15.Mar.12, 09:17 PM
Indivara was eating dinner, like any reasonable young woman should be doing in the early evening hours at the end of a long day. Her next move was going to be a long, hot bath in the women's facilities; after assisting with chores that she wasn't assigned to, Indivara was particularly grubby. The preteens hands were the only part of herself that were currently literally clean though she was spoiling even that as she picked at her food with absent fingers, already full but loath to walk away from the remainder of her delicious plate.
It wasn't actually the humming Indivara caught wind of first, but the frantic woman that shot through the length of the Dining Hall, her eyes furious as she grumbled about dragons and their impeccably bad timing - after she'd just finished making a splendid meal! Then there were chairs scraping and voices being raised as dragons alerted their humans to the upcoming event and joined in the thrumming welcoming tune. Indivara was sure she caught Grith's excited babble, the dragon ever vocal, and she removed herself carefully from her seat before ducking under the table and crawling as fast as she could under the wooden structures that were lined up, effectively avoiding the milling crowd and crushed toes.
Slipping out from the end of the table, Indivara shoved her way through the milling people, stomping heavily on toes that got in her way and kicking shins that weren't quick enough to move. Finally getting out of the building, Indivara found herself at the mercy of excitable dragons, rushing people, and screaming commands. Snarling to herself, the girl quickly shoved her way through the excitable throng of people, and quickly made her way into the Hatching Circuit. Sheesh! People needed to relax! It was just a Hatching!
Smirking to herself at that thought, Indivara inched around alongside the wall, not actually joining the other spectators but keeping close to the edge of the Sands, watching the eggs rock and shift with a tight, focused gaze.
It wasn't actually the humming Indivara caught wind of first, but the frantic woman that shot through the length of the Dining Hall, her eyes furious as she grumbled about dragons and their impeccably bad timing - after she'd just finished making a splendid meal! Then there were chairs scraping and voices being raised as dragons alerted their humans to the upcoming event and joined in the thrumming welcoming tune. Indivara was sure she caught Grith's excited babble, the dragon ever vocal, and she removed herself carefully from her seat before ducking under the table and crawling as fast as she could under the wooden structures that were lined up, effectively avoiding the milling crowd and crushed toes.
Slipping out from the end of the table, Indivara shoved her way through the milling people, stomping heavily on toes that got in her way and kicking shins that weren't quick enough to move. Finally getting out of the building, Indivara found herself at the mercy of excitable dragons, rushing people, and screaming commands. Snarling to herself, the girl quickly shoved her way through the excitable throng of people, and quickly made her way into the Hatching Circuit. Sheesh! People needed to relax! It was just a Hatching!
Smirking to herself at that thought, Indivara inched around alongside the wall, not actually joining the other spectators but keeping close to the edge of the Sands, watching the eggs rock and shift with a tight, focused gaze.