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[G] [C] 734.07.20 | The Art of Touching [Touching]

B'jin
of Green Larrikith

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23.06.683 AL, 61
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Written By: ThistleProse
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B’jin was in one of those not particularly rare, but certainly eye-catching, fantastic moods. The type where he was bouncing on the balls of his feet when he walked, was constantly smiling, and seemed incapable of realising how ridiculous he appeared, bouncing along like a tall, blonde Z’ia. It was one of those days R’nd hated – at least at first – because B’jin woke up in that great mood, and was bouncing around as soon as his eyes were open. He could not help it, and even the dank weather and the constant rain could not keep him down! It was a glorious day, and it was full of glorious opportunities and soon – so soon! – there would be more babies on the Sands and B’jin would have a whole new class to guide through Weyrlinghood and into adulthood and help them get sorted into the best wing for each of them.

And he was so freaking happy about it all, the greenrider was just about bursting at the seams with joy as he splished and splashed from R’nd’s hut to the dining hall, where he made a quick stop in order to pick up something to eat (he’d slept in. Well. Sort of…) before bouncing his way towards the Hatching Sands. Not having bothered to get up herself, Larrikith was quite content to remain curled up in the murky light by R’nd’s hut, her wing extended just enough that she could hide her nose under it. Her tail was less prettily curled up; instead, the green length was flicked casually across Ayyonth, twitching just slightly, almost in time with the green’s deep and definitely asleep breaths.

If B’jin was bothered by the lack of his dragon’s attendance, he gave no such thing away as he paused in the entrance of the Hatching Circuit and looked around for a moment. The majority of the area had flooded not a few days ago, and it had taken a lot of work and effort in order to clear out the water and keep the eggs safe from harm. It had been achieved, though! B’jin was ever so glad about that, too, since his previous class had graduated on the fifteenth – after a long day of helping with flooded buildings. B’jin grimaced for a moment, but the expression vanished swiftly when he spotted Okalinath and Kahleena on the other end of the Sands.

Lifting his right hand after a slight hesitation in which the left was almost raised then froze, B’jin waved excitedly to the enthusiastic goldpair, before bouncing across the sands towards the clutch, grinning excitedly. “Hello ladies!” B’jin smiled cheerfully as he came to a stop, and rocked from heels to balls of his feet and back again. The crook of his left arm, which had been held against his chest the entire process from R’nd’s hut to the final destination of the Sands, was the where the tiny gold firelizard he’d (very accidentally) Impressed ten days ago was curled up, completely asleep and apparently unaware of her surroundings.

“The kids should be here soon!” Which was probably a bit rich, considering the stolen crafters were just about all reaching for thirty, these days, but B’jin had also noticed he had a lot of Weyrbrats that had just aged in filling his ranks, too. It would certainly be and interesting clutch! Flashing another grin at the pair as they settled off to the side, B’jin turned and strode a short distance away from the clutch, and waited quietly for the first group of candidates to arrive.


Hi ho! Off we go!
For OOC purposes, all PC and LPC characters being played at the Touching will have been shuffled into group #1.

Touchings at Second Pass can be a little different to those at other sites. As a reminder, or an informer to those that haven’t participated here before, here are the rules!:

IC Tidbits
+ Bowing to the gold doesn’t happen in our canon; please don’t!
+ Firelizards ARE allowed on the Sands for Krypth and Okalinath’s clutches, given they are under control at all times. Any rowdy flits will be removed.
+ Individuals should be fully dressed, including shoes, but sans excess additives such as jewellery (a rarity) or scarves, flowy tops, and women are encouraged to wear pants for the Touching for safety.

Posting Wise:
+ A candidate may touch ANY egg he desires, and any number, but must touch at least one.
+ A gold candidate may only touch the gold egg.
+ You may only touch One egg per post. (The post should conclude with them placing a hand upon the egg)
+ At the bottom of your post, indicate which egg it is your character Touched.
+ A member of the Team will post a response, after which your character can react and then move off to find a new egg.

Responses:
+ The team will do their best to come up with unique Touching responses for each and every character that Touches an egg. However, please remember there are almost 30 eggs in this clutch, and there are only four of us. We can only guarantee a maximum of 2 completely unique responses for each egg, but again – we’ll do our best to make sure everyone gets one.

Any questions? As at the bottom of your post, or PM Honey Love!



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Leyton, weyrbrat candidate.


Touching. The touching was today and Leyton could barely contain his excitement. He'd gone through it a few times now and it never failed to make him nearly as giddy as a girl. Even if they were odd or consuming, the reactions of each dragonet was wonderful. Such personalities that they had. Some strong and some weak. Some fiercesome and some frightened. The variety was something else to experience and he was positive this time would not be any different than any other.

He rushed towards the hatching circuit, the boy never seemed able to so anything slow and measured and this time was no different. He pushed past the looky-lous and entered the building that had been under water - or nearly so - just the other day. What a mess that had been! Of course it had awarded him more time with his father so he couldn't be to upset with having to help. He gave a wave at the gold pair before turning to B'jin with a very exuberant wave and "Hello!"

He took a place near the eggs and bouced from foot to foot as he waited for the rest of his class to show up. Faranth, but the others were taking so long! They could have at least been as prompt as he was. He wanted to get this show on the road and they were making that difficult for him. He took a breath and willed himself to be still. It worked.. For all of two minutes anyway before Leyton was once again shifting from foot to foot.


