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 Bye-Bye Yesterday, SP:15 {Hope's Hatching}
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 Posted: Aug 20 2016, 07:01 PM
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It came as a surprise to Rhasa when his firelizard laid eggs. He knew that fighter firelizards were capable of it, but it had never happened with Hope before. Even more surprising was when she diligently tended to her eggs. Didn't fighters normally abandon their eggs? Then again, his cyan had always been the protective and maternal sort. This might just be an extension of that. Whatever the case, he had needed to acquire a pot to fill with some warm sands where she could tend the eggs. It was better than her making a nest out of his socks, as she had done previously.

He hadn't expected them to make it. Another thing he had heard about fighter firelizards was that when they laid eggs, they were duds more often than not. The pot had been more to appease Hope and get his socks back than everything. He should have had more faith in his firelizard. Several weeks later and all four of the eggs were still healthy from what he could tell. Hope would leave them sometimes to eat, check on something, or get into her usual antics, but she always came back to them and made sure to keep them warm.

Rhasa was well aware of it when the day they would hatch arrived. Hope would not stop fussing. She fluttered about them, made excited cheeping noises, and would start humming every now and then. When the humming became more persistent, he decided to do something. The candidate stood up from where he'd been lounging on his bed and stretched. "Alright. Guess it's time to take 'em to the caverns, huh?" As much as he loved Hope, he didn't need to impress four of her children. His firelizard responded with an excited trill. She flew over to perch on his shoulder as he gently grasped the pot and lifted it.

All four of the eggs had started to rock by the time he reached the lower caverns. "No rocks then," he teased. He'd heard that some dragonkin liked to hide them among their clutch for some reason. As a firelizard, Hope didn't know exactly what he was saying, but she knew he was joking about her doing something sneaky with her clutch and gave him an offended feeling for it. She would never! She was a diligent mother who wanted the best for her children.

The candidate chuckled. Things had been rough for him as of late (did it still count as 'as of late' when 'late' meant the past few turns), but playing around with his pet took some of that tension away. So did talking to certain people. Shards, he hoped this hatching would be more stress-relieving than stressful. Rhasa set the eggs down on a table in the dining hall and stepped onto a bench. He cupped his hands around his mouth and called, "over 'ere if you want a firelizard!"

There were four rocking eggs in the pot. A smallish dark blue one, an off-white medium sized one, a similarly sized gray, and a largish egg that was pitch black. Hope glided off her human's shoulder to land beside the pot and peer down at them. They all had so much potential. It was time they prepared themselves to see the world.




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 Posted: Aug 20 2016, 07:22 PM
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A spoon full of mashed tubers smeared across the toddler's cheek as Roselle had gone to feed her daughter only for someone hollering causing the girl to look away. Shards and shells, did they really need to make a ruckus like that? Rosian did a decent job of eating on her own for the most part, but when she didn't finish enough of her food Roselle had to step in and make sure she got enough. An experience she had never faced with Tserieth, the green had always been hungry for more. Glancing around the hall she saw the culprit responsible for the messy face she would need to clean up, only to turn her head back to her daughter once more - except Rosian was no longer sitting nicely on the bench seat.

Whipping her head this way and that it took her a moment to catch sight of the young girl thanks to her height being spot on with the tables around them. Chubby hands held on to seats and their occupants as she toddled her way towards the man, his firelizard, and the pot on the table. Reaching him she grabbed whatever clothing was easy to reach and yanked before offering her arms up to him. The greenrider approached just after her daughter, scooping the girl up from behind and holding her on her hip as she sighed, "Sorry about her. Much like her father she doesn't know what a 'stranger' is."

The pot and its contents were given a brief look, "The fact that she loves everything that can walk or fly doesn't help either."


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Berry arrived from the kitchen, humming and beaming like the proud papa he was. Not all fire lizards were really known for their loyalty to their mates or offspring. Especially when females could change their minds at the next flight and eggs not laid by queens were often duds. But Berry had adored bring Hope treats and watching the eggs whenever he could. He trilled happily as he landed next to Hope, watching the eggs with bright eyes.

Dolly followed behind him from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. She grinned when she saw what was happening. About time! She'd been wondering when the eggs would hatch, even if she had been surprised at how healthy they were. She came over to smile at Rhasa, though she stayed far enough back for others to get a closer look. Adorable as they probably would be, she didn't feel the need to actually Impress Berry's children.

"Aren't they sweet?" she asked Rhasa, nodded to Berry and Hope. She couldn't wait to see the eggs hatch too. She'd have to put together some food for the little ones. Then her eyes flash brief annoyance and mischief as she slap her knee at a sudden thought. "If I'd know there would be a celebration, I would have made pie!"

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Silkie watched her brother curiously as he came in. She recalled something about his fire lizard having eggs, but hadn't really registered what that meant. She glanced around the room as he made his announcement, frowning. It didn't seem right to just give them away for free like that. Sure, just about everything around here seem to work like that, but still. Then again, how did one go about claiming one of these fire lizards? She still wasn't sure how Rhasa had ended up with Hope. She'd heard they Impressed like dragons, but how?

Finally deciding she couldn't answer those questions sitting at her table, Silkie got up and made her way closer to the eggs. She glanced at the little rocking eggs, then at Rhasa and Dolly. Her eyes narrowed, almost suspicious at seeing them together. She still wasn't sure how she felt about the rider girl, but she didn't comment on it for now.

