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20.Jul.14, 03:01 PM
Jesazek stared at the effervescent Weyrlingmaster, completely unimpressed by the man assigned to oversee the touching. It made sense that a Brown or Bronzerider would have better things to do than monitor a touching, but he'd still expected more professional behavior. L'tai's attempts at humor got the yougman's eyes rolling toward the ceiling as he folded his arms across his chest. It was little wondered dragonmen had returned North, they must have really been scraping the bottom of the barrel for candidates it this was the sort who got the task of teaching them. The Green dragon's snapping jaws startled Jes for a moment as he darted a look toward the eggs. Some of the weyrbred had already been eagerly sharing stories about maulings as well as pointing out past victims. He'd scoffed at it all at the time, but in truth the thought of having something slash him open and leave him to bleed out on the sand made his skin crawl. When the eggs did crack he planned on keeping a wary eye on the blood thirsty creatures that would emerge. Right know they were almost less impressive than L'tai. A bunch of roundish objects that when he squinted could have easily been mistaken for a bunch of boulders that just happened to be grouped together. He wasn't sure what he'd expected dragon eggs to look like, but he'd hoped for something a little more remarkable. Still this was a sight not many from the North had seen in quite a long time.
Jes focused his impatience away from rambling L'tai and upon his fellow candidates. He'd learned that the majority were much like him, young men from the lower ranks and a few who'd been stolen and failed to impress yet. Why they still thought they had a chance was beyond him. The hatchlings weren't likely to be interested in leftovers when they had a whole group of far more promising young men, such as himself, to choose from. A few dragonriders with a proper upbringing was just what this place needed.
After what felt like far longer than necessary, L'tai finally gestured for them get on with the real reason they were there. Jesazek's sauntering gait hid his internal excitement as he surveyed the clutch. The smaller eggs were ignored, he knew he was destine for something far above some flighty Green or Blue. Bypassing those already being touched he focused on a large if lopsided egg. Size was pretty much it's only attraction for hims, the pale grey color marred with darker patches was hardly eye catching on its own. Maintaining a disinterested ease he laid a hand against the shell.
The shell was warm, almost hot beneath his palm, but he barely noticed. Whatever was inside the egg was not to happy at being disturbed and let it's annoyance wash unchecked over the young man. If this boy was going to be poking and prodding he was going to get it right back. How did he enjoy having someone poking about in his business hmmm. Jesazek struggled to keep up with the sensation of having himself examined from the inside as the dragonet seemed to plow through his mind bringing up thoughts and memories at random and with little regard for what they may have meant to their owner. It wasn't pleasant and he struggled for a moment before he was able to wretch himself away for the egg. He glared at the oddly shaped orb, scrubbing his hand against his trouser leg as if to brush away the feeling of having been told off. He should have known something that oddly shaped wasn't worth bothering with. He snorted before stalking off to find a properly shaped egg to touch.
OOC: The Resplendent egg was touched.
Jes focused his impatience away from rambling L'tai and upon his fellow candidates. He'd learned that the majority were much like him, young men from the lower ranks and a few who'd been stolen and failed to impress yet. Why they still thought they had a chance was beyond him. The hatchlings weren't likely to be interested in leftovers when they had a whole group of far more promising young men, such as himself, to choose from. A few dragonriders with a proper upbringing was just what this place needed.
After what felt like far longer than necessary, L'tai finally gestured for them get on with the real reason they were there. Jesazek's sauntering gait hid his internal excitement as he surveyed the clutch. The smaller eggs were ignored, he knew he was destine for something far above some flighty Green or Blue. Bypassing those already being touched he focused on a large if lopsided egg. Size was pretty much it's only attraction for hims, the pale grey color marred with darker patches was hardly eye catching on its own. Maintaining a disinterested ease he laid a hand against the shell.
The shell was warm, almost hot beneath his palm, but he barely noticed. Whatever was inside the egg was not to happy at being disturbed and let it's annoyance wash unchecked over the young man. If this boy was going to be poking and prodding he was going to get it right back. How did he enjoy having someone poking about in his business hmmm. Jesazek struggled to keep up with the sensation of having himself examined from the inside as the dragonet seemed to plow through his mind bringing up thoughts and memories at random and with little regard for what they may have meant to their owner. It wasn't pleasant and he struggled for a moment before he was able to wretch himself away for the egg. He glared at the oddly shaped orb, scrubbing his hand against his trouser leg as if to brush away the feeling of having been told off. He should have known something that oddly shaped wasn't worth bothering with. He snorted before stalking off to find a properly shaped egg to touch.
OOC: The Resplendent egg was touched.
