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The Hatching Sands
You walk into a mountanous cave in awe, dressed in white robes and hopping from foot to foot from the heat of the sand. This is the Hatching Sands, where the Queen dragon lays her clutch. If you would like to become a Candidate, simply state your name, a discription, and any other information you wish. Write with care, as this will determine which dragon you recieve, and indeed your whole future on Pern. Remember to be respectful to the Queen, and good luck!
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Kyrath trumpets triumphantly, signaling the end of the Hatching... -- Raja & Kyrath, 13:48:50 08/27/02 Tue
The tension leaves Raja's body like water draining from a cup, leaving her feeling hollow and rubbery. She collapses against Kiir, momentarily weak with exhaustion and lack of food. The two had stood unmoving during the whole affair, which had lasted nearly two and a half days. She steadies herself a moment, then rises again, with extreme effort. Looking around, Raja catches sight of the retreating form of Jarod, upset that there had to be even one Candidate that didn't Impress, knowing the disappointment he must have been feeling. She looks away as everything begins to swim in front of her eyes again.

"Let's get back to our weyr, Kiir. We can rest before attempting to teach the dragonlings...okay?"

'Yes. Lean against me, and we can go.'

Too tired to protest, Raja holds out a hand to Kyrath's mammoth side, steadying herself as the two trudge out, both exhausted and exultant at the same time.

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Dissapointment is unanimous. -- Jarod, 13:16:50 08/27/02 Tue
He sighs as both draling failed to notice him, and walks off the Sands, to continue to live in hiding. Perhpas he would resurface at news of the next Hatching...

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All eyes are riveted on the one remaining egg... -- Laeth, 16:14:54 08/26/02 Mon
A few taps are heard from the inside, then nothing. A troubled murmer has begun to travel around the cavern, when the mottled shell bursts, revealing a very large, very dark, very angry blue. He creels loudly, then, seeming to like the effect, creels again, even louder. He glares balefully around, eyeing all of the remaining Candidates with whirling eyes the color of blood. Trashing his long tail back and forth, he stares, then makes a headlong rush towards his choice. A relieved sigh fills the space as he tumbles to a stop at the feet of...Roccandel. 'R'ccan, I call myself Laeth. Help me up, so that I may eat!' membranous wings, still wet, spread vainly in a ferocious attempt at rising.

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A small sound comes from the far corner of the Sands... -- Ishith, 16:06:30 08/26/02 Mon
Cracks suddenly appear on the once-smooth shell, spreading faster and faster, until finally the egg shatters. A small bronze peers out, tiny in comparison with the others of it's kin that had hatched, although still larger than a blue. His smooth, pale scales gleam in a bar of sunlight, and he creels loudly, defiantly, throwing his small-boned head back with the effort. He does not pause to consider, but makes straight for Than, even his tottering gate appearing decisive. It is a long walk, but the dragonling finally makes it, teetering back and forth as he stops. 'I am Ishith, A'than, and we have Impressed.' his slowly swirling eyes hold a glint of humor, and he nudges the human, none too gently, leaving a wet smudge behind on the white Candidate robes. 'Lesseat!'

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Calmly enters into the cave the hot sands tingling his feet -- Arthanius, 12:48:18 08/26/02 Mon
Than approaches the edge of the nest and sits calmly waiting and stareing into nothingness think cool deep thoughts then...he breaks a smile spreads across his face and he feels a giddy inside..he's getting a dragon..*i wonder what dragon i will get?..i hope who ever it is he/she is friendly* almost looses his cool as he tries not to squirm with excitment.

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+Amazement+ -- Roccandell, 15:14:39 08/25/02 Sun
+Lank male steps lightly onto Sands, soles of feet burning with each step.
Why can't we wear sandals at least? Hm, maybe it has something to do with the baby dragonlings.
Thought of dragonets halts virile midstep, pondering the possiblity or lack thereof of Impression 'pon himself. Hand is run through sand hued hair in show of nervousness, familiar gesture for those who knew him. A finger traces irregular scar on tanned cheek, reminiscing for a moment, before returning to present times.
I wonder what my honorific would be... Maybe R'ccan. Ah, if only...
Breath catches in throat at first sight of bustling activity, again at Gold dragon Kyrath. Approaching slowly mascu stays respectful distance from remaining eggs an' Queen, a deep bow executed to duo 'cross sands. Flushes slightly at thought of the chance of Impressing one of the magnificent, no, legendary dragons of Pern in it's time of need+

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- Notices the other lad and walks over, a smile on his face. -- Jarod, 16:28:03 08/25/02 Sun
Strides in -- Jarod, 14:11:08 08/23/02 Fri
his long legs quickly covering the distance between himslef and the two remaining eggs. He scrunched his brows, deciding what might be in each. There was a largesh one that might be a bronze, or a very large brown. The other was a fair sized mottled egg, and may be either a small brown or mid-sized blue. He sighed, Imagining on of the two his own.

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Two more eggs begin to crack... -- Naphath and Abeth, 08:24:38 08/22/02 Thu
The first to emerge is a large blue the color of the sea. He has the promise of strength almost equaling that of a brown, although he is not as large. Swinging his great broad head from side to side, he settles on Lee and begins the wobbly trek, struggling to keep his balance. As he reaches the boy, his large eyes take on a dark hue, and he creels his triumph to all, proud of his choice. 'I am Naphath, and I am Hungry. Very, very Hungry.'

The second to hatch is a smallish bronze, very light in color. He is fierce, despite his size, and glares around with baleful red eyes, taking in his new world. Making a noise much louder than his small frame seems able to accomodate, he charges straight for Raidus, stumbling as he reaches him and pitching across the floor. 'R'du, I am Abeth.' the dragonling struggles to rise, to no avail, and snaps small, sharp teeth in frustration. 'Help me up.' the hatchling orders 'so we may get something to eat.' Greenish-blue eyes, tinged with orange, whirl in anticipation of the meal to come.

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- [impression -- R'du and Abeth, 09:30:37 08/22/02 Thu
Let's pretend Akimo isnt here yet..... -- Lee, 03:41:54 08/21/02 Wed
.::Lee walked onto the sands,heat radiating through his shoes. He walked closer to the eggs and bowed to the queen and weyrwoman,red hair fallnig into indigo eyes::. "Grettings. I'm Lee."

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- *Nods back from across the Sands, acknowledging greeting* (NT) -- Raja & Kyrath, 07:53:59 08/22/02 Thu
To the weyrwoman -- Tara, 13:55:55 08/20/02 Tue
When will your queen lay again.

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- *hmmms* -- Raja, 14:31:33 08/20/02 Tue
[striding in] -- Raidus, 04:42:21 08/19/02 Mon
He calmly stroded in taking quick steps on the hot sands. The sandels on his feet not helping. He walked up to the weyrwoman and gold queen. A low bow is given to both with a slight smile. His black-eyed gaze looked about the room, at the four eggs left. He in turn walked to the front of the remaining candidates. One hand unconciously fluttered forth to touch the eggs. He looked around nervously before touching one egg. He cleared his mind of all thoughts except those of love, happiness, and caring. He had grown up with all those things, yet with an average amount.

A shudder went down his spine, although he shook it off. The shudder was of nervousness, only it seemed little now. His nervous fear had vanished and was replaced by a healthy color in his cheeks. A sigh escapes his mouth. He seemed comforted by his touching of the egg. He closed his eyes temporarily and taking in the air around him. He opened them and flicked his head to flick the stray strands of hair from his face. His hair was a golden color with brown tinges to it. His eyes were black. He seemed to stand out in the crowd because of that unusual pairing of black and gold. He didn't mind, he sort of enjoyed it. He let a kind smile come to his lips to replace the worry-ridden, small smile he had on earlier.

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- -- </font>, 04:43:32 08/19/02 Mon
- The dark woman watches the new arrival, inwardly thrilled at finally recieveing a male, and caresses Kyrath's great eyeridge slowly. Finally, those Holders had some sense. -- Raja & Kyrath, 15:25:20 08/20/02 Tue
.::Watching::. -- Akimo, 05:20:29 08/17/02 Sat
.:: Sand shifted under feet as someone entered. Ice blue eyes taking all in,giving best judgment on people she saw. She's wait and see about eggs::.