"Hello Rhasa," she said instead, with a small smile. It was nice to see him looking happy at the moment. She didn't think she'd ever seen that before they'd come here. Somehow it made it all worth it. "Hope just gonna let you give away her children?" Cause that's really what it looked like to her.
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X’ror had been polishing off the last few tidbits on his plate when a nearby call went out. He lifted his head a fraction higher, still chewing on the tough end of a tuber—his opinion of the Daliborian cooks was not yet high, and the improperly trimmed vegetables were not to their credit—but did not have long to wait until the spreading murmurs took up the call. Firelizard eggs. The presence of several humming flits was further confirmation. The man made a thoughtful rumble in his throat as he chewed.

How much is that flitter in the window? a familiar sing-song voice piped into his brain. I do hope that flitter’s for sale… Out on her ledge, the Cyan Belialimoth stretched languidly, joyful colors rolling in her eyes.

Do you now? Her rider thought back, meticulously wiping each of his fingertips clean on a cloth. It hadn’t occurred to him that his dragon, otherwise a fickle, forgetful sort of creature, might be interested in the machinations of an even fickler, more forgetful pet. He was also quite certain that the concept of exchanging currency for goods and services, and perhaps even the concept of windows, was well beyond the simple dragon. Normally he would have hushed her away, but the thought had been on his mind since they had arrived. Firelizards could be trained to send messages. It had not been much trouble at Fort Weyr, but now he was truly outside of civilization, if the last few days were any indication. Maintaining contact with the outside world was perhaps the wisest course.

Pushing aside his plate in a clear display of ‘I am now done with this and it is someone else’s job to come clean it up,’ X’ror rose, giving his lips a final wipe with the cloth before stashing it in a pocket. He made a detour back to the kitchens to grab a meatroll, having eaten all of his before the message went out, and then followed the sound of excited prospectors and humming flits back to the dining hall. He wondered a little at the few people who already stood waiting around the table—but then, Dalibor seemed remarkably full of firelizards. He had noted even a few weyrfolk with an entire fair of them. Perhaps it was not so surprising that a hatching was not exciting news in such a place.

It took him only a moment to size Rhasa up. Clearly the handler of the mother flit, and also weyrfolk. This earned the boy a polite nod. Roselle (along with the child in her arms) and Dolphin were given a more formal, though not obsequious, bow. Silkie was not acknowledged at all, despite that she was the one he stood nearest.

“I am X’ror, rider of Cyan Belialimoth,” he informed Rhasa. “And I find myself in need of a firelizard. Preferably one that will take to carrying messages.” Despite his clipped introduction, his voice was warm and his expression was, if nothing else, at least very polite.

“What would you wager as fair price for a hatchling flit?” While one hand held the meatroll, neatly wrapped in a napkin so as not to grease his fingers, the other hand moved toward a money pouch at his belt. He pulled out a 1/2 Mark and showed it to Rhasa. More than a month’s wages for someone in his standing, X’ror estimated. It did not occur to him that the boy would be giving them away for free, nor to so much as acknowledge Hope, who had gone to all the trouble of laying them in the first place.


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 Posted: Aug 23 2016, 02:59 PM
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The announcement of a firelizard hatching was certainly enough to get Handler on her feet. The girl cheerfully abandoned her meal and scampered over to peer at the eggs with her green Wher perched on her shoulder. The pink firelizard Dragon expressed her excitement with the hatching by flying in loops around her bonded until Wher gave a sharp hiss. She might get a new youngster to care for today, so her pink daughter had better get more sensible.

Handler giggled at Dolly’s outburst. “Oh dear, not a celebration without pie!” She teased her older sibling. Dolly made excellent pies, but somehow Handler didn’t think the baby firelizards would properly appreciate them.

The other girl who walked in was given an incredulous look. “Don’t firelizards have hatchings where you come from?” She blurted, although truthfully they hadn’t been that common at Fort Hold, Handler had snuck into the hatching where she’d Impressed Wher, and Dragon had been hatched from one of the green’s rare fertile eggs.

Maybe letting the hatchling firelizards just choose whoever wasn’t common practice outside of Dalibor after all, since another of the people didn’t seem to understand the concept either. Handler looked to Rhasa, wondering if he would be tempted to exchange egg for mark, and if he did, how the rider would prevent the hatchling from just choosing someone else if it wanted to.


Not far away, in the kitchens, a nimble, pale body snaked out of its hiding place in a pot and took flight. Foo Ling Yu didn’t know what all the humans out there were so excited about, but he caught tantalising words he liked. Words like celebration and pie which meant friends and tasty treats for a cute ‘lizard.

The albino firelizard was almost disappointed to see Hope and her nest of eggs and no pies at all, but he put the word out to his bonded and the rest of the fair anyway, showing them all the rocking eggs, the cyan mother, and the gathering humans, the images overlaid oddly with his hope of pie.

There was an instant response in the form of Templar popping in and landing on the back of a nearby chair, happily informing the parents of this clutch that she was willing and able to help defend their youngsters from grasping hands if it proved necessary.

The response of his human took a little more nagging from Foo Ling Yu but eventually Jorunn showed up looking kind of rumpled with Rogue draped around her neck like a strange jewel. “Good… day” Jorunn didn’t care to estimate the time; she hadn’t come by way of the bowl to see the sun. Jorunn blinked slowly and shifted her gaze around. The firelizards she assumed to be the parents of this clutch got a smile, they were pretty cute, and most of the other humans got a confused look. The toddler got an alarmed look when Jorunn realised how close she was and she discreetly shuffled along out of the range of sticky fingers. Foo Ling Yu got a glare when Jorunn thought no one was looking. He responded by sending her an image of a pie steaming from the oven.
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A small darkhaired head perked up at the announcement of firelizards hatching. Flitter babies, during a time he was present to witness it firsthand? That didn't happen very often in Tarzlo's experience, not with his wanting to spend time with both his wherhandler mother and dragonrider cousin (who he considered more a father on an emotional level).