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Casa
of Gold Thallyath

Date of Birth
16.11.720 AL, 24
Height
5'3
Eyes
Green
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Slim, petite
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Blonde, shoulder length

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Written By: ThistleProse
#3
Casa was still not sleeping well, but she knew the Touching was coming up, and tried to make sure that she could rest at least somewhat well beforehand. When the nightmares had come - this time, they had all featured that moment when Indivara touched the egg and it simply fell away - she just lay there, trembling, waiting until it was time to rise. The thought of her duplicating the act made her sick to her stomach, but she had been told by many to just give it one more try, just be patient, all would be well in the world...

As the day became light enough to be rainy but not pitch-black, she rose and stiffly began to dress. Kaylee and Edge cooed softly from the bed, helping her by hopping around the clothes she laid out and nuzzling up against her. She flashed a rare enough smile, fingers gently running along their eye ridges, before she snuggled down into the many layers she had planned out - one of the new pairs of leather trousers, two tunics, and a thick cloak. She then pulled on layers to protect against wet feet and took her time lacing up her boots, trying to feel as confident as she could.

She managed to maintain the facade until she reached the cool, wet air outside. Almost instantly, she began to panic, realizing she was heading towards the place where it had happened not all that long ago. Her steps were slow, barely trudging along the ground. What if she did it again? After all, she was a Gold candidate - that meant she had to touch the Gold egg! The thought of an egg simply crumpling away made her feel very sick, and she had to stop, trying to breathe. For a while, she simply sat there, unsure what to do, tears on her face.

Eventually, however, it was cold enough to get her moving again. Knack slowly crept up to curl very tightly around her throat, and the other two burst into the air, coming to snuggle together in the hood of the cloak lying against her back. Their presence soothed her enough to get going again, and she continued her reluctant pilgrimage to the Sands. Once she passed into the entryway, her heart skipped a beat to see where the flood had been - surely the eggs were alright? Had they been moved? Her uneasy gaze finally settled on them and the group, and relief flickered through her briefly. Maybe she would be okay yet.

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N'mor
of Bronze Rhezalth

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19.03.722, 23
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5'11
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Grey-green
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Stocky, Fit
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Written By: ThistleProse
#4
Indamor, weyrbrat (B'jin's son)

Despite the excitement surging through the youngsters of the Weyr – most notably those that had been granted places within the first group of candidates to Touch the eggs, Indamor didn’t feel any particular need to act ridiculously or to rush through his morning chores like everyone else. Unfortunately, everyone else’s desire to run around and do things half-heartedly in order to get away sooner, was causing Indamor to pick up the pieces as he did his own work. He was not required to, and he certainly wasn’t operating under any particular expectations that he do so. But Indamor was a naturally tidily inclined individual and it was generally easier to pick up their mess than to try and make them do it again themselves. Easier for him to do it, and to make notes which would be passed on to the supervisors they were supposed to be reporting to.

He managed to finish about a quarter of an hour before the session was supposed to start, and Indamor gathered that left him plenty of time to clean up and go and collect some food on the way to the Hatching Circuit, though he didn’t expect he’d get a huge amount of time in which to eat it. At any rate, the young man had a slice of thick bread with cheese melted on top when he entered the building, taking a moment to brush damp hair off his face before moving towards where the candidates were gathered with his father and a couple of (official) Assistants.

“Sir,” Indamor’s greeting was mild mannered and polite as he found himself a spot within the group, glancing around to see who else had arrived. Some potential goldriders, a few guys at various ages, and no Telrynd to be seen. Well, he would be along soon enough, Indamor decided, watching his father thoughtfully. Undoubtedly so would R’nd; the unofficial attendant was always hovering around somewhere, though the young man had yet to decide if that was because he was attached to B’jin by an incredibly strong coil-cord, or because he actually enjoyed assisting with teaching them.

Munching on his bread, Indamor watched his fellows curiously while waiting impatiently (very much so on the inside, and not at all on the outside) for his father to give permission for them to start parading around the Eggs.

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Alerae let out a slow breath, smoothing down the fabric of her skirt. The eggs were hardening, and it was time to Touch them. She shivered as a vision of the last Hatching ran through her mind again. A dud Gold egg was something that no one wanted to see, and the woman would like to avoid a situation like that ever again.

She glanced around the Creche, smiling as one of the other attendants made a shooing motion with her hands. Alerae was still young enough to stand, and even if she got discouraged at times, she intended on Standing until she was too old to Stand anymore. She knelt and hugged Tolera. " Mama will be back soon, be good, dahling" she said, then straightened up.

She growled to herself as she walked towards the Hatching Circuit. This humidity was horrid for her hair and complexion. She gave a little sigh as she joined the growing group of Candidates, her eyes locking on the golden colored shell. She hoped that her waiting was through, that it was finally her time. She turned her eyes to B'jin and stood casually, awaiting further instruction.

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T'ryn
of Bronze Syrendryth

Date of Birth
17.04.722, 22
Height
6'1
Eyes
Blue
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Lean, fit
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Blonde, shorter

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Written By: SunsetWay
#6
Telrynd arrived at the Sands at a leisurely pace. He was naturally excited since this was the first clutch he was able to Stand for and therefore it was also the first time he was able to participate in a Touching but he didn’t want to come across as too eager. He spent the morning doing his usual routine of eating and helping his mother with some of the younger kids in the crèche before the other workers arrived to relieve him. Once he was free, Telrynd wandered around to see if he could help anywhere with the efforts to keep the flooding under control until closer to the allotted time for his group to assemble.

He quietly approached Indamor, not at all surprised to see his friend already there and assessing the group and eggs. It was, after all, what Telrynd planned to do as well. He wasn’t going to rush into the mass of eggs like most of their classmates were sure to do but he would study them, see which ones called out to him, which ones everyone else flocked to, and which were over looked. There was a strategy in everything and this was no different. He wanted to approach it with a careful understanding.

