Logs:Eggstravaganza - Revision history

Weylaughn at 22:15, 24 September 2015

2015-09-24T22:15:07Z

Alida: Be careful what you wish for.

2015-09-23T22:16:31Z

Be careful what you wish for.

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K'del at 22:14, 23 September 2015

2015-09-23T22:14:39Z

K'del at 22:12, 23 September 2015

2015-09-23T22:12:41Z

Alida: Be careful what you wish for.

2015-09-23T21:58:16Z

Be careful what you wish for.

Alida: Be careful what you wish for.

2015-09-23T21:54:49Z

Be careful what you wish for.

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Faryn: Formatting

2015-09-23T15:51:03Z

Formatting

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Alida at 09:18, 23 September 2015

2015-09-23T09:18:34Z

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Alida: Created page with "{{Log |who=Alida, Edyis, Faryn, Z'kiel, Alida {{!}}Ilicaeth, Edyis {{!}}Akluseth, Z'kiel {{!}}Ahtzudaeth |what=The first of Pyrite's eggs hatch late at the nighthearth. |where..."

2015-09-23T09:06:01Z

Created page with "{{Log |who=Alida, Edyis, Faryn, Z'kiel, Alida {{!}}Ilicaeth, Edyis {{!}}Akluseth, Z'kiel {{!}}Ahtzudaeth |what=The first of Pyrite's eggs hatch late at the nighthearth. |where..."

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 |type=Log
 |ooc=Mime posed with permission. As always, it seems, I'm having to re-post due to problems with proper word-wrapping. Ugh.
-|icons-new=Icon alida.jpg,  Icon edyis excited.jpg, Icon faryn.png, Icon Z'kiel.jpg, Icon alida ilicaeth come and get it.jpg,  Icon edyis akluseth firelizards.jpg,
+|icons-new=Icon alida.jpg,  Icon edyis excited.jpg, Icon faryn.png, Icon Z'kiel.jpg, Icon alida ilicaeth come and get it.jpg,  Icon edyis akluseth firelizards.jpg, Icon Ahtzudaeth.png,
 |log=Yes; it's 10pm or so. Sadly, babies wait for no person's schedule...and so, when Alida notices Pyrite's first indications of intent examination and un-burying of a few of her batch of 8 eggs, she has Ilicaeth send out 'invitations' to those already stationed at the Weyr. Jo's buddies aren't Weyrfolk, so their wants come second. << Pyrite's eggs're just barely movin'. >> the blue responds with a certain easy pleasure to Ahtzudaeth and Akluseth. He likes being a sort-of uncle to the tinies about to emerge. << Oh! Somebody find... >> Insert the image of Faryn *here* << ...an' drag 'er outta bed. >> If she's in it, anyway. Tacked on to his somewhat eager warble is a baritone, << Might take awhile. Alida's movin' 'em to the night hearth. >>

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 |mentions=A'rist, Jo, Yesia
 |type=Log
-|ooc=Mime posed with permission. As always, it seems, I'm having to re-post due to problems with proper word-wrapping. Ugh.
+|ooc=Mime posed with permission.
 |icons-new=Icon alida.jpg,  Icon edyis excited.jpg, Icon faryn.png, Icon Z'kiel.jpg, Icon alida ilicaeth come and get it.jpg,  Icon edyis akluseth firelizards.jpg,
 |log=Yes; it's 10pm or so. Sadly, babies wait for no person's schedule...and so, when Alida notices Pyrite's first indications of intent examination and un-burying of a few of her batch of 8 eggs, she has Ilicaeth send out 'invitations' to those already stationed at the Weyr. Jo's buddies aren't Weyrfolk, so their wants come second. << Pyrite's eggs're just barely movin'. >> the blue responds with a certain easy pleasure to Ahtzudaeth and Akluseth. He likes being a sort-of uncle to the tinies about to emerge. << Oh! Somebody find... >> Insert the image of Faryn *here* << ...an' drag 'er outta bed. >> If she's in it, anyway. Tacked on to his somewhat eager warble is a baritone, << Might take awhile. Alida's movin' 'em to the night hearth. >>