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- A slight woman ventures over, picking her way carefully among the few remaining eggs... -- Raja & Kyrath, 19:11:33 08/17/02 Sat
  - Re: A slight woman ventures over, picking her way carefully among the few remaining eggs... -- Akimo, 19:42:00 08/17/02 Sat
    - A slight smile crosses the sun-browned face. "It is nice to meet you, Akimo." Gold Kyrath favors the girl with a swift glance before looking back to the four remaining eggs, eyes swirling a troubled reddish-orange. -- Raja, 14:44:33 08/20/02 Tue
      - Re: A slight smile crosses the sun-browned face. "It is nice to meet you, Akimo." Gold Kyrath favors the girl with a swift glance before looking back to the four remaining eggs, eyes swirling a troubled reddish-orange. -- Akimo, 03:34:39 08/21/02 Wed
        
        ((*nods* thank you!)) (NT) -- Raja, OOC, 05:59:32 08/21/02 Wed
[are there any eggs left?} -- C'ri, OOC, 12:24:56 08/16/02 Fri
just wondering... I might wanna join up another chara if there are

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- yes, indeed! There are four left, containing blues, browns, or bronzes...join away!! *g* (NT) -- Raja, 13:24:32 08/16/02 Fri
The egg under Hasyhar's hand begins to wobble, forcing the youth to step back... -- Reputh, 14:14:16 08/14/02 Wed
The hatchling takes its time in coming out, forming one large crack around the center. Then, with one resounding tap, the egg breaks exactly in half, and out steps the medium sized, rust-brown dragon. He stays still for a moment, gaining his balance, eyes whirling red with hunger. He then slowly makes his way to Has, ruby eyes fixed on their target, the dragonling stumbling very little because of his slow pace. Reaching the boy, he gently nudges him with a rounded snout and speaks. 'I call myself Reputh, S'har, and I am very, very hungry.' He speaks no more, resorting instead to crooning his love for the boy, his very own, S'har.

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- The boy's pale eyes fill with amazement and joy as the moment of Impression comes upon him. -- S'har and Reputh, 14:40:11 08/14/02 Wed
Another dragonling begins its slow birth into the world. -- Habath, 14:04:51 08/14/02 Wed
Dealing with the once-smooth shell quickly, a largish blue steps out, drawing many eyes because of his deep, rich color. He peers about sharply, jerky in his movements, and seems to test the air, then swiftly comes to a decision. He staggers a short way, then stops short as the moment of Impression comes. 'C'ri, I am Habath.' whirling eyes now match the dark hide, and the voice is the exact match of his lifemate's. 'I am also hungry.' the hatchling is curt, and jerkily he turns and forcefully raps C'ri's stomach with a rather pointed nose.

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- is that for Courion? just wondering cus i've never seen the names change like that before... -- Courion, 14:29:56 08/14/02 Wed
  - yep! you can change it, if you would prefer...just tell me what his new name will be, please, if you decide to... (NT) -- Raja, 14:43:11 08/14/02 Wed
- [impression](i'll keep the name^-^) -- C'ri, 16:49:14 08/14/02 Wed
A small, nearly all-white egg begins to crack... -- Oranth, 13:55:23 08/14/02 Wed
When the dragonling emerges it is seen to be a small green, sticky hide the traditional bright kelly color. It's wings, though, are oversized and somewhat twisted, dragging on the ground behind it as it seeks someone worthy of Impression. It peers around, creeling, then shakily but resolutely makes its way to Sevryn, trailing wings making two twin tracks in the hot sands. A high, sweet voice full of joy fills the girls head as the dragonling speaks. 'Sevryn? I am Oranth...and you are my lifemate, my chosen. I Impress you. Don't be sad...I'm here!' The tiny thing nuzzles her, bright green snout touching a pale hand. 'I am also hungry...' the sweet voice hints, a yellow-blue smile in slowly oscillating eyes.

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- Re: A small, nearly all-white egg begins to crack... -- Sevryn .-.-. Oranth, 14:52:13 08/19/02 Mon
The stocky boy, a mere 15 Turns, walks onto the Sands. Hesitant at first, he soon picks up his pace, gaining confidence as he moves. -- Hasyhar, 13:39:48 08/14/02 Wed
He stops about a dragonlength from the eggs, not wanting to disturb them by walking too close, and bows deeply, first to the Weyrwoman and then to her dragon. It is an unpracticed bow, the curly-headed boy coming up shakily, and it is obvious from the crumpled way his Candidates robe fits that he is very new to this...although, come to think of it, so is everyone.

Rising, his face colored by his backwater appearance, the square-jawed boy speaks in a deep bass, uncultured, but polite nontheless. "Good day lady, uh, Queen. I go by Hasyhar. Thank you for letting me stay in your...this Wyer."

Has steps back a pace, then his eyes fix on a medium-sized egg halfway across the Sands. He walks to it as if in a trance, crouching beside it to run a calloused hand over its smooth expanse. It was...wonderful...he could find no other words to describe the feeling of the mottled shell beneath his fingers. He sits like that for what seems like years, and seconds, all at the same time.

Grey eyes look up quickly, alarmed, as he realizes what he is doing. Touching the egg...he glances to the weyrwoman, hoping she is not upset.

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- The petite nods to the boy-Hasyahr-from across the scorching Sands and motions, smiling, that he may go on touching. (NT) -- Raja & Kyrath, 13:43:35 08/14/02 Wed
if no one sees me it'll be a blessing. -- Sevryn, 12:55:35 08/14/02 Wed
Pale wraith-like femme drifts within hatching area, emotionless eyes staring blankly into space. Though blue-black hair falls, lank, into white visage, no hand raises to remove it. Not even breath can be heard escaping, no sound emanates from female as progression halts. Lingering, the barely-there form shifted noiselessly about for a moment; then moves forward t'wards the clutch.

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- just the way it always was... -- Sevryn, 14:00:11 08/14/02 Wed
  - *weyrwoman points to the bright green standing beside the femme* I believe she has noticed you... (NT) -- Raja, 10:55:41 08/15/02 Thu
[candidate] -- Courion, 09:22:31 08/14/02 Wed
Courion ran his fastest to the hatching grounds. He darted through the crowd, and after accidently bumping into someone, and a given apology, he bounded across the sands up to the gold queen and the weyrlady. He didn't hesitate when he bowed to them. The color in his cheeks lively from the brisk sprint to the hatching grounds.

"Forgive my lateness, miladies." He bowed to both, the queen and then the weyrlady. "I am Courion."

He stood straight and gazed around the hatching grounds with his brown hued optics. His mouth parted slightly at the wonder. He then grinned as his eyes flew from one dragonet to another. From one pair leaving the hatching grounds to another. He almost laughed which surprised him slightly. He kept the laugh down.

His gaze fixed mostly on the paler looking candidates. The pale of fright. He knew it was normal to be frightened of the large beasts but how could anyone? They were...cute. No, they were magnificent. Cute didn't seem the right word. He shook his head. He certainly wasn't afraid of the dragonets or the adult dragons. He had ridden to a hold on one before. He was naturally weyr-bred but at a hold often.

This wasn't his first the first hatching he had seen either. One of the many and perhaps last he would see. The others he merely watched. He wasn't old enough at the time. Then the hatchings stopped being so many and were reduced to few. Which kept him being a candidate on the hatching grounds for a few years. Although it was his first trying to Impress, he felt the way he always had. He felt joyful at the occasion and also a feeling of awe over the gathering of dragons at this time. He grew used to the birthsong or humming that came with hatchings. It was an instinctal thing with dragons. He grew to like it.

A shadow of worry clouded his eyes. What if all the dragonets were Impressed? He turned the gold queen and the weyrlady again.

"Are there any eggs unhatched or dragonets unimpressed, m'ladies?"

