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 Bugging out, Su:16; Cloak's first Clutch
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 Posted: Feb 8 2017, 09:32 PM
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It was time for Cloak to act.

For weeks the pillie had felt the burden of her eggs growing inside her, weighing her down during her daily spying rounds. But now her instincts told her it was time to lay those selfsame eggs that evening and make them someone else's responsibility. Though she was planning on seeing if any of them could be integrated somehow into her plans after they had bonded; perhaps they would have found people with lots of secrets for her to learn.

But first, she needed to get down to the lake as quickly as possible from the lair of her bonded. To that end the Gray poked the giant mobile wall that Hers took care of, and that would take her down to the water far quicker than her walking would accomplish. (Though why did the giant flying walls make their homes so far above the perfectly good lake beneath them, given how often said walls liked to swim in them? It was a mystery to her, and the other pillies she mentioned this to.) Cloak would've poked her bonded instead to do as she asked, but Hers was not in their lair at the moment.

Lielielielielie, she sent to him mentally, trying to wake him up. I need to go down to the lake now, big green wall, she told him. Lielielie, This can't wait! Unfortunately for Cloak, the big mobile walls were almost impossible for a pillie to communicate with under the very best of circumstances; at this time the wall was asleep so she was unable to get him to even notice her, let alone do as she wished.

When Hers did suddenly appear from whatever place he went to, the speckled Gray ran to him, relieved that someone she could talk with was now her to do her bidding. Lielielielielie, she informed him, transmitting images to him of what she wanted. "Oh, it's that time for you, huh, girl?" E'do asked her rhetorically; he had kept track of the days since her run, and figured out approximately when his oldest pet would be laying her clutch.

E'do mentally poked his dragon to wake him up. "Up, tinbritches. The pillie needs to lay her eggs now, and I'd prefer she not do it here, since I don't quite have enough room right now for more bugs bonding to me." Three bugs were enough for him right now, though he suspected Cloak had other ideas about that.

Waking his Viridian grump up from his nap, E'do convinced the beast to carry both him and the pillie down to the lake, at the end where the Candidate and Weyrlings Barracks were located. Once there, Alfonth released Cloak onto the shore to make her nest, while his rider dismounted and found a rock to sit on and keep watch over the show. After a while, E'do noted his pille was about ready to clutch, so he gave his dragon the command to notify the Weyr, so those who wanted their own pillie could come and try for one.

Everyone! Alfonth called into the minds of the Weyr's denizens. There is a pillie clutching at the lake now, giving the location where they were at in his message. If you wish one, come now; perhaps Yours is here now waiting for you. There wouldn't be many today; Grays were the subqueens of their species and thus didn't have as large a clutch as the Ambers. But there'd likely be enough for anyone coming tonight to perhaps get one.

If they hurried, that was.
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Event with the many pillies located around the Weyr, pillie Hatchings were rather rare with there being far more fireliard and Dragon Hatchings than there were pillie Hatchings per turn at least ones that wound up on the beaches of the Weyr Lake. Of course with Carissa’s Black pillie actually catching a female, with an odd taste in what she considered a good qualifier for who win her attentions for at least one run.

Regardless of what Carissa thought about the female that Parvelet caught, she still had at least a passing interest in how the Grey’s clutch would turn out even if she didn’t get one herself when when the Grey’s clutch was announced. Though she did think it would be nice to get another pillie, she would rather come away without getting one if she couldn’t stand the pillie’s personality, after all she had Favbar already and that was enough most of the time. Though in all fairness Favbar was more under control, well more specifically his trading and collecting habits, than he was a few turns ago so she might be able to deal with a pillie if it came to that. That was in the future, and wasn’t even something that would happen as the Greenrider walked up to the section of Weyr Lake beach that the Hatching was shortly to take place on.


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I fancy a swim. Sixwith suddenly declared from their weyrledge where she had been peering down at the bowl. It wasn't as if her rider wasn't aware of what was actually going on at the lake, she had heard the viridian's announcement just as clearly as her tan had. If Sixwith was under the delusion that they were going to go and possibly Impress one of those bugs she was even crazier than Frayya had previously thought. A few more stitches were worked into the cloth she was mending before she set it down and looked towards the ledge; she offered a cool smirk while arching a well groomed brow, "Ghosts cannot swim."

As if she had considered this Sixwith offered in kind, Of course not but if I concentrate I can make waves. Waves! Everyone would be so startled. Standing up on the ledge Sixwith stretched her wings out as much as she was able to in the somewhat limited space, Come, Alfonth's would like to see you. Just do not tell him it is me stirring up the water.

