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Benden Weyr> Ursa says, "Damn, it is late!"
Maarie creases her brow and stands up slowly, shifting 'lizard in her arms. "Seems I'm 
more than needed." Patting Ursa on the back before leaving she waves her free arm in 
farewell and heads outside.
Ursa watches Maarie's blue, then looks at the enthusiastic one in her lap. "Is mine 
gonna do that some day?" she asks helplessly.
Reserved Pearly-Hued Blue Hatchling slowly makes his way toward the edge of the bucket, 
and then over. He sees a medicine pouch. He knows what that is. Medcicines are good. He 
should probably check his endocrine levels anyway.
Mehlani, as her father climbs stiffly to his feet, blinks. Her little head turns around, 
and she spots the quiet green. Curiously, the child regards the hatchling, and her young 
features relax from their earlier joy into a tranquil understanding. You might almost 
swear she's amused.
Ziaran glances at the Green and smiles hesitantly, his display of meats still there, he 
packs it up and nods to those around him.
Reserved Pearly-Hued Blue Hatchling stumbles towards Ziaran.
Benden Weyr> Kassima cheers and whistles and rahs and stuff. Yay, green! Yay, Ryi! ;) 
(Just consider me a representative for S.S.W.S.T.G.F.M.G.F.L ;)
Ziaran blinks as he looks at the blue..."Well...hello."
Cliff's Edge Egg explodes in a flurry of shards as the hatchling bursts forth.
From the first moment this green bursts from her shell, her voice is raised in a 
one-lizard tirade. She seems bent on nagging every other firelizard there, and probably 
won't be satisfied until she does. While she implores one of the others to go and eat, 
she stands still long enough to get a good look at her. Her hide is a pale sea-green 
with an overlay of a grayish sooty color. The 'soot' seems to have concentrated itself 
in small crevices, like the base of her tail or the joints of her wings. It is so 
concentrated, in fact, you don't really notice any green underneath at all. She abruptly 
zips off, intent on nagging someone else to eat. You have to wonder when she'll think to 
feed herself.
Maarie winks to Ursa, "Tis Thos' not mine, and hopefully not. Can imagine how much 
quieter life'd be without it." With that she finally slips out.
Maarie slips out of the records cavern.
Benden Weyr> F'hlan suddenly wonders if Mehlani Impressed the wrong hatchling... :)
Ziaran nodsnods to the blue's mouth, feeding him, sitting down again.
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling turns her head, and looks at the other green. She 
chirps, once.
Ziaran giggles.. "Uh oh, two blues I have now."
Ursa looks up as Maarie vanishes. "wait! What do I do with this thing?" she demands, 
pretending innocent. She scoops up the energetic blue and dashes out after Maarie.
Ursa slips out of the records cavern.
Benden Weyr> Maarie says, "Goodnight, Benden!"
Benden Weyr> Kenai waves to Maarie!
Nagging Sooty Green Hatchling doesn't appear to want to hear, at first. Then she finally 
stops her nagging..long enough to listen to what is being said.
Mehlani doesn't have a hand free; her arms are curled to cradle baby bronze Holl. But 
this doesn't stop the child from reaching over and nudging her father, rather like the 
lingering cat Callie, with the top of her auburn head.
Lysseth> Ursa glances around. "where'd she go? huh?"
Benden Weyr> Aphrael snugs a Maarie.
Depth of Winter Egg slooowly cracks open, almost as if it is moving in slow motion. A 
tiny snout appears, and..
After what seems like an interminable wait for this egg to crack, a tiny, anorexic 
looking green slowly steps out of the shards. Her hide is a pale yellowish-green, and it 
looks dull, even while still moist from her birth. She makes a big deal out of carefully 
lifting each wing and studying it intently, then lets forth with a piteous creel that 
lets you know that she is oh-so-sick and may not be long for this world. As the smells 
of the meat waft over to her, however, her eyes start whirling redly, and she looks at 
the offerings before her with a calculating eye. She speeds towards the food, wings 
slightly extended. Just then, she remembers she's supposed to be sick, and she comes to 
a complete standstill, head drooping as she listlessly eyes the treats spread out before 
her.
F'hlan blinks down at his offspring; then, as Mehlani serenely tilts her head in the 
direction of the remaining hatchlings, the bronze rider blinks. Faranth.
Benden Weyr> Ursa says, "night, folks."
Jiriel is a complete sucker, and mumbles vaguely concerned words as he hastily reaches 
forward with a generous pile of meat in his hands to the thin green hatchling.
