Jasmine's treasure | Stand-alone

Not the large stone caverns that Weyr people are used to, these are buildings built on the top of the cliff, sometimes referred to as the Weyr Cliff. These buildings are all the same size, with multiple apartments for dragonriders to live in in each building. Because of space constraints, dragons sleep in large pavilions built around the dragonrider apartments.
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Wed Jun 20, 2018 3:55 pm

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P'list had completed his ferrying duties for the Feast, transporting several people he didn't really know, as well as a few he was more familiar with, and mostly enjoyed it. While he was glad to be in a full threadfighting wing now that he was of age, he did still like meeting people from all over Pern, and showing off how beautiful his dragon was. The Feast was already underway, but he needed to get out of his riding leathers before he went himself, so he headed back to his quarters.

Jasmine was there, acting odd and fiercely protecting something in the corner of P'list's mattress from Mouse's curious nose. She was acting almost like a broody mother, which was ridiculous, because she had gone slightly egg heavy after one of her flights last turn, must have laid a clutch somewhere, but never returned to them. Typical of a green, and not exactly upsetting. He didn't have to find good homes for the eggs if he had no way of finding them, after all.

Still, he approached her, and she allowed it, proudly showing off....

Well, it wasn't a starlizard egg. He gave her an odd look. "Where did you find this, Jasmine, who did you steal this from?"

She ignored the question, nuzzling the tiny egg. Gemlizard, or one of those tiny flitts with translucent wings?

Either way, it wasn't ready to hatch. P'list didn't think anyone in the Weyr had a clutch of eggs for either kind of lizard hardening right now, so maybe Jasmine had found it in the wilderness? He sighed. "All right, Jasmine, unless I find out it belongs to someone else, we'll keep it," he promised, stripping off the leathers. But he reached for the egg, dealing with his pet's indignant noises. "You can't keep it on my bed," he told her, "I might roll over on it," so he grabbed the catbed Fluff never used, putting it in the corner of the room, and slipping the egg right into the edge of the cushion.
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Thu Jul 12, 2018 2:17 pm

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P'list hadn't forgotten about the little egg Jasmine had found. He'd asked around the Weyr, and no one had any gemlizard eggs (and he'd clarified that was what it was, asking how the gossamer eggs looked different), let alone any missing. Apparently, she had found it somewhere out in the wild.

It was cute to watch her hover over it, if a bit odd considering how disinterested she apparently was in her own eggs. (He was still quite certain she'd laid a few the turn before, but had no idea where she'd left them. Apparently not anywhere in his apartment.) After he had moved the egg to Fluff's unused cat bed, she had become fiercely territorial over the bed, and she chased both Fluff and Bumble away several times a day.

Obviously, he knew the egg would probably hatch eventually. It could have been a dud, which would have been a problem when he ultimately had to get it away from Jasmine and dispose of it, but it was likely to hatch, he just wasn't thinking about it. He imagined it would hatch while he was away, during his duties, not in the middle of the night, with Jasmine urgently demanding he wake up.

He stumbled to her little corner with the catbed, and the tiny egg was practically vibrating. Poor Jasmine was so confused, and P'list sighed, struggling to remember what he'd been told about gemlizards. He didn't need to keep meat on hand to bond with it, they...

He wrinkled his nose. They wanted blood, like with whers. He wondered for a moment if he should encourage it to bond with Jasmine, but she was glaring at the vibrating egg, and he thought she might not even have understood that there was a growing baby lizard in it. Had she just thought it was a special toy? One that was now acting strangely, instead of just sitting there for her to cuddle and protect?

An orange head poked its way out of the shell, and oh. It was a copper. If he remembered correctly, the little thing was probably going to end up female, bonded to him, and P'list sighed. He scooped the little egg into his hand, with the lizard still fighting his way out. Another little lizard to hide eggs instead of brooding them, though without wings, this one might not be able to hide them somewhere P'list couldn't find them.

"Alright, little one," he said, wincing and looking away while he let the creature bite his hand. Jasmine was settling down, classifying the lizard as a new member of the family instead of the destroyer of her tiny toy, and she would probably have forgotten about the egg in a day or two. He would feed the new pet in the morning, and he let it curl into his hand for the moment. "Too tired to think of a name right now," he whispered, before going back to bed. Jasmine was still curling possessively into her little catbed, now without the egg, but P'list was sure that in a few days she would be back to demanding a place on his pillow.
Quiloth     Elahrairath     Nahumth      
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Zenith         Ramlahvas
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   Atumra       Panlovis     Galask  Gask                      
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