He waited trying to push away the cloud of worry.

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- didn't end the font... i'll try here... -- Courion, 09:23:44 08/14/02 Wed
  - ...
(NT) -- fxr, 11:02:30 08/14/02 Wed
... (NT) -- fxr, 11:08:19 08/14/02 Wed

Slender visage turns to face the newcomer... -- Raja & Kyrath, 12:11:22 08/14/02 Wed

maybe i can help... -- Dawn [Tryn], 12:22:40 08/14/02 Wed

*sighs in relief* thank you!! (NT) -- Raja, OOC, 13:18:11 08/14/02 Wed

The mottled egg shakes, quite forcefully, and cracks begin to radiate from its center. -- Jaizeth, 17:07:27 08/13/02 Tue
With a loud pop, the shell cracks in half. Inside, a large green is seen, seeming almost to be a statue carved of jade. This illusion lasts only a second, for the dragonling uncurls and steps out, regal in her standing even as she wobbles. She snakes a large head around, glaring, then makes for the one who is...perfect...for her. She stops, rammming Tryn in the chest, and gazes up, blue-green eyes adoring. 'I am Jaizeth.' She speaks, regal still, and croons, very pleased with herself. 'I would like food. Now.'

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i'm never giving up... -- Tryn �Jaizeth�, 18:03:47 08/13/02 Tue
- Silent Watcher -- D'go and Xeth, 00:27:08 08/14/02 Wed

Closer to the queen this time, a large egg begins to rock. -- Vasilth, 16:57:12 08/13/02 Tue
It takes a while, but soon a smallish bronze head is seen to emerge. Making its way out with some difficulty, the pale one (for its skin is almost a light copper tone) totters about, looking each Candidate in the eyes as it passes. It finally comes to rest in front of Nagar, crooning as if it likes what it sees. 'I am Vasilth, N'gar.' it says in a grave tone, nudging his chosen gently. It sits back, once-red eyes now deep blue, and croons again, until a pang of hunger shoots through its belly. 'Let us eat.' the hatchling commands, quite forcefully in fact.

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Finally -- N'gar � Vasilth, 09:05:51 08/14/02 Wed

Another egg begins to Hatch... -- Mauroth, 16:45:51 08/13/02 Tue
The taps begin just as the other dragonette leaves her shell. However, the mottled expanse is breached much more quickly than the last. A large, pale green emerges, eyes bright red and whirling madly. The hatchling makes only a brief glance around, already knowing who she will choose to be hers. Spinning precariously on one clawed foot, she makes straight for the one called Zel. 'I am known as Mauroth.' The large green smashes her head into the girl's stomach. 'And I am hungry. Right now. Let's go.'

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Impression -- Zel and Mauroth, 18:41:36 08/13/02 Tue

A soft crack rings out, cutting through the quarreling like a knife. -- Olianth, 16:22:07 08/13/02 Tue
It is a small egg, near the edge of the Sands, and after many more taps, the mottled shell is broken. A tiny green emerges, gleaming scales the bright color of new grass, staring around at the commotion in obvious fright. She runs to the Candidate closest to her, the one that just a few moments ago had been thinking such nice thoughts. 'Serenity, it is Olianth. Why are you upset? I am hungry!' The little green creels piteously, staring up at the girl with eyes swirling an anxious orangey red. 'Do not be upset! I am here!'

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it never hurts to hope... -- Tryn, 16:32:57 08/13/02 Tue
She kneels down on one knee. -- Serenity/Olianth, 16:38:59 08/13/02 Tue

Clumsy Oaf -- Nagar, 14:02:36 08/13/02 Tue
Nagar bursts out into a run, going through the Weyr as fast as he can, though he had no idea of how to get to the Hatching Sands. He met one dead end after another, and found himself growing quite frusterated every time he met with another one. And that was putting it mildly. He was late, he knew he was. And now he couldn't find his sharding way to the Hatching Sands! Suddenly, he found himself standing in the bright sunlight, his feet on the burning hot sands of Southern Weyr's Hatching Sands. But the realization of where he was came to late; he couldn't slow down, he was still running.

Or he was, until he tripped, sending himself sprawling across the sands, just barely managing not to send himself crashing into a nearby not-yet-hatched Dragon Egg. He blinked, upon finding himself that close to a Dragon Egg, and slowly picked himself up off of the Sands, scarcely noticing how hot it was as he brushed sand from his hair and Canidate's robe, getting to his feet to stand upon the Sands, noticing how the eggs that were left un-hatched, and also how few Canidates were left. His face now blank, showing no emotion on it whatsoever, he waited.

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nice to know i'm not the only late one. -- Tryn, 14:09:26 08/13/02 Tue
Saw his helter-skelter entrance, she walved him over with a smile. -- Serenity, 14:14:18 08/13/02 Tue
- Blinks -- Nagar, 14:21:19 08/13/02 Tue
  - Her grin becomes slightly less broad. -- Serenity, 14:42:12 08/13/02 Tue
    - even i know when to leave someone alone... -- Tryn, 15:26:43 08/13/02 Tue

once again i'm out of place... -- Tryn, 13:10:56 08/13/02 Tue
but this time i don't care. Tryn couldn't care less, actually, that she looked nothing like a Candidate. Wearing her sturdy harper-blue leather regalia, lounging outside the gaggle of Candidates, most likely she'd be taken for a Journeywoman. She'd refused to put on the white Candidate robe--it was too feminine--and no one had tried to force her into it. Blue-grey eyes smouldered indolently as each Impression was made, none of the glimmering dragonets even venturing near to her. not that i'd expected it. An expecially loud gasp drew her attention to the queen egg; mm, so she was emerging. Didn't even glance at Tryn, but so what? There were more. She might Impress. But as the hatching wore on, her chances ebbed and her hope faded with them. Yet even then, the optimistic shred of her being refused to let go.

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*welcome* -- Raja & Kyrath, 13:28:16 08/13/02 Tue
- even then nobody cares. -- Tryn, 13:34:39 08/13/02 Tue
  - A gentle voice intrudes on the girls consciousness... -- Kyrath, 16:08:09 08/13/02 Tue
    - nobody loves me... -- Tryn, 17:51:49 08/13/02 Tue
      - Silent Watcher -- D'go and Xeth, 00:25:45 08/14/02 Wed

Entering -- Zel, 21:44:41 08/12/02 Mon
The slim girl walked determenedly onto the sands, with the air of one who belonged there and don't try to tell her otherwise. Zel took her place among the other white robed canidates, her robes spotless and her hair let down and loose. A sweeping bow was given to Raje, Kyrath and the clutch's direction/ After righting herself Zel stood still, sholders back and head streight. She was not nervous at all. A looked of utmost calm was on her plain features and she looked almost imposing.

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Approaches, her tan hair bouncing joysly. -- Serenity, 07:36:01 08/13/02 Tue
- Re: Approaches, her tan hair bouncing joysly. -- Zel, 09:35:32 08/13/02 Tue
  - Noticed the girl's icy tone. -- Serenity, 10:19:32 08/13/02 Tue
    - Zel shook her head. -- Zel, 10:33:52 08/13/02 Tue
      - Nodded, thoughts of her own dream flshing briefly through her thoughts. -- Serenity, 10:40:00 08/13/02 Tue
        
        The girl shook her head, -- Zel, 10:46:01 08/13/02 Tue
        
        Nods, she could relate. -- Serenity, 10:52:30 08/13/02 Tue
        
        Re: Nods, she could relate. -- Zel, 12:46:48 08/13/02 Tue
        
        *Smiles* -- Raja & Kyrath, 13:24:28 08/13/02 Tue
        
        Grins and waves back. -- Serenity, 14:08:52 08/13/02 Tue
        
        Re: Grins and waves back. -- Zel, 14:23:54 08/13/02 Tue
        
        Scoffs. -- Serenity, 14:47:26 08/13/02 Tue
        
        ooc -- Zel's player, 18:38:10 08/13/02 Tue
        
        Woops! -- Serenity, 04:37:37 08/14/02 Wed

She enters hesitantly, unsure if she was a candidate officially or not. -- Serenity, 17:31:46 08/12/02 Mon
She looks about her, brown eyes shining.

