Boo
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Post by Boo on Apr 1, 2011 6:18:14 GMT -5
(ooc: before the flitt hatching? I can modify if you'd like to wait until after (: )
Corian stood there staring at the common area of the barracks. It was too quiet. Most people were out doing their chores or something. He couldn't stand the thought of the room being so empty and devoid of just about any life. It was so disheartening that he wasn't even sure what to do. Of course, if Corian had looked closer he would have noticed some people asleep in the corners, obviously having been waiting there for sometime and for some reason but Corian wasn't precisely one for noticing these sorts of things. He jumped to action in a moment and then bustled through the room. It was so quiet that he didn't even know what to do. So, he began singing.
There were ten fat Wherries
Sitting in a field
Great fat Wherries
Sitting in a field
But then the great big brown
fell upon them all.
He gobbled them all down
and the herders brought in more..
So! there were Nine fat wherries
Sitting in a field
Great fat Wherries
Sitting in a field...
This continued on thusly for a while until the singing got steadily out of tune. He would have started with a larger number but he wasn't that obsessed with noise. If he had continued as a Harper his singing would have probably improved. As it happened, he did have a rather nice voice and there were hints of it in his song but Corian often failed to take anything as seriously as he should have. He kept singing until he got to one and then stopped. It was still too quiet.
So he started again, steadily getting more and more out of tune. Not that there was really a tune to the song he had just invented on the spot. Anything he sang would have been just about right. To some he seemed drunk but this was Corian very much sober. Many did not even want to see Corian as a drunk. He spun around a little, dancing about in a bored way. He really needed something else to do.
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Post by matsi on Apr 1, 2011 13:08:49 GMT -5
Bryan walked into the barracks and stopped. His dark hazel eyes scanned the area, taking note of what would come to be his home. Well, maybe not the actual barracks, but the same general area. He knew no one, and the few people that were awake that he walked by, clearly didn’t know who the heck he was. He wasn’t too thrilled with those looks that he was getting, no, not at all. The feeling that he was being judged was in the air, and there was no appreciation for it coming from Bryan. So what was a newly arrived candidate supposed to do? Well, he wasn’t too sure what other candidates would have done, but he was keen on finding a decent looking person to talk to, and maybe not be judged right away.
So, he stood there for a moment longer, looking at the others in the common area, then saw someone singing a small little tune. He couldn’t help but smile, and walked in his direction.
”H-hey!” He said with a kind and happy smile. He pushed his brown hair back and smiled even more, now that his confidence was becoming more apparent.
”I am Bryan. I just arrived to be a Dragon Candidate,” He said with a happy introduction. He looked around the room again, then back at the boy.
”Are you a candidate too? I just don’t know if I am in the right place” He said with a small frown. Now that he thought about it, he really would be embarrassed if he was in the wrong place. Oh the embarrassment! Then again, as he looked around once more, the others that were in the room looked like candidates. They were all young enough. Maybe he was worrying for no reason. At least it wasn’t dark…
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Post by glee on Apr 2, 2011 5:44:17 GMT -5
((Before is ok!))
In Dalibor, it was impossible to find a quiet place if you didn't own a personal weyr. Everyone was always busy, always talking, always working, but singing, that was usually reserved to the harpers.
It wasn't that Jaghatai minded music a terrible lot, but this was beyond his tolerance limit. Even though he had tried to ignore it, curl up and just find relaxation watching his egg by the hearth the noise grew unbearable minute-by-minute. It was as if the guy was deliberately trying to annoy the everliving shells out of him and finally Jaghatai came to the conclusion that he was right with that assumption. He sat up, turning around and was a little speechless seeing that dancing and singing lunatic in action. What on earth was he up to?
Deciding it would be up to him to end this farce he finally stood up and walked up to him, not noticing the shy boy that approached him from the other side.
