-sleeping baby as she stands. "Ah, well, Kery," she comments softly. "One can't get too greedy now, can one?"
Ryialla scritches Pliarth's eyeridges. "SO hard to believe it's been 13 Turns since We Impressed, mm? Seems like just yesterday."
R'val smiles over at Ofira and Tinya, 'Shall we head down to the Living Cavern for a drink? I know I could use one after this!"
Hatching Sands> J'cob heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Galleries> Jeria ohs at Alaira and grins. "No problem."
Galleries> Kendra walks out to the bowl.
Galleries> Mirala blinks a few times more, gazing at the leftover shells, and wanders off towards the bowl. Two muttered words can be heard as the walks out: 'Hatching Feast'.
R'lym stands and stretches, then waves hand heads toward Zyrieth.
D'va grins at Darci and Aurelinth. "I think I'm going to stick around and see if I can see Emlyn for a bit."
Ursa pulls herself to her feet, shaking her head. She pats her lifemate good-naturedly on his side. Before she leaves, though, she stops to pump D'va's hand, utterly unaware she might be interuppting his conversation. "She's be a fine greenrider, sir, she will," she says. "Tell them back at REaches we're proud of her, okay?" She looks horribly, uncharacteristically emotional.
From Choloth's neck, Brenna pats choloth
From Torinth's neck, Suzotchka settles in, strapping herself onto Torinth as she's learned to do on Prometh.
Merla smiles, and mounts Nicoth, as Kimbrith has decided to stay a while.
Ofira nods, "Well, I'd better hurry back down. I've the feast to look to. " She nod to R'val. "Tinya, would you take my cousin?" she asks.
Gillian asks R'val "Would you mind giving me a lift too?"
From atop Jesseth, Nevaar smiles. "That was great mom."
Tinya nods as she hops to her feet. "Excellent idea, love," she says approvingly. "I've yelled my throat half-raw."
From Torinth's neck, M'kla grins a bit, and straps Su carefully to her dragon's neck, and then herself as the green crouches to take off.
Zyrieth croons to R'lym as he settles himself on his neck.
Hatching Sands> P'tran turns to his weyrmate. "I'm going to check on the new weyrlings for a few moments."
Galleries> Mirala walks out to the bowl.
Galleries> Jeria looks at Alaira. "Anyone you know impress?"
Galleries> Alaira ducks her head, and quickly tucks a lock of hair back into place behind one ear.
Galleries> Jereboam nods thankfully, respectfully at the Weyrwoman's words. He sits still, thinking carefully on the events of the evening.
From Jeth's back, D'va grins and nods to Ursa, noticing the Reaches riders around him. "I think you just did." :)
Tinya nods. "Sure, Ofira." She smiles at Gillian, and says, "Follow me."
Hatching Sands> Jehrina nods, "Aye."
Hatching Sands> As his lifemate shifts to entwine himself with Herath,
M'rgan steps towards Kindre, offering her his arm, "Would you like to go and celebrate?"
Hatching Sands> Kenai turns and trudges slowly off the sands, no longer really noticing the heat.
Along Vidarth's back, Ofira calls, "Thanks Tinya!"
Hatching Sands> Jehrina heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Galleries> Alaira nods, a broad smile on her face. "Emlyn of High Reaches Weyr... a Green!>" Her voice squeaks with excitement. "And you?"
Hatching Sands> P'tran nods to Jehrina and makes sure that the sands are clearing of people before he heads onward.
Gillian follows Tinya
Hatching Sands> P'tran heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Tinya walks to her dragon's side and offers Gillian a hand up.
Hatching Sands> Kenai walks over towards the galleries.
C'vadan closes his journal and puts it away. "Quite a night."
Tinya swings quickly up to a seat on Liath's back.
Hatching Sands> Kindre smiles, "I'd love to," is said with a quick nod, "I wonder if we're aallowed to check on the new Weyrlings...though wine would be wonderful about now." The young queen warbles softly at Ularrith, nuzzling him as her usual temper seems to return.
Galleries> Jeria hmms and smiles. "I actually don't know yet. I got here late and I think I was watching in eight different directions. If they did I missed it."
Galleries> Jeria says "But that is great for your friend. :)"
Galleries> Ciela walks out to the bowl.
Galleries> Alaira shakes her head, and gives a comforting look to Jeria. "Should we go help celebrate? Perhaps we can find out if your friends Impressed or not? Oh." Alaira blushes yet again, "Pardon my rudeness... I'm Alaira." She extends her hand in a friendly gesture.
From Liath's back, Tinya fastens the straps in a loop around Gillian's waist, not bothering to tie her own for the short trip. "Okay, hold on tight. This'll be easy," she reassures.
Hatching Sands> M'rgan clasps her hand as she takes his arm. His gaze flickers between the barracks and the galleries. "I'm not sure if we can. Maybe...It's up to you."
Galleries> Jeria nods at Alaira. Why she is nodding isn't determinable. "And I'm Jeria. Well met Alaira!" she smiles.
Galleries> Alaira motions towards the exit. "Shall we?" Putting actions to words she heads towards the Living Caverns.
Hatching Sands> "Ah, well let's go celebrate. There'll be time for that later...if they're awake...I suppose," Kindre says, "Besides, I want to find out how Kassi fared with her betting." Winking after notig that, she smiles and nods at the dragons behind them, "They both should be so proud."
Galleries> Alaira walks out to the bowl.
Galleries> Amalie can't do anything but sit and grin foolishly, happily, for her friend, exhausted.
Galleries> Jereboam blinks and looks quietly at the sand, looking at the broken shells, the footprints.
Galleries> Jeria walks out to the bowl.
Galleries> Lusani says "It happens fast..."
Galleries> Jereboam nods slightly, still staring, eyes slightly bright. "T'saren...best of luck to you." He whispers this barely above his breath.
Hatching Sands> "They are." M'rgan hesitatingly glances from her small hand, where it touches his forearm, to her face. Tentatively he leans over, kissing her cheek. "I know I am."
Hatching Sands> Kindre squeezes her arm in her grasp and smiles, perhaps even flushing, "Me too...hmm, I'd like to get a peek to see how they're doing, though...do you mind?"
Hatching Sands> M'rgan says gallantly, though with amusement, "Your wish is my command." His free arm does a flourishing sweeo towards the barracks.
Hatching Sands> Kindre laughs befor striding over to the path leading to the bowl.
Galleries> Jereboam blink suddenly, clearing eyes suddenly bright, the hot air drying any would be tears from his dark lashes. He turns to Lusani, and says with a slight half-grin, "Shall we go?"
Hatching Sands> M'rgan heads off towards the bowl on the way to the weyrling barracks.
Galleries> Lusani smiles slightly. "Sure...
Galleries> Jereboam looks at Lusani, "To Igen Weyr?"
Galleries> Lusani nods. "Or to have wine if you want...
Galleries> Amalie squeezes Tolbak's arm in excitement,"I /love/ hatchings!"
Galleries> Jereboam shrugs, "Up to you...." his eyes seem rather distant.
Galleries> Tolbak smiles and nods.
Galleries> Amalie stands and smiles,"It was great to see you, but I've got to get back to camp. I'll see you soon though, at Starcraft?"
Galleries> Lusani blinks at Jere, then seems to understand. "I'll miss him too...
Galleries> Tolbak smiles and nods to Amalie. "Yes, that's where you can find me."