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The weyrwoman looks across the sands at the newcomer reassuringly, then motions for her to step forward, into the knot of remaining Candidates. (NT) -- Raja & Kyrath, 17:55:59 08/12/02 Mon
- Seeing the Weyrwoman's gesture, she steps confidently onto the sands. -- Serenity, 05:13:48 08/13/02 Tue

Two more eggs hatch, dragonlings emerging from the broken remains at the same time... -- Reith and Connarth, 12:41:39 08/10/02 Sat
The undersized brown is the color of dried grass, and his eyes, unlike the other hatchlings, do not whirl with rage or confusion. As he studies his surroundings calmly, it is plain to all that his tail is underdeveloped, and will most likely never grow to more than half the length of that of a normal brown. Seeming to reach a decision, the hatchling waddles toward Tag, taking his time as he nearly falls several times without the counterbalance a longer tail would provide. He looks for a while into Tag's eyes, then startles the boy by saying in a somber tone 'I am Reith. Will you accept me?' The brown cannot quite mask the hunger that pains him from the boy, but he tries valiantly, pushing thoughts of his stomach down to the bottom of his consciousness as he waits for an answer.

Meanwhile, a medium-sized and somewhat stocky bronze appears from the other egg, light scales nearly golden in color, and still goopy from the shell. Looking around at the Candidates with the usual mix of hunger and confusion, he dashes helter-skelter, knocking down Candidate after Candidate before finally coming to Savon. The force of his momentum nearly bowls the youth over, and knocks the bronze himself down, tail over wings in a very comical fashion. He glares at the ones who dare to laugh, dark red eyes swirling dangerously, then faces the youth again. 'S'von? I am Connarth, and we have Impressed.' He creels loudly in excitement, trumpeting the news, then blasts S'von with longing thoughts of food, glorius Food!

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)-Joy-( -- T'gre/Reith, Sk'p/Tenoth, 12:15:59 08/12/02 Mon
*Utter Bliss* -- S'von and Connarth, 18:51:04 08/12/02 Mon

Another baby dragon begins to break free of its shell... -- Eyrieth, 12:15:04 08/10/02 Sat
In very little time at all the green emerges, dark scales shining brightly. Rather large for a green, she tosses her head proudly, showing spirit even at such a young age, then tumbles, overbalanced by the show. Rising from the hot Sand, she stalks between the remaining eggs to Desaline's side. 'Hello.' A tender voice underlaid with humor belies inner kindness, behind her spunky show. 'I am Eyrieth.' The dark-hued green nudges Desaline gently, glaring balefully at the rest of the Candidates as she does so. 'D'you think we could eat now, please?'

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*Awe* -- Desaline and Eyrieth, 18:41:33 08/12/02 Mon

In the hushed silence that came to the Sands in the wake of the gold's Impression, more cracking is heard...there are yet eggs that must Hatch... -- Joneth, 12:02:05 08/10/02 Sat
A dragonette the color of blue sapphire emerges from the splintered shell, swirling red eyes bright with a mix of hunger and curiosity. He glances around cursorily, then nods his head up and down several times, crooning softly. He wavers, hard-put to keep his balance on new legs, and trips over a dragging wingtip. He lands at the feet of Alec and nudges him, as if trying to get the boy to help him up. 'My name's Joneth, A'lec, and I am very hungry.' The blue dragonette does his very best to send hungry thoughts to his Lifemate, nudging him on the knee as well, to emphasize his point.

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.:Smiles:. -- A'lec-Joneth, 09:39:58 08/13/02 Tue

Suddenly, the golden egg, tucked close to Kyrath's wing, begins to wobble. -- Herath, 15:31:46 08/09/02 Fri
Cracks appear on its smooth surface, and radiate to encircle its whole circumferance. Then...it shatters! A small, golden body emerges, still wet from the inside of the egg. She is delicately boned, petite for a gold, and holds the promise not of massiveness, but of grace and strength, not to mention agility, in a more compact body. She glaces around, dazed, opalescent eyes whirling with ruby red. She creels loudly, glaring at the Assembly, then slowly rises and wobbles, picking out the one she wishes to Impress, the one who, in her eyes, is perfect, the one that was put here just for her. 'Jeskann...I am Herath. I am yours and you are mine. We have Impressed.' She then tosses a delicate, glittering head, and creels again at her Lifemate, hitting her forcefully in the stomach and sending thoughts of insatiable hunger. 'TODAY, please!'

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Kyrath nods to herself, and Raja smiles up at her, both dragon and 'rider happy with the dragonling's choice, and both remembering their own first moments together. She will make a good weyrwoman Raja thinks, and Kyrath agrees, then cautions her to watch. 'Hatching is not over yet!' (NT) -- Raja & Kyrath, 12:47:01 08/10/02 Sat
- ‡Impression‡ -- Jeskann, 17:20:20 08/11/02 Sun

Hatching -- Deoth, 13:40:31 08/09/02 Fri
The mottled egg shakes violently, shards flying everywhere. Cracks radiate from an epicenter on the top of the egg, and finally the dragon bursts forth, eyeing it's new world with eyes blood-red in defiance. The green...if it is a green, for its color is so pale as to almost seem white...creels loudly, daring any to challenge it, then races madly for its chosen one, wobbling precariously to gain its balance once it reaches her. 'Sienna, I call myself Deoth.' There is no plea for food, no piteous noises belying her hunger. The pale one merely settles down to wait, placing a small green head on Sienna's lap, knowing the one she has Chosen will take care of her.

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[- Happiness -] -- Sienna & Deoth, 19:57:19 08/09/02 Fri

The second brown to hatch... -- Perth, 13:28:27 08/09/02 Fri
He makes his way out of the confines of his shell with some trouble, though not as much as some others of his Clutch. He is a deeper brown than the other, almost the color of the coacoa bean, and somewhat smaller, though not by much. He has a moment of indecision before slowly wobbling toward his choice, stumbling several times before tapping Oke with his snout. 'K'e, I am Perth, and I am hungry. Now that we've Impressed, may we eat?' the longing for fresh meat is plain in the dragonling's small voice, as he nudges K'e to the doorway, still wobbly from Hatching.

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He drops to his knees Lets get you some food He smiles (NT) -- K'e & Perth, 13:30:42 08/13/02 Tue

The ninth egg to hatch... -- Mirnath, 13:18:57 08/09/02 Fri
After only five taps, the marbled egg shatters, revealing a large, very dark-hued green. Evergreen scales glittering in the bright light that streams in through the cavernous opening of the Sands, the dragonling spends only a moment in contemplation before wobbling straight to Reyana, and nudging her gently. 'I am Mirnath.' the voice is as soft and gentle as her touch, and as peaceful as the sea. She croons quietly, letting her Lifemate know of her great, overwhelming Hunger. Thin, sinuous tail twines about one of the femme's ankles as she croons again, more insistantly this time.

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...Ever smiling... -- Rey, 13:23:11 08/09/02 Fri

A small egg on the edge of the Sands wobbles harder... -- Brointh, 13:07:37 08/09/02 Fri
The dragon inside seems to be having trouble emerging. Finally, after much frantic wobbling, a crack appears, then two. Eventually a small blue head is visible, eyes whirling red-and-purple, a sign of frustration. Soon enough, the body of the dragonling emerges, a light powder blue, the color of the sky on a crisp autumn day. It peers around at the remaining Candidates, and starts for Oke. Halfway there, it changes its mind, and makes a sharp about face, running into Damien head-on. It sits back, astonished, and says to the boy wonderingly 'I am...Brointh. D'mi, we have Impressed. You are mine!' The small blue puts his head under the boy's hand, and leads him to the pails of meat at the edge of the Sands, sending visuals of all that surrounds them. 'Now, we eat.'