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 Faryn doesn't so much hold up a hand as she extends her fingers slightly in an abbreviated gesture of surrender for Z'kiel's assessment and a nod. Carry on. "If that's the point," she yields, though her eyes on the bronzerider are amused, and the suggestion in her tone is that he might still be insane. Edyis, too, and Alida to round out the diadem of lunacy. And yet, Faryn reaches out to tap Zak on the hip with the back of her hand, wiggling her fingers in a gimme gesture at the bowl that Edyis has rejected, even as she says, "You sold me," with such wryness as to almost be unkind. The first piece of meat she plucks out is for herself though, just a test and a grimace, then, "Do you mind?" That's for Alida, her eyes dipping down to the hatchling as it spills out.
- "Thank you. Don't figure they'll know the difference." Z'kiel will take some of the offered tunnelsnake meat - and put the bits in his bowl. The second bowl is, indeed, handed over to Faryn without question - though there is a slightly quirked eyebrow for ''something''. It's not an unkind expression, at least. An eye is kept on the humming 'lizards, wary - and watchful, naturally. It's while the first egg splits and Alida runs down the rules - such as they are - that he steps closer to the basket. There's a mental check with his ostensibly better half, a barely perceptible nod, and he stays where he is, blowing on the bowl of stew meat and stirring it up with the tunnelsnake. "So," he finally ventures, "it's a little like dragons. But, with bribery." Deadpan, that. And then the wee one is hatched and covered in sand. Squint. "Don't eat that," is either for Faryn and her meat-sampling - or the sand-eating hatchling. Either way.
+"Thank you. Don't figure they'll know the difference." Z'kiel will take some of the offered tunnelsnake meat - and put the bits in his bowl. The second bowl is, indeed, handed over to Faryn without question - though there is a slightly quirked eyebrow for ''something''. It's not an unkind expression, at least. An eye is kept on the humming 'lizards, wary - and watchful, naturally. It's while the first egg splits and Alida runs down the rules - such as they are - that he steps closer to the basket. There's a mental check with his ostensibly better half, a barely perceptible nod, and he stays where he is, blowing on the bowl of stew meat and stirring it up with the tunnelsnake. "So," he finally ventures, "it's a little like dragons. But, with bribery." Deadpan, that. And then the wee one is hatched and covered in sand. Squint. "Don't eat that," is either for Faryn and her meat-sampling - or the sand-eating hatchling. Either way.
 "Who ever said dragons were fool-proof." Edyis snorts, grinning. She fishes out a few chunks of snake meat and cooked meat, mounding it in her palm, and studying the stuff critically. Happy thoughts seem to be no problem for the bright-eyed brownrider. Grinning at the deadpanning bronzerider. "Hey I know where you sleep, sometimes." Edyis blithely teases back at the assistant's wryness. The hatchling, and its sand eating get appropriate giggles.
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 >---< Z'kiel's Bronze >----------------------------------------<
- Why the long face? He's a chiselled, grand fellow, an incarnation of autumn's
+Why the long face? He's a chiselled, grand fellow, an incarnation of autumn's
- blazing colors: golden sunlight, scarlet leaves, pumpkin-copper, and cinnamon
+blazing colors: golden sunlight, scarlet leaves, pumpkin-copper, and cinnamon
- spice streaked broadly over the greater background of a typically-bronze hide at
+spice streaked broadly over the greater background of a typically-bronze hide at
- headknobs, over wings and upon back and flanks. There's something almost sad
+headknobs, over wings and upon back and flanks. There's something almost sad
- about his features, though; a small and natural down-turn of mouth at corners
+about his features, though; a small and natural down-turn of mouth at corners
- plus a certain canting of headknobs and eye ridges that lends him the aire of
+plus a certain canting of headknobs and eye ridges that lends him the aire of
- silent, habitual melancholy. No doubt that oddly tear-shaped blotch of
+silent, habitual melancholy. No doubt that oddly tear-shaped blotch of
- palest-bronze just beneath his left eye adds to the mystery of his apparent
+palest-bronze just beneath his left eye adds to the mystery of his apparent
- presence, as well, though he holds his lanky body upright.
+presence, as well, though he holds his lanky body upright.
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 >---< Faryn's Brown  >----------------------------------------<
- Enough might label him spindly, even bony; his dusty brown hide a sirocco-
+Enough might label him spindly, even bony; his dusty brown hide a sirocco-