Though she had no desire to have one of the creepy crawly bugs it was a decent night out, and E'do was one of the few people in the Weyr she could tolerate outside of what her duties required. Setting her stitching aside completely she stood, ran her fingers through her hair and then made her way out to the ledge. Stepping up on the offered forearm she thought better than to point out to the tan for the millionth time that being able to ride her proved she wasn't actually a ghost. Instead she settled in between her dragon's neck ridges and enjoyed the glide down to the weyrbowl in silence. Near the lake they landed and as soon as Frayya was on the ground Sixwith was stalking towards the lake, easing into the waters to try and scare someone. Walking up she offered a courteous nod to Carissa before approaching E'do directly, "Evening, have you been well?"


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A pillie hatching?

Aydran heard the message and found his interest piqued. After his conversation with a blue rider, the idea of a pet or companion animal to help stave off the eerie disconnect he felt appealed to him. He thought of a fire lizard first, but perhaps a pillie would be interesting. He knew little of the insects except that they bonded with humans and were telepathic in nature. Curious, if nothing else, the dragon Candidate moved towards the ruckus, wanting to see the hatching.

Boot shod feet crunched across damp grass, the pervasive wet of the soil clinging to leather and between toes. He eyed his surroundings, drinking in all he could in a few heartbeats, before pushing forward at a faster clip. He wasn't one for crowds. Hopefully the hatching wouldn't be such a spectacle that it caused a crush.

It did not take too long to reach the shoreline of the lake.

At least a couple of others were gathered for the hatching already. He wondered idly how bondings worked, if they scuttled to the first person they saw, or were more selective, reaching out to minds like dragons, hurrying to those they were drawn towards by a thread unseen. Aydran shuffled just close enough that he could see everything clearly. Oddly, he felt his chest tighten with anticipation. But who could blame him? Births of any kind were exciting. Whether you loathed them or were intrigued by them, new life was to come into the world this day.




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E'do watched the gathering humans with a bit of concern. Only three so far had shown up. These couldn't be the only ones interested in pillies right now, were they? You did inform everyone you could these were here, right? the young man asked his bonded.

Yes! came the abrupt reply. You do not need more of those bugs right now. You have no time to train any more with your new duties as it is. Trust the bright green grouch to get to the heart of the matter; he really couldn't afford the time away from his duties to take care of another pet. In theory, anyway.

Well then, I'll just have to hope a few more people show up, then. Give the babies a little more of a choice than three to choose from. And if not, then he hoped some of these guys didn't mind getting two babies then.

Carissa was given a polite nod in greeting, as was Aydran when he arrived on the scene. E'do knew from experience that the Greenrider would take care of any baby pillie that came her way, so that wasn't a worry for him there. The Candidate boy, on the other hand, was an unknown. Wait and see, was the best he could do there.

Frayya, on the other hand, got a smile from the young man. "Not bad, not bad," came the answer. "Duties eating into my free time, but otherwise can't complain. You?"

Meanwhile, Cloak had finished her small mud nest and laid her little clutch of five eggs. Almost immediately they started to hatch, the baby bugs working to break through their shells. The first out was a Yellow, who climbed to the top of the nest's walls to get a good look around at everyone before making her decision on whether any of these humans were worthy of her or not.

The two pillies that followed the Yellow onto the wall wasted little time observing the onlookers before making their choices. One, a Blue with dark smudged markings on his shell, headed straight for Carissa. He climbed onto her boot without so much as a by-your-leave, and began the long haul (for a newborn pillie, anyway) up her leg. Finding a bare patch of skin on her hand free, he clutched it without considering how pillie claws might scratch bare skin, and secreted the goo that would bind him to the young woman.

Char, he told his new person, sizing her up better now he could read some of her emotions. Charcharchaaaarrrrr, getting downright chatty with her. Let's go on an adventure now! Wouldn't that be fun?

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The other pillie that followed was a solid-colored Green, whose demeanor betrayed her anxieties despite her efforts to hide it from the onlookers. She had an idea who she wanted, but would they want her in return? Or worse, cast her aside in revulsion?

That, the little Green wouldn't abide, she decided. But maybe if she was clever about it, she could convince her chosen to accept her. So she began her approach to her intended target, covering up her nervousness with an air of bravado. Arriving at her destination, the Green began climbing Aydran's leg and beyond, not stopping until she reached the teen's neck.

At that point she secreted the bonding goo, making him hers. Hehehehe, she told him, the first sounds she made to him. Now that he was Hers, she would take care of him, and keep him happy. Of course, the fact that her definition of what makes a human happy and what would make a pillie happy were a bit...different was a small roadblock to her plans of keeping her new friend content with her.

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Aydran watched the first pillies emerge from their shells with interest. His brows lifted and he straightened a bit, craning his neck at just the right angle to get a better view. He saw a splash of yellow, then blue and green. He wasn't sure how many eggs were in the nest or how many of those would hatch, but so far, three little bugs were free of the shells. The corner of his mouth quirked up as he watched the pillies scuttle around. It was--dare he think it?--cute. In a the creepy manner that bugs could be cute. They were just so tiny, small enough to fit in the palm of his hand.

His fingers twitched at the thought.

