In Service of the Queen { Tag } Dragon Candidates

A large natural cavern found by the initial expedition. It has been cleared out and filled with sand. Naturally flowing hotspring pools inside the cavern keeps this cavern warm enough for dragon eggs, but also makes it very humid with all the steam from the hotspring waters.
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It was kind of disheartening, in a way, to go back on the sands and clean away the memories of the failed Impressions that had been left behind. At least for Vare, that's how it felt, because he sure wasn't looking forward to this particular chore, not so soon after failing to bond for the first time. He had known his chances to Impress that first time stepping onto the sands would have been a lackluster shot in the dark, but he had been hopeful at the very least, and in the end he had been proven very wrong. It had almost been enough to prompt him back North, but it hadn't had quite enough force. Certain things were keeping him South; friends, family, a certain brown haired beauty that had danced her way around his heart...

All in all, as disappointed as he was, he knew he was going to try again, he just wished he would have had more time to mope before going back on the sands. Not even the lure of having prizes to dig up was enough to pull him out of it. Of course, he knew he wouldn't drag his feet, and he certainly wouldn't half-ass his job, least of all because the Weyrleader and Senior dragons would be on the grounds. He wasn't stupid enough to do something so foolish as to drag his feet around while they were in the vicinity.

When K'rios announced that it was time to go, he followed the candidates that were to go to the sands out to the hatching ground's entrance and lugged up a larger chunk of meat, glad that it had been cleaned and processed prior to being set out. Then it was only a matter of having to wait until the Assistant Candidatemaster arrived with the others. A few of them chatted while they waited, but he kept to himself during the process, and soon enough they were being led onto the sands, where... Faranth be, his heart clenched and dropped into his stomach, memories of just two days prior rushing back to him almost immediately, both good and bad, and he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to stomach it all.

But the moment he set his eyes on Soquilith, it all seemed to melt away. If not for the presence of the Weyr's Senior, then for something else entirely. She held the air of respect and something else, something that told him there was no need to mope. It would be okay. Perfectly fine. There would be more eggs, and they would come from her. Another chance was on the horizon and he could see the clear through her belly. He swallowed and felt his words caught in his throat, sticky and trapped there for a moment while he tried to push them forward. He needed to say something as he settled her food before her, so he could step aside and move on.

"Dearest queen, strongest bronze, thank you both for your time and patience with us today. We will ensure that your children will have the comfort and good health that they deserve upon their hatching day. Thank you for everything on this day, and the next." With that finally said, Vare moved aside, just in time for the next bundle of food to be deposited. He didn't feel grand, but he felt better, and that was enough for him to focus on his task a little more clearly. With a bucket in one hand, and a rake in another, he set himself to his work, listening to the chatter of nearby candidates and smiling at what he was hearing.
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Kyrielle's questions were a welcome distraction for Sunaia. The heat in here was oppressive, and it seemed every sweep of her rake brought in a new crop of egg shards. If Atricis golds were anything like Telgari, she knew that the queen would require every scrap and fragment to be erased; she could not birth her brood atop the remnants of someone else's. They were exacting creatures, golds. It was a wonder she'd met so many pleasant goldriders when their other halves were often so very, very formidable. Maybe that was the balance required of goldbonds. Strength and confidence of a different sort, firm and heavy as the heat which blanketed this space...

But conversation was a reprieve which drew the young woman out of her reverie. She looked up from her labours, her smile chasing the movement a beat later. "It's nice to meet you, Kyrielle. I wouldn't think of turning down help, thank you! I'm Sunaia. Of, ah... no particular craft, I came to heal. But everyone's been so welcoming."

She paused to lean on her rake and catch her breath but whatever she might have said, during that lull, is lost to a small exclamation. The tines of the rake had connected with something other than egg shell, she was sure of it.

The natural impulse she felt was to drop and dig for whatever it might be. But as she stepped back to visually mark the place, she was reminded of the example she was trying to set, experienced candidate to those less. She tilted her head and marked Aranrod nearby. A gesture invited both to the sand rumpled by her rake.

