FTWClutch:31/NPCs
FTW Clutch 31/NPCs
Pale Blue and Red-headed Girl
The warm chocolatey shell of the See Your Name in Lights Egg begins to splinter at the top, giving way to the hatchling inside. Rather than come up that way the creature within ends up kicking out of one side and with a sudden shudder the whole egg crumbles with a loud crack, leaving a pale blue baby dragon to blink his confusion amongst the shards. It takes a few hesitation-filled moments but eventually he gets up and begins to look around. What started off slow ends quickly, for he finds a red-headed girl not too far off who's laughing with tears in her eyes while she plucks a piece of shell from his head.
Smokey Green and 'Union' Leader Boy
The party inside the La Vie Boheme egg can only be contained so long, before the cracks that have started spreading across its shell finally split apart to spill out the energetic hatchling inside. She is a smokey green, washed out like dried herbs, but that does not stop her from tumbling half way across the Sands in what may look like a little dance. That little riot of energy picks the only person who could match her; the young Candidate left from Eliyaveith's Search, the same boy who organized a sit-in in the Candidate barracks to ensure his spot on the Sands.
Midnight Blue and Young Girl
The cracks in the craters of The Only Thing to Do is Jump egg spread throughout the surface, finally waning to reveal the hatchling that lives inside of its shell. That hatchling is a midnight-blue dragonet, as round as his shell by the look of him as he waddles to his feet. There is a moment that it looks as if he'll crash into his sister from the La Vie Boheme egg as she scrabbles across his path, but instead he just seems to- slowly roll over as he stops himself. A young girl scurries forward to try to right him, bravely, and the Impression is made.
Imperious Bronze and Boy
Buttoned Up Egg tips over and doesn't so much crack as it does splinter. Tiny shard by tiny shard, the egg is broken apart, revealing a bronze hatchling who clumsily finds his feet. The little bronze squawks for attention as if calling to his chosen Candidate to come at once. When no one steps forward, the little bronze lifts his wings and makes his way /through/ the line of Candidates with ungainly, wobbling steps, heading for the exit where his other clutch siblings have already begun leaving into. Somewhere along the way he must have found his lifemate for a boy hurries out of line and joins the bronze off the Sands.
Light-hued Brown and supposed mother of Lord Astivan's son
A Spoonful of Sugar egg cracks neatly down the middle, revealing a light-hued, well-proportioned brown, who sits among the large pieces of shell and peers this way and that, trying to get his bearings. He stays there for a disconcertingly long time, then lifts himself up and begins to trot towards the Candidates... and past them, paying not a single one of them a blind bit of notice. Step, step, step, and then he sits right next to the railings, looking up into the eyes of a boy of no more than five, and for an awful moment, it looks every bit like he's chosen /him/. But no, moments pass, and motion from three rows above produces the drudge-trader-holder, whoever she is, who claims to be the mother of Astivan's firstborn son. The little boy bursts into tears, and she looks soon to follow, her features twisted with anger for the newly-hatched brown who has undeniably chosen /her/.
Identical, tiny, fragile greens and Candidates
A flurry of motion finds shards flying and two small, green bodies left in the aftermath of the explosion of one of the small, round eggs. Two? They're tiny, even for greens, and look every bit the same, their build somehow elegant even in their evident fragility. The two study each other for a few seconds, then press nose to nose in a gentle, affectionate gesture, then move off, together, in the direction of the young people. It's as they move off that it becomes clear that both the Disconcerting Conceit and Audrey II eggs have hatched, shards scattered on the sands in their wake, but theres still nothing in it to separate those two little greens. They're both quick to find their riders, and when one baby green lifts her wings in joyous discovery, it becomes evident that the undersides of her wings bear a darker colour than her sister's. Good luck telling them apart, weyrlingmasters!
Blue and Weyrbred Boy
Cast-Away Shroud Egg has been keeping quiet, maybe just a wobble or two once in a while. When the time has come for more it doesn't disappoint, toppling over onto its side and sliding a little down a little dune in the sand. It's still, the hatchling inside no doubt gaining its bearings, and then a blue paw comes through one of the 'eyes' on the shell, /crunch/. A shoulder follows and so on, and when the little blue is done he rests for a moment to catch his breath while he studies the Candidates. His scanning look freezes on a boy from the Weyr with disheveled brown hair and blue eyes, someone who might be described as average, except as he kneels to greet his new lifemate, that grin on his face is anything but.
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