"Hey!", he shouted, reaching Corian at the same time that the new boy finished his speech and looked at him a little befuddled because he had overlooked him so easily. Maybe it was that whole nervous posture, there was something weird about people like that. "Uhm. Was going to say you should stop annoying the whole room, 'k?", he said, facing the self-proclaimed harper again, but his anger had mostly subsided with his slight confusion.
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Post by Boo on Apr 2, 2011 15:52:27 GMT -5
Corian spotted a boy approaching him and listened his his speech. Another candidate, he had subsided in his singing for a moment to listen to Bryan and grinned when he finished. He clapped an arm around the other boy and was about to start singing again when someone just about shouted in his face. Something about not singing!? What was this madness!? Who didn't want to sing a song teaching others how to count. He exhaled and pulled a slightly annoyed face. He was just so excited. There was an egg and it was going to hatch and it would belong to him. No one else.
Instead he turned to Bryan and then back to the other boy who had just arrived.
"Well, I am Corian and we should all sing under the skies of Pern and dance like we've never danced before." He laughed almost maniacally and then stopped abruptly.
He was still grinning from ear to ear, his lopsided smile, ugly scar pulling his lip and eye but he seemed to just emanate happiness which was something that he found difficult to contain most of the time.
"Besides! I'm not annoying the whole room am I Bryan?" He asked innocently.
'Course he wasn't! If he was annoying the whole room he would have been converged upon by all the other candidates and, more than likely, a couple of Flitts to top it off. He had been certain that there weren't all that many people in the room anyway. Surely he had arrived in the room first. He smiled happily at the candidate boy who had told him to stop singing.
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Post by larkwing on Apr 3, 2011 0:28:11 GMT -5
Shards! Why on Pern's great earth couldn't Larka seem to ever find her way back to her room? The girl turned another corner confused. On her shoulder a very tired Tris chirped. They were both exhausted from doing chores, Larka's feet hurt and her hair needed a washing terribly. Sighing the girl stopped suddenly and poor Tris got thrown forward. With a loud squawk, the black fire lizard flapped his wings as he tried, and failed, to not collide with a boy's face.
Larka ran after her fire lizard, rushing into the room where the boys were repeating an, "I'm sorry" over and over again. Helping to pick up Tris, the candidate nestled the black in her arms as he shook his head to get his vision back to normal. "I'm sorry." Larka repeated for probably the tenth time in a row. The girl pushed back some of her long auburn hair and looked over the boys with wide amber, brown eyes. She was shorter then them being only 5ft 2, so she had to look up at the one Tris landed into.
"I'm Larka, and this is my fire lizard Tris...we got lost....and well...." Larka fumbled for the right words. Shards, she normally didn't have this much trouble with people. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes briefly, Larka opened them again much calmer than before. "I'm a dragon candidate, probably like you all. So anyone going to tell me their name or what?" She said, some of the stubborn sassyness working its way back into her voice finally.
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Post by matsi on Apr 3, 2011 16:54:50 GMT -5
Bryan was slightly taken aback by the excitement of this candidate, but was happy for the kindness. Though, when he was patted on the back, he became a little unnerved, and even more unnerved when the angry candidate came towards them, snapping at the one that had introduced himself as Corian. He blinked a few times, his hazel eyes showing his overwhelming thoughts. They were attacking! He just wanted to make sure he was in the right place! Shards! Now they were asking him questions!
”Ummm… I don’t think its that annoying. I mean…you are having fun…right?’’ Bryan smiled slightly at Corian, then yelped slightly as a flit came flying out of no where and skimmed past his face. He looked at the panicking girl, and finally just stepped back a few steps. Was everyone here this exciting? Or more excited, in that case. He really hoped not! He was so used to his simple farm life, that this was a bit much for the poor candidate. His mind felt like it was going to explode!
”it’s a pleasure to meet you, Corian and…Larka,” He said softly with a nod. He looked back to the other boy who had yelled at Corian. He looked him over for a second, making an assessment, then looked at the other two in turn. None of them LOOKED homosexual, so maybe he would be safe in this place! And there seemed to be plenty of places for glow boxes, so that meant that it would never be too dark! Yes, he would be alright….right?
