23.Mar.13, 12:30 AM
“No.”
R’nd…
“Dun wanna…” R’nd grumbled again, aloud, to his annoying dragon that didn’t seem to like letting him sleep. Ever. As if to prove his point that he had no desires to get out of bed at such a crazy hour – he was certain the sun hadn’t even appeared yet! – R’nd shuffled a little closer to the greenrider still asleep and buried his face in the pretty blonde locks. Surely suffocation would give Ayyonth a hint! Naturally, it didn’t.The eggs are stirring. Get up now or Larrikith and I will personally serenade you through the window.
R’nd groaned and puffed out a breath to blow a strand of hair from his face before nibbling on a shoulder he found. “Another Hatching, love,” he mumbled against the warm skin, both exhausted and a bit excited. He truly did love Hatchings and seeing all the dragonets for the first time and the bond created. But why did it have to be so early? R’nd allowed himself a little more nibbling to the stirring B’jin, stole a kiss, and finally flung himself out of bed to find clothing. Given the amount of times they had done the dance to find their own pants, one would have assumed it would be a simple task but still R’nd, in his own bedroom, couldn’t find his clothes on the first attempt.
Finally dressed but with rumpled hair since Ayyonth wouldn’t allow him the time to style it and the humming against the window truly was getting annoying, R’nd set off for the Sands. Why did Krypth have to continue to have such early Hatchings? He was starting to think the gold or even Jada somehow rigged each one to harass the weyr for some reason or another. However it came to be didn’t matter as R’nd parked himself on the sidelines and waited anxiously, as always, to see if Kerrin or one of his other young friends would Impress.
The time slowly ticked by and he swore B’jin leaned heavier against him with each minute until R’nd was certain the greenrider was sleeping while standing. Again. He chuckled as he remembered the last Hatching though the amusement had quickly passed when Talian Impressed soon after that. The only real shock this time around would be Kerrin on bronze and since R’nd was sober and without a flask, he really hoped that didn’t happen!
When the eggs stopped moving, R’nd moved them to a bench and didn’t make a fuss when his lap suddenly became a pillow for his grumpy greenrider. A nap sounded lovely but the bluerider didn’t want to venture too far in case they suddenly shook with action again. As the hours passed, R’nd started to get a slight understanding about a goldrider’s life bound to the Sands even though he could freely leave if he wanted. All he really did in that time, however, was quickly fetch some food and drinks for B’jin and himself and then chat with some of the Candidates while B’jin checked on his weyrling class. All in all, it was a long and tiring day that could have started with more sleep!
You would have been miserable for days if they Hatched at that hour and you stayed in bed. Ayyonth cheerfully pointed out from his shaded area where he was curled up with Larrikith while they waited. R’nd turned in their direction and scowled. Oh shut up. Stupid dragon. The usual insult was said with the usual affection and R’nd smiled as he turned back to look for the water jug he had pilfered.
When the eggs started up again, R’nd was right there, dragging B’jin back to their perfect viewing position. He stood behind his lover with arms wrapped around B’jin’s waist and rested his chin lightly on a shoulder. “A green,” he whispered when the first dragonet broke shell. “A lucky colour in my opinion,” and he kissed B’jin’s cheek before straightening up to watch the Impression.
“Dun wanna…” R’nd grumbled again, aloud, to his annoying dragon that didn’t seem to like letting him sleep. Ever. As if to prove his point that he had no desires to get out of bed at such a crazy hour – he was certain the sun hadn’t even appeared yet! – R’nd shuffled a little closer to the greenrider still asleep and buried his face in the pretty blonde locks. Surely suffocation would give Ayyonth a hint! Naturally, it didn’t.
R’nd groaned and puffed out a breath to blow a strand of hair from his face before nibbling on a shoulder he found. “Another Hatching, love,” he mumbled against the warm skin, both exhausted and a bit excited. He truly did love Hatchings and seeing all the dragonets for the first time and the bond created. But why did it have to be so early? R’nd allowed himself a little more nibbling to the stirring B’jin, stole a kiss, and finally flung himself out of bed to find clothing. Given the amount of times they had done the dance to find their own pants, one would have assumed it would be a simple task but still R’nd, in his own bedroom, couldn’t find his clothes on the first attempt.
Finally dressed but with rumpled hair since Ayyonth wouldn’t allow him the time to style it and the humming against the window truly was getting annoying, R’nd set off for the Sands. Why did Krypth have to continue to have such early Hatchings? He was starting to think the gold or even Jada somehow rigged each one to harass the weyr for some reason or another. However it came to be didn’t matter as R’nd parked himself on the sidelines and waited anxiously, as always, to see if Kerrin or one of his other young friends would Impress.
The time slowly ticked by and he swore B’jin leaned heavier against him with each minute until R’nd was certain the greenrider was sleeping while standing. Again. He chuckled as he remembered the last Hatching though the amusement had quickly passed when Talian Impressed soon after that. The only real shock this time around would be Kerrin on bronze and since R’nd was sober and without a flask, he really hoped that didn’t happen!
When the eggs stopped moving, R’nd moved them to a bench and didn’t make a fuss when his lap suddenly became a pillow for his grumpy greenrider. A nap sounded lovely but the bluerider didn’t want to venture too far in case they suddenly shook with action again. As the hours passed, R’nd started to get a slight understanding about a goldrider’s life bound to the Sands even though he could freely leave if he wanted. All he really did in that time, however, was quickly fetch some food and drinks for B’jin and himself and then chat with some of the Candidates while B’jin checked on his weyrling class. All in all, it was a long and tiring day that could have started with more sleep!
When the eggs started up again, R’nd was right there, dragging B’jin back to their perfect viewing position. He stood behind his lover with arms wrapped around B’jin’s waist and rested his chin lightly on a shoulder. “A green,” he whispered when the first dragonet broke shell. “A lucky colour in my opinion,” and he kissed B’jin’s cheek before straightening up to watch the Impression.