"I think there's something here. Do you want to try to dig?"
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  • ~ Niomi, mentions Varric ~


When she'd heard what their lesson for the day was going to be, the southerner had fallen quiet and pensive as they all shuffled about, moving toward the entrance of the Hatching Sands. Only two days ago, she'd stepped onto those Sands for the first time, and it was a feeling that hadn't entirely sat the easiest inside her. The swells of emotions had been impossible to block out, from her fellow candidates or the spectators, and she felt the overwhelming tide as surely as they had all been her own. The whole cavern had been practically vibrating around her with the dragons' hums and the jubilation that exuded from everyone watching, there was no hiding it and she'd even begun to feel rather faint toward the end of the event, flooded with all these feelings.

Daelt had felt excitement, the thrill of such possibilities within those shells and she'd even dared to dream that one of those would be for her. There was a competitive streak in the cavern, and she could almost hear the whispers in her heart of which egg would hatch next, and what color it would be as everyone else made their bets. She felt the reel of ooh's and aah's with the crowd as each Hatchling broke free, and the soaring hopes of those who had freshly bonded. None of it could be held back, and there was nothing for her to hold onto in this sea of emotions, only ending when she had felt the dread and crushing disappointment when the last egg had hatched and bonded. It all came crashing down on her, and her knees even felt weak as she'd made her way out of the cavern to seek some place quiet, dark and alone to find herself again.

As they approached the Sands once more, Daela knew it would be different, that there weren't nearly that many people in there and it was just the candidates and a few others, nothing she couldn't handle. Somehow, that daunting feeling invaded her though and she seemed so small and insignificant as they stopped outside the cavern to wait for the pewterrider to return and lead them in. Even as she glanced about at the other candidates, many of them around her own age, she didn't feel as though she was a part of them, and how could she? The southerner hadn't been in the barracks long, and while she was always polite with the others, she hadn't made a point to befriend any of them. Except one. A young man she couldn't help but steal glances at, only to look away when their gazes met and she could practically feel him radiating this...light. Daela still wasn't entirely sure what to make of him, as their introduction had been a bit unorthodox and had left her curious, his handsome visage lingering just behind closed eyes.

When he turned to look toward her, her gaze shifted away under the guise of the returning assistant candidatemaster, but she could feel the prickles against her skin of his eyes on her, the little thrill that went through her every time. As K'rios made their introduction to the Queen and Leaders, Daela allowed herself the opportunity to slip on that Mask of Manners and stepped into the role of Heir once more. She wasn't a bashful candidate, she wasn't a whimsical dancer, she was to be a regent and she knew how to act the part and play the game of diplomacy. The young woman tried not to wince as she picked up the plate of raw meat, and took a deep calming breath that always helped her to quiet her gift as well, and strode onto the Sands toward the dark and dappled Gold. She couldn't help but think to herself though, What did one say to a dragon?

"Your Grace," The southerner said softly as she curtsied before the dark queen and then crouched in her skirt to set down the offering and took a few steps back with another curtsy. "Many blessings upon you and your kin. May the Goddess shine brightly upon us on their Hatching day." The young woman added with a soft smile, and her gaze shifted for a moment to regard the mighty bronze beside the queen and gave the sire his own curtsy and acknowledgement. Moving away, she strode with a feigned confidence further onto the Sands, her gaze moving to the empty stands as her mind's eye filled them with the crowds of yesterday. She could almost feel it rising within her again, the memory of the flood and for a moment, her step faltered and she had to pause for a moment, long enough to take a steadying breath and wipe the scene from her mind.

The candidate moved to take up a rake as many of the others did and made her way toward a spot on the Sands that didn't seem to be too occupied. There was one other girl tending to the sands here, a quiet one who didn't seem to mind the chore and just went about her business raking the shards of shell. Daela slipped in place around her and rather enjoyed the quiet little solitude they had to themselves for a while, the solace of a peaceful soul that quieted the gift inside her. Whenever she looked up, there was a soft smile for the other candidate, but she didn't press for anything more. It was a relief to just...be for the moment and Daela allowed herself the chance to let that mask slip just a little as she began to hum softly while she worked.