“Hey,” he greeted with only a passing glance to Indamor as he came up to stand by the boy. Neither were the type for hugs or even the casual pat on the shoulder or arm he always saw the older dragonriders doing in greeting. Simply knowing the other was there and acknowledging the presence verbally was good enough for them. Besides, Telrynd had to secretly scan the area to see if R’nd had shown up or if he would. He still hated keeping such a secret and had decided long ago that he would be counted as a man once he Impressed and could make his own decisions. That meant, he could tell R’nd he was the playboy bluerider’s son. Whatever happened after that would be out of his hands but at least the truth would be aired out.

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R'vi
of Blue Vydoriath

Date of Birth
28.05.712, 32
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5'9
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Blue
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Lean, fit
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Brown, shaggy

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Written By: SunsetWay
#7
Ryvian was having a serious case of regret. Why did he have to sign up for the current clutch? He had finally accepted some time ago that Nyvian had Impressed but was still his brother and they were different people. He didn’t need to rely on his brother and he had his own life. That wasn’t the problem though. The problem was that they had both Stood and failed over and over together; until one Impressed. He had been left behind but it also pointed out that he was the failure twin and dragonets of any colour didn’t want him. Even the green that eyed him up hadn’t wanted him. It was a good kick in the ass by reality and Ryvian had been happy to listen and never step onto the Sands again.

He managed to keep to that decision for the last clutch despite Indivara asking him to Stand with her sometime. She had been pregnant – or recently given birth, it was hard to keep track of days sometimes – so she hadn’t Stood and Ryvian hadn’t bothered to get out of bed either. This time, she had convinced him to try again, even with what had happened to her at the last Hatching with the golden egg and its contents that he was thankful he hadn’t seen. Reluctantly he had signed up and now he had to follow through. Indivara wouldn’t speak to him if he didn’t do this. Still, bed was far more comfortable than standing out in the rain would be and he hadn’t moved yet.

It was only when Tavynia let herself into his hut singing out his name she had decided sounded cute as Ryvvie since he liked calling her Tavvy, that Ryvian made any movement. Some persuasive kisses and unspoken promises of more to come later got him out of bed and even dressed before Ryvian gave in completely and followed her out the door.

They arrived at the Sands hand in hand though as soon as the eggs were spotted, Tavynia skipped off on her own to Stand closer to the golden egg he knew she was convinced would be for her. Ryvian sighed, nodded a greeting with a forced smile at B’jin and stood off to the side of the gathering group. He knew them all but he felt like an outsider. Most were either Stolen that were older than him or ‘brats that were much younger. He suddenly really missed Nyvian at his side in that moment and contemplated leaving before B’jin could officially start the tradition Ryvian no longer believed in.

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Written By: ZZZ Deceased
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Trelanvor jogged toward the hatching circuit, ignoring the muddy splashed that greeted every foot fall. It almost seemed as if it had always been damp and muddy. Dry, sunny days without rain were some distant memory. Being wet was becoming normal, as was having to change into a dry shirt or set of shoes half way through the day. He'd taken to going around barefoot since it meant not having to wait for his footwear to dry. Today though was special and he'd dragged a pair of boots out from beneath his bed and found one of his nicer shirts to wear. It was just the touching, but it didn't seem right to go looking like a drowned wherry.

He was excited about today. He could feel it in the pace of his heartbeat and the bouncy sensation in his limbs. It was tempered though by his lack of success in the past and what had happened during the last hatching. He didn't envy the girls who would have to touch the Gold egg today. Few were every anything but careful during a touching, but he was going to be especially gentle. Trel slowed as he neared the group gathering near B'jin.

The clutch had been shifted after part of the sand had flooded. It had been quite a task with such a large clutch. Trelanvor wondered if moving eggs could damage them in some way. He hated to think that there might be a repeat of what had happened during the last hatching when the Gold egg had disintegrated. He looked over the varied clutch of twenty-seven eggs. Some large, some small, each unique in size, shape, or color. He bounced gently from one foot to another in anticipation. His dragon could be waiting for him out there. Very soon he could be going from candidate to weyrling! Maybe he should have felt more jaded because of his failures in the past. This was a new clutch and he could stop himself from hoping this just might be the clutch that changed everything for him.

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B'jin
of Green Larrikith

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23.06.683 AL, 61
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Written By: ThistleProse
#9
B’jin’s cheesy grin didn’t so much as twitch as the candidates of his first group gathered around, all looking suitably excited – of course! – though perhaps B’jin’s cheerful mood and his own bouncing attitude of the moment caused them to appear somewhat more joyful than they actually were. He nodded greetings in return when he was spoken to, but otherwise didn’t say a whole lot, just waited. And waited. And waited – and then, finally, everyone was gathered and the event could begin! B’jin bounced slightly as he leaned forward and clapped once to gain attention.

“Alrighty!” His cheerful mood was blatantly obvious in the chipper voice, and never-fading grin. “Most of you know how this goes, but let’s roll through the rules, just to refresh your minds!” He paused, making sure he still retained attention, before throwing one arm out (the right, which wasn’t cradling Shimmer) towards the collection of eggs. “Be gentle! Eggs are fragile. They will not break if you treat them respectfully. You can just place a hand on them, or you can pet them if you wish. They should respond fairly swiftly to your touch. Please be sure you are prepared for anything!”