"Bonzo, want to come see the new babies with me?" he asked the long lean Bronze firelizard that was almost always with him, and who was currently sitting on the bench next to him. The five turn-old could not remember a time he didn't have his guardian in his life; he wasn't even a turn old when the flitter choose him. "Would you like some company when I'm in classes, like Myst does with his fair?" Not really waiting for an answer, Tarzlo got up from the weyrbrat table and walked over to where the man with the babies was at, the short legged Bonzo flail-running after him to make sure no-one accosted His and get away with it.

The boy arrived at the table in time to hear the comment from the older adult about paying money for a flit. His face fell; he didn't have any money to give the first man! But then his face brightened again; he knew who had money. "My cousin Myst has lots of money if you need some for the babies," he told Rhasa. Tarzlo was sure M'teng would give him some for a flutter baby if he asked him nicely.

Meanwhile Bonzo wrapped his tail around Tarzlo's feet, sitting next to him and glaring at any huge strange adults who came too close to His for his comfort.
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 Posted: Aug 25 2016, 11:21 PM
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Warmth was something that Aesidhe couldn't seem to get enough of lately. She sat partially curled up and covered in a beaten and patched-up jacket that hung loose over the folds of her skirts where she had pulled her knees up closer to her chest. The branches of her arms criss-crossed over each other loosely to form a delicate cage wrapped in the sleeves of her clothing and dark hair which spilled out of its messy attempt at being confined to a bun. The pile had once been more neatly place atop her head, but now it had slid down towards the side before letting loose tendrils to curl about her ear and against her neck and shoulder.

Somewhere beyond her current capability of sight there came a boisterous and determined call for anyone within hearing. Firelizards? Aesidhe had seen the creatures in her travels. In the Weyr and Holds they had been popular pets, and among the caravans they had been useful tools as well as companions. More than once Aesidhe had even found herself wondering what it would be like to find her mind enraptured by one of their own. Tied as closely as those bonds were, would she feel comfortable with the change? Her head canted to one side in a sudden and birdlike motion as the notion floated through her cranial space once more, and this time its passing motion was followed with her unfurling her body from its position to stretch out with languid ease.

Excited wonder pitched through her stomach to make her heart leap in its elaborate display of pulsating and skipping beats with every step she took closer to the group. One look cast around quickly told the trader that this was not going to be a one-for-one situation. There was no exchange that was to be had where showing up, alone gained you a prize. Was this how the dragon and wher candidates felt as they stood waiting on those too hot sands? Roving eyes flitted over the trembling forms of eggs whose shells bulged with the efforts of tiny, unhatched bodies before tracing back to the mother. Was it normal to say something to the cyan as it was when being around the clutches of larger dragon-kin? There were so many things that Aesidhe still had to learn of the Weyr and life here. Few were subjects that she could call old-hat and fully understood.

Once some of the words had been caught however, a new and uncertain look was given towards each before she settled on the eggs again with an incredulous gaze. She had heard of people bargaining for or selling eggs sure. It had happened often with those that had firelizards who could clutch well enough to promise a profit, and even the sweet creatures were not always safe from the greed of people. In a Weyr though were those same ideals kept? Aesidhe, for whatever reason had sunken into her head, had assumed that things would be different here. Besides, if the firelizards really were the precursors to their draconic-kin, and the recent hatching she had seen been any indication, then nothing could really stop the newborns from doing whatever they pleased. And scorch the rest of the humans then for thinking them capable of being bought, as if the choice was ever really theirs.
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Well, he had definitely succeeded in getting people's attention. The first person to make that clear wasn't actually one that he'd been hoping to attract. Someone as young as Rosian was a little too young to impress a firelizard in his eyes. But she was a child, so he obliged her presence. He raised an eyebrow when his pants leg was tugged on before crouching down and smiling. That smile was then turned to the woman who came to retrieve the girl. "It's fine," he assured Roselle. "You can stay and watch, if you want. Try and impress one."

He didn't get to pour all his attention onto the first pair to arrive. That wasn't surprising, considering that he'd gone out of his way to draw people's attention. Besides, the next people to arrive were very important. Hope squeaked happily at Berry and reached out to nuzzle him. Feelings of excitement and joy were projected toward him. Berry was there, and where Berry was, Dolly was as well. Rhasa stepped up onto the table itself, walked across it, and took a seat across from the pot of eggs. "They are," he told her. "I don't mind the absence of pies, by the way. It's amazing that you can cook them as well as you do and still have time to sleep." He smiled at her, nearly chuckled, but didn't quite. Funny as the statement may seem, he did mean it. "Besides, we couldn't have known they'd all hatch." Hope was a miracle maker.

His sister made her presence known soon as well. Smiling - she'd always been the one who smiled most on the island. He was too bitter and Lorkis was too broken. This smile was small, like so many others, but it still meant something. Her question made him snort. "Well, I know I don't need four more firelizards. Besides, I think she trusts their judgement." Then, because he couldn't just leave it at that, he nudged the pot forward slightly and raised an eyebrow. "Of course, you could try to impress them if you're worried. How 'bout it, Silkie? Gonna form a mob?" He had no way to make all four impress his sister, but it was fun to tease.

The next person made his eyes widen in surprise. He held his hand up in a gesture that was part placating, part 'stop'. "They're free," he told X'ror. "I mean, have you seen this place? Flits everywhere. Wouldn't be fair to charge. Can't guarantee one will impress you, though. That's up to them." When Tarzlo arrived a moment later, he repeated, "no charge."