Kassima chuckles at Ziaran. "Two are nay a problem. Thirty and two, now that can be a 
problem...." Of course, considering that Kassi still goes to any hatching she can get 
to, it apparently isn't enough of one to deter her. Maybe she's addicted, or maybe she's 
just an idiot; whatever the cause, Kassi continues to idly twirl her meat scraps as she 
keeps an eye on the hatchlings. "Quite a few greens in this clutch," she quips.
Nagging Sooty Green Hatchling looks thoughtful as she walks over to the edge of the 
bucket. She stands on it, and looks out at the people. One foot moves, and over the edge 
she goes...but she extends her wings at the last moment and glides to the ground.
Ziaran grins and nods. "Aye, that is true."
"'Lani, dear, do you want to watch the rest of the hatching?" her father asks, while 
thinking fast. Three, count 'em, three new greens. Time to flee. "I'll wait for you 
outside, if you wish..."
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling goes back to staring at F'hlan.
Sickly Pale Yellowish-Green Hatchling wanders over to Jirian. Oh, but she aches all 
over. And her blood sugar level's down. Don't suppose you've got something sweet in 
there?
Jiriel, sorry. :)
Nagging Sooty Green Hatchling gets to her feet, and bemused, she walks right up the 
first lap she comes across.
Jiriel smiles encouragingly at the sickly green. "Here you go." he says gently.
Tari flits up and pops into *between*.
Nagging Sooty Green Hatchling stumbles towards Kenai.
Mehlani pipes softly, "I want to watch, Papa!" That, at least, makes her sire smile 
crookedly; F'hlan murmurs a promise to get a nice warm fire on the hearth in their weyr 
going, then turns to creep out. As he goes, he frowns, bemused, and glances over his 
shoulder; his brown eyes meet the steady ones of the quiet green, and then he jerks them 
away. No, no, and no. Get out of her, rider. He moves.
F'hlan er, get out of HERE, rider. :)
Kenai blinks in surprise as one of the hatchlings nearly runs right into her in an 
effort to get at her mostly-forgoteen piece of meat. She hurriedly offers another, and 
scoops up the little green which scolds her briefly, then gobbles it down.
Sickly Pale Yellowish-Green Hatchling takes a small bite. You know, you shouldn't eat 
your food in big bites. It could lodge in your throat and you could choke. She goes one 
like this, even as she accepts more tidbits and eventually climbs up into a lap.
Sickly Pale Yellowish-Green Hatchling stumbles towards Jiriel.
F'hlan reminds his daughter, "I'll be waiting, sweetling, just outside." And with that, 
as hastily as he can on a bad lag, he limps out.
F'hlan slips out of the records cavern.
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling regards F'hlan with a calm, solemn gaze. She hasn't 
said anything, other than the one chirp, and it doesn't even look like she's hungry. She 
just sits..until F'hlan bolts. She then swivels her head, and looks at the others.
Benden Weyr> F'hlan .oO (Not getting me that easily! HAHAHA!)
Benden Weyr> Kassima awwws, F'hlan, gonna make that poor little green chase you out into 
the snow? Meanie. ;)
Mehlani's face falls. Awww.
Jiriel strokes his new green pet very gently, as if the smallest caress could be harmful 
to one so frail, and carefully deposits her in the crook of the other arm.
Benden Weyr> Ryialla says, "Marilyn wouldn't do that. So I guess he's safe."
Ziaran looks around for anything he has to eat, finding some ..cookies??
Brick Egg starts to get a web on tiny cracks in its surface.
Benden Weyr> F'hlan grins.
Bear Egg rolls into the Trebuchet egg.
Brick Egg cracks right down a row of bricks, and breaks in half, leaving a hatchling 
sitting there.
Big-boned for a green, she carries herself with an air of perfect confidence, knowing 
that whatever move she makes will be the right one. A light sagebrush color at her head, 
her hide gradually darkens to a very deep green at her tail. A close observation of the 
green reveals it to be the same, basic sagebrush color but in a darker shade. She 
chirps, once, and strolls towards her first meal, knowing, deep in her heart, she'll 
make the right choice.
Trebuchet Egg splinters into multiple pieces, leaving little wooden-colored shards 
everywhere. And standing there is...
Ever see the leaves just after they've opened, when they are crisp and new and full of 
that color everyone associates with spring? Well, that's the color of this tiny green. 