Wide brown eyes examined the kids dramatically. The smile was still there, as goofy as ever. “Eggs can occasionally react very strongly to a touch. Try not to fall onto someone else, or another egg. Okalinath has been kind enough to spread them all out to avoid accidents, but take care – don’t jostle each other, and be sure to take turns respectfully. There are enough here to outnumber the groups you’ve been split into, so if someone else is waiting for an egg, find another one. You only have an hour, maximum, before we will be kicked off the sand. Use it well!”

He paused, clearly having finished, but when no one immediately moved, B’jin frowned with a pout. “Well! Scoot!” There was laughter in his voice, despite his previous expression, and B’jin turned to watch them all move off. After a moment, he directed his attention towards the gold egg and those around it, before indicating to Okalinath that now would be a good time.

Knowing from talking to several of the girls, B’jin was aware that there was a lot of worry about breaking the shell as Indivara had done at the previous hatching. The greenrider didn’t believe for a moment that that would happen, but he had made arrangements to prove that fact to the understandably stressed young women. When he signalled, Okalinath made her way over to the group, and settled herself down on her hind quarters before the egg. B’jin had asked her to give the egg a couple of taps with a claw and thus prove it not likely to break, and that was what the golden dragon did, tapping the shell sharply a couple of times, before giving it a shove to roll it a little.

My babies are much better quality than Krypths, the gold spoke haughtily, and loudly. You will not harm her.

B’jin snorted.


This post is under the assumption that all PC/LPC candidates are present and accounted for. If you missed posting prior to it, simply assume your candidate was on time and go about Touching the eggies!

Remember - one egg per post! Responses will be up as soon as possible after each post!

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Vaeyla
of Gold Nadioth

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10.06.712, 33
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Written By: DeeStar
#10
Having been stubbornly steered toward the hatching ground Vee stood among the other candidates, waiting to be allowed their chance at touching the eggs. Vee had tried to avoid going, but of course as always when there was a gold egg on the sands, her hope always won out her doubt and fear of being left standing gain.

She stood, hands clasped behind her back as B'jin gave them instruction on how to conduct themselves with and among the eggs. His warning that the eggs were fragile was a horrible reminder of the disaster from the last clutch, though all knew it was always a possibility. It was still never anything anyone wanted to see.

When Okalinath moved toward the gold egg, Vee had thought she meant to ensure none of them hurt her, however Vee was slightly amused to see that she was testing the egg herself, tapping at it, and even rolling it. Regardless of the fact her comment seemed a bit crude, Vee couldn't help but feel amused. Did that make her a horrible person? Probably so, but she liked Okalinath as much as one could without really knowing her. Vee still remembered her antics from her first clutch, she seemed different this time, but still feisty.

After the show of the egg not being brittle or damaged by dragon claws, she glanced at the other girls. Normally she hung back and let the other girls go ahead of her. However today for whatever reason she stepped forward first. She wasn't trying to be bold, she was simply the first one to move, considering she was no longer concerned the egg would break.

She stopped before the egg, her eyes trailing over it slowly. It was a very pretty egg, as far as eggs were concerned, and it made her wonder what the dragon inside would look like. Would be be a pale gold like her shell? Likely not, but it would be pretty to see anyway. She reached out her hand slowly as she always did, glancing up at Okalinath before gentle laying her palm on the shell. Dragon claws or not, she wasn't about to be anything more than gentle if she could help it. "Hello in there.", she said softly. She wasn't sure what else to say, and wasn't certain if she should say more. She did however, open herself up as much as possibly to hope, and waited a moment or so to see if she would receive any response from the dragonette inside. 

[Silence is Golden of course! xD] 

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(Leyton), weyrbrat candidate (K'ton's son)

He waited, still shifting from foot to foot as he waited for B'jin to finish his instructions. He started slightly at the rememberance of Krypth's last clutch. That had been horrible and Leyton could still remember the terrible shrieks of Krypth and keening of Mizeath. It had resulted several nights of restless sleep and a few nightmares. The event had been pushed to the far reaches of his mind until now. He gave an shaky at the antics of Okalinath and was kicked from his position by the movements of Vaelya.

He moved, zeroing in on a single egg to touch. His motions were reserved and restrained as he moved towards the little round egg set in the middle of a small mound. He studies the little egg for a moment before squatting down next to it. He was tempted to give it a gentle knock but a vision of the last hatching stayed his hand and instead he gave the murky silvery white egg a soft touch. He grinned at the rumpled feel of the egg before saying, "Hello in there!"



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Silence is Golden’s response to (Vaeyla)
The very first response Vaeyla was subjected to was disgruntled irritation, the clear indication that the youngster within was quite sick of being manhandled, thank you very much! A short moment later, and the little one within picks up on the difference in the handler this time around, compared to her previous contact with humans – and her mother.

Vaeyla would just about be able to see the way the youngster blinked in surprise, before poking gently and tentatively at the woman’s mind, curiosity and interest flaring up as she examined the process of thoughts, and seemed to repeat the words hello in there with bewildered interest. What was all this?

A slight pang of disappointment filled the contents of the egg when the hand was withdrawn. That had been such an interesting experience!


Think Happy Thoughts’ response to (Leyton)
There was a dramatic pause as the excited hand was notice, and a questioning feel settled over the egg. Doubtful, and slightly puzzled, the contents seemed to consider Leyton’s mind distantly for quite a while. There was no distinctly distasteful response from the contents, just a general feeling of doubt and wrongness.  ‘You’re not for me, please go away’ can be sensed very clearly within the emotions tumbling off the dragonet within the shell.

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Written By: ZZZ Archived
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Alerae smiled softly, striding forward when B'jin directed them to. She stood back suddenly when Okalinath just reached forward and tapped on the egg, her eyes worried. Would the egg be good, would they have another Queen? Her smile returned as the shell showed no sign of harm as her mother fiddled with it.