After that, there was no more time for talking. It was time for action. The largest egg broke first, a giant crack splintering across the shell and cutting it in half. However, it didn't break. Not yet. Instead, the gray egg came to meet the world first. A pinkish paw smashed through the shell. The hole rapidly expanded, allowing the first of the firelizards to come tumbling out. Or more accurately, almost tumbling. He caught himself just in time to avoid stumbling. The burgundy flared his wings out and gave a low, playful hiss. The humans were ignored for the time being. Instead, he began walking in circles around the other eggs.

The off-white egg was rocking vigorously. Such movement attracted the burgundy, who came up and tapped on it with one of his paws. That sent the egg topping to the side and into the smallest eggs. Both eggs smashed open in a flurry of shells. The burgundy squeaked and jumped back to avoid the shower. A small blue and large green were left in the wreckage, both stunned, but largely unharmed.

They were largely unharmed because they had gotten very lucky. What that burgundy had pulled was not okay. The first egg to crack finally decided to reveal it's occupant. The crack in the middle grew into a proper hole. Once enough shards of shell had crumbled away, the two crescent shaped egg halves fell away. In the place of the black egg stood an intricately striped yellow. He wasted no time in marching right up to the burgundy. His march was accompanied by distinctly scolding chirps. When he reached the firelizard himself, he was bopped on the head. What reckless behavior! Not only could his siblings have been hurt by his reckless behavior, but he could have been hurt by the flying shards! Completely unacceptable!

The burgundy didn't cower, but he did him the decency to look ashamed. He lowered his head to make it look like he was preening his darker colored chest. With a huff at the burgundy and one last chirp, the yellow marched over to the other two. The green had already gotten to her feet. She may have been mistaken for a cyan if not for the yellow-green that formed stripes across her body and points on her nose and front legs. She was nosing her brother, who slowly got to his legs himself. When he reached them, yellow nudged the blue and gave a worried croon.

The blue fluttered his wings and sent them a reassuring feeling. He was fine, really. Just a little clumsy. To prove his point, he began to make his way over to the humans. Humans. Humans would have food. Food sounded like a good idea right now, so if he chose one of the humans, he could get some food. A sensible human. Someone he could work well with. Someone who wouldn't be too disappointed with him, hopefully. After a little searching, he came to a stop in front of X'ror. Hello there. He knows he doesn't look like much, but if you work with him, he might have some stuff to teach you.

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Personality: Like his green sister, this blue is easy to overlook. He is quiet and doesn't enjoy confrontation. Also like his sister, he shouldn't be underestimated. It won't take him long to prove himself as an asset to his human through his keen observation skills. This firelizard can notice even the tiniest of details and remember that information for a time when it may be useful. While not outwardly intimidating, he can be utterly ruthless when in a pinch. He strikes fast and with an unnerving calm. All of this potential and he doesn't really think he's useful in any way. With the right human, he may eventually be brought to think otherwise.

Inspiration: Assassination Classroom's Nagisa Shiota, a blossoming 'assassin' who needs to love himself.


Now that the flood gates were open, the rest of the clutch sprang into action. The green happily jumped down from the pot and began skittering about. She wandered through the humans and cheeped at them. Roselle and Jorunn in particular got moments of pause, but she wanted to give everyone a good look over. Give them all a chance. Meanwhile, the burgundy carefully lowered himself to the table and began to stalk around, eyes far more cunning than they ought to be. He paused before each person he saw, judging. But judging what? The yellow, meanwhile, perched on the rim of the pot and watched. One could never underestimate the power of observation. Of course, taking action was just as important, but he wanted to test the waters first. See where the greatest challenge may be.




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Delicate cracks spider-webbed along the pristine shells to reach widely across the eggs' surface, each path growing and dissolving into further excitement and anticipation. Aesidhe couldn't help but hold her breath in ragged bursts. She was not quite capable of holding it completely without break, but often it was as if her focus was so great that basic necessities were forgotten. Palms slipped across the surface of the table she leaned on now while she watched, and with mild irritation as well as curiosity, she realized that they had begun to grow slick with sweat.

Furious movements were made to dry them in the folds of her skirt before she tugged her gaze back up towards the hatching firelizards, this time to see one of the eggs breaking open in a shower of grey shards. From within, a burgundy tumbled out into the world before catching himself quickly, avoiding the crisis of looking the fool. The trader let her eyes take in the way its wings unfurled to span outward and show off the semi-transparent sails where light could just barely be seen filtering through from the other side. Looking at them now, even with that ungainliness of birth, she could understand how the weyr and holdfolk loved them so.

Being cute however, did not mean that they were void of destructive qualities. Aesidhe snorted in her quiet observations, tipping her head before craning it to see past the people who seemed to gather together closer and inch forward as two more firelizards joined the first. Thankfully, neither of the newly hatched babes were injured, and she slipped delicately past the emotion of worry to settle more comfortably in one of gentle amusement. After all, the yellow had hatched now, and with it came a scolding that clearly put the burgundy back in his place. Or, at least the reddish hued male tried to show that it felt remorse for its actions, though Aesidhe found herself wondering if it actually did feel bad or was just trying to persuade the yellow to believe it so.

