23.Mar.13, 09:57 PM
Isscer remembered his first Hatching as clearly as if it had happened yesterday. He had been rushed through the Candidate Isle process and shoved out onto the sands to Stand for the first Katilan clutch. He'd nearly thrown up the entire time, he was so nervous about all the dragonets and the chance of Impressing, knees shaking with fear.
His knees didn't shake now. He was resigned to the potential of maulings, though his nose had only began to heal enough that it didn't hurt constantly and he didn't really want a starving dragonet to make it worse. There wasn't much he could actually do to prevent an Impression, even if Isscer was determined that thinking non-loving thoughts was enough to keep a dragonet away.
As the first two greens Impressed and moved off the Sands, Isscer heaved a great sigh of relief. With a clutch that was so small, it was a blessing that already two dragonets had impressed; with the amount of Candidates present, there were more than enough for the dragonets to be extra picky and still not pick him! The third green's appearance caused many to laugh, but Isscer was too busy looking around him at the other men. He certainly was not going to be the one to free her: touching the dragonet could very possibly result in Impression!
Thankfully another man went to free her, and Isscer was surprised to see that she left him sitting in the sand in her haste to reach her intended. Of course, Isscer was not one to tempt fate so he didn't feel too bad for not helping the green; there were plenty of Weyrbred Southerners who were gagging to Impress, so he didn't see the need to expend himself at all.
His knees didn't shake now. He was resigned to the potential of maulings, though his nose had only began to heal enough that it didn't hurt constantly and he didn't really want a starving dragonet to make it worse. There wasn't much he could actually do to prevent an Impression, even if Isscer was determined that thinking non-loving thoughts was enough to keep a dragonet away.
As the first two greens Impressed and moved off the Sands, Isscer heaved a great sigh of relief. With a clutch that was so small, it was a blessing that already two dragonets had impressed; with the amount of Candidates present, there were more than enough for the dragonets to be extra picky and still not pick him! The third green's appearance caused many to laugh, but Isscer was too busy looking around him at the other men. He certainly was not going to be the one to free her: touching the dragonet could very possibly result in Impression!
Thankfully another man went to free her, and Isscer was surprised to see that she left him sitting in the sand in her haste to reach her intended. Of course, Isscer was not one to tempt fate so he didn't feel too bad for not helping the green; there were plenty of Weyrbred Southerners who were gagging to Impress, so he didn't see the need to expend himself at all.