He wasn't sure he could answer his own question, but his mind was off of that quickly as he looked at Larka, slighty irritated with her. How rude could she get?!
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Post by Gray on Apr 3, 2011 17:37:30 GMT -5
Pond scum. He was sure he was just messing with pond scum. Ok, so technically it was algae. But to Ezekiel? It was pond scum. And it was gross. Some jars had broken in the store room, and he had to help put the algae in the new jars. What the healers did wit that stuff, Ezekiel couldn't say. It was gross, and it smelled funny. To make things worse, now his hands smelled funny too. Kind of like salt and mud. It wasn't rank, but it wasn't exactly pleasant. Rhapsody, completely oblivious to hers' plight, just cooed happily atop his head. Bubblegum pink was not interested in what his hand smelled like unless they had food in them.
Slightly grumpy, Ezekiel plodded into the candidate's barracks intent on gathering clothes then taking a bath. That was his intent until he saw tons of people in the 'common room'. Stopping in the door, he leaned against it a bit and grinned. It was rare to see a bunch of candidates together. Rhapsody herself was interested as well. There was a firelizard she had yet to meet! She chirped loudly and flicked her tail a bit.
“Hello Cor.” Ezekiel called. He hadn't got to spend too much time with his roommate since they met. Chores kept them busy, but at least they had chores together sometimes. He didn't know any one else there specifically. He perhaps saw one or two of them. But he hadn't really met them quite yet. |
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Post by larkwing on Apr 3, 2011 18:30:47 GMT -5
Larka nodded her head as Bryan, the boy Tris had almost collided with, introduced himself and one of the others. Smiling slightly, she had no idea that the other boy probably found her irritating. Tris flicked his tail and crooned as he rubbed his dark head against Larka's cheek. "So..." The candidate broke off as someone else entered the room. The boy was followed by a firelizard as well, and Tris chirped a greeting. Flying up to the strange flit, his eyes swirled happily. New friend, new friend, new friend! The little black spiraled around in the air trying to see the newcomers from every angle.
Turning to the boy who had said hello to his friend already, Larka gave another smile and pushed some of her hair from her face and shoulders. "Hi there, I'm Larka." She said the greeting simply and then started to nervously twist a strand of hair in her fingers. Would they like me? What if they don't want me here? Shells and shards, I couldn't even leave if I wanted to. I have no clue where to go. Larka bit her lip and yelled mentally at herself again for getting lost...again. You should know where to go you wherry-brained fool. Seriously? Larka gave a soft sigh and relaxed her posture, placing more weight on one foot than the other.
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Post by glee on Apr 6, 2011 13:10:33 GMT -5
"Thanks for stabbing my back, new guy.", Jaghatai grumbled and then cursed shortly after as they were interrupted by a black flitter speeding past them, followed by a flurry of "Sorry!"s that a small girl hurled at Bryan. Slowly he raised an eyebrow, but refrained from making any comment. This was too much noise and too much strange people for his taste. He didn't mind meeting new candidates, but one already had thrown away his chances for him and the other... well, the other was a cute girl, but way too confused to keep him from leaving.
Larka, dragon candidate. Great. Those two had to be enough to keep the loony from singing, mission accomplished, I'll enjoy my free time from now on, thank you very much.
He wanted to turn around as yet another candidate made himself known, this one grinning in the doorway. Jaghatai knew his face but not his name. "If you wanted to join the party you could've at least brought wine.", he addressed him before he finally returned to his lizard egg in front of the hearth. Carefully he turned it to make sure it would be heated evenly.
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Boo
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Post by Boo on Apr 7, 2011 7:20:02 GMT -5
"Ah my music has that effect on people." Corian responded in an over the top arrogant way that clearly indicated he was mocking himself, "They feel compelled to betray anyone in order to praise my genius."