But before he could continue pondering how much they would weigh, even if he tried cupping one in his palms, he noticed a glint of green scurrying in his direction. Her shell was even in coloration and shiny, Aydran could picture easily losing sight of such a creature in grass or around short shrubs. Dark eyes shifted to either side of him. No one was standing nearby, and unless there was someone behind him, that little pillie was aimed right at his feet.

He remained still, gaze fixed on the pillie, intrigued by how determined she was to reach him. Without missing a beat, she clambered over his boot, up his trouser leg and all the way to his shoulder. Aydran blinked, unable to hide his surprise when she 'gooed' him. He lowered his shoulder and crooked his beck, trying to see the pillie perched on him.

'Hehehehe,' she told him.

Aydran smirked, masking his awe with self-assurance, much as she masked her anxiety with bravado in approaching him.

"Hello, little one," he greeted, before glancing again at the nest, curious if anymore people would arrive in time to see them hatch. "You traveled quite far for someone so small."


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With no regard for the hatching taking place a pale beige shadow hovered just under the surface of the water. Soon the once calm water began to haw and pitch as the tan bobbed beneath it. Water licked higher along the shoreline than was the norm but otherwise was not terribly noticable or distruptive, so despite giving the lake a quick glance Frayya allowed the odd subqueen to continue her antics. "More responsibility but other than causing me to fall behind on a few pieces nothing major to complain about," she offered with her lips pressed thin into a somewhat strained smile. Surely he would know how she felt, he was a Wingsecond too; though his wing flew higher in the sky and thus had more to deal with than hers did.

OoOoOoOoOoOohhhh~.

"The pillie is yours, yes?" She motioned towards the clutchmother, perhaps if she ignored Sixwith she would get the hint and stop. So far no one else seemed to be bothered by the soft noises at least. "What is the appeal?" An honest question as she had never really taken a liking to many of the strange creatures that inhabitated Dalibor and sought to bond themselves to humans, "I mean, can you train them to do tasks like firelizards?"

OoOoOoOoOoOohhhh~. It was louder now and Frayya shifted her glance from E'do to the others gathered - Carissa and Aydran. The first she recognized as being a rider but the later she did not, probably a Candidate as she rarely bothered herself with getting to know any of them. The short meet and greet she'd done with the last bunch had been as 'hands on' as she had ever been with any of them and that was enough for her. Perhaps they wouldn't notice since it seemed each of them had Impressed a pillie, she could only hope. Oohh. OoOoooooo. Splashing on the shoreline caused Frayya to look over at the lake whose waters were now moving far more vigorously. Cheeks were tinged a very faint shade of rose as she turned back to E'do, "She may listen to Alfonth if he'd be so kind as to tell her to knock it off."

Under the water Sixwith was having a grand time as she bobbed up and down to make waves, no doubt her 'spooky' noises would reach beyond just those gathered for the hatching. What a fun story this would be - the lake was haunted!

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There was a lot going on at the lake or so it seemed from the Viridian's announcement and then the sounds coming from another dragon, though Norla was hard pressed to identify which one it was. If it weren't for her seeing the bright green male land as she was entering the dining hall she wouldn't have known who sent out the first message, she wasn't very in the know when it came to dragons. Insomnia had forced the young handler out and about and though food had a certain appeal to it she now felt drawn to the lake. Grabbing a meatroll she broke into a light jog as she closed the distance between the dining hall and where the clutch of pillies had been laid - noticing right away that two were already Impressed.

Well that was alright by her, she was far more interested in what was going on with the lake. The image was distorted by the now choppy water but it was obvious that a dragon was in the lake and causing all kinds of a ruckus. Picking over the others there her blue eyes fixed onto an older brunette rider, if her demeanor was any indication it was likely her dragon. Smirking some the handler hung back to watch things unfold as she took a bite of her meatroll, if nothing else this was at least entertaining.


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Other than a nod back towards the Viridian Wingsecond in response to his own nod, the Greenrider didn’t have a lot to say about what was going on after all there wasn’t any pillies hatching just yet though that would change soon enough. There wasn’t that much in a crowd that showed up for the Hatching, since other than her and the Viridianrider that was hosting the Hatching there was only two people gathered for it though with any luck they wouldn’t be the only people there period.

The clutch was a rather small, well for a Grey pillie that was pretty much an equivalent to a sub-Queen though that wasn’t something that was ground breaking really since there have been plenty of small clutches even during a Pass. The first pillie that would climb out of the hole in the sand that consisted of the nest was a Yellow who seemed to content to take her time in choosing whether or not to bond with a human and with whom among the small group. The Blue and Green that followed was more active in searching for someone to bond with the smudged Blue climbing up her leg and attaching to her hand of all things. Char. Charcharchaaaarrrrr, said the baby pillie saying something akin to ‘Let's go on an adventure now! Wouldn't that be fun?’