A moment passed in relative ease while the four firelizards got to their feet once more and move on with their contemplation. The future was going to be a major change, more so even than it could be for humans. Like with whers, firelizards did not need a human to bond with, but she thought it was uncommon to see them prefer a feral life. That left a choice which would bind them for life to a specific person. As newly hatched babes, were they really ready for that kind of decision? How did they know which one was right? The questions flitted through her mind as she found herself enthralled with watching the burgundy, yellow, and green who remained in the remnants of their nest. Blue wings caught her attention for a second as the first impression was made, and Aesidhe even smiled towards what looked like a rider, but just as quickly her eyes were back on the hatching to see what would happen next.
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Unperturbed, the rider pocketed his coin and inclined his head in Rhasa’s direction. He couldn’t say that he understood—even if a Weyr kept its ‘folk well-fed, it seemed foolish to turn down easy money. Was it lack of initiative, or a driving desire to do the right thing? X’ror was leaning towards the latter. Even a lazy fool was perfectly capable of accepting money for nothing. It raised his estimation of Rhasa a notch, and he would be sure to remember it, should there come a time when he could return a favor.

The cracking of eggs stilled further thoughts. Like the rest of them, X’ror found himself leaning in to get a better view, though remembering that he was a good deal taller sent him back to his heels. He hadn’t given much thought to the mental faculties of flits—did they reach out as a dragon did? Or was it simply whoever stuffed food into its mouth first that it would bind to? Whatever the inclinations of babes, he would not be first in line only by dint of being larger. It would be ungentlemanly.

Luck, it seemed, favored such an approach. A little Blue approached him and, as easily as if he were remembering a long-ago friend, joined its brain seamlessly to his. Despite himself, X’ror smiled. It was a pleasant little mind to have intruding into his thoughts—deferential, observant, humble. With the practiced ease of a man who had cared for its much larger cousin, the rider offered a cupped hand to the hatchling, the other proffering the meatroll.

“There now, little beast. That will do nicely,” he told it gently, holding tight to the roll so that he could tear into it with his little talons and teeth. X’ror took a step back, glancing over the rest of the clutch before refocusing on the one that had chosen him. He may not have been quite as flashy as his sport of a sibling, or as outgoing as the Burgundy, but a good solid Blue felt… fitting. Most of the creatures in his life had been so. He thought quickly over possible names, though it did not bother him especially that it fit this flit in particular more than others.

Cantrip is your name, he told it, then looked back out at the waiting assembly, then to the wandering hatchlings. With his own flit taken care of, he could observe what happened to the others. Cantrip, for his part, had also become an observer, his keen eyes flicking between his three siblings. Who would they choose? He knew something of each of them, but not of each of their choices. So they too became objects of his scrutiny.


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Dolly blushed a little at the compliment from Rhasa. "I have had a lot of practice, she admitted, beaming. A lot of people seemed to like her pies, now that she was getting much better at them. Of course her other cooking skills still needed a lot of work. It was hard to get time to practice between wing drills sometimes. She watched Hope and Berry nuzzle. "I might still have time to make a little one for Hope later," she added thoughtfully. "She really is an amazing mother." Not many clutches from greens or cyans tended to survive or even contain live eggs.

Berry chirped hopefully at that and Dolly giggled. "And one for you too, Berry," she promised. He was the proud father, after all.

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It hadn't occured to Silkie that the fire lizards might choose their people much like dragons did. Maybe it was different at a Weyr or Hold. Otherwise she imagined more people on the island would have Impressed wild ones. The idea of her brother ended up with a whole family of them was pretty amusing though, and she found herself smiling again at the thought. She wasn't sure how she felt about it though. She eyed the pot suspiciously and wrinkled her nose at Rhasa for teasing.

"I don't know," she admitted, eyeing the eggs. She liked Hope and a lot of the other fire lizards. But she wasn't sure she needed a pet. Though it might be good practice if she ever really did Impress a dragon someday.

Suddenly the eggs started shaking even more and Silkie watched with wide eyes. In someways it was even more exciting than watching the babies dragons. Here she was so close to the eggs that it felt far more personal. The babies antics were pretty animated for just born creatures too. So much more intelligence and personality than newly hatched wherries or whersports.

Curiosity got the better of her, and Silkie leaned forward despite herself. She wasn't sure what the rules were for baby fire lizards, but judging from the blue one, they just did whatever they wanted. She was most interested in the burgundy one at first. Poor fellow seemed to have been shunned by his siblings and she knew a bit what that was like. It was hard being the odd person out. Not really sure if she should, Silkie lowered herself onto a bench so she could see him closer. "You're a clever one, aren't you?" she guessed, speaking softly. He did seemed to be looking at everyone very intently.
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Rhasa offered a small smile and nod at the first successful impression. However, most of his attention remained on the women he was speaking too. Hope was able to figure out that she was being talked about and fluttered over to Dolly's shoulder. She briefly perched there and licked her cheek before flying back over to Berry. Her human chuckled at the sight. "Looks like she likes that idea." He reached out and gently scratched under her chin. It wasn't surprising that she was a good mother. She had saved his life, after all.

To Silkie, he gave an amused snort. "Doesn't matter if you know," he said. "If you have food and... whatever they look for, you'll do. Hope certainly didn't ask." His smile fell. He had not wanted the cyan when she attached herself to him. Why would he? Firelizards were like miniature dragons and he had been so convinced that dragons were evil. He'd been such a bitter bastard and she'd determinedly stuck with him all the same. If he had known Dolphin and Sutiexth back then, what would he think of them? Heck, what would he think of himself?

The candidate looked back at the roaming firelizards to distract himself. Hope gave him a concerned look only to be distracted by the antics of his children. The burgundy stopped in front of Silkie when she addressed him, considering. She wasn't sure she liked that look on his face. She took a few cautious steps toward her son, only for him to turn around and glower at her. An abrasive feeling was projected her way. Honestly, did he had no faith in him!? He wasn't going to do anything bad. This human didn't seem like someone who deserved bad things. He was just inspecting. Trying to figure out what karma dictated she did deserve. Hope tensed and continued to favor her son with an uncertain look. That caused him to let out an agitated hiss.