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*Smile* -- Damien, 20:10:37 08/17/02 Sat

A seventh egg begins to crack... -- Damanth, 12:53:49 08/09/02 Fri
Out of a small hole pops a reddish-brown head, the first brown dragonette to hatch thus far. With four more resounding taps, the dragonling is out. He is rather large for a brown, and holds himself very stiffly. The hatchling creels, a loud, demanding tone, and makes a wobbly treck straight to Karijou. 'K'rij, I am Damanth.' He opens membrane-thin wings for balance and head-butts his chosen one in the stomach, strong for his age. The new-born creels again, demanding food.

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...Male watches with disbelief... -- K'jou? Could that be his honorific?, 13:07:33 08/09/02 Fri
- Of course! (NT) -- OOC, 13:09:16 08/09/02 Fri

Excitement -- Jeskann, 16:25:25 08/08/02 Thu
Raw excitement draws up in fem's chest, oculi scanning draconic partnering, and remaining eggs. Bright smile dawns 'pon countenance as Zav... Z'var Impressed massive Bronze, watching the newly partnered duo leave Sands. Feminae feels a second emotion tinge thoughts.
What if she didn't Impress? What if she was the only one left standing on the Sands while all her friends gained a life partner. What if... no.
Long legged hoyden reminds self fiercely.
No, she could not think like that. If she was meant to Impress she would, if she wasn't she could go back to jockeying or running. Thinking negatively wouldn't help things at all, it may even keep from Impression.
Weaker it was, but a smile returns to pate of femme, oculars turning to Gold egg. Breath catches in throat, optics savoring the image of the beautiful egg amidst the others for a moment before tossing glance 'round the rest of marbled eggs.

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[- Gasp -] -- [- Sienna -], 02:10:37 08/09/02 Fri
- Vacation -- Jeska, 14:24:14 08/09/02 Fri

Another small egg begins to crack... -- Aledath, 09:57:29 08/08/02 Thu
Out comes a petite dragonling the color of new spring grass. As she spins around, her tail seems to be too long for her body, and it drags rather limply on the ground. The dragonette calls out, a high cry like that of a new-born kitten, then rushes towards Lorelei, dragging her tail behind her. 'Lorelei, I am Aledath, and you are mine.' The small thing falls into a heap at the girl's feet, eyes whirling as she waits to see if she will be accepted by the one she has chosen.

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*Gasp* -- Lorelei, 10:06:22 08/08/02 Thu
- (ooc: oops...pressed the enter button too early..) -- Lorelei and Aledath, 10:31:11 08/08/02 Thu
  - (oops...*grimaces* ignore my post then...) (NT) -- da stupid one, 10:34:42 08/08/02 Thu
    - Its Okay..jus one question... -- Lorelei, 10:38:32 08/08/02 Thu
      - Hmmm... -- Raja, 10:45:52 08/08/02 Thu
        
        ahhhhh... -- mwa, 11:11:09 08/08/02 Thu
        
        Re: ahhhhh... -- Lorelei, 11:13:07 08/08/02 Thu
        
        no prob! (NT) -- `_^, 11:14:41 08/08/02 Thu
  - Green eyelids part; opalescent occuli meet Lorelei's... -- Aledath and Lorelei, 06:04:13 08/09/02 Fri
- *humms in contentment* -- Aledath, 10:31:41 08/08/02 Thu
  - Alrighty! -- Lorelei, 10:32:43 08/08/02 Thu

A medium-sized egg begins to crack... -- Pardeth, 08:52:29 08/08/02 Thu
It takes a full ten minutes for the dragonet to emerge. It is a smallish green, and its wide eyes look both awed and puzzled, as if it can't quite figure out what it is supposed to do. It flicks a thin tail, and tries to take in everything. Finally, it decides to try out its new voice. 'Thayet? It's Pardeth. Please, help me. I'm hungry.' The thin mind-voice is piteous, and the dragonling looks at her Impressed imploringly. 'Please?'

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.:Runs Over:. -- Thayet-Pardeth, 09:42:11 08/13/02 Tue

An egg snaps in two as another dragonling comes forth into the world. -- Tenoth, 08:42:37 08/08/02 Thu
It is a medium-sized blue, the color of a forget-me-not, and it's faceted eyes whirl an anxious lime-green as it peers around. It turns, a full three hundred and sixty degrees, until finally its large eyes come to rest on Skip. It stands up, and wobbles its way over to him, falling several times before it is finally able to reach him. 'Hullo, S'kp. I'm Tenoth, and you've Impressed me!' the blue tilts his chunky head. 'Can we eat now? I'm Hungry!'

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)-Happiness-( -- Sk'p, Tag, 13:27:24 08/08/02 Thu

Another bronze has hatched, but so quietly no one even saw it leave its shell. -- Xeth, 08:30:12 08/08/02 Thu
It finally noticed as it silently makes its wobbling way between Candidates, moving with more grace than the other two hatchlings displayed. Its sinuous length travels the Sands, peering around for the one it felt touch it when it was still but in the egg. The small bronze is drawn to him, knows that he is perfect for him. He circles first one male, then another, but when he reaches Indigo he stops. 'D'go. I be Xeth.' The small dragonling smoothly snatches a filched piece of meat out of D'go's pocket, and swallows it in one gulp. He tilts a small head, and lightly nudges D'go. 'Let us now eat.'

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[- Happiness -] -- D'go, 02:07:08 08/09/02 Fri

Another crack comes from the Sands, not as loud this time. -- Laventh, 08:19:45 08/08/02 Thu
It is a smaller egg than the first, but still fairly good-sized. A small green beak suddenly appears from the side of the marbled expanse, cracks radiating out from all around it. The beak pushes farther out, and a largish green head appears. Soon the body also emerges from the hole, and the dragonet peers around, eyes whirling anxiously as it tries to find the perfect lifemate. Finally, it stands up on wobbly legs and makes its steady way toward the one it has chosen, pushing various others out of its way in the process. Finally, it collapses on the ground in front of Galen. 'I am Laventh, Galen. You have Impressed me.' Opalescent eyes whirl a joyus blue, and the delicate green nudges her Lifemate. 'May we please eat now?'

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Galen smiles and takes the hatchlings head in her arms. -- Galen and Laventh, 04:32:09 08/09/02 Fri

A loud crack splits the air. -- Branth, 08:10:21 08/08/02 Thu
It is a large egg, perhaps the largest on the Sands. Two more cracks echo from its mottled expanse, then the whole thing shatters. Sitting on the splintered remains is a very large, very hungry, bronze dragonet. He darts up and glares around, eyes whirling an angry red mixed with a yellowish tinge of humor, then makes a beeline for Zavar. 'Z'var, I'm Branth and I'm HUNGRY! I'm Branth Hungry!' the dragonet, whose wedge-shaped head already reaches to Z'var's chest, gives him a sticky nudge toward the pails of meat. 'NOW!' the dragonet commands.

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Zavar, no Z'var now, looks stunned. -- Z'var and Branth, 09:49:12 08/08/02 Thu

First one, then another egg begins to wobble... -- Raja & Kyrath, 12:50:56 08/07/02 Wed
Kyrath bugles a triumphant cry, slender neck stretched to its limits, gargantuan jaw gaping, and multi-faceted eyes swirling an excited mixture of orange, yellow, and green. Her golden length is rigid, belying her trepidation about the coming event, and her smooth, shining claws keep sliding in and out of their protective sheaths.

Raja dashes up beside her Queen, all of her petite frame taut with excitement and apprehension. She glances around, taking in the hopeful Candidates, the future of Pern, and the now violently rocking eggs, whose delicate shells held such precious treasures. Now is not the time for worries or questions. Now is the time to watch and wait to see what fate holds in store for all of them.

Hatching is about to begin!