She waited as Vaeyla stepped up to the egg. The woman fidgeted with her hands, but the rest of her outward appearance led to an easy calm. Once the other female stepped back, Alerae crept forward, still a tiny bit nervous about the shell.

Her first touches were light, barely brushing her fingertips against the shell. Boldened, she knelt into the sand, laying a hand flat against the curve, closing her eyes. She paused there for a few moments, her hand stroking the shell, listening for any reaction or respond.

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Written By: DeeStar
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Vee never quite knew what to expect when she touched an egg. Sometimes she received a response that wa promising, though ultimately disappointing in the end. Other times she was made to feel like she should have stayed home.

The response she received from this egg was a little bit of both, as her initially tough of the egg received an annoyed response from the dragon within and left her feeling she should withdraw. However as another moment passed by she felt something different, it felt as if she was surprised, either at the touch to her shell, or to Vee's presense. Vee had no idea which it could be, but she had to grin a bit, imagining the look on the little gold's face.

Where she had initially thought to move away, she stayed still instead, as she felt the little queens presence in her mind. She could sense the curiousity, and it made Vee's heart beat faster with growing hope that maybe this time she wouldn't fail. The interest she felt in response to the greeting she had given, which now seemed to echo through her mind made Vee smile. She was curious too, she wished to see the gold hatch and see what kind of dragon she would become, hers or not.

When she finally moved to go, for she could not stay with the egg all day, she whispered a soft, "See you soon.", and slowly pulled her hand away, her heart dropping with a hint of sadness at the feeling of disappointment at her leaving. She looked back at the egg for a moment then turned to get out of the way. She gave Alerae an encouraging smile and stepped back to her place to wait for the other gold candidates to finish their touching of the egg.

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Trelanvor strolled carefully through the eggs nestled within the warm sands. He glanced toward Okalinath as the Gold demonstrated the health of the golden egg. That didn't mean the rest of the clutch was as sturdy, but it was reassuring. He returned his attention to the eggs he could touch, trying to decide which would be first.

His gaze catches upon a dark brown egg. It was tipped just slightly to the side. Not the prettiest one in the group, but something about it drew Trel's attention. He took a moment to circle it, examining it. He been to enough touchings to know the routine, but each time was still something special.

It was hard to know what sort of response he might or might not receive. That was half the fun of the event. Trel laid his hand gently against the dark surface, letting the warmth of the shell seep into his palm.



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Written By: SunsetWay
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He didn’t want to Touch them. He really, truly didn’t want to. It didn’t matter what the reaction would be, it would only lead to disappointment. If the dragonet within didn’t like him, it would only prove he wasn’t meant to ever Impress. If the dragonet responded favourably but Impressed to another, it would show he still wasn’t good enough. It was all likely in his head anyway. There really wasn’t any proof they truly felt something within the eggs or that it made a difference during the Hatching. Hadn’t he heard whisperings about Rhaedalyn saying Aradissicath frightened her during the Touching and made her feel unwanted yet they still bonded?

Since he had shown up, he might as well get the act over with and Touch an egg or two to make everyone happy. B’jin might frown at him for wasting their time, Tavynia would pout and whine at him, and Indivara would punch him for wasting an opportunity. A deep breath was inhaled and slowly let out in a long sigh. His gaze swept over the eggs and one that didn’t have anyone around it that jumped out at him was chosen. A honey and amber egg that was on the smaller side? Seemed good to him.

Ryvian did his best to act normal as he meandered over to the egg and casually put his oddly trembling hand on the shell. He didn’t greet it as hiding his fear the best he could seemed more pressing.


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Since it was his first Touching, Telrynd listened intently to B’jin’s directions despite already knowing all about what to do thanks to classes and stories from older ‘brats. While he knew some of the best lessons came through life and just diving right in, Telrynd still liked being able to form a proper idea of how things worked before attempting something. Considering this new adventure held the lives of dragonets within its grasp, he felt it was wise to follow directions and not risk making a mess of things.

As per his usual way, Telrynd hung back and observed everyone else for a few minutes. It was interesting to see emotions play over expressive features as Candidates reacted to the eggs. What would it be like? Would he know if a bond was already forming? What if he Touched the same egg as Indamor and they had the same reaction or different reactions? How did Touchings even work? The entire thing was one endless puzzle and Telrynd loved it! A small grin appeared as he finally scoped out the egg he wanted to try first. He would check in with Indamor afterwards and they could compare notes if they felt inclined but that was later; for now, he had to focus on himself and working towards an Impression.

Telrynd stopped in front of the egg and crouched down so he could admire the pattern. He liked the way the tan colouring swirled its way down the egg into the creamy base. This egg would definitely do as the first one he would ever Touch. Without a word, Telrynd placed his hand on the shell and even found himself giving into the desire to pet it with gentle strokes several times before letting his hand come to a rest.


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Silence is Golden’s response to Alerae
The touch was so tentative! The dragonet waited, and the longer she waited, the more amusement began to bubble up within the shell. The woman on the other side was so funny! Her shell was not going to break! What a silly idea! Thankfully, the young mind within the shell did not poke beyond the surface thoughts of Alerae’s mind, and so did not stumble across the reason her company was so wary of pressing too hard upon her shell. Instead, her amusement remained, light and teasing, and on the edge of soft laughter. What a funny creature this human was!



Let It Go’s response to Trelanvor
YAY! COMPANY!