Carissa wasn’t entirely sure what he was getting to, but she had plenty of time to figure it out, and hopefully having another pillie would help matters. “Fiferen I think I’ll call you,” said Carissa walking a bit away from the small crowd not wanting to distract the other pillies.


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Zhi was unequivocally, most definitely not interested in a pillie.

Pets were't something he was a stranger to. Firelizards were a common thing throughout all of the weyrs he had been to, and he had seen all manner of strange, weird looking pets...from tunnelsnakes, to weird lizard things, to what looked like, canines with wings. It seemed that these...pillies...were the wildcard species that made their home in the lakes around Dalibor. It was interesting to him. He wondered what was so unique about the waters here that sustained the creatures, but it wasn't enough of an interest to actually make him go out seeking one of those things. He wasn't afraid of bugs, by any stretch of the imagination...he just didn't see the appeal in owning one.

Despite this, there was something nagging at the back of his mind as he stood outside the barracks, leaning against the wall. He heard the viridian dragon's summons, and he was surprised at the amount of people it woke.

Not very many.

Part of what kept him away from the even would be the crowd, but there didn't seem to be one. He chewed at the inside of his cheek in thought brushing the grass absently with one foot. Standing here, thinking about it brought up other thoughts. He hadn't see one. Not properly anyway. He wondered what they looked like. How they bonded. Zhi wondered how one of the creatures went about choosing a partner.

And it wasn't like he had anything better to do with his time.

Of course he ignored the fact that he was certainly making up excuses in his head to go to the hatching when he had told himself numerous times that he was definitely, no way, interested in impressing one. He justified it with the fact that he didn't have to impress to just go watch. So, with a heavy sigh, the young man ran thin fingers through his hair and made his way to the lake. Luckily it wasn't too far off. He could even see the crowd (using the term loosely), from where he had been standing.

The kid leaned against a tree then, eyes slipping over the forms of crazy little bug things as they bonded. Well...this was interesting. Maybe he'd ask one of these people politely if he could see one of their bugs up close when things had settled down. Ina weird way, they were kinda cute.

And he was definitely not getting one.
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After meeting that boy earlier, Nym had been exploring her new territory. Curiosity always got the best of the candidate, whether it landed her into trouble or not. She always ended up in situations she ought not to have been in, simply because she always had to know what was going on. She liked to keep appraised of things. So it was that when she saw a gathering of people by the lake that she'd gone to check out--despite the fact she loathed water!--the girl made her way decisively over to them. She was thinking maybe a firelizard hatching. Well, she'd just stand back and watch. She didn't need to be attached to one of those. She really didn't need to be bothered with being attached to anything, really.

What she saw was something a whole lot stranger than firelizards. There were these bug-like creatures hatching, and going over to people. Like they were firelizard-bugs? Her confusion apparent, she wandered closer. What were these things? Were people actually here to try and get one? Her nose scrunched up tightly. What was the appeal in a bug? Bugs she knew weren't very intelligent, or useful in any way whatsoever. She didn't hate them, but she didn't go out of her way to bother with them, either.

"Hey. What's going on?" This, addressed to E'do, because he looked like he was in charge and would, therefore, most sensibly be able to give her an answer. "What are these things?" She crossed her arms over her chest, making sure to keep her tone neutral. Better to not piss off anyone by sounding disdainful in any way. Didn't have anything against them, though they were by and far the strangest creatures she'd ever seen. She didn't need this guy--a rider by his knots--thinking she was turning up her nose at these things he obviously had one of.
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Ollivander had ventured down to the lakeside on numerous occasions, as of late, to collect his thoughts. It seemed to be a popular place for any who were lost, or needed a moment of relief. When occupied, he would quickly wander away, back to whatever task, or chore, his parents had set him to doing. His most popular task, as of late, was in relation to messenger-duties. He didn't understand why they had him delivering packages when they both had flits that would be far more capable of doing so. His cargo was often light, and small. They didn't trust him with the bigger packages, he knew. They were probably set on making him earn his way to transporting larger, more important, items. As it was, he had a little package tucked underneath one arm as he came walking on up the lakeside.

Staring down at his feet, the young man was fairly preoccupied with the grass, and then his shoes, and so it made perfect sense that he had yet to lay eyes on the gathering just ahead. Tall as he was, he was hard to miss, and so the group was far more likely to take note of him than he of them. Of course, everyone was so preoccupied with the hatching pillies that it was quite possible he would go completely unnoticed. It wasn't until he was upon them that his head shot up. Large blue eyes went wide as he panicked. What had he just walked in on? What was happening here?

Clutching his package tightly, he froze in place. He was afraid to move, and yet equally afraid to venture closer. No one was shouting, and as far as he could tell there was no blood. Someone else may have inquired as to what the occasion was, but Olli, being the more shy, anti-social, creature that he was, said nothing. He hung back, chin to his chest. Shoulders squared, the young teen tried his best to shake the feeling that he was intruding. He hadn't been invited, and so it would be rude to intervene. He opened his mouth only to close it abruptly. No sound had come out. His shadow cast over the water, his expression foretelling of his present uncertainty.