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Her head swivels. -- Galen, 17:17:42 08/07/02 Wed
- [- Street Thief -] -- Indigo, 01:10:00 08/08/02 Thu
  - [- Street Thiefess -] -- Sienna, 01:46:57 08/08/02 Thu
    - ++Wonder++ -- Lorelei, 09:13:05 08/08/02 Thu

)-Duo-( -- Tag, Skip, 07:52:26 08/07/02 Wed
)-Duo males, clad in slightly rumpled Candidate robes, step onto the Sands. Taller of the two shakes pate at other, grinning.
You're wrong, Tag. Dragons are real. Now I can prove it to you.
Sure you can, and I'll bet the myth of the legendary Masterharper Robinton is true also, huh?
Pair exchange a glance then a soft laugh, neither realizing how close they were coming to the last dragon alive. Suddenly, the gentle breathing of the Queen draws their attention. The shorter of the two gapes at the Golden Dragon, other simply smiling satisfiedly though his expression showed awe and wonder as well. Reaching over, male touches other on the shoulder so that they may greet her properly. Bowing at the same time, lank one speaks.
Greetings, great Golden Queen from I, Skip, and my companion, Tag. We also greet you, Weyrlady Raja.
We are honored and humbled to be Candidates to your Clutch.
Grayed eyed boy speaks the second sentance, ceremonially greeting and thanking dragon and rider. Duo exchnage grins, feeling the Sand heat up even more for the Hatching-(

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The rider and dragon nod back to the pair in unison, the timing of the great golden head exactly matching that of the petite, darker one. "Welcome to Southern." (NT) -- Raja & Kyrath, 11:52:03 08/07/02 Wed

.:Enters:. -- Thayet and Alec, 15:05:39 08/05/02 Mon
.:Thayet enters her green eyes sparkling with wonder for the lands. Looking around she notices many other here. Smiling she tucked a loose strand of her black hair behind her ear her green eyes are nervos. Smiling she looked around and walked up and looked at the queen. She curtseys the best she could with her robe:.

Lady Queen I am here to hopefully impress one of your clutch. My name is Thayet and I am pleased to meet you

.:She looks at the queen smiles before bowing this time and walking off to stand at the edge of the clutch:.

++Behind Thayet came a tall boy. Hovering on the edge of manhood he looked alot like Thayet. Smiling he walks behind his sister Thayet. He also had black hair but he also had a darker shade of eyes color than Thayet. As Thayet walked off she walsk up to the queen and bowed saying notihing before also walking off to sit at the edge the heat not bothering him++

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Kyrath nods her great, golden head in the direction of the two, acknowledging their greeting. Raja waves from across the sands in silent welcome, and nods toward the eggs, indicating that the two may touch the mottled ovals if they so choose. (NT) -- Raja & Kyrath, 19:13:17 08/06/02 Tue
- *looks around in expectance* -- Indigo OOC, 03:09:30 08/07/02 Wed
  - lol Im adding em soon (NT) -- Toni, 10:20:03 08/07/02 Wed

*A blackness to him* -- Damien, 18:19:45 07/30/02 Tue
*All around him, surrounding him, and all he wished was to see a glimpse of gold, of the queen, but knew he never would. Sounds of others, and the sand under his feet now told him he was reaching the place where she rested. Heavy breathing of the queen, a warm breath, all this told him he had reached, even though he had problems doing so. He bowed in the general direction of the one he heard was golden.* Lady queen, I am here to impress one of your children. I can only imagine how beautiful you are, and your eggs, and how beautiful they will be when they hatch...

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A girl moves beside him making noise so he knows she is here. -- Galen, 08:14:19 07/31/02 Wed
- *rolls his eyes* -- Indigo, 20:25:15 07/31/02 Wed
  - Re: *rolls his eyes* -- Galen, 16:20:23 08/01/02 Thu
    - *snorts* -- Indigo, 19:14:32 08/01/02 Thu
      - Re: *snorts* -- Galen, 04:31:08 08/02/02 Fri
        
        *raised an eyebrow* -- Indigo, 22:59:17 08/02/02 Fri
        
        Re: *raised an eyebrow* -- Galen, 16:55:31 08/03/02 Sat
        
        *Raise an eyebrow at the two voices* -- Damien, 19:49:01 08/04/02 Sun
The large dragon turns so that her shining front end is now facing all three Candidates. -- Kyrath, 11:15:32 08/03/02 Sat
- *smile* -- Indigo, 20:08:46 08/03/02 Sat
  - Kyrath snorts and with the very tip of her tail cuffs the boy Indigo over the head. 'You would do well to mind your own business. This is between Damien and myself.' Kyrath pauses, then adds 'You broadcast your thoughts too loudly. If you do not want me to hear you, you must learn to muffle them.' All of this is said on a private band, the dragon never breaking her whirling gaze on the blind man-child. (NT) -- Kyrath, 09:31:41 08/04/02 Sun
    - "OWWW!!" -- Indigo, 02:58:15 08/05/02 Mon
      - Sighs -- Galen, 04:06:38 08/05/02 Mon
      - Kyrath merely flicks her tail in the theif's direction. -- Raja & Kyrath, 11:46:03 08/07/02 Wed
        
        Re: Kyrath merely flicks her tail in the theif's direction. -- Galen, 17:15:06 08/07/02 Wed

...Broad shouldered male enters silently, followed closely by lithe femina... -- Karijou/Reyana, 13:12:45 07/28/02 Sun
...Sibling duo walk quietly across scorching Sands, virile never throwing a glance to any, whilest fem turns a smile 'pon all whose path she crosses. This was true in life too, with brother fighting and sister always making up for it. Male stops with a quick breath as sight is caught of Golden Dragon the last of the dragons besides those Unhatched. Hand touches feminae's shoulder causing her to lift her gaze to the grand sight of the only Dragon on Pern. They both bow deeply, respectfully to the grand Queen and Weyrlady. Green oculars begin to shine with anticipation, a strange feeling rising in her chest as the Sands heat even more. Lanky virile gapes for a moment then sucessfully hides his feeling, after all that was what his life consisted of, it had to be like that if he was to survive. A tear forms in the corner of azure oculi quickly blinked away. Hand of gamine touches brother's arm in silent comfort, the both of them understanding what the other thought...

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Greetings -- Galen, 15:40:23 07/29/02 Mon
- ...Turns the fem... -- Jou/Rey, 17:48:55 07/29/02 Mon
  - Re: ...Turns the fem... -- Galen(Gal, Gale, or Len), 04:42:14 07/30/02 Tue
    - ...Nods... -- Rey/Jou, 06:33:07 08/07/02 Wed

~: Enters:~ -- Oake, 04:17:22 07/26/02 Fri
The young man enters noisily. He hops across the sand while trying to pull on his sandles. He pushes his black hair out of his face and bows to the Queen dragon."I'm Oake. I would like to Impress one of your children. Thank you for allowing me on the sands."He says and bows once more.

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The large gold turns a wedge-shaped head to face the boy and nods, faceted eyes whirling a deep blue. The slight woman standing next to her turns and waves to the newcomer, picking her way closer before speaking. "Hello. I am Raja, weyrwoman of Southern. You are welcome here. Make yourself at home! Hatching should begin within a week or so. You are free to go wherever you please." she brushes a stray drak curl out of amber eyes, and gives the boy a warm smile. -- Raja & Kyrath, 08:05:42 07/26/02 Fri

To all Candidates: -- da OOTS (aka Raja), 15:01:17 07/20/02 Sat
Alrighty, I was gonna post this on the OOC board, but I figured y'all would be most likely to see it here, so listen up (or read closely...or just pay attention...) because this is important.

I have decided not to begin Hatching until there are about 15 active Candidates on the Sands (and more males, PLEASE!). I don't want Hatching to drag on forever, and I don't want to have to make a bunch of un-hatched eggs magically disappear. SOOO...tell all your friends that have read DRoP to join, join as another char yourself (but only if you intend to keep them active!), do whatever you need to to get the Sands filled. While nothing's definite, I do have some idea of who's getting what (and no, the goldrider hasn't been decided yet...), and I want the Hatching to begin as much as you do, and ASAP. I definitely don't want to drag this into the school year...I'd like to have the baby dragons be at least learning to fly by then. But, like I said, noting's gonna happen until we have a goodly number of white robed little people running around on the Sands.