The egg just about exploded with pure joy when Trelanvor’s hand touched upon the shell, the draognet within so excited to greet someone, that its mind ploughed into that of the young man, and had they physically met, probably would have sent them both tumbling across the sand like dust before a breeze.

The dragonet’s enthusiasm was heavy, thick, and overwhelming.



All Is Well’s response to Ryvian
Such a tentative touch! The trembling wasn’t noticed so much from the hand on the shell, as it was from the way the emotions quivered within the young man’s mind. The dragonet within brushed ever so gently against Ryvian’s consciousness, soft and questioning. Why so much unhappiness? Was it the unhatched dragonet? What was it? Why did it seem as if the one on the other side had never felt joy? Sadness welled up from the young dragon, and it tried to reassure, but had no idea how to do it. All would be well for the young man, surely! But perhaps he should find another dragonet to greet? The one within the egg squirmed, shamed by its inability to make Ryvian feel better.



But First, Coffee’s response to Telrynd
Careful consideration was given to the mind that connected with the unhatched dragonet’s own, a serious, frowning consideration that was clearly weighing up the boy on the other side. The mind was poked at, and thoughts provoked to the forefront for further consideration…

Then all at once, the dragonet within dismissed Telrynd indignantly. Be gone!

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Written By: SunsetWay
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Ryvian inhaled sharply as the dragonet prodded his mind. It wasn’t made up, he was sure of it. It was always an odd sensation when a dragon tried to get into his head and for some reason, he had forgotten that since the last time he went to a Touching. It was all real and it definitely wasn’t some made up ritual to make Candidates think they had a chance. He almost felt ashamed for ever considering that.

The questions were felt rather than heard and Ryvian frowned deeper with each one. “No, itty bitty, it’s not you,” he spoke softly to the dragonet within the pretty egg as the creature pulled away from his mind. Suddenly, he was kneeling on the not-quite-as-hot sand thanks to the constant rain with his hand still resting on the shell. The dragonet was so concerned for him that it had left him alone for fear of being the cause. How could he do that to such a beautiful – all dragons were beautiful to the twin that had been raised amongst them – creature?

“I’m alone. Only not really. It feels like it though.” Was he crying? Ryvian barely noticed the tears sliding down his cheeks as he whispered confessions to the dragonet that probably wasn’t even listening anymore. He had known joy once as well, he knew he had. It was buried deep beneath the sorrow, jealousy, longing, and even bitterness and anger. Ryvian had been in a state of numbness for so long after Nyvian Impresse without him, moving on to something new without him, and not needing him anymore when Ryvian still needed his brother. Only, did he? He was still functioning, if barely some days, and Indivara made sure he would continue to do so. He had suffered enough and made his friends suffer enough as well with how he was acting.

“I don’t know if I’m ready though,” again he whispered and again he was surprised to see he had moved without noticing. His forehead now lightly rested on the hard shell beside his hand that didn’t want to move but Ryvian knew he had to get up and walk away before a scene was made. Most of the class probably already thought he had lost his mind that day on the Sands when Nyvian walked away with a bronze dragonet in tow and not his twin but he didn’t need to constantly fuel that fire.

“Even if you’re not meant for me… thank you, itty bitty. I’ll think on things some more.” It was all he could promise the dragonet that had provoked the right questions without any negative attachments like what so often happened with Indivara. He knew she cared since she wouldn’t check on him regularly and make him bathe and eat but the harshness behind her words sometimes made it a bit harder to accept truths and heal.

Ryvian slowly climbed to his feet, reluctant to leave the egg that wasn’t responding to him anymore, and finally walked away. The dragonet within had thought it was good to find another to visit but Ryvian was currently satisfied with what was given to him. He moved back to the side of the clutch, away from everyone including B’jin, and plopped his butt down on the wet sand to watch with an unfocused gaze what was happening. Perhaps he would go for another egg in a bit before B’jin kicked them off but for the moment, he needed to think about those easy yet hard questions and figure out a few things.

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(Leyton), weyrbrat candidate (K'ton's son)

When the egg paused at his touch, Leyton paused. What would the response be? Would this little egg be happy and excited to feel him? Or would he be bombarded with fear and regret? Either of the reaction were so expected as he waited that when he had the sense of wrongness and the demand to please be on his way, his lips curled down in a slight frown of disappointment. That was not at all expected. He quickly removed his hand and stood to move away from the egg. Perhaps the next person would be what the little sprite was looking for.

Leyton moved along in search of another egg. He forced himself to sedate steps instead of the bouncing walk his body wanted to make and found a new egg. He found one of the larger eggs. One that was a simple cream color with flecks of golden brown. He crouched next to the egg and placed his hand along the top. His excitement rose again as he waited for a response from the small dragon inside. "Hello," he said, rather quietly and not at all with a hint of the excitement he felt.


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Trelanvor laughed out loud as the dragonet's mind crashed into his own with such joy and enthusiasm. He couldn't help but admire such attributes even if they left him feel a little unbalanced. He quieted his outbust, giving a quick glance around, a goofy grin still remained. It would be nearly impossible not to share in the dragonet's excitement as it seemed to force it's way into every corner of his mind.

"Easy there little one. Don't want you popping out just yet." He chuckled, as he gave the brown shell a fond pat. "Your time is coming soon enough." He was certain the dragon within would be one to watch and likely watch out for if it showed the same enthusiasm during its hatching. Trel didn't want to break the contact, but it wouldn't be fair to monopolize the egg. He gave the shell a final caress, "Good luck little one. I'll be watching for ya." He said softly, before he made himself turn and move off.