- whipped chiaroscuro of parched straw, dusty umber pebbles, and eroding soil. Dry
+whipped chiaroscuro of parched straw, dusty umber pebbles, and eroding soil. Dry
- ravines wander aimlessly amidst the thirsty landscape of long limbs and tail,
+ravines wander aimlessly amidst the thirsty landscape of long limbs and tail,
- while deep-hidden moisture tinged hide slightly darker at long belly and narrow
+while deep-hidden moisture tinged hide slightly darker at long belly and narrow
- chest, deepening to fertile loam at protected creases and joints. This penury is
+chest, deepening to fertile loam at protected creases and joints. This penury is
- relieved only when shorter, but wide wings are unfurled: a dappled scattering of
+relieved only when shorter, but wide wings are unfurled: a dappled scattering of
- early autumn's colors imprinting themselves amidst the withered curl of
+early autumn's colors imprinting themselves amidst the withered curl of
- late-summer's dead leaves. Baked rust, old gold, burned copper: these surprising
+late-summer's dead leaves. Baked rust, old gold, burned copper: these surprising
- tones ride along bones, at joints, and re-awaken at trailing edges of his
+tones ride along bones, at joints, and re-awaken at trailing edges of his
- pinions. All these colors highlight and contrast the desiccation of body, the
+pinions. All these colors highlight and contrast the desiccation of body, the
- arbors of his wings giving shade and a promise of the rainy season sure to come.
+arbors of his wings giving shade and a promise of the rainy season sure to come.
- Only in the withered, dark mahogany of his claws - that coloration also found at
+Only in the withered, dark mahogany of his claws - that coloration also found at
- very tips of neckridges - can be seen the fiercest heat of the long summer that
+very tips of neckridges - can be seen the fiercest heat of the long summer that
- bore him.
+bore him.
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 >----< Edyis' Green  >----------------------------------------<
- Refined of form, lithe and long of limb and body, this dewy-eyed, vital green
+Refined of form, lithe and long of limb and body, this dewy-eyed, vital green
- lady moves with the bold energy of one that is forever-youthful. An ingenue gaze
+lady moves with the bold energy of one that is forever-youthful. An ingenue gaze
- - rather reminiscent of her dam's - is set beneath fine eyeridges arched in such
+- rather reminiscent of her dam's - is set beneath fine eyeridges arched in such
- a way as to suggest benevolently humored examination... while long, slender
+a way as to suggest benevolently humored examination... while long, slender
- headknobs dip in slightly concave fashion above. Her hide is a blossoming
+headknobs dip in slightly concave fashion above. Her hide is a blossoming
- landscape of tender greenery: first-grass' paler shoots, unfurling leaves and
+landscape of tender greenery: first-grass' paler shoots, unfurling leaves and
- buds, complex swirls of tiny ivy creepers weaving their harmony of re-awakening
+buds, complex swirls of tiny ivy creepers weaving their harmony of re-awakening
- life in complex designs... paling to sun-hazed green at shoulders and long back.
+life in complex designs... paling to sun-hazed green at shoulders and long back.
- Upon flexing claws and long, slender wings, a hue closer to champagne reigns
+Upon flexing claws and long, slender wings, a hue closer to champagne reigns
- amidst veils of rich moss and sage, touched with smudges of near-true gold...as
+amidst veils of rich moss and sage, touched with smudges of near-true gold...as
- if nascent sunlight dapples through her 'sails.
+if nascent sunlight dapples through her 'sails.
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 |mentions=A'rist, Jo, Yesia
 |type=Log
-|ooc=Mime posed with permission.
+|ooc=Mime posed with permission. As always, it seems, I'm having to re-post due to problems with proper word-wrapping. Ugh.
 |icons-new=Icon alida.jpg,  Icon edyis excited.jpg, Icon faryn.png, Icon Z'kiel.jpg, Icon alida ilicaeth come and get it.jpg,  Icon edyis akluseth firelizards.jpg,
 |log=Yes; it's 10pm or so. Sadly, babies wait for no person's schedule...and so, when Alida notices Pyrite's first indications of intent examination and un-burying of a few of her batch of 8 eggs, she has Ilicaeth send out 'invitations' to those already stationed at the Weyr. Jo's buddies aren't Weyrfolk, so their wants come second. << Pyrite's eggs're just barely movin'. >> the blue responds with a certain easy pleasure to Ahtzudaeth and Akluseth. He likes being a sort-of uncle to the tinies about to emerge. << Oh! Somebody find... >> Insert the image of Faryn *here* << ...an' drag 'er outta bed. >> If she's in it, anyway. Tacked on to his somewhat eager warble is a baritone, << Might take awhile. Alida's movin' 'em to the night hearth. >>