Smaller than average, and with large, expressive eyes, shelooks like a lost waif, more 
than a baby firelizard. She acts oddly for a baby firelizard, as well. She takes a few 
pieces of the multi-colored shells around her, and nudges them into an appealing 
pattern..one where the colors she's chosen blend together well and are pleasing to the 
eye. She then takes her tail and makes patterns in the sand, around the shards. When she 
is done, she looks up, and lets out a very quiet warble, then almosst looks embarrassed 
as she steps away from her creation.
Mehlani gets to her feet, too, and studies the quiet green calmly. She then pads with 
purpose outside -- only to return, a moment later, tugging her sire.
F'hlan strides in from the bowl.
(OOC) Ryialla turns it into a greenfest.
Kassima watches F'hlan bolt from the room and stifles a laugh, not entirely 
successfully; she does manage to choke it down to a strange, strangled sort of sound, 
though. "Aye, quite a few greens in this clutch," she repeats as the eggs crack shell to 
reveal green contents.
Benden Weyr> F'hlan faints at the newest one. Now THAT's a F'hlan green AIGH!
F'hlan protests, "Shard it, Mehlani, I told you..."
Benden Weyr> Kassima giggles! Oh, man... I haven't laughed this hard in a week or more!
Artistic Springtime Leaf Green Hatchling chirps, sweetly.
Sanne stuffs another bit of meat into her blue's mouth. She looks up at Kenai, "What do 
you think of the name, Miquig?"
Bear Egg shivers, shakes, and splits apart.
Bear Egg twitches again. Twitch. Twitch. *Snap* The egg is gone, broken into shards, and 
in its place is...
Dark as the loam on the forest floor, this one is. Darker, actually, in places. In fact, 
a patch on his head is so dark, it looks nearly black, but a close look reveals a bit of 
blue in there as well. The patch actually resembles a small hat if you look at it the 
right way. This brown slinks out of the remnants of his shell and cautiously moves 
around. The very way he moves gives him a mysterious air..as if there is something more 
to him than meets the eye. After what seems like an interminable wait, he makes his way 
to the food, searching for -the- perfect dish to assuge his hunger, yet appeal to his 
palate.
Kenai blinks and mouths the name. "Mi-what?"
Mehlani tells her father in utmost earnestness, "She likes you," as she points a tiny 
hand to the quiet green.
Jiriel settles cosily into a chair to watch the rest of the hatching.
Ziaran grins at the green, finding some spare food for the green, after getting a nip 
from Nerosomalithali, "Yes yes.." he looks around seeing all the greens.
Sanne grins, "Miquig." She looks down at the hatchling, "I like it. Yep. That's who this 
one is."
F'hlan begins to blush, and explains gruffly to his daughter, "Lass, half the greens on 
Pern like me, doesn't mean I should Impress them."
Newly named Miquig burps cutely and falls asleep.
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling gets to her feet, and makes her way to the floor, 
and the food. She looks up at F'hlan. Silently. Quietly. Almost...demandingly.
K'tyn grins at Kethran and the others, snatching a handful of raw,bleeding meat. "Heya, 
you lovelies, I've food here."
Kethran finally gets brave enough, and this time manages to successfully pick up the new 
green, sighing quietly with relief.
Mehlani, looking strangely steady of gaze just like the hatchling, replies simply, "She 
likes you." Clearly, this explains everything.
Confident Sage-Brush Green Hatchling strides over to K'tyn, and warbles at him. Hello.
Kassima bites her lip, practically choking on restrained giggles. She will not laugh, 
she won't--it's not polite. Not now, anyway--later. She'll have a really good laugh 
about this later. Promising herself this, she watches the spectacle between F'hlan and 
the greens with an amused eye, not really paying attention to her own pile of meat 
scraps.
Kenai grins at Sanne. "Well, as long as you can pronounce it, that's what matters.."
Mysterious Earthy Brown Hatchling just sits and shoots dark looks at everyone.
K'tyn looks at the confident green, "Well now, can I offer you some food, my dear?"
Confident Sage-Brush Green Hatchling chirps. Yes.
Confident Sage-Brush Green Hatchling stumbles towards K'tyn.
Sanne chuckles, "He knows who I'm talking about. That's what really matters."
Benden Weyr> Kassima is totally RL cracking up. Thanks, Ryi!! :)
F'hlan frowns. "Doesn't anybody else in here need to Impress?" he calls out.
K'tyn nods, "Here, Darlin'. Feast yourself on these, hm?" He grins suavely.
Jiriel smiles uncertainly. "I've already got two!"
