[G] [C] 734.01.01 | Of Drunks and Dragonets [Hatching!]

Oh, the dragon seemed a little surprised, and perhaps a little ruffled by the fact that he could not keep his conversations private. He would simply have to work on that and fix it. Good, this will be easier. The bronze dragon may have tried to make it seem like his public broadcasting was intentional. Skorzanth lowered his head into Nyvian's lap, their bond already strong despite Nyvian being terribly drunk and Skorzanth having to act the babysitter when he was the baby. Later he would claim that it was a testament to his will power that he could find his bonded even with his mind clouded by alcohol.

"It is nice, isn't it?" Nyvian seemed to be picking up on his twin's change in mood. If Ryvian was happier, there was little doubt that Nyvian would be as well. They usually fed off of each other's moods and likewise amplified them. Some would consider them painfully similar, but there was no one in Pern that he would want to be most like besides his brother. It was a blessing that Nyvian didn't even realize that him Impressing without his brother meant that they would be separated. It was a hurdle they would both have to overcome, and it would likely reveal how painfully dependent Nyvian was on his brother's attention and love. Without their parents, they were all each other had, and as far as Nyvian was concerned, the only person he needed besides his twin was Skorzanth.

"I don't need more klah," Nyvian protested, even though Indivara had refilled his cup, and even though he was dutifully drinking from it like a good Weyrling. Oh, he was a Weyrling now! Nyvian still felt terrible that his twin hadn't Impressed, but he was so unbelievably happy and excited that he had Skorzanth! The dragonet looked a little gangly and awkward, but shells, he was a bronze, and pretty cool too. Skorzanth was already giving him a confidence boost, and all the dragonet had done was repeatedly correct him on the way he said his name. "Kor," he mumbled in a small display of drunken rebellion. When he sobered up, he'd likely be completely ashamed of his own behavior, and that he couldn't even be sober for Skorzanth's Hatching Day.

Nyvian's eyes narrowed with suspicion as Indivara listed what was the most valid reason as to why the girl and his twin hadn't Impressed. It was slowly coming to him... wait for it! "Woah, no way am I less cool than you." Apparently he was less cool than Ryvian - he could accept that. But Indivara? She wouldn't even sleep with him! It made her painfully less cool... but then again he supposed that was a pro as well, since she had gotten knocked up. He could happily raise his hand and go 'NOT MINE'.

He almost did in that moment, but had realized in time that no one else...

I am beginning to grow concerned for you.

Shit, okay, no one else besides Skorzanth, could follow his train of thought.

"It's okay, though, I'm sure your dragon won't realize that you're far less cool than I am and pick you. And you know what, your dragon will be fucking amazing. Almost as cool as mine, and almost as cool as Ryvian's." He was back to maintaining a positive outlook on his twin's and Indivara's futures. Just because they didn't have a dragon yet didn't mean they wouldn't have one in the future. They just had to be patient!