The green hatching stilled at the sight of the confrontation. She began to edge forward, only for a yellow tail touching her flank to still her. The yellow had finally climbed down from the pot and the approaching the burgundy. Hope walked back to Berry, confident that the situation was handled. Meanwhile, the green went back to pacing in front of the humans. She kept giving them playful chirps and occasionally batting at their clothing. It would take a particularly keen observer to notice how her eyes kept flickering back at the burgundy and yellow. Perhaps there was more cunning to this one than meets the eye.

Sharp teeth were flashed in the yellow's direction as the burgundy lunged forward. The yellow was not impressed. He slid to the side and gave the burgundy a hard bop on the head. The burgundy hissed, to which the yellow responded by baring his teeth and releasing a deep growl. Slowly, the burgundy lowered his head and inched backwards. He didn't like this, but he wasn't an idiot. He'd just need to find a different way to teach this fat lizard a lesson. The yellow, meanwhile, went from looking very intimidating to very pleased and proud. He let out a mirthful noise and bopped the burgundy on the head, much more gently this time. While the burgundy let out a half-hearted growl, he sent a prompting feeling toward him. Go on, go find your human. If he was going to insist on staying and causing more trouble, he was going to take advantage of it and groom him.

The burgundy gave one final huff before storming back over to Silkie. He didn't get to finish inspecting her before he was so rudely interrupted. He sat down beside her and slowly tilted his head. Clever, yes, he was very clever. Glad that she could recognize it as well - not everyone could. She seemed clever as well. Clever and... the burgundy suddenly stood back up, flaring his wings and hissing. Bullied! Too many people judging her, hurting her, pushing her around and thinking they'd get off scott-free. Well, he had something to say about that. The burgundy scurried up Silkie's arm and made the bond in a flash. Don't worry, he's here now. Maybe you can repay him with some food. That sounds like a good idea.

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Personality: If the word 'scary' were ever to be used to describe a firelizard, this burgundy might be one of the best fits. There is something deeply unnerving about the touch of his mind. He does not flinch from danger and takes a certain level of enjoyment out of seeing people suffer. However, he has a surprisingly strong level of control over his violent impulses and prefers to channel them into a good cause. The burgundy has a strong sense of justice and can be expected to lash out at anyone with pushes around someone weaker than them for no good reason. If you ask him, it's just what they deserve. Once you get to know him, it will be revealed that not only is he devilishly intelligent, but he has the potential to be a good friend.

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Dolly beamed at Hope's show of affection. It definately felt like high praise coming this fire lizard. She wasn't sure she'd seen the cyan land on anyone except Rhasa. "As soon as your little ones are bonded and fed, I'll get cooking!" she promised. Nothing made her happier than making sure people, and fire lizards, were well fed and appreciated.

Berry nuzzled Hope and crooned soothingly. No need to get upset. See the children were finding their bonds. He was a little bothered by their arguing too, but it seemed to work itself out now. Seemed like they just needed to get the drama out of their systems.

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Silkie frown thoughtfully. She didn't have any food on her, but that didn't seemed to have stopped the blue hatchling earlier. She wondered absently if she had something a fire lizard would be looking for. What did they look for anyway? Someone who could feed them, no doubt. Though Hope always struck her as wanting to be with her brother for more than just food. It was something else. Some kind of loyalty she was still trying to get her head around. Loyalty didn't really exist where she came from. Not even among family.

The burgundy hatchling had looked at her for a moment, then he'd turned away. She sighed. Maybe he hadn't liked her after all. He seemed to be getting into some kind of fight with Hope and the yellow hatchling. She briefly glanced at Rhasa worriedly, wondering if someone should stop them. She didn't want any of them to get hurt, but she didn't like the idea of getting her hand clawed up either.

But the confrontation didn't last long. The burgundy had come back over to look at her again. Silkie gave him a small, nervous smile. Sure he'd given his sibling a hard time, but she still liked him. She leaned back sharply when he hissed, her breath catching. Maybe he didn't like her back? No, that wasn't it. She froze as he climbed up her arm, feeling the sudden rush of his mind. It was both shocking and nice at the same time. She smile a little wider than before and reached up to rub her new friend with a finger.

"Thank you," she told him sincerely. She really didn't know what else to say. She felt honored by her new protector and that didn't seem like such a bad thing. She also guessed the hungry twinge must be from him too and glanced over at Rhasa and Dolly? "So," she started with a happy, but questioning look. "What does he eat?" She tried to remember if she'd ever seen Rhasa feed Hope, but she didn't think she had.

Dolly beamed at her, delighted the other girl had a companion now. "Hang on, I'll get some meat for him." She smiled an apology to Rhasa before hurrying into the kitchen to get frish chopped meat for the new hatchlings. No doubt the rest of the kitchen staff already had some ready. They were quick about these things.

While she waited, Silkie tried to think of a good name for her new friend. Naming things wasn't exactly something she was used to. Names like Fire and Red came to mind, but seemed too bland. Besides, he was almost more pink, than red. Then she got an idea. "Brave," she decided with a small smile. Because with him around, she was pretty sure she could be.
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Bouncing the nearly three turn old on her hip she shook her head, "I don't think I could handle having more mouths to feed between my own pets, Rosian, and her pillie. Thankfully they're all rather self sufficient except for this little monster here." A grin as she leaned in and pressed her lips to one of Rosian's chubby cheeks before blowing air to draw a giggle from the girl. Lifting her head some she whispered to her daughter, "I'll let you down if you can behave, alright?"

"Am good girl!" Rosian's face lit with a sense of pride as she nodded then wiggled until she was settled onto the floor. As soon as she was standing without being hindered by her mother she took a tiny step forward to stare at the pot and firelizards. Pointing at the green one she grinned up at Roselle, "Baby reeth!"