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  • Pretty much everyone. =P


The dark and dappled beauty lay just inside the Hatching Grounds, formidable presence as she was with such a rotund belly, and she made sure to choose just the right place to watch over each and every one of them. Soquilith had been thrilled to be invited to watch the candidates clean her Sands, to wipe away the remnants of another queen's brood and make the whole cavern pristine for her eggs, her children and the queen basked in the glory of it all. As the candidates stepped forward to make their offerings, her faceted gaze seemed to inspect each of them, though words of praise were greeted with a soft warble and bows were offered a nod of her own head. Just as they performed the ceremony, so too did she, though the flicker of her tail spoke of the impatience and scrutiny of the expectant and brooding mother.

This underlying tension seemed to spark to life for just a moment when two candidates fell into a heap of limbs before her and scattered the offerings. Her tail thudded against the sands once, twice, as if to get their attention as the dark head loomed over them and the flutter of dark wings made her appear even larger and more foreboding. Whirling facets tinged with yellow as she regarded the pair, watching, waiting for them to get back to their feet and do it properly this time, a snort of indignation given when they took a fraction of a second too long to stand upright once more. Such foolery would not be tolerated on her sands, at any time, during cleaning or Hatching, and now they could almost guarantee they'll be watched closely by the mother queen while they worked.

As the few candidates approached the Stands and delivered their trays to the Weyrleaders, Safryn had nothing but smiles and thanks for them as well. She was flattered by their sentiments, their thanks in allowing them to transfer or stand, and their stories about family and it brightened her spirits to hear them, and she replied to each how touched she was by their words. The redheaded woman even shared a little chuckle at the overprotective healer, assuring her they'll drink plenty of water. To the young man who vowed to work hard, she gave the candidate an appreciative nod and her blessing, taking the moment as he walked away to lean back in the Stands and admire the array set before her.

"It's a good thing I didn't eat lunch today..." The woman said with a smile and reached to pluck up a piece of fruit, taking a savory bite of it and just letting the moment linger in a sense of bliss. A soft chuckle escaped her as she leaned back again, glancing to L'van and the pewterrider close by. "I remember the days when I had to clean the shards...Back then, I never thought I'd be looking at it from this angle though."
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- Dragon Candidate Laikanu -
Mentioning Soquilith, Open
Mila stilled when the soft thud of something landing on the heated sand forced her brown eyes to lift to the Queen Mother. The flared wings and swirling eyes spoke of annoyance and the girl wasn't sure what to do next. A lick of fear crossed Halimila's face before she felt the sturdy presence of Laikanu around her. The steady tugging on her good shoulder jump-started her frozen mind and soon Mila was scrambling to her feet just like the older male. "Sorry-sorry!" She stumbled over the quick apology as she ducked her head to hide the heat on her cheeks.

Clearing his throat, Laikanu brushed off bit of sand clinging to his trousers. "Don't fret," He whispered before bending over to retrieve what he could of their offerings. "Gracious Lady, I apologize that our arrival wasn't the most pleasant. Please forgive our blunder as we wish you no slight as our awe of your beauty caused our feet to trip over themselves," Flowery speech wasn't Laikanu's best quality but seasons and turns of thanking Queens had given the male candidate more experience than he had ever wanted. With a quick series of movements the brash teen left their gifts before the Lady Mother before bowing low once more. Waiting a few more heartbeats, Laikanu was proud to note that Hali's small feet entered his limited vision as she dipped again into a more formal curtsy. A muttered thanks and appreciative noises left the suddenly quiet girl and Laikanu tried to hide the smile forming on his face. Sounds like I've got to break her shell again, The former guardsman thought as he finally straightened his lanky frame.

"Thank you again Lady Soquilith for this chance to prepare your Sands," Laikanu offered with a wide but polite grin as he moved away from the disgruntled lady. "C'mon Mil! We best leave before we disappoint the Lady again," He whispered softly to the still shocked Halimila as he tugged on her arm. Slowly the pair moved to join the crowd to requisition their rakes and other tools. By the time they had their tools in hand, Mila had come back to the world. "Did-did I really just do that?" She asked softly as her wide eyes drifted back to the Gold. A low chuckle left the flirty male as he nodded at the girl, "Yup we did! Now. Where should we start? After that stunt we need to clean extra good. Maybe she'll forgive us then!" Another chuckle, a bit louder than the last, left Laikanurinato then as he watched the petite girl blanch in fear. "Teasing! I'm teasing you Mila!" Lai admitted before throwing an arm around the smaller candidate. "Calm down, Mila and focus on the treats the Masters promised us. We're bound to find something!"