Thank ye!

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*skips happily* -- Indigo, 02:47:24 07/23/02 Tue
- *hmmms* -- Raja, 17:47:18 07/23/02 Tue

Attention! -- Jess, 04:13:36 07/18/02 Thu
Nadia is gone for awhile. On vacation maybe. Sooooo with her gone you can talk amongst ourselves.

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Thank you! Good thinkin... (NT) -- da one an' only Raja, 14:15:53 07/20/02 Sat
- Nadia... thats a nice name... -- Indigo, 02:44:13 07/23/02 Tue
  - How did you guess? I thought no one would be able to trace me on-line...I didn't know I was that well known...man, my agent's going to kill me! -- Raja, 14:28:48 07/23/02 Tue
    - *laughs* -- Indigo, 04:01:51 07/25/02 Thu
      - >>> -- Raja, 09:45:06 07/25/02 Thu

Glance -- Jeskann, 06:00:49 07/17/02 Wed
Azure oculi turn 'round Sands, taking in the many new Candidates that had arrived. Lithe hoyden smiles warmly to all, smile slightly weaker than usual as apprehension about the coming Hatching hides itself. Auditives catch sound of many different conversations 'pon the Sands

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A firey haired youth of around 17 Turns saunters over to the female, smiling broadly. -- Zavar, 15:31:57 07/20/02 Sat
- Smile -- Jeska, 18:10:39 07/20/02 Sat
  - The sun-kissed youth nods, glaring for a moment at the shaggy hair that flips in front of his eyes, then focuses again on the dark haired Jeska. -- Zavar, 17:09:02 07/21/02 Sun
    - Chuckle -- Jeska, 17:30:13 07/21/02 Sun
      - Smiles knowingly. -- Zavar, 17:00:31 07/22/02 Mon
        
        Grin -- Jeska, 12:49:11 07/28/02 Sun
        
        Zavar laughs. "It's a deal!" He shakes a long finger at Jeska "And don't try to avoid it. You're stuck with me now!" he slightly cocks his gold streaked head and grins. (NT) -- Zavar, 11:58:47 08/03/02 Sat
        
        Laughs -- Jeska, 16:40:07 08/03/02 Sat
        
        Stands at attention and salutes, belting out "Yes, ma'am!" before doubling up into laughter again. -- Zavar, 10:07:30 08/04/02 Sun
        
        Look -- Jeska, 12:31:51 08/04/02 Sun
        
        A smile of absolute joy suffuses Zavar's face. "I think...if I Impress..." the thought goes unfinished, for Zavar does not dare voice it, for fear his heart will break if his hope is not fulfilled. The copper-haired youth turns questioning eyes on Jes. "Have you touched the queen egg yet? Perhaps..." he trails off, waiting for the femme's answer. (NT) -- Zavar, 12:03:32 08/07/02 Wed

*Another entrance* -- Savon, 18:41:33 07/12/02 Fri
The candidate enters silently, perhaps a bit bothered by the abrupt departure of his parents, but if so... he does not show it. He grins as he steps on the heat of the sands, and brushes his clean white Candidate robe one last time. He turns first to the Weyrwoman, and offers a polite, clean-cut bow. Next he turns to the golden Queen, and though admittedly awed by her size and sheen, he refuses to show it, and as such bows politely to her as well. With a silent nod to all the other Candidates as a mental well-wishing of good-luck. He makes his way around the eggs, gently touching them and wondering within his mind what colors they may hold... and also... what color might he recieve? If any?

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Running onto the Sands -- Desalene, 18:32:35 07/12/02 Fri
*The young girl enters quickly, her face red and eyes dulled by a long strenuous escape from a married life at Igen Hold. She laughs aloud at the mere thought of home, then doubles over, hands resting on her knees as she caught her breath. Riding two days straight to get here had left it's mark upon her, black rings under her eyes, and the shaking of weary hands as she brushed her hair back away from her face. Desa hurt in places she never knew she had and she groaned slightly as she lifted herself up. She shook her head once then opened her eyes, jaw dropping as she realized where her blind wanderings about the Weyr had landed her.
"By the First Egg... A... Dragon Clutch...." She closed her eyes and reopened them, just to be sure this wasn't a mirage. Of course, memory of eticate decided to set in at that moment and desperately the awed girl saught out the WeyrWoman, bowing grace-less-ly... Though her effort to be respectful was obvious! It just came along with the stiff-legged movement of a runner-beasts saddle imprinted in her rear. She then turned to the mighty Gold and was again, driven into shock at the immense beauty and size that lay protectively before her. Desalene bowed again, this time to the dragon... and then turned to the eggs.

There was a Queen. Dragons would... continue!

Desalene's eyes widened and she stared a moment, instinctively taking one step forward. But no... first the appropriate steps must be taken. She steps back off the sands, and calmly walks to the rack of white Candidate robes. She takes one, and gently slips it over her head. She smiles. This felt right. Desalene then stepped back on the sands, riding boots no protection from the scorching heat. She paused again... if she remembered correctly from the records... this heat meant the eggs were going to hatch soon.
She shook her head, and grinned broadly. Tired eyes now alight with the energy of ultimate joy and excitement. Once doomed to a pre-planned marriage, she, Desalene, now had a chance to Impress a Dragon! Oh she did not care what color it was... Green or Gold. Just, a Dragon! What young child had not dreamed at least once in their lifetime, of having this chance for themselves! And now... this Hold-born girl with DragonRiders blood of oh so many generations ago, had that chance for herself.*

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A petite, dark-haired woman appears at the white-clad candidate's elbow. "Thank you for taking the time to put on the white. It is soothing to Kyrath. I am Raja, rider of that gold heap of scales over there." The previously serious face, already showing signs of premature wrinkles,smooths into a smile. "You are welcome here at Southern." Kyrath croons her agreement, eyes briefly losing their anxious orange tinge. (NT) -- Raja & Kyrath, 14:34:02 07/20/02 Sat

Slow Entrance -- Galen, 04:54:57 07/11/02 Thu
The girl trods onto the sands.She makes enough noise that she won't scare anyone upon entering. Her long braids hang limply down her back. Her Forest-at-dawn colored occuli range around the sand appearing to take in all details. Each movement is studied and deliberate. She approches the beautiful Queen and her rider with a calm expression on her face. As she steps forward a small smile appears on her lips.
"You have a wonderful clutch Lady Queen." She says quietly then bows low. "A strong clutch for a Queen's first. I was very suprised to find out that you laid a golden egg and so I must congradulate you on this feat."

She backs away with careful grace knowing all too well the Queen was watching everyone with her multifaceted occuli. She turns slowly her mind lingering on each egg seperately. Wishing to touch them but awaiting the Queen's permission. Her feet are burning through the thin Impression sandles. Ahh I have felt worse pain so I will stick this through and then I will cange into more comfortable clothes, She thinks as she touches the Threadsore scar on her left shoulder. She moved awayfrom the eggs but near the other canidates.