Suddenly candidates were pouring out of the woodwork! What was this!? Surely his singing was not so enchanting that he drew people towards him like a flitter to a light... He wasn't entirely sure that was an accurate thought but for some curious reason there were people appearing left right and center. Not to mention that a firelizard had just about collided with Bryan's face. Corian had ducked a little as the miniature dragon came flying over to them but composed himself a little and looked at the girl. She was clearly new... Well that was only clear to him because she had said she was lost and he was fairly certain no one who had been in the Weyr for a while would have gotten lost.
Then Ezekiel turned up. He waved cheerfully at his friend and then looked back at the candidate male who had yet to introduce himself and laughed.
"Yes Ezekiel where is the wine? I thought I had written on the invite to 'bring a plate'. Unfortunately for me I ate the sweet Benden Baklava I brought. So I guess we'll just have to find something else to eat."
His eye was drawn to the eggs sitting on the hearth and he was sorely temped to suggest eating them but the way in which the unknown candidate approached the hearth he knew that one of the eggs was his and, from the looks of it, the lizard it contained was going to be one of the larger ones.
He practically bounced forward to the hearth and poked his head down a little to look at the egg.
"Wow, you scored a good one! Congrats!" He said with a smile and then turned back to the group that had formed.
"So, I guess we'll all be standing together then."
He was pretty excited... He'd heard whispers that one of the golds was close to rising and could barely contain his enthusiasm at the thought that this time he might become something more than a candidate with the opportunity of training with a number of his friends. Not to mention the fact that with every day his own Firelizard egg was ever close to hatching. |
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Post by larkwing on Apr 8, 2011 19:29:07 GMT -5
Larka watched the going-ons between the boys with actual interest. It seemed like there was a conflict between some, which generally did happen when you got so many people together. Not to mention, with a wher hatching coming up and a gold probably flying soon, everyone was secretly jealous of each other. Petting Tris, the candidate stayed out of the conversation till the end. As one of the boys turned a firelizard egg over, the candidate walked over. "I wonder what will hatch from it?"
Tris jumped off of His shoulder and poked his head closer to the egg. New friend? Crooning to the unhatched firelizard, the black curled up near the fire's warmth and tucked his head beneath his wing. "Looks like Tris won't mind staying watch." Larka observed of her flitt. "I'm sorry I don't think I caught your names." She said as she turned to the two boys nearest her. Honestly, even if they had been spoken, the girl was only half-way paying attention. The other half was fast asleep somewhere in her room.
"Oh, and I'm sure his singing wasn't that horrible." Larka added, remembering what the argument had been about finally. The girl raked her fingers through the tangles in her hair, and pulled out the little blue flower she usually put there. Throwing it into the fire, she watched it burn quickly with renewed interest. "I heard a gold was going to rise soon. How many eggs do you think she'll clutch?"
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Post by glee on Apr 19, 2011 6:20:23 GMT -5
((Gray/Matsi you still want to post? No big deal if you don't, I could just skip you))
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Post by Gray on Apr 20, 2011 16:01:58 GMT -5
Ezekiel's eyes lit up when Jaghatai spoke, his grin only widening.
“Perhaps if I had gotten an invitation I would have. And snacks! See, you would have had wine and snacks right now.” Rhapsody chirped happily to the new boy, then looked to Corian again. Gracefully, she lept from Ezekiel's shoulder and flew around Her's roommate. When Corian mentioned the invitation, his brow furrowed and he put on a mock look of concern.
“Hmm, you say you sent an invitation? My my, then Rhapsody must have eaten it.” He shook his head, laughing a bit at Corian.
“And who trusted you to bring Baklava? Don't they know you have a sweet tooth?” His attention quickly drifted to the girl among them. Bowing, Ezekiel extended a hand.
“I apologize for my rudeness. My name is Ezekiel.” The boy saw fit to give her a charming smile. She was a girl after all! They deserved to be treated like as wonderfully as possible. Rhapsody alerted him to the eggs, the pink flying close to the hearth to eye them eagerly, trilling as she did. Ezekiel was soon knelt next to her, eyes the eggs.
“Oh wow, when did you get this? It's a big one!” |
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