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E'do understood what Frayya meant about the time. While he enjoyed his new rank and everything, he did miss having more time to spend on his hobbies. Of course, given one of his main hobbies involved throwing sharp objects at targets, it could be argued that that was a good thing. Just not by him.

"What's the appeal?" The young man stretched a bit, thinking. What was the appeal of a pillie? "They're pretty low maintenance as pets go. Really, all you need to do is to put a pool in your weyr if you're not right on the lake, and they're happy. You may find strange gifts in your weyr if your pillies think you need something, but otherwise they'll stay out of your way. Usually." There were always exceptions to every rule. Somewhere.

"Main problem with pillies is that they're hard to talk to. Unless you get a whole bunch of them bonded to you, all you can get from them telepathicly is their overall emotional state. So no, you can't train them like firelizards, unfortunately. Or maybe fortunately; haven't decided yet." With that the blond fell silent for a bit, watching the slightly larger than normal waves hit the shore by him. Said waves were starting to threaten the little nest Cloak made for her babies. Not that the water would destroy the pillies or anything, but the waves were starting to annoy the Grey, if E'do read his bonded's increasingly agitated LislielielieLIE!!!!'s correctly.

At Freyya's suggestion, the young man poked Alfonth to bespeak Sixwith about the waves. The drake grumbled a bit in the man's mind; he didn't like encouraging the Tan's delusions, but had no way to convince her she really was alive, either. Not when Sixwith was bound and determined to ignore said evidence anyway. I am sure that whatever restless spirit is disturbing the lake right now is happy with its results, the drake broadcast as drolly as he could manage over the lake. The lake's pillies have been throughly disturbed by these mysterious waves and sounds reaching their ears, or whatever passed for them.

Not a big leap on the disturbed part, though, given the waves were slowly eroding the walls of Cloak's little nest, causing the walls to start slumping in. With a bit of prodding from E'do he added, And I am sure the humans present are also filled with awe over these mysterious phenomena as well. Or would be, if a certain Tan wasn't clearly visible just under the lake surface, that was. Really, did she really think she was invisible to everyone? Once he was done speaking, Alfonth flopped onto the ground and exhaled loudly. If His asked him to do more of that dissembling stuff right now, he - and most of the weyr - would get an earful about it. A very loud earful, if he had his way about it.

Meanwhile, back at the now-crumbling nest, the two remaining eggs hatched. The little Yellow turned to her siblings and trilled at them. Come on up here and see these strange land creatures standing about. Enough for all of us to get one! Isn't that great? The Pink just looked at her sister with the pillie equivalent of a rudely raised eyebrow before climbing to the top of the wall to see these giant things for herself. She was a solid pink color, with a light dusting of very dark speckles covering her body, concentrating mostly on her legs and the edges of her segmented carapace.

Looking around, she spotted the one among the little crowd she liked best, and headed towards her. There! That one looked like she needed someone to look after her. While Frayya was talking to her mother's man, the Pink started climbing her boots and her legs. Once a hand was within reach, the pillie grabbed it and hung on for dear life while secreting the bonding goo on the back of her hand. Kaykaykaykay, the little Pink told her new bonded as reassuringly as a coarse little bug could. She would do her duty by this human and make sure she was well liked after. By her ideas of such concepts, of course.

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Nurturing, coarse, conscientious. She'll take care of her bonded like a mother would her own children, because she feels like it's her duty to take care of others in her 'family'. Of course, whether or not the family members want it isn't revelant to her need to care for them. Also, just don't expect this Pink to tone her 'language' down as she's telling you about her day. She's the kind that'll tell you like it is in earthy language.


E'do looked up at the young teen who just addressed him. Shards, she looked to be about the same age he was when the neon grump he shared his life with marched up into the Stands of their native Weyr and told him what was what in no uncertain terms. He hoped she was more ready than he had been then to have her life turned upside down with a lifelong child-equivalent to look after. I am not a child! came the touchy response. No, you just take up as much time to take care of as one. A snort was the only reply.

"These are pilllies," E'do told the girl, a Candidate by her knots, and very new to Dalibor if her question was anything to go by. "They're native to this area of the Western Continent, as near as anyone can tell. This Grey speckled girl," patting the carapace of the adult pillie beside him, "is Cloak, and is the mother of this clutch. She's the equivalent of a subqueen as far as pillie rankings go. And she's also far from the biggest pillie around here. There's two other colors bigger than her. They bond by secreting a goo on a bare patch of skin." He hoped he wasn't coming off as condescending and giving her information that she already long since knew about the bugs.

While they talked, the final baby pillie, a grayish Black with a covering of little dark gray speckles, made his way to the top of the wall. He was an easy-going fellow, not really prone to fits of excitement like others were. Except when he really wanted to do something, then he could be rather careless when going after his goals.

