30.Jun.13, 03:02 AM
Lazy – (Ryvian)
There is a pause, a subtle amusement, and then… the egg’s emotions explode, positively bouncing off the walls of Ryvian’s mind from excitement. Hello hello hello! Who are you? How are you? What are you? Why are you? Oooh, what’s that? Why’s that? Look at that! Pretty pictures! The dragonet makes itself at home, the excitement within it pulling forth random memories and vivid images. Eeee!
Imperious – (Isscer)
Isscer’s hand is barely upon the shell before the Hatchling is giving every impression – and then some – of looking down its nose at him. Unworthy, unwanted, un, un, un, the list goes on as the dragonet – so much mightier than thou! – dismisses the young man with every reason why he will never be good enough for this dragonet. Go find some other worthless beast!
Incapacitate – (Bordtai)
Terror. Resounding, petrifying, blood freezing, bowel clenching terror. The egg reeks of it, never ending, never changing. There is no rise or fall, no changes, no bumps or wobbles or moments of relief: just a continuing, everlasting fear. It freezes the breath, it grips the lungs, and it causes a mindless, senseless, bodily shaking and a cold sweat to break out.
There is a pause, a subtle amusement, and then… the egg’s emotions explode, positively bouncing off the walls of Ryvian’s mind from excitement. Hello hello hello! Who are you? How are you? What are you? Why are you? Oooh, what’s that? Why’s that? Look at that! Pretty pictures! The dragonet makes itself at home, the excitement within it pulling forth random memories and vivid images. Eeee!
Imperious – (Isscer)
Isscer’s hand is barely upon the shell before the Hatchling is giving every impression – and then some – of looking down its nose at him. Unworthy, unwanted, un, un, un, the list goes on as the dragonet – so much mightier than thou! – dismisses the young man with every reason why he will never be good enough for this dragonet. Go find some other worthless beast!
Incapacitate – (Bordtai)
Terror. Resounding, petrifying, blood freezing, bowel clenching terror. The egg reeks of it, never ending, never changing. There is no rise or fall, no changes, no bumps or wobbles or moments of relief: just a continuing, everlasting fear. It freezes the breath, it grips the lungs, and it causes a mindless, senseless, bodily shaking and a cold sweat to break out.