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12.Mar.13, 11:58 PM
Another Touching.
Ryvian loved them and the various emotions that he was swamped with based on the egg he put his hand on, especially since he was a man that was pretty one-note when it came to them. It was hard to keep him down and anger him; the elder twin always preferring to smile and laugh to the point where he barely felt disappointment or stayed upset for long. The strong emotions some of the little hidden dragonets got out of him were amazing to experience and while he may have casually told Nyvian about it, Ryvian wasn’t quick to point out how he felt about Touchings either. It didn’t help that twice now over the course of hatchings he had been a part of, that he felt a slight connection to the dragonet within. In the end it had been one sided as the creature bonded to someone he felt needed him more and Ryvian understood that.
Maybe he just wasn’t ready for a dragon yet and they all knew that. It wasn’t a crime not to Impress at the first or second Hatching and it wasn’t a sin to be over twenty when it happened either. Still, there were eggs to be Touched and one might be for him this time!
Ryvian strolled onto the Sands with his classmates, loitering somewhere near the front but not technically at the start of the line since he didn’t want to seem too eager to get out there. On the way, his gaze went here, there, and everywhere, taking in the sight of the eggs he had already stolen peeks at over the past several days and who else was watching them. His smile widened when he saw Indivara and it only brightened at her scowl. It wasn’t fair that she couldn’t Stand again and Ryvian knew he was on his way to a punch later on – if Indivara didn’t jump him then and there for being so chipper – but he couldn’t resist waving and greeting his fellow ‘brat. “Hey, Di! Which one should I start with?” Ryvian barely contained the eye roll when the grumpy weyrlingmaster sent him a glare for daring to talk so loudly. Indivara couldn’t be a part of it but he wanted to include her in some way regardless! Not that her bronze would be in this Clutch, he assured her over and over until they were finally both sick of his voice.
Taking the glare he got in response as a guide to which egg to Touch, Ryvian nearly skipped over to the egg that was closest to where Indivara and the gold crew were and eyed it a moment. It was a pretty egg; cream with pale grey vertical stripes on it. Ryvian wondered what lay within. Was it a tiny dragonet that longed to grow tall, like vertical stripes often made humans appear to be? Was it a dragon that would enjoy symmetry or everything in order? One way to find out! Still smiling, Ryvian placed his palm on the warm shell.
ooc: Silver Horizons!
Ryvian loved them and the various emotions that he was swamped with based on the egg he put his hand on, especially since he was a man that was pretty one-note when it came to them. It was hard to keep him down and anger him; the elder twin always preferring to smile and laugh to the point where he barely felt disappointment or stayed upset for long. The strong emotions some of the little hidden dragonets got out of him were amazing to experience and while he may have casually told Nyvian about it, Ryvian wasn’t quick to point out how he felt about Touchings either. It didn’t help that twice now over the course of hatchings he had been a part of, that he felt a slight connection to the dragonet within. In the end it had been one sided as the creature bonded to someone he felt needed him more and Ryvian understood that.
Maybe he just wasn’t ready for a dragon yet and they all knew that. It wasn’t a crime not to Impress at the first or second Hatching and it wasn’t a sin to be over twenty when it happened either. Still, there were eggs to be Touched and one might be for him this time!
Ryvian strolled onto the Sands with his classmates, loitering somewhere near the front but not technically at the start of the line since he didn’t want to seem too eager to get out there. On the way, his gaze went here, there, and everywhere, taking in the sight of the eggs he had already stolen peeks at over the past several days and who else was watching them. His smile widened when he saw Indivara and it only brightened at her scowl. It wasn’t fair that she couldn’t Stand again and Ryvian knew he was on his way to a punch later on – if Indivara didn’t jump him then and there for being so chipper – but he couldn’t resist waving and greeting his fellow ‘brat. “Hey, Di! Which one should I start with?” Ryvian barely contained the eye roll when the grumpy weyrlingmaster sent him a glare for daring to talk so loudly. Indivara couldn’t be a part of it but he wanted to include her in some way regardless! Not that her bronze would be in this Clutch, he assured her over and over until they were finally both sick of his voice.
Taking the glare he got in response as a guide to which egg to Touch, Ryvian nearly skipped over to the egg that was closest to where Indivara and the gold crew were and eyed it a moment. It was a pretty egg; cream with pale grey vertical stripes on it. Ryvian wondered what lay within. Was it a tiny dragonet that longed to grow tall, like vertical stripes often made humans appear to be? Was it a dragon that would enjoy symmetry or everything in order? One way to find out! Still smiling, Ryvian placed his palm on the warm shell.
ooc: Silver Horizons!