Such as now, when right in front of him was a person he thought needed him and his services. She seemed like someone who needed some pep talks in her life, from someone who also knew how to relax once in a while. Luckily for her, he was the best pillie for the job. With a cheery 'seeya' to his remaining sister, the Black took off towards Nym, quickly climbing up her boot and began talking to her. Heyheyhey, he told her cheerfully. Pick me up, please? Heyheyheyheyheyhye, I have so much to tell you, person who can do so much in the world. Stay with me and I can help you go places. Together.

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When the last of her siblings found their people, the greenish-tinged Yellow decided to make her move. Up to that point few of the offered humans really caught her attention, though one or two came close. But at last one arrived who was the best fit for what she wanted to do with her life thus far, and she started her journey towards Ollivander.

When she got to her chosen human, she climbed onto his shoe and began cooing at him in a soothing way. Thertherther,, she told him, sensing how shy he was around strangers. Therrrrr,, trying to reassure him of her intentions. The Yellow wasn't wanting to frighten the boy away, after all. She wanted to show him how to have fun, even if she was a tad strange as pillies went.

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Fun-loving, kindly, eccentric. This odd girl has a kind, loving heart, and doesn't want to hurt anyone she's closest to. She also likes to have a bit of fun as well, and wishes to show her bonded some fun as well, though what a pillie considers as fun might not be what a human considers fun.


With the last of the impressions over, E'do stretched a bit from his rocky perch. "If anyone here wants advice to help take care of their new companion, I'm willing to answer your questions," he announced to the remaining onlookers.

"Otherwise, that's all she wrote."
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Though she wasn't exactly particularly interested in a bunch of bug-things, Nym was curious--as always--and so listened quite raptly to the dragonrider as he explained to her. Good, he was detailed. Details were important. If you were going to get information, might as well be accurate and detailed. She got more than she'd even bargained for--which was about to prove to be very useful to her, though she had no way of foreseeing it. Well, so they were smarter than your average bugs, were they? Still, a bug was a bug. She didn't have a use for a bug. Or so she thought.

She nodded to show she'd gotten all that, and then watched as a pink bug--no, pillie, he'd said--went over to the girl that the dragonrider had been addressing. Well, she'd seen enough. Time to make like a firelizard and fly, as it were.

Heyheyhey!

Now, normally, after listening to someone speak about goo and bare skin, she would have had more than enough common sense than to go picking the thing up. Shells, she didn't even know it wanted her to do just that. She simply meant to pick it up, and turn it around to go 'bug' someone else. So that's what she did. She picked it up...and it slimed her.

She had the strangest sensation of...well, it was hard to describe. She could feel something. Foreign, not her own feelings. She turned the black pillie around so that it was facing her, holding it at arm's length and just looking at it like she had no clue what she was looking at.

"Shaffit," she muttered. Why had she gone and picked it up? She was such a dimglow! She could feel it, in her mind, and it was so...weird. This was not gone according to plans. Not at all. Not even close. What was she supposed to do now? She didn't want this thing...she didn't...she swallowed. Didn't want? Like her parents hadn't wanted anything to do with her? It was a sharding bug...but the thing didn't know any better. It was its mistake, sure, going and deciding to bother her that way. Yet it was a little bug. It didn't know any better. She looked at E'do, not even knowing his name, and asked, voice rather a bit more uncertain than was usual for her,

"It's mine now, isn't it? That's how this works? These things do the firelizard thing, sorta'?" She knew it was the case. She was still holding it at arm's length, and the black wiggled its legs, protesting a bit.

Hey!

Was that the only word it knew? Well, that could get old fast...she sighed inwardly, not knowing what she was supposed to do, exactly. Only she could feel it. It wanted...ugh. She awkwardly brought it in closer, inspecting it. They weren't exactly cute, were they? Not exactly ugly...

Heyheyhey!

She didn't know how smart they were. But it was displeased with her private assessment. Should she apologize to it? She tried to send it some kind of mental apology, and it quieted down. It was still wanting the same thing. So she put it on the front of her jacket, and it scurried up to her shoulder. It was pleased. It had feelings...so strange, these things. Nope, her day was not going as planned at all. They had names, didn't they? Was she supposed to name it? Everything deserved a name, she supposed. This guy's had a name. Cloak? And she was a sub-queen rank. Okay...so they had ranks like firelizards, too. Maybe this wouldn't be so hard. Except she was now saddled with a bug-thing. She would have to take care of it...she hadn't had to take care of anyone but herself...except for Mookie. She felt a stab of sorrow at thinking of her cat, but quickly dismissed it. He'd said 'low maintenance, right? So it needed water--go figure, she hated water outside of necessary bathing--and...what else?