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'Thank you for your compliments, child. Since you asked so politely, you may touch the eggs. Raja tells me it is safer when Hatching comes if the eggs have been handled.' Raja glances over to the new arrival and nods, a small smile on her tanned face. -- Raja & Kyrath, 15:15:00 07/12/02 Fri
- She returns the smile. -- Galen, 13:36:01 07/14/02 Sun
  - Kyrath herself nods, eyes swirling with a yellow tint of amusement. 'It's all right. I don't bite. Much.' Raja merely smiles, and waves at her to go ahead -- Raja & Kyrath, 14:39:46 07/20/02 Sat
    - She smiles>> -- Galen, 17:06:19 07/20/02 Sat
      - "I hope you are right." Raja responds softly, amber eyes dragonlengths away "For the sake of Pern, I hope you are right." -- Raja, 16:10:29 07/22/02 Mon
        
        She trokes the Egg for a moment longer then returns to her spot on the sands. -- Galen, 04:54:04 07/23/02 Tue
        
        Nods again toward the Candidate, then purposefully marches to the opening in the cavern that houses the Sands. Kyrath...I'm going to take a bath! Don't let the eggs Hatch without me! The gold sends a mental affirmitive, and Raja strides to her Weyr, relief in every step. -- Raja & Kyrath, 18:00:03 07/23/02 Tue
        
        She waves to the Weyrwoman. "Have a nice bath, see you when you're clean!" -- Galen, 03:49:02 07/24/02 Wed
        
        >>> -- from the bath, 05:25:50 07/25/02 Thu

Lorelei Silently Slips in... -- Lorelei, 06:43:35 07/10/02 Wed
*She bows fully to the queen, her head dipping almost to her knees, smiling fully. She loved dragons, and this one was the first she had seen. Her blue eyes wide, She whispers, "You're..Beautiful..." She is absoloutely speechless, not even noticing the scorching sands of the Hatching grounds beneath her feet. Lithe as a snake, she bows once more and retreats a little, wondering if there are any eggs yet. Her layered light brown hair shifts as she looks around, biting her bottom lip. She wanted to touch the dragon-to feel it scales underneath her palm- but instead she smiles and stands away from the others, thinking her own thoughts. She didn't want the queen to be cross with her.

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A slender form appears from behind the dragon, and waves to the newcomer on the Sands... -- Raja & Kyrath, 16:46:39 07/10/02 Wed
- Lorelei waves back, a little uncertain... -- Lorelei, 19:00:38 07/10/02 Wed
  - Raja smiles at the girl. "Kyrath has just informed me that you are more than welcome to touch her eggs." Raja leans closer and adds in a conspitorial whisper, golden eyes twinkling with mischeif "She's finally through pouting." Kyrath rumbles from the other end of the Sands, but moves aside a bit to allow access to the clutch. (NT) -- Raja & Kyrath, 15:41:28 07/12/02 Fri
    - Lorelei, her blue eyes wide, smiles thankfully at Raja and Kyranth... -- Lorelei, 18:14:55 07/12/02 Fri

Indigo slinks in -- Indigo, 22:33:21 07/08/02 Mon
The street thief slid in quietly, hoping now to be seen. He finds a strange looking mound of earth and looks closer. That wasn't dirt. That was an egg! He looked around, careful to avoid any other people and found an egg that he seemed to be drawn to.
"Cool," he whispered and stretched out a hand. The warmth of the egg burned his fingers but he didn't care. Carefully he stroked it, admiring its texture...

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Zavar strides onto the Sands, momentarily speechless with awe... -- Zavar, 17:55:58 07/08/02 Mon
Then reality kicks in.

'Ouch!' Zavar hops around, holding first one foot, then the other, in a vain attempt to relieve the burning pain in his feet caused by the scorching sands. 'By the First Egg, that's hot! Shards!' Finally, after doing quite a few bizarre acrobatics, he tumbles down head over heels, doing a complete somersault before landing in a very awkward postition on the ground. Long arms and legs flailng, Zavar somehow reaches a ledge on the edge of the Sands and pulls himself onto it, blowing frantically on his feet, at the same time rummaging around in the wher-hide pack slung across his narrow shoulders for his sandals, his back to all others on the Sands.

'Oh, my poor tootsies!' he moans quietly to himself, completely unaware of his surroundings. 'They'll never be the same again! Where are those sharding sandals...I know I put some in here...hmmmmm...ah HA!'

After a few more minutes or so of blowing on his 'tootsies', and fiddling with the laces of his sandals, Zavar finally takes the time to look around at his cavernous surroundings once more. Wow...what is this place? he wonders silently, jaw slack with awe. 'It kinda reminds me of...something...maybe those dragon...what were they called?...steyrs?...bares?...lairs?...weyrs?...yeah, that's it, Weyrs...in the old nursery tales. Weird...' He sits musing over this strange new development for a few moments, until a growl emits from his middle. 'Wonder what kinda food they have here?'

With that thought he stands, through lacing his sandals, and makes his way back to the entrance, never once catching sight of any others in the cavern. In fact, completely oblivious to their existance.

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Raja chuckles quietly. 'D'you think I should say anything yet Kiir?' The lithe tail twitches in amusement, and Kyrath replies No, not yet. This is the most amusement I've gotten since I was a hatchling, and learning to go between. Wait and see what he does next...we can always surprise him later. Hiding her face in Kiir's hide for a moment to smother her now-uncontrolable laughs, Raja nods in agreement. 'Yes, let's wait.' (NT) -- Raja & Kiir, 18:20:51 07/08/02 Mon
- Nearly to the door, Zavar feels eyes on his back. He whips around and sees an...absolutely lovely...woman standing next to...a... dragon? 'Ahhhhhh!' Zavar bows quickly to the dragon, then, searching for somewhere to hide, slips behind the shifty-looking fellow that just walked by. 'Save me! Hide me! Do something! It's gonna eat me!' (NT) -- Zavar, 15:56:38 07/09/02 Tue

�Look� -- Jeskann, 13:46:06 06/27/02 Thu
�Long limbed feminae strides slowly onto heating sands, stepping lightly as feet were burned. Takes a step back, then steps fo'ard again as Queen is sighted, oculi wide with awe. A slight bow is given in respect, hoyden taking her place a little ways back from marbled eggs. Candidate robe is twisted slightly in slender fingers, nervousness showing through usually undeterminable facade.
Oh, but to Impress. That must be the most wonderful feeling in the world. To suddenly know that you will never again be alone. I would do anything to Impress. Whether it be Gold, Green, or Blue I care not, just that it be a Dragon! Looks away, slightly embarrassed by rare outburst, azure orbs a'flecked with lavender turn again to the great Golden Dragon, mind whirling with thoughts. Oculars close, lending sight to dream of a time but a few sevendays ago.
Male frowns at daughter, disappointed look on tanned brow. Why can't you just be a runner like me? Fem sighs. Father, something within me is missing. I don't know what it is, but I believe that I'm longing for a close partner, a Dragon.
Oculi open once more, sigh released, sending silken mocha hair flying. Gamine hooks a stray strand of hair behind nadir, gentle gaze turned 'pon eggs�

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Kyrath gently moves her large, wedge-shaped head away from Raja's gentle fingers, and dips it in the girl's direction, an acknowledgement of her greeting. -- Raja & Kyrath, 07:37:04 07/01/02 Mon
- Greet -- Jeskann, 07:37:49 07/03/02 Wed
  - Re: Greet -- Player of Jeska, 08:48:43 07/03/02 Wed
  - Kyrath nods once more, then returns to her self-appointed task of watching her Clutch. Raja smiles tenderly at her before speaking again to the girl. 'It will be a while before this clutch hatches. Make yourself at home. I will alert all when the eggs begin to hatch.' -- Raja, 12:27:14 07/06/02 Sat

Checking to be sure her sandals are secure, Raja ducks into the cavern that hosts the Hatching Sands... -- Raja and Kyrath, 12:31:31 06/24/02 Mon
Kyrath turns her head at her riders' entrance. 'I have finished. Aren't they beautiful?' One golden wing rises to reveal a largish pile of mottled eggs.

"Oh, Kiir, they're marvelous!" Flicking a strand of dark, curling hair out of her eyes, Raja quickly counts them before Kyrath has a chance to lower her wing back to its resting place on the sands. "Twenty six! And quite a few look to be bronzes...wonderful, darling!"

'Twenty-seven' Kyrath corrects smugly, and moves her sleek tail aside to show one more, camaflouged against her shining side. 'This one is special.'

Raja gasps in delight. "Golden! A queen! On your first flight, too! Oh, Kiir, you are too fabulous!" she exclaims, rushing to her lovely, amazing, too-wonderful-for-words Queen and, taking her golden head in her arms, begins gently stroking her eyeridge. Kyrath moves her tail back into place before letting her eyelids droop with pleasure, one by one, until only a small slit reveals her great, opalescent eye. The draconic equivalent of a smile forms, in unison with the smile hovering about Raja's lips. Of course I am.

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