"She is green like Tserieth, good job. But this green won't get as big as mommy's dragon." Chuckling she watched as Rosian seemed to consider this before holding her hands in front of her while watching the green, adjusting her hands closer together before pulling them further apart. Further and further still before she looked back up to her mother.

"This big?" Eyes flicked between the green and Roselle, hands dropping before she even got an answer as she suddenly seemed to notice the yellow. "Like flowers! Ohhhhh!"

"Shhhh, you don't want to distract the babies hun. It is quite pretty though, isn't it?" Shifting herself down to one knee she squatted down to be the same height as her daughter, enjoying how taken the girl was by the firelizards.


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Moments crept by before action once again resumed in its frenzied state. Well, perhaps frenzied wasn't the best way to describe the resulting behaviors of the firelizards, but it certainly was something to see the burgundy, yellow, and green interact. Aesidhe tilted her head ever so slightly in quiet and patient intrigue before she shifted. Slowly her eyes lowered to where her feet had found themselves planted against the floor, and then a look was cast back over her shoulder at the space where she had been sitting. So, she apparently had gotten up without meaning to as the burgundy chose his human finally.

As the girl and her new pet bonded, Aesidhe watched that interchange between emotions and happenings with no small sense of wonder. Was a connection to one of these creatures so strong? She found herself almost aching to discover the truth for herself, but she quickly batted that desire down with the multitude of other thoughts that had been swirling about her head as of late. Another step was taken closer to where the green and yellow remained. There was this invisible pull that she could not fully describe between the hatchlings and those watching them, waiting either patiently or not to see what they would do next. Nearby the sound of a child gasping out excited words towards the green drew her attention for a moment before smiling softly despite herself.

Then the yellow was taken into account too, and a part of Aesidhe melted as she remembered the joyous faces of the family she had lost. There had been children there too; bright spots that had been worth so much potential and possibility, extinguished in one terrible event. She grew somber at the thought and bent slightly towards Rosian as if in quiet conspiracy. "Yes. It is like flowers, ain't it? Kinda like Rukbat too. All bright and warm. Maybe if you're really good, one of 'em will come and say hello?" It was a good thought. Even if there were a grain of falsehood within, there was always the chance of hope to make it worth while. Besides, Aesidhe had a sneaking suspicion that whoever the firelizards bonded to wouldn't pass up an opportunity to make a kid happy with something as simple as letting them meet their new partner. She certainly wouldn't. Not for a smile like that.

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Tarzlo nodded at Rhasa's words about marks. "'Kay," the boy told him, relieved that he didn't have to pay anything. While he knew his older cousin would give him the money (or so he thought), Tarzlo figured by the time he tracked the man down to get the marks all the flitters would be gone. And that wouldn't do at all; he wanted at least a chance at one.

The young boy returned his attention to the young babies, marveling at how pretty they were. "Do you like any of them, Bonz? Think any of them want to play with us?" giving his Bronze a scritch behind the headknobs. The firelizard had decided to stand up on his hind legs behind His, holding onto the small boy's shirt with his front paws, and looking over His' shoulder while using his wings and tail for balance.

Tarzlo had long since grown past the stage where he was the same size as his Bronze, but was still many many turns from being big enough to allow his flitter to ride his shoulders comfortably. This would have to do as an alternative for seeing some things up close, until his boy grew too big for even that to work. The Bronze wished to get a better idea of what kind of flitters these babies were before deciding if he wanted one to join them (not that he or his boy had final say on that, of course.)

Meanwhile Tarzlo reached a hand up to where the Yellow flitter was at, to allow it to sniff him like a canine if it wanted to. He knew not to actually touch a flitter without permission; being around his. cousin's growing fair taught him that. But if it - or the baby Green - wanted a little scritch before going on to their people, he could give them one.
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Hope let out a little huff and leaned into Berry's touch. She knew they were finding their bonds and could handle themselves, but she was worried. They were such a lively bunch. What if they got themselves or others hurt? She had been worried about her burgundy son in particular, but with his impression to Silkie, it looked like she didn't need to be. The uncomfortable feelings she'd been getting from her human lessened at the sight.

"Thanks," he called to Dolly as she ran off to get meat. Shards, meat. He knew he'd missed something. Rhasa didn't know much about firelizard hatchings in the Weyr. He'd just sort of assumed that the people who wanted the firelizards would take care of it themselves. If it happened again, he would have to be more thoughtful. And concise. He didn't know how his sister could think they'd eat anything but meat, but apparently, that was a thing that needed to be clarified as well.

"Always assume the worst of people." That was something he'd said before, during the times it hurt to think about. When he'd said it, he had been referring to thinking everyone is an idiot of rotten character until proven otherwise. Silkie was not stupid. She just didn't have a lot of experience with certain things. Heck, he didn't either. That wasn't the same thing as stupid. Perhaps it wasn't fair to assume the worst. A thought that never would have crossed his mind a few turns ago. (Was that really still him though?) "Nice name. I don't know if 'Brave' fits him though - might've gone with 'Deviant'." A mildly teasing voice that betrayed nothing of his thoughts. Hopefully.

Of course, there was more drama than what was happening in Rhasa's little bubble and he wasn't the one most of the crowd had come here for. The green took a few dainty steps toward the mother and daughter. She looked almost entirely the same as she had moments ago. It was her eyes that betrayed her. The reds of hunger had gained pinpricks of yellow, all covered by a glassy mist of contented blue as she tried to hide her feelings. You'd have to look closely to know that something was off. That was the thing about this firelizard - no one ever knew. No one knew who she was and that could be as dangerous as any dagger. She crooned sweetly at Rosian, as if her eyes weren't making their bizarre display. Aesidhe's arrival caused the yellow to brighten before she hurriedly covered it back up. So many people. Did they of the threat lurking among them?