"It needs to eat, right? I'm supposed to feed it something? Does it eat meat?" She didn't want him...it felt like a him. But she didn't know that for sure. "Is this one a boy? He has a rank too, right? Like she's a sub-queen. What's that make him?" She hated having to play twenty questions. She didn't see that she had much of a choice, though. She hadn't the faintest clue about this pillie bug-thing she'd found herself very abruptly saddled with. She supposed as she might be stuck with it a long time, she'd better know at least the basics.

She watched as a yellow-green pillie went over the boy who'd just arrived after her. Well, seemed like more than one of them had been saddled with something they likely weren't expecting.

Heyheyhey, went her black pillie.
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There were some days when being tall was convenient. Able to see past people reasonably well, Ollivander's attention was directed to these different-coloured bugs scurrying across the ground. At first he cringed, afraid that the bugs might take notice of him. It would be far more embarrassing if the group of people surrounding the bugs took notice of him. What were they doing to them? Were they hunting them? Suddenly concerned about the welfare of the bugs in question, Olli ventured closer despite his shaking palms and jittery nerves. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop on the conversation between the girl and E'do, but by the sounds of it he was describing the pillie-bond.

While the boy had never seen a pillie up-close, he had heard of them. They were one of his parents' pet suggestions during the time period when they still thought him capable of working with animals. Their attempts proved futile. How were bugs any less scary than runnerbeasts, dragons, or even flits? They were still animals, and therefore the young man was terrified of the unpredictability of them.

Listening to the nature of the pillie, as described by E'do, Olli found himself increasingly curious. What was it about these creatures that people found so fascinating? Before he knew what was happening, more of them were emerging, and making their way to people in the crowd. He watched, from a safe distance. Was he supposed to be fascinated? He supposed, in a way, all life-forms were marginally fascinating. He didn't know what to expect from animals. They couldn't just open their mouths and tell him when he was doing something wrong. He wasn't responsible enough to take care of one, or even be around one.

The one girl was approached by a black, seemingly larger than the others that had appeared thus far. She didn't seem all that impressed, but...

Distracted by Nym's interaction with her pillie, Ollivander entirely missed the approach of the yellow. There was only a sound to alert him to the pillie's presence. The creature was settled on his shoe, peering up at him. Ollivander slowly glanced down at the bright yellow bug. The boys blue eyes grew wide. Positive that he was about to scream, the pillie's cooing sounds quieted him. Therrrr she... spoke?

He should have been afraid, right? He should have run away? Unable to decipher his emotions, Olli stood there, still as a statue. The pillie moved slowly upward, scrabbling carefully at his pant leg. Thertherther she called to him, hoping that he would trust she meant no harm.

Carefully the boy kneeled down, bringing himself more to the pillies level. Sitting back on his heels, arms crossed over his legs, Olli watched her. She backed up, so as not to get squished against him. She advanced once more, hearing no objections from the messenger-boy. She reached up with her fore legs and scrabbled gently at his knee, to which Olli smiled. His smile was bright-genuine even. Why had she chosen him? She had chosen him, hadn't she?

Keeping one arm folded, Ollivander reached the other down, his hand carefully hovering over the yellow pillie's head. She grabbed a hold of his fingers with her legs, seeming to be taking in his scent. Then, once the boys arm was a tad lower, she pulled herself up. Stiffening, Olli waited to see what would happen, blue eyes again wide with uncertainty. There was a cool sensation involving goo that was, in his opinion, the most fascinating part of this day so far. The pillie's emotions, soft and sweet, graced his mind. He spent a while observing her, watching as she progressed further up his arm. She was, oddly, beautiful. She had hints of green that his sharp eye caught. She continued to thrum at him, satisfied with his reaction to her.

Did pillie's not have names? He knew that dragons and whers had names. Flits did not have names. Perhaps pillie's needed names too. He sent all sorts of thoughts to her, waiting to see if she would answer him. All he got, from the yellow pillie now upon his shoulder, was a head tilt and a: Therrrrr.

"Lyra?" he whispered. He was far too distracted by his pillie to hear anything else that may have been going on. There the boy sat, all crunched up, admiring his new (and only) friend.
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Clearly unimpressed with E'do's summary of pillies as a whole Frayya shook her head, "Rather pointless then isn't it? I already have a cracked beast bonded to me, and a far smaller but far lazier one as well." If only there was a real point to having one as a pet she might consider one. Eventually she hoped that something she was bonded to could be of some use to her - outside of striving to drive her absolutely insane on a near daily basis.

Freezing when Alfonth addressed the spirit in the lake Sixwith gave a happy warble - she just loved it when she could fool others! How silly would the viridian feel when she revealed that it was just her making all the waves and sounds? Oh this would be so good! Still rather smug she makes her way out of the lake slowly and circles around until she's behind the viridian, Boooooo! Making a noise that could only be compared to the draconic equivalent of a chortle Sixwith bobbed her head happily, I am sorry if I startled you Alfonth, you should be able to see me now. Nevermind the fact he could see her the entire time, now she was putting forth more effort so that she was visible to everyone. Frayya, for her part, seemed entirely uninterested in laying claim to the tan and any questions the others might pose would fall on deaf ears. Now wasn't the time.