It took Halimila another few minutes of laboring silence for her to overcome her new fear. It was one thing to be mauled by a stumbling, bumbling, judgemental hatchling who would decide some one else's fate. It was quite another completely to anger a Queen! They had the power to decide her fate if she angered them.... or to take her life if she pushed them too far.... With a hard swallow the teen tried to push aside these thoughts to focus on the running list of supposed prizes that her friend was rattling off. "Do you really think they have something as fragile as an egg under the sand, Lai?" Mila asked feeling her voice get stronger with each word. "Well yeah! They could have put it inside a clay pot or a sturdy box!" Laikanu said with a grin towards the scarred female. "I suppose," Mila offered as her thoughts focused on the idea of an egg hiding under the Sands.
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First Goodies Found
Sunaia
Marks!
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2 marks from the
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Niomi
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2 marks from the
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Varren
Trail Mix!
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Made with a variety of
nuts and dried fruits
Kyrielle
Jerky Herdbeast!
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A few Pieces of herdbeast jerky,
each With a different flavor
Fyrnella
Words of encouragement from Weyrleader L'van
Take heart in knowing that the errors of today won't matter on the morrow.
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Words of encouragement from Weyrwoman Safryn
Today is but a fraction of what you will do with your life. There is a bounty waiting for you every day that you open your eyes.
Aranrod
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at anytime for one extra hour of freetime at
the end of the day on the day of your choice
Kolearine
"Sea Glass" Candy!
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Candy made to look like frosted sea glass;
tastes like sweetener and very addictive
Rhielvan
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Halimila
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2 marks from the
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Laikanu
Jerky Herdbeast!
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A few Pieces of herdbeast jerky,
each With a different flavor
Varric
Extra Freetime Ticket!
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at anytime for one extra hour of freetime at
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Daela
Trail Mix!
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Made with a variety of
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This certainly wasn't Nali's first experience with being tasked to clean the hatching sands. While it was clear K'rios intended it as a fun activity, Nali couldn't help but wrinkle her nose in distaste. She had been standing at every hatching for the past five turns, and with nothing to show for it but disappointment and frustration - as well as a stinging realization she wasn't lucky or special - she felt having to clean up the hatching sands was just a slap in the face. It was just a deeper blow to her pride, and so she didn't go to the sands with a smile and the usual energy in her steps, though the mention of goodies in the sands did help perk up her mood a little. Nali pouted a bit, quietly keeping it to herself, and hiding it with a smile when it came time to greet the Senior Queen Soquilith and the Weyrleaders.

"I will do my best for you," she told them all, giving them a respectful bow before grabbing her tools. For now, Nali started cleaning in an area on her own, so she could stew a little more and slowly work her frustration out on cleaning up the sands. She gave the male candidate who came near a quick glance before focusing on her work, perhaps raking the sand a little roughly to work out her frustrations. She paused when he gestured to her and began to talk, giving him a rather neutral look at first, expecting he was just going to ask a question or something. When he suggested perhaps they talk and help pass the time and work though, she felt her mood brighten a little. Nali was, at her core, a social butterfly, after all, and so she was happy to move a little closer to make talking easier while they worked together.

"Nali," she answered him with her own introduction, giving him a nod. "How about we get the basics out of the way then? I've been a candidate for the past five turns here at New Atricis, I was born and raised here, well, mostly, I was actually born in Old Atricis, but I practically grew up here. How about you?" Nali was eager to have a chat with someone new, that was clear as a smile formed on her lips, even while she was working at raking out the sands.

"Oh look, I think you found something already," Nali pointed out with some excitement, curious as to what he had already found.

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Whereas some candidates looked upon this chore as a further wound to their pride, Raevin handled it much better. In the beginning he had hated it, finding cleaning the sands as just a reminder of his failure and everything else. After some turns of it, Raevin had recognized it as a necessity. The candidates left in the barracks were the best for the job. Sure, technically one of the non-bonded members of the Weyr could do it, but with so much work on their plate already, why not the candidates? Besides, it sounded as if K'rios hoped to make this a little more fun for them this time, which Raevin could appreciate.