Now that the burgundy had chosen his bonded, the yellow turned his attention to his remaining sibling. She kept up her facade as one relaxed and enchanted by the humans as he approached. Then, when he was but an inch away, she hissed and jumped to face the yellow. Did he think he could attack her as well? Did he think she had not seen what he was capable of!? Oh, he was kind, but kindness was not enough. Not when his little display with her brother showed how willing to interfere he was. How much stronger than them was he? What else was he capable of and willing to do?

While the green was writing with suspicion, the yellow felt concern. She was right in that he was big and bad. However, he also considered his siblings his charges until they had found their humans. Right now, she was putting off securing food and safety to confront him. He inched forward with a concerned croon. When she swiped at him, he swapped. The yellow sat down in a placating gesture and sent an image of the humans her way. Go choose one of those? Please? They'd have food and everything she needed to stay safe and healthy.

The green growled. Choose a human? That was just what he'd told her brother to do. How did she know he wasn't planning to pull something after she'd chosen? Anyone who could intimidate that burgundy was a force to be reckoned with. She bore her teeth and hissed what could only be a refusal. No. She was hungry and needed warmth and companionship, but she would not give up so easily. No. She shot an image of the humans with a pushing feeling his way. Him first.

With that, the yellow found himself stuck between a rock and a hard place. If he impressed first, there was no guarantee that the green would follow. If he didn't she would definitely go wild. It wasn't the risk of her attacking him that he worried about, but her continued well-being. That meant there could only be one choice.

He rose to his feet and sent the green a feeling of calm and acceptance. Then he turned to the humans. All this time he had been watching, uninvolved as he may have been. There was one human among the group that he felt needed his guidance above the others. He walked right up to Aesidhe and sent her entwined feelings of concern, love, protection, and hunger. He would like to stay until his sister impressed, but after, could she get him some food?

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Personality: An angrier yellow there has never been. Or at least, that's the image he likes to put off. He's big, he's threatening, you do not want to mess with him if you know what's good for you. Never mind that he's a little silly. Okay, very silly. He possesses a playful streak a mile wide and a relentless love of life. He wants to enjoy himself, but more than that, he wants to teach. Both a guardian and a guide, he is surprisingly wise and will try to offer guidance to anyone who needs it. Sometimes these lessons will include some harsh truths or unexpected methods. That's fine. As long as the person he was watching has learned and grown, he's done his job. He sees you and will do everything he can to do good by you. The only time he gets truly angry is when someone he considers to be under his care is threatened. Perhaps that explains some of his act. Would you threaten someone in the care of something truly terrifying?

Inspiration: Assassination Classroom's Korosensei, the best teacher to ever destroy the moon and teach a class to kill him.


The green in question couldn't help but stare at the new impression. He... had actually listened to her? It took a moment for her to register that that was a thing that had happened. Once she did, she began taking slow steps back toward the humans. Now that he had impressed, there was nothing holding her back, right? She could impress? Roselle would find a mind reaching out to her with a hungry and loving mind tainted by the lingering confusion. She had no desire to bond to a child, which was good, because a young one may not be able to handle her. There was no denying that the pair was sweet. Maybe they could be her friend?

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Impresses: Roselle

Personality: This green is one with the potential to be a wonderful friend. She is sweet, supportive, and there when you need a shoulder to cry on. Not particularly dramatic, it would be easy to ignore her when compared to some of Dalibor's other firelizards. That would be a mistake. You see, this girl is full of secrets. She possesses an incredible talent for acting. She'll play you just the way she wants, wait for the right moment to strike, and let nothing slip. Most of the time it's all light-hearted, but when there's revenge to be had, she gets serious. This firelizard is one who doesn't forget and doesn't forgive. She is sweet at the core. Just don't give her a reason to show you anything but that sweetness.

Inspiration: Assassination Classroom's Kaede Kayano, the main character who some didn't even realize was a main character until it was too late.


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Waves of emotion found their way on strong tendrils of thought that wrapped themselves around her mind and even further to something that Aesidhe could not quite place. There was a concept there that would be left to question later, but for now all she felt was a small flicker of completeness that accompanied the bond that settled into place. And it was settled, gently and comfortingly with tender moments of concern when her first thought was to grow anxious and confused. No, she didn't need to be afraid. That was not what the yellow wanted. He was here to guide her, to protect her.

As she finally stepped forward to open trembling fingers and let the firelizard creep onto them quietly, she noted the way his attitude changed to one that was more proactive. He would fix this. It would take time, but he would help to fix his human. There were pieces here. He could see them rather clearly now, and he would help her to see them too. Even the ones that she herself did not believe existed anymore. His chittering came as a coaxing note now as he watched his last sibling impress with an approving note, and then just as easily he turned his attention back on his human girl to press against her hand. Now, it was time to feed him.

Aesidhe found herself nodding, subdued in her response as she cradled the hatchling in her palms against her chest. It was an easy matter to clamber up from there to her shoulder, and from that point to curl his thin tail across her neck and to nuzzle against her temple. See, they fit together well. He would be the voice in her ear, and the guiding light when she couldn't see the way. You're like a guardian. The firelizard trilled in response. Guardian? Was that a good name? She had never considered that a word that represented so much could make for one, and yet it seemed to fit. Guardian. Although, maybe for short she could just call him Dia. Again, the firelizard trilled. As long as she was calling for him, that was fine by the yellow.
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