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Making
Impressions Looking
around, something was gnawing at Baeris' mind. The pair of Gebrochenth's
offspring, blue Posak and green Manjari, were acting a little odd. Finally
Baeris approached them. They'd eaten, but weren't mingling with the other
dragons at the den just yet. Neither were they asleep, like all the other
hatchlings were. "What's
wrong, my little dears?" Baeris asked. The dragons looked to one
another first and then to her. We must go find her. She is out there. She is not ill, but she is not well. No one
brought her. Baeris
furrowed her black eyebrows and then bolted back to her office. There
sitting in a pile of what should have been "finished" paperwork
was a clip of paper stating "Alskyran/Tamke/female/17" and her
heart skipped a beat. "Oh...
no, oh no!" Baeris nearly shouted at herself, and sped down the hall
to the infirmary. There, she found a sleeping, curled up girl with raven
hair tossed around her shoulders. The darkness in the room was replaced by
bright light, when Baeris flicked on the lightswitch. "Tamke?"
Baeris hesitated, then said louder, "Tamke, you must get up right
now. I know your sunburn is still healing but you've got to get up." "...
Go away," she muttered. "I don't know anyone here. I don't know
why I came." "You
came," Baeris said, nudging the girl to her feet. "Because a
fine dragon told you about the place. And you came to bond a dragon." "I
came to try and forget..." Tamke said, her eyes still brimmed with
tears and obviously red from having been crying earlier. Her face was
peeling. "Tamke,
I don't often apologize. I should have remembered to take you out of the
infirmary when the hatching started." Shock
registered on the girl's eyes. She burst into tears without any further
provocation. "NOTHING goes right! Nothing!" She tore out of
Baeris' grip, and rushed out of the room into the bright hallways. They
were foreign, too well lit, too straight halls. Randomly
she darted through the corridors, and bumped past people who then
scattered out of the way for Baeris as the tall woman chased the teen. Finally,
though, Tamke wound up where Baeris wanted her anyway. She WAS meant for
the sands, and she bolted through the kitchens and into the small side
dens beyond the hatching sands. Tamke was brought up short by a cheerful
bugle from two sources. She is here! You brought her! Panting,
Tamke stood before the two hatchlings, and then spun to see Baeris enter
the room all out of breath too. She turned back when the blue stepped up. We were ... actually waiting for you, but you were too far away. He waited for me to hatch, we should have looked,
the green gave an accusing glare to her brother. Then
they sat there. Watching. Tamke moved only her eyes, which had stopped
streaming tears. "... You waited for me?" They nodded. "I'm
... oh. Both of you. Aren't you...um, usually singles?" The
pair looked down, oddly sorrowful, but did not have to say why they were
coming to her as a pair. Tamke sobbed, but smiled. "You would have
been for my brother. Now you're for me?" She asked of Posak. He
nodded, solemn. "Then you're welcome. Blame her," she thumbed
toward Baeris, who groaned and waved her arm in the air to dismiss
herself. What
an oversight. Baeris stomped back to her office and grumbled about
paperwork and messy desks and blasted too-big-hatchings. "Never
again, that won't happen again." She muttered, and wrote down the
late bonding in her permanent records. |
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Tamke |
Manjari |
Posak |
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Alskyran Human |
Green Dragon (Female) |
Blue Dragon (Male) |
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Dam - Gebrochenth
(Tarizal Green) This pair of dragons will act as a team, and most likely hang out around the dragon healers, or the entertainers. Their names imply they are more than they seem, we'll see what they can do. |
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Manjari
and Posak hatched from the X-Gen Clutch at
The
Healing Den |
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