Whether or not they were allowed to bring pets along, Torin came with him, the bronze firelizard nearly refusing to be away from Raevin. Though he was still a bit on the young side for a firelizard, not even a full turn old yet, he had quickly taken it upon himself to be Raevin's defender. He didn't complain about it, as Torin helped keep any bullies at bay, and Raevin definitely didn't want there to be trouble at the sands if the Leaders and Queen were going to be there. He didn't want to get blamed and possible banned from standing at the next hatching if anything happened around him. So, it was best to keep Torin with him, to keep the less brazen bullies away.

Raevin brought some offerings for Soquilith as well, his offering rather uneventful as he bowed his head. "I hope my work pleases you today, Senior Queen. I will help make the sands clean for your offspring to come." Meat was offered to her, and then he moved along to get his tools. With mental tabs on his bullies and their locations, Raevin started in an area of the sands away from them. He didn't think any of them would do anything outright, but he was sure some untoward comments would be made without K'rios or the Leaders hearing. Raevin really wasn't in the mood for any of their crackdust today. Not that he ever was in the mood, he just particularly wanted to avoid it right now.

So Raevin kept to himself at first, with Torin sitting dutifully upon his shoulder and playing lookout for anyone he'd have to warn away. It was likely that Torin would grumble at anyone who came near Raevin. Torin meant well, unable to be anything but over-protective of Raevin, so he couldn't be mad at the little bronze, or even annoyed. Torin was a much needed companion for as long as Raevin was in the candidate barracks.

(I would have tagged someone with Raevin, but he just wasn't talking enough for me to tag a character. This is my first time posting him so I'm getting a feel for him still, so this really isn't my best post.)
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Fyrnella was working hard trying to clean the sands, sadly she wasn't any good at it which thankfully was halted when someone came over and greeted her. Glancing over all she could think of was one of the male candidates whom she had seen around from time to time... Not someone she really got close with or socialized with much... Maybe had noticed him in the infirmary once or twice? Honestly she couldn't remember but gave a little smile, at least not as nervous as she was in front of the weyrleaders.

"Oh I don't mind really, in fact you will be a BIG help... I'm not very strong no matter what I do." Noticing the smile though she gave a smile back, kind of happy at the friendliness and started to get back to work... while she wasn't strong and was kind of messy at least she was very detail oriented and didn't pass by anything that could be considered trash. "Well nice to meet you Kole, my name is Fyrnella but I can go by Fyrn for the most part." She had noticed the wink but wondered what it was all about, the notion of flirting didn't really register as she just smiled back... Maybe she should ask if he got something in his eye or wait for him to ask for help?

Then he mentioned her nervousness and she almost froze up right then and there, giving a sheepish smile and turning back to her work and looking straight at the sands. "Well... it isn't only that, I tend to freeze up and become really nervous around those higher rank than me especially the riders... the higher the rank the more nervous... Though when I'm healing it doesn't affect me thankfully, just hits me after I'm done." Putting some shards away into the bucket she went back to combing through the sands, this time not trying to go through too much at once. That was when something popped up!

Kneeling down she started to dig it up and it was two scrolls. "I guess I found something they hid? What in the world." Instantly she opened it up and seeing the words written on them her eyes went wide... Words of encouragement from both weyrleaders? What? She read the words over and over a few times and... while she didn't understand it she felt something within her relax a little bit. Definitely something she will take back and frame or store properly... Did they know she would come this way and tried to help her out? She turned to look towards the two weyrleaders with a kind of gaping mouth. "... Can they tell the future and placed these here?"
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Niomi had always been a good worker, one of the few compliments she ever received from the other drudges and holder's(excluding Cataren, who was always a flatterer) was how she could focus on a task and get it done smoothly and quickly, without any real errors. So raking through the sands was easy enough, her eyes resting just past the head of her rake, watching for any hint of shell or debris. So focused she was on her task that she didn't immediately realize she had a visitor, of sorts.

The other girl nearby fell into an easy rhythm, the pair moving around each other without even really noticing. But then she did notice. Niomi glanced up as she realized the soft 'sss' of her rake was joined by another, and she had a briefly startled expression in her eyes. When the other girl merely offered a soft smile and returned to her own work though, the woman returned it, and did the same. It actually felt kind of nice, just idly Then the soft sound of an understated hum. Niomi smiled a little, letting the girl's subtle tune envelop them, her mind oddly clearing of any stresses and worries as they worked.

