(07.13.2761 - GATHER) The Hatchery: Flit Eggs for Sale! (attn: ALL)
Betsy
Though the summer heat
hung heavy on the air, there was at least one stall that had brought along its
own additional warmth. A small firepit had been dug, and currently was being
put to use warming several large pots of flit eggs positioned around the glowing
embers. The eggs were grouped according to size, and ran the gamut of the usual
prices, from 2 marks for an egg likely to hatch a green, to 5 marks for an egg
suspected to hold a bronze inside. Jastin was going around and carefully checking the heat of the sands in each
box, every now and again lifting his shrewd gaze to make sure that his two
apprentices were unpacking his other supplies in an orderly fashion. Each of
the teenagers sported a simple set of shoulderknots strung with a lavender
cord, just like their master - Jastin was officially a dragonhealer, but he had specifically studied the
ailments of flits and whers and was thus able to effectively make his home
outside of the Weyr as he practiced his specialty, beholden to the support of
no one location in particular. Flit breeding made him a tidy sum of marks, and
so his apprentices were always fed and his own gold flit always pampered – and he
had the pride of knowing that no one would ever buy a dud egg from *his* stall.
At least no one would ever buy a dud egg from *his* stall. On his shoulder, the
miniature queen Rija cheeped in offense at the very thought. After all, one of
the clutches currently for sale was her own - *she* would never lay a dud!
Jastin grinned and lifted one hand to deliver a mollifying stroke up her
slender golden throat, feeling the familiar thrum against the back of his
fingers. “Perish the thought, sweetheart,” he murmured softly to her, his gaze
flicking suddenly away as it was caught by the sweeping descent of the first
draconic arrival to the Gather. The sun was rising and the crowds would begin soon… Jastin glanced
back to the large stone egg pots ringing the firepit, and a surprisingly
sentimental smile lingered on his face as he thought of the single egg pot that
his tiny queen had *insisted* upon hiding within the structure of the firepit itself.
Someone was about to have a much better Gather day than they expected… It was
lucky that Rija had never picked poorly, he supposed, but everyone she’d
selected in the past had been someone he’d been glad to delight with the
surprise, and he was looking forward to having that opportunity again. Another
dragon bugle struck the air, and the Dragonhealer’s smile broadened back to his
usual grin, his gaze returning front. “Ready for the customers, Rija?”
~Always!~
A long counter in front of the firepit held
various flit-oriented supplies that the stall also sold - individual egg pots
and oil were the most obvious essentials, but there were also a few slings to
hold newborns, as well as a few flit-sized hammocks and pillows. Two large
signs leaned up against either side of the counter, their lettering large but
neatly-printed. They were identical in their wording, each leaning at a
diagonal so that someone approaching from the front or from either side could
read them easily:
The Hatchery: Jastin's Flit Eggs
Bronze Eggs - 5 marks
Brown Eggs - 4 marks
Blue Eggs - 3 marks
Green Eggs - 2 marks
Satisfaction guaranteed!
OOC: When a character requests ICly to see a
certain group of eggs (bronze, brown, blue, or green), I'll show you the
picture of the eggs available, and you pick which egg your charrie wants. If
you'd like to have your character purchase an egg which hatches another color,
which does occasionally happen sometimes since the pricing is essentially based
on just a good guess, please email me directly. We'll only be allowing a
maximum of two of those situations this Gather, and the flits involved can only
hatch one color 'level' DOWN from what was purchased. So a brown egg could
hatch a blue, but not a bronze or a green, and a blue egg could hatch a green.
Furthermore, if you'd like to have your flit
written up for you and the sheet emailed to you as a surprise, please email
Killingly directly. ^_^
- Betsy
AIM: Suboshigrl
MSN: Subos...@hotmail.com
Yahoo: Sueshijuu
Allison Herzig
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Cheshire Pandacat
Two marks for a green egg... a waste, her father would scoff and say. Fire lizards were useful creatures, to be sure, but a girl of her standing had no need of one, so it would only be a frivolous pet. Back home in frosty High Reaches, where only the highest born and the richest could afford the creatures, Anomi having one would look arrogant, distasteful, as if she were putting on airs far above herself. Besides, having to care for and raise a pet would give her less time to attend to her other duties. Two marks was far too much for a humble, unwed girl to be spending on fancies, and such troublesome ones at that.
Oh, but how she *wanted* one.