He had a difficult time choosing another egg. He didn't think any could match the first one he'd touched. Even the memory brought a smile to his face. Trel came to a stop before a rather oddly shaped egg. Its grey tone was pretty, though the irregular shape made him wonder how comfortable the dragon within was. His curiosity piqued he place his hand against the shell.



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Telrynd blinked rapidly several times in shock at the reception he had received. Had he just been dismissed? What had he done to the egg’s inhabitant to provoke such a response? A frown formed as the young boy carefully considered the egg, wondering what exactly had been seen within him and how such a connection could be made to begin with. It didn’t seem like he would find the answer from that egg, however, as the dragonet had withdrawn from him and nothing more was felt.

Careful steps brought him away from the egg and outside of the group as Telrynd considered everything a little more. He saw Ryvian nearly clinging to an egg and watched as the twin finally moved away and sat in the sand. He was such a drama whore lately. Telrynd understood the initial reasoning but sometimes, he didn’t get adults as a whole and why they could carry on and pout forever over something but got mad at kids for five minutes of sulking.

He turned away from the pathetic twin and scanned the area again, deciding he needed to know more and that meant having more to compare with and go on. A narrow and pointy looking egg was freed up as a Candidate walked away with an expression Telrynd couldn’t see. It didn’t matter since he saw a boy Touch the egg he had just been at smiling, which meant he had received a different response than being told to go away. Shrugging lightly, his feet brought him to the narrow egg and Telrynd was surprised to find the shell was rippled under his touch when the last was smooth, something he thought all eggs were more akin to be.


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(Tavynia), weyrbrat

Tavynia was barely keeping herself from tapping her foot impatiently as she waited forever for girls to paw at the egg that was clearly going to be hers. One of the Stolen girls and then another paraded up to the egg and molested it before strolling away, probably thinking they were going to Impress. Not likely! This was definitely her time to shine and she was done waiting around.

As another girl started to move forward when it seemed like Alerae was done with the egg, Tavynia jumped forward and nearly elbowed the girl. She refrained, naturally, since that would be improper behaviour on the Sands and she didn’t want to be banned from the Hatching but also because word would reach her father and she didn’t want to upset him and have him punch whoever told him his sweet little girl had been so mean. It’d likely be R’nd since B’jin wouldn’t approach her father but have his sexy lover do it and Tavynia really didn’t want to see that perfect face smashed up – again. She had seen R’nd after the Turnover party where he got into a brawl that he clearly hadn’t won.

The last golden egg she had Stood for ended up being a dud that had haunted her dreams for several nights thanks to Indivara’s poorly thought out actions. It made sense in hindsight that such a thing had happened; her Touching had never brought out a response. Tavynia had taken it as the dragonet being shy and not wanting to make any sort of connection with anyone. It’d be different this time; she was sure of it and finally reaching the egg, Tavynia placed her hand delicately upon the surface that had such a pretty pattern to it and clearly indicated it was a gold within.


Ooc: Silence is Bliss.

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Written By: ThistleProse
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Indamor, weyrbrat (B'jin's son)

Indamor stood back as others rushed off in every direction, clearly more than a little eager to take part in the Touching. He watched out of the corner of his eye as his father wandered over to the gold egg; Indamor knew it was normal for the candidates to get excitable about the Touching, but his father was being as eccentric as ever, bouncing all over the place. Indamor was pretty sure Shimmer would have no brains at all when the man finally put her down. Firelizards are born without brains, the green dragon’s comment took the boy by surprise, but all he did was smile slightly, then frown.

Well. No point in standing around, and an hour would surely come to a close sooner rather than later! Taking a deep breath, Indamor’s brown eyes scanned the collection of candidates and eggs before spotting one that seemed just right. It was on the larger side of things, which Indamor was inclined to believe indicated a bronze or a brown rather than a green or a blue. He loved Larrikith, but he did not wish the life of a greenrider for himself! He would take a bronze, a brown if he had to, but certainly never a blue. Indamor would rather live without a dragon of his own than bond to a blue!

The orange-esque shade of the shell was reassuring to the young man. Surely a bronze was held within such an egg! It would only make sense, of course, even if said bronze were slightly on the smaller side. That couldn’t be helped, and he supposed thinking about it for the next twenty minutes wouldn’t tell him anything either. With B’jin never having experienced Touching, and Indamor incredibly disinclined to talk to R’nd about anything, if he could avoid it, Indamor had no second hand knowledge to go off of.


Pursing his lips, Indamor gently laid his hand upon the shell of the egg, and frowned slightly as he waited for something to happen.


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(Leyton), weyrbrat (K'ton's son)

"Oomph!" Leyton cried as he fell away from the egg and onto his rear. The world spun, threatening to upend his breakfast, as he slapped a hand over his eyes and Leyton vowed to dial it down a notch. Too much excitement and touching an egg had resulted in an unpleasant feeling in his head and gut.

His body swayed slightly as he made his way to his feet and the world began to right itself. His vision cleared and his steps were even as he made his next selection. He stopped before the soft cream colored egg and took two steadying breathes, determined to touch the one of the largest eggs with a calm air. He closed his eyes and brought his hand down quietly along the top of the egg.


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Nothing Is Impossible’s response to Telrynd
It was rippled? Dude! You are rippled! The egg’s contents seemed cackle with laughter as mind met mind, the ltitel one poking about with delightful pleasure. Oh? What was a twin? What was wrong with being rippled? Look! Ripples feel great, apparently! Doesn’t that make it the coolest eggshell ever? The dragonet bounced around internally, poking and prodding its way through Telrynd’s thoughts before finding something new – bright, shiny and full of curiosity! – and gave every indication of demanding to know what yellow was.