It escaped her attention that the rest of the clutch had hatched and one of the small pillies was headed towards her. The pink was small enough to go unnoticed as it crawled up her form and it was not until she felt the tickle on her hand that she saw the pink at all. Shaking her hand the pink held fast and Frayya offered a disgusted look when it secreted something onto her hand. "Shards and shells!" Glaring at E'do as if it were all his fault she gave an exasperated sigh, "Now what do I do with it? How big is this going to get? Short of killing it am I able to get rid of it? Give it away perhaps?" Despite her earlier expression of dismay she kept her tone even as she probed the viridianrider for more information regarding her newest burden.

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It was possible that Alfonth was startled by the 'sudden' appearance of Sixwith, though one would've needed sophisticated equipment to tell it. As it was, the huge Viridian simply yawned and put his head down on the ground, throughly bored with the going-ons now. The beast wanted to return to his couch and sleep a while. Undisturbed. Or else.

Meanwhile, E'do took a closer look at Frayya's new pillie. "That's a female there," confirming the obvious based on the color. Why were Pinks everywhere female? "And she won't get as tall as your knee; that's the smallest color pillie known so far." And why were Pinks always the smallest among whatever species they showed up in? So many questions; no real way to find the answer. That he knew of, anyway.

"They finish their growing after one turn, and no, you can't give them away, no more than you can get rid of a flitter like that. On the other hand, they're independent like I said, so they won't always be underfoot. You want, I can stop by your place later with some instructions on how to take care of her, and see if you need to get a washtub for her to soak in. And answer any other questions you might have about her."

Turning towards Nym E'do proceeded to answer her questions. "That one's a boy, yes. And he's the equivalent of a subking, so he'll be as large as Cloak here is," indicating the speckled Gray beside him, now wandering off to find food, "by this time next turn."

He stretched a bit to get some last kinks out. "Yeah, the bond is kinda like a flitter's, but not as strong. You'll mostly get fuzzy images and feelings from them, not like the clearer images like from flitters. Unless you get a few more pillies bonded to you, that is. Seems like the more you get, the more they can reinforce each other's images, and make their pictures clearer."

The young man continued on with the instructions, since he figured as a newcomer she likely knew next to nothing about her new charge. "He eats mostly fish, and will happily feed himself if allowed to go to the lake whenever he wants. All he'll want from you is attention and a place to den in, and a tub of water to rest in. Ask your Candidatemaster about what's acceptable in the dorms, though. I'm sure portabiity is a primary concern there, given you'll likely move to either of the hatching Barracks in a turn or two."

E'do grinned a bit at the girl. "If you get nothing else out of your pillie, you'll get a rough idea of what it's like to have another mind in your head. Mind you, it's nowhere as strong as a dragon or wher is," to put it mildly, "but if you're not used to the sensation, there's worse ways of learning about it." Like getting hit with a bond while suffering from a light concussion, as he'd been almost a decade ago, when he was about this girl's age. Not the best way to bond, in his estimation. Especially to a loud grouch of a Subking as his dragon was.

Alfonth's response was a 'humph' and nothing more.

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So she was stuck with it, then. And it was going to get how big? Shells and shards, it was going to be the size of that grey one? She didn't like that idea one bit! She didn't have time for this kind of nonsense, she hadn't meant to go and Impress it. Yet it was feeling quite smug about its choice, she could faintly feel. Plus, it didn't seem too hard to care for. She didn't have to think hard of a name, it kind of just came to her, like it did when she'd decided Mookie was hers. Noctis. It suited just fine, really. She didn't have to feed it, oil it, bathe it, nothing. Pretty simple. Kind of like a feline, but a step up. Plus a lot bigger. That part would take some getting used to. With a sigh, she looked at the creature.

"Don't blame me if you regret your choice later, Noctis." The pillie looked at her, and waved its antennae. "That's your name, so better get used to it...and you'd better not mess in the room. You do that outside, got it?" She assumed it needed to do its business like anything else living, and she'd not have that on her bed, or on the floor of the barracks. Even felines knew to use outside or a dirt-filled box. This thing seemed like it ought to be smarter than a feline. She turned to E'do once more, and gave a curt nod, before saying, "Guess I'll be going. I'll find you if I need you, I s'pose. You're a rider. Shouldn't be too hard." She looked once more at Cloak, and sighed heavily, before giving her a salute-like wave. It was her bug-baby, after all. She supposed she ought to thank her, or something. Thanks for nothing, since she was stuck with it, but still...

"I'll take good care of him, Cloak," she told the pillie. She would, if only because she had to. She knew how to be really responsible, if faced with it. Even if she didn't like it much. With that, she put the pillie on her shoulder, and stalked off. Of all the luck...

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