Torn, Anomi bit her lower lip, struggling with herself. She could afford the two marks, barely. That was all the spending money she'd allowed herself for the Gather. She could... and she *really* wanted to, but...
--Cheshire w/ Anomi
(OOC: There is a plot going forward with Anomi here, so please don't respond to her! 8D;; Arielle, tag~)
Arielle
He walked along the lanes, his hands in his pockets, enjoying the morning and the general buzz of Gather preparations. The young man stopped near the Firelizard Egg stall, looking at the wares and set up. He turned to see who else might be near, wondering if Anomi would even show when there she was! Tori smiled and walked closer to her, noticing her wistful, desirous stare towards the eggs. "Hello, Anomi! How are you?" He debated with himself if he should offer to buy her an egg, wondering if she didn't have enough marks, and that was why she was so wistful.
He checked the prices. With his savings from when he first became an apprentice through now, minus the few things he'd bought during his time away from the Weyr, he had more than enough to consider a gift of an egg none to pricey at all. A green egg for Anomi, he thought, remembering how much she'd liked Last. Two marks would be a small price from his twenty-five marks. "Would you like an egg? I'd enjoy buying you a green as a gift. A sort of welcome to Eastern kind of gift." T'val really, really hoped she wouldn't think he was being too forward. He didn't want to scare such a nice girl as her away from dragonriders.
Cheshire Pandacat
<<He checked the prices. With his savings from when he first became an apprentice through now, minus the few things he'd bought during his time away from the Weyr, he had more than enough to consider a gift of an egg none to pricey at all. A green egg for Anomi, he thought, remembering how much she'd liked Last. Two marks would be a small price from his twenty-five marks. "Would you like an egg? I'd enjoy buying you a green as a gift. A sort of welcome to Eastern kind of gift." T'val really, really hoped she wouldn't think he was being too forward. He didn't want to scare such a nice girl as her away from dragonriders.>>
"Oh, no, I couldn't," she squeaked automatically. "That's... that's too much, you shouldn't spend your marks on me. Um, thank you very much for the offer," Anomi added, hoping her refusal wouldn't be seen as rude. She was too stunned by the generous offer to think of whether or not it had any implications. Her eyes drifted wistfully over to the fire lizard stall again. "I... I can't really justify getting one anyway," she mumbled, staring at her feet.
That's right. She couldn't justify it, she just couldn't. When had she become the type of person who pined for things they couldn't have? How embarrassing.
--Cheshire w/ Anomi
Arielle
"Think of it as a little bit of wishful thinking. You with a green firelizard and hopefully you with a dragon, right?"
Nicole Graves
"I would also like an egg likely to be a bronze." Persepha said, more than a little shy. Her stomach fluttered and for one panicky moment, she thought she would vomit. She took a deep breath and counting out her marks, presented them demurely. Inside, her heart was beating a a mile a minute. Awntreth, who was sunning with a few other dragons, turned her mind toward her rider.
{{Yes....you are sure to get what you want. It's fate.}}
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Cheshire Pandacat
Her lingering anxieties about what her family would think faded. That's right, she *did* want to Impress a dragon, she *did,* and she *would,* so... so she wouldn't be going back ho- back to High Reaches with the fire lizard anyway. And... it would be a convenient way to communicate with her family, and... and maybe if Father was mad at her about Impressing a green fire lizard, he'd be *less* mad at K'lor for Impressing a green dragon.
And even if none of that reasoning held much water with Father or Mikloran, it would be rude to refuse T'val's generosity when he was being so kind, and... and she *wanted* one, so... so wasn't it okay for her to have one?
Fighting back the urge to let her eyes tear up, she finally dipped her head in a tiny nod. "Thank you, T'val" she whispered. She was still staring at her feet, so she lifted stubborn eyes to meet his. "But, um... I-I'll pay for half of it!"
--Cheshire w/ Anomi
Arielle
"You're very welcome," he replied as she finally looked him in the eye after her episode of blushing. He chose not to comment on it. "Oh!" He hadn't thought she'd suggest that. It was only two marks after all, well within his budget. "Uhm, I'm sure I can pay for the full amount, I've got enough marks for this Gather for that. And like I said, it's a gift. Right?" Tori hoped his reasoning made sense but if she insisted he wasn't sure that it wouldn't be rude to not allow her to pay for half of it.
Cheshire Pandacat
--Cheshire w/ Anomi