This whole Touching business was so much fun! The dragonet clearly couldn’t wait to be free from its shell, and occasional squeaks could be heard.



Silence Is Bliss’ response to Tavynia
The dragonet paused for a moment, before the indication of a sage nod was given. It was ever so important to act proper, and approval flowed from the little one within her shell at such a mindset. She ignored some of the attached thoughts, such as the selfishness of one looking out only for one’s self, and focused on good behaviour. That was what really counted, wasn’t it?

Curiosity flowed freely, the young dragon clearly utterly elated at the attention she was receiving from the line of attentive young women, her desire to know more, ever more, as clear and bright as the summer sun.



Creativity Takes Courage’s response to Indamor
The contents of the egg seem content to not say anything, focusing on frowning doubtfully at Indamor, settling down into  a long game, the creature’s mind just staring, staring, staring back until discomfort begins to set in.

Really! Disgruntled, the egg withdraws without warning, and shuts itself away until the next person comes to visit.



Make It Happen’s response to Leyton
Leyton’s more cautious array of emotions were met with serenity, the youngster almost seeming regal in the way its mind slowly reached to meet with the boy’s own, gentle questions not quite forming as the mind was poked at curiously. So many people, so many minds, so many things to see, and hear, and learn and understand! The dragonet seemed to soak up the boys thoughts before they were even formed, and gently return them with sweet intents.


Wow, egg fails x.x Sorry guys. Apparently the only word I can focus on at the moment is “Omg curious!”
Also, it’s a good thing a positive response doesn’t guarantee Impression, LOL, or Leyton would be lining up for a whole army XD!

Oops, left my emotion prompts in there XD *removes*

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It seemed to move very quickly from stillness to movement, with flurries of candidates going everywhere. She kind of stood in the background at first, unsure on how exactly to get into the flow of what was happening. The other candidates seemed to ooze out into the nestled eggs, each going and poking at shells, hands touching just so with expressions ranging from calm to excited to confused. It had her standing there for a moment, completely at a loss, before she noticed movement towards the gold egg.

Okalinth seemed intent on letting her gold candidates know that there was nothing to do afraid of, despite the hollow feeling of fear in her stomach. She almost had a panic attack when she saw the dragon raise her claws and thump on the shell. Somehow, the egg seemed fine - even more than fine, quite solid and safe.

A little thrill of lightning seemed to shoot through her, part fear, part relief. The egg was...was fine. It hadn't fallen apart. It hadn't oozed out. She shook a little, wrapping her arms more tightly around herself as she watched. Almost immediately after that, the stream of girls began. She was more than content to let them go first, watching several reactions before they moved on. Each seemed to be alright afterwards...no trauma. Finally, she saw an entry.

After the last little girl stepped up and touched it, her hand resting delicately, Casa made a move to approach. Whoever she was, she nearly shoved someone out of the way, forcing her way in. The little creature seemed rude, but maybe it was just excitement. Casa didn't really care; she was content enough to wait. After she moved on, she came to stand, staring at the pretty shell before faking any confidence she had, lying her hand firmly on the shell and trying to project her curiosity over the nervousness left, letting her mind loosely reach out.

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Trelanvor gasped as another consciousness almost rudely plunged through his mind. A demanding curiosity scrambled through his thoughts and memories. Questioning sensations were flung at him at a rapid pace, but he had no time to come up with any sort of answer before the presence was prodding at something new. The unbridled curiosity and impatience left him feeling dizzy as he tried to keep up.

It was a bit like trying to keep up with a toddler after they'd had one to many sweets. A toddler who'd somehow managed to get inside your head. Trel knew the dragonet meant no harm, but he felt as in he'd just been tumbled down a hillside in a barrel. Which he had done once on a dare. He broke away, sending a quick apology to the dragon within.

He took a moment to settle his ravaged thoughts as he sought out another egg. After his last encounter with the oddly shaped egg, Trel chose one that was easy to overlook. It's creamy shell bore no identifying marks and its shape was completely normal. With care he pressed his fingers to the smooth shell, opening his mind to the being within.



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A little laugh escaped as Telrynd felt the implication that nothing wrong with being rippled yet maybe he was the rippled one and not the egg and dragonet. “Maybe I am,” he agreed but not willing to go deep into philosophy and perceptions with a creature he couldn’t even properly see. It’d be interesting to see what was hidden within the shell and Telrynd decided he would have to try to keep an eye on it during the Hatching. He wasn’t sure if this was the dragon for him either but since they shared some curiosity, he wondered if they would be friends anyway.

“Yellow is… bright. Sunshine. Happy,” Telrynd answered the overwhelming thoughts about the colour that didn’t seem likely to leave him alone without saying something in return. It may have been odd to talk to an egg when he also wasn’t directly spoken to by the occupant but having been born and raised in a Weyr, Telrynd was used to such oddities and quirks displayed by dragonriders in general and had always been taught to be open-minded about anything.

Pleased with such a different response that didn’t end with him being shoved away, Telrynd gave the rippled – or not-so-rippled depending on point of view – egg a soft pat in farewell. The conversation was over and while it had gone wonderfully, he wasn’t about to push for more. He got what he wanted in the form of a completely different reaction and the young ‘brat was confident it wasn’t something he could easily make up.

While there was still enough time to get one more Touching in, Telrynd was satisfied with what he had done and moved away from the eggs. He stood off to the side of where B’jin had been lingering at one point both on the assumption that the Weyrlingmaster might return to stand near the goldrider to dismiss him and the hope that R’nd might show up and linger around as well. He was still so curious about his father and wanted to know more. He really did share that curiosity trait with that ripply-shelled dragonet!

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