Then the slightest glint of something beneath her rake caught her gaze, and she felt the tines graze something more firm than sand. Pausing, she leaned down and lifted two marks. Oddly, this was the first time Niomi had actually held money before, and she found herself thrown by that fact. A drudge had no need more marks, they wouldn't have a reason to spend it on anything. During their time together and their travels, Cataren had handled everything, and then when he became too ill, they had ended up at the Weyr in what could only be described as a whirlwind.

Looking up, Niomi looked at the girl beside her, and then over at the audience, her expression plain, but her mind questioning as she honestly wondered if she should turn the found money in as some that someone had dropped. But K'rios had stated that there were prizes. Was this one of them, then? She tucked it away, intending to save it for the end and she could ask and turn it in if someone had misplaced it. Glancing briefly at the girl beside her, she noticed a slight lumpy discoloration just under her rake as well, ”Um, I think you found something too...” Her voice was soft, polite, not wanting to be rude and interrupt the girl's relaxed humming, but also not wanting her to possibly miss the lump just past her rake.
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Aranrod found herself next to the rather candidate who had transferred recently. So far, she had seemed able to do her share of everything, but Aranrod hadn't missed how thin Sunaia seemed, or how carefully she seemed to move. So when the older candidate asked if Aranrod wanted to dig, she assumed it was because whatever was buried was proving to difficult for Sunaia to pull up. She had very little trouble herself, though, and gave the older woman a worried glance. Perhaps she had loosened it for Aranrod, and just didn't realize that she already had it, but what?

Ah, a slip granting a free hour.

That was nice, she supposed, though Aranrod was unlikely to use it for true leisure. A free hour just meant that she wouldn't fall as far behind in her crafting studies as usual. Perhaps some of the other candidates with crafts were happy about letting those studies slide, but Aranrod was trying so hard to prepare for the probability that she would NOT Impress.

She was still confused about Sunaia asking for help with such an easy item, and resolved to stay nearby. And, she should probably check, "Are you okay?" she murmured. "If the bigger or deeper shards are tough for you, you can just let me know when you find something you can't budge," she offered. She didn't want one of the bigger boys among the candidates to agree to help that way, and get the idea that they could push Sunaia around.
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As the duo of adopted siblings began to rake their little section of the sand, Mila wondered if she start some sort of conversation with the more experienced candidate. Sure she had been to a few Hatchings over the turns but she knew that Lai had been to quite a few more. Did she ask him for advice? Could she ask for advice without hurting him? She mulled over these thoughts and continued to work in silence. A list of questions began forming in her mind even as she feared to voice them aloud and hurt the closest thing she had to a brother.

For his part, Laikanurinato felt a crooked smile pull at his lips. He could see the wheels turning in his partner's mind. What is she thinking so hard about? Lai asked himself as he felt a fond sort of mantle settle over his thoughts. It was similar to how he felt about Karic but there was a distinct difference. Laikanu cared about the younger candidate, it was obvious but there was a depth to his growing feelings that he wasn't keen on admitting to any one save Tui just yet. Fearful that he would be left behind and forgotten when Mil impressed before him, the brawler left his feelings out of their conversations.

Just as Mila worked up the courage to ask the most innocent question in her mental list, there was a grabbing at her rake. Confusion flickered across her face as she bent to pick up the hard object. Was it the forgotten fragment of some Queen's egg? As she brushed the sand off her find, Mila's confusion shifted to a half-smile. "Marks!" She called out lifting the tokens up to show her friend. "Look Lai! Marks!" She called out again hoping to catch his attention.

It would take Laikanu a few moments to respond to the now excited Halimila. He had found his own wrapped treasure in the sand. A wide smile came to his face as he lifted the edge of his bundle to catch the familiar scent of jerky, "Awesome," He said as he quickly tucked his prize into an inner pocket to inspect better at a later time. Clearing his throat and his expressions, Lai turned towards the excited Mil. "Great! How much did you find?" Lai asked leaning a bit on his rake. "Two!" Mila answered shifting the tokens so he could see them. "Don't spend them all in the same place," He teased before chuckling. "C'mon, let's see what else they have hidden for us!" He encouraged as he placed his own rake back in the sand.
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