Here we go! [Nagith's Hatching!!]

.: Zurianna :.

With it being the middle of the afternoon break, Zurianna had been taking full advantage of her time off. For once she wasn't spending it with her daughters, instead taking some personal time. She had brushed out and re-braided her hair, oiled Tor and played with him for a while and then settled in to read an old record she had borrowed from the archive.

Nagith's call startled her, Zuri's hands tightening on the record enough to crease it. Quickly she smoothed it out again and then rolled it up and put it away. Tor had already begun to hum, the bronze dragonet sitting on the head of the bed and sticking his nose into Zuri's ear. The woman laughed and batted him away as she got to her feet.

Her robe was easy to find, hanging neatly on a hanger off a hook on the wall. Ever since the touching, Zuri had been keeping it out so that it would be neat and clean when the time came for the hatching, rather than creased from being kept in the bottom of clothing chest. She stripped off her clothing quickly, hanging them over the end of the bed, and pulled on the white robe which marked her as a candidate.

The sands were already busy when Zurianna reached them, the stands filling with watching people and the eggs rocking as the candidates gathered around them. She took the time to bow to Nagith, bending low as befitted the obeisance of a candidate to the senior queen. Then Zuri took her place, eyes fixing on the trio of eggs which had been pulled aside, recalling the sensations when she had touched the Midori egg and the biggest egg which now rested with it.

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.: Rhiasyn :.
Tag: Itessi

Rhiasyn had never seen a hatching before. Zhe might be of the blood of Benden, but not even their most vaunted bloodline was given to attending the precious moments of dragons hatching, despite their close ties to the weyr which had once born the same name as their own holding. Sometimes yes, but rarely, and Rhiasyn had never been one of those who had traveled to such an event. Now zhe had the chance to see this magic for zherself and zhe was not going to miss it.

Zhe had snuck onto the grounds on touching day, lurking in the shadows on the entrance and watching as those who had been searched walking among the shells, letting their hands lay upon the hardening eggs. There had been a flash of jealousy towards Itessi that day when zhe had spotted zher friend touching the eggs, even as zhe knew that Itessi was not here by choice. Though in truth neither was zhe. There was someone out there who had put a price on zher head and until they were found, the weyr was the only place which could be considered even somewhat safe for zher, the incident in her own rooms in Benden had proven that.

When the queen called, Rhia was ready. Zher clothing choice was simple, pants and a blouse, Rhia reasoning that anything fancy would be better suited to the evening and the feasting which would happen to celebrate the beginning of the new lives of those most fortunate enough to be chosen for impression.

Zhe was one of the first to reach the stands, and found zherself a place in the lowest sections, where zhe could most clearly see what was happening. Zhe waved to Itessi when zhe saw the Lady take to the sands, and then looked at the eggs, wondering if one might contain her match. Rhia had wondered if she could get word out to Itessi's family to let them know where she was, but Rhia in truth had little contact with the outside world zherself. It was safer that way, no chance of intercepted messages letting people know where zhe was, but it wasn't an easy thing.

Turning zher mind away from those pointlessly circling thoughts, Rhia focused instead on the eggs, wondering what would come of them.

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.: Ailexyan :.

Lex had always been a man of great energy. In the time since the touching however, that constant restlessness had increased. It was always this way. Once he had gotten a touch of those shells, a chance to make them truly real in his mind, then it became so impossibly difficult to wait patiently for the day of hatching to arrive. Outside of his work, Lex had really never been much good at waiting patient and quiet.

When Nagith called, he had just finished a shift in smithy. This wasn't craft work, but rather a project of his own, something he was devoting his own free time towards making. He had wanted to try his hand at the delicate work of crafting jeweler and while he'd had a few false starts, his piece was nearly done now and he was proud of it.

He had barely left, only just stepping into the baths which had been his first port of call after finishing his work, when the queen spoke to the weyr. He took a moment to pour some water over himself, wiping away the worst of the work with a cloth and rubbing a hand through his hair. He did not have time for a more thorough clean, but he had time for this, for experience said that dragon eggs rarely hatched right away, and a quick clean would leave him looking at least somewhat presentable and feeling far better than if he did not.

The robe he pulled on didn't fit quite right and Lex sighed as he dumped his dirty things into the washing. It seemed that he had grown out of this one, putting on muscle around the arms which meant the shoulders no-longer sat right. At least he had stopped growing upwards. That had been embarrassing, needing a new robe every hatching because he had gotten too tall for the last even as he had remained an awkwardly built teen in shape.

Still, there was nothing which could be done now except go out onto the sands. With that hoped for turn in his luck, he might not need a new one at all. Perhaps his dragon would be in this clutch, making all the turns of standing worth it with the moment when he was chosen. As Ailexyan took his place among the other candidates, he looked to the eggs and let himself hope.

.:.Jenesys.:.

Ophelia whined and whimpered from her perch on top of Jenesys, her human was hurting and she couldn't figure out why. Pawing at the furs she suddenly snapped her head up when she heard the commotion around her, of people moving and voices raised. Hissing viciously she glared bright red eyes at anyone who came near her Jenesys. It didn't take long for everything to go quiet again and again she turned to the trembling mound under her paws.

Jenesys had heard the call...but could he do this. Over the time since the Touching he'd thought...thought and wondered what he had believed himself to be all his life was true or was it false. The Shadow Egg had begun to make him distrust that he was what his parents had raised him as...was he a girl? Curling more in on himself he held back the tears...wondering if...if his mind...what he saw himself as would cause a dragon to Between because he mentally and spiritually wasn't there for them, no matter if his physically body was there. He was jostled out of his thoughts when Ophelia began to cry again and he slowly sat up, pushing the furs down to cradle his little Chairo, nuzzling against her as she cooed right back at him.

"I don't know if what I am is right...but a dragon who looks in your soul would known better then someone on the outside...right?" he said to no one in particular. With that thought in mind he pulled himself from bed and dressed in his robes before making his way to the Hatching Sands, Ophelia hiding in his hair and nuzzling into his neck affectionately.

.:.Orion.:.

Orion had ben up before dawn, enjoying the cool morning before he'd had t make his way inside and away from the rising sun. Since then he'd been assisting his father with woodwork inside of the Weyr and away from the glowing orb in the sky that seemed to want to burn him at every chance it was in the sky. The call came while he was carving into a new pillar for the Dining Hall and he looked up before turning to his father. The large man only nodded, smiling reassuringly to his son as he dropped what he was doing to go and fetch his wife and make his way to the Stands. Wondering if he'd be able to make it across the Bowl and into the Barracks without getting burned...he decided it was worth the risk to possibly Impress a dragon. Maneuvering through the shadows that were still in the Bowl he soon stepped into the Baracks where people were frantically trying to get ready. He had to shoot out his arm to steady one of the younger boys as he ran by and almost falling to the floor in his haste.

"Take your time, you won't be worth anything to a dragon if you kill yourself first," he chuckled before moving along to his own bunk and dressed. Many gave him a strange look...his robe were white...he was white...was he even wearing anything??! Of course he was and he didn't care one bit about what others thought as he finished dressing and walked out onto the Sands, breathing in the heated air as he took his place among the others.

Anna heard the call, and she bounced happily. Finally, a chance to be a Rider like Korra was. She rushed from the kitchens to her barracks, leaving the sinkfull of dishes behind without a second thought.

She quickly slipped into her robes, fumbling with it in her haste. She finally got it pulled down and made her way through the crowd to wait with the others on the sands already. She looked to the spectators, looking for Korra. She wanted her sister to be watching. She didn't see her in her first look, but people were still arriving, so she just might not be here yet. Anna turned back to the rocking eggs.

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Anjeerill dropped what he had been doing the second the humming started. Everyone who was anyone knew what that meant. His task forgotten, Anjeerill made his way to his cot, to get the white robes of a Candidate.

He was excited, as the Touching had left him with some things to think about and consider. More than one of the eggs responded to him, so he intended to keep a careful eye on those. Either way though, he was happy to see the eggs finally hatch.

The loud crack made Jenesys startle but his eyes were immediately glued to the hatchlings...they were gorgeous.. Swallowing he could only watch silently, fingers trembling as he watched two come towards the candidates while the other settle in the sand and simply watched. When the eggs began to hatch Orion couldn't help but stand a bit straighter. He'd never been a part of a Hatching before...many thought because he was Albino he was unfit to be a rider but he'd show them...he'd show all of them that he was worthy and that he could be a rider.

.:Akadeanna & Sk'lar:.

Akadeanna took to the stands while her Shiori took to one of the ledges humming for the new dragoents to come. She smiles spotting her twin siblings on the sands as well, it brought back the memories of her first standing and then when she impressed Aleth and she smiles, Sk'lar sat next to Akadeanna as Belarth joined Aleth in the ledges.

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.:Veronica & Servat:.

Veroncia and Servat watch as the first 3 eggs hatch; both were in awe at the 3 new hatchlings. Veronica watches the first and Servat watched the other two wondering who the 3 would impress. Veronica wondering if this was what it was like for their older sister her first time.