Kenai chuckles. "Oh, just feed her... give in."
Benden Weyr> F'hlan says, "Lady Bright, K'tyn, TWO greens in one clutch? You've topped 
me!"
Benden Weyr> Kenai ammends, "Join the dark side...."
Kassima chuckles at Kiat. "A pair of greens you have indeed now, just as you'd wanted."
K'tyn grins at F'hlan, "Feed her. Give in! It's useless to resist..."
Sanne blinks and looks up, then smiles, realizing F'hlan's problem.
K'tyn nods, "Indeed, and I'm happy, too!"
Mehlani adds quietly to her sire, "Somebody has to feed her."
Benden Weyr> Kenai says, "Resistance is futile... you /will/ be.... *bap* quit that. :)"
Benden Weyr> Kassima has to admit, that's impressive! I've had two blues in one clutch, 
and one blue and one green, but never two greens... wow. Kiat, you may just be the Next 
Generation of Green FL Magnets!
Benden Weyr> F'hlan makes K'tyn Impress the rest of the greens? ;)
Benden Weyr> <Kassima> Green Hatchling> << I am green. Of Benden. You will be Impressed. 
>>
Benden Weyr> Kenai ROTFL!
Mysterious Earthy Brown Hatchling scowls (well, as best as a firelizard can scowl) at 
Kassima. He strides over to her, and begins lambasting her with chirps and bugles, 
puncutated by a few rumble-like-sounds.
F'hlan, turning progressively more crimson of cheek, eyes the silent hatchling.
Kethran shakes his head at F'hlan, and shrugs. "No... I've already got one, you see..."
Benden Weyr> Kassima thinks three Dews have done Many Strange Things to her brain.
Benden Weyr> Kethran eeeks! Hey, that's /my/ weyr, too!
Miquig is now listening.
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling simply looks up at F'hlan and waits. She -knows- 
she'll unnerve him enough to slip, eventually.
Kenai leans over and admires the artistic patterns created by the little green. 
"Interesting..."
Artistic Springtime Leaf Green Hatchling is still making patterns in the sand with her 
tail.
Sanne leans over to look too, "Ooo..She is pretty."
K'tyn grins at his pair of greens proudly, "I've no idea what to name them, but I'm sure 
'twill come to me."
Kassima blinks at the brown, just now noticing him, and puts her hands on her hips to 
frown back down at him. "What d'you be screeching at me for, lad? I've done naught to 
you!" Kyria wakes up and grumpily adds her voice to her pet's. Making some sort of 
dramatic gesture to emphasize her words, though Faranth only knows why, a piece of meat 
goes flying from Kassi's hand and lands *splat* against a wall. "Oooooooooops...." The 
sheepish greenrider dashes over to scrape up the mess, turning no less than five--count 
them, five!--shades of crimson.
Mysterious Earthy Brown Hatchling nudges Kassi in the leg with his head. How DARE you 
not pay attention to me? I've had men killed for less..
Benden Weyr> Kassima has always wanted to throw meat at a hatching, but never got the 
chance before. Don't ask why it suddenly popped into my head to do it now, because I am, 
as ever, clueless. :)
Indeed, the bronze rider seems to grow more and more embarrassed, with not only the 
green's steady regard on him but that of his child as well. "You all arranged this, 
didn't you?" he mutters, but not unkindly. Alright, alright, shards, I don't want the 
creature to expire...
Benden Weyr> F'hlan says, "Hey, Ryialla, are you logging this? :)"
Mysterious Earthy Brown Hatchling shakes his head. That's not how you feed a firelizard. 
Why do I bother, anyway? Waste of my time..
Benden Weyr> Ryialla is at the lab, and couldn't, unfortunately. :(
Kassima mutters under her breath, "Aye, aye... Faranth, lad. Be quiet for a moment so I 
can get this off the wall a'fore it drips on something important, eh?" Kassi delicately 
peels the wet scrap from the wall and starts trying to wipe off the juice with her 
sleeve.
Ziaran just watches the green quietly, thinking to himself.
Benden Weyr> Kassima is logging it, though. :)
Benden Weyr> K'tyn hopes someone is.:) Hm, maybe I can get most of it; hold on...
Mysterious Earthy Brown Hatchling suddenly jumps up and snags the meat from Kassi. 
-This- is how.
Benden Weyr> F'hlan beams to Kassima. Great, this requires being saved for posterity, 
for a number of reasons. :)
Benden Weyr> K'tyn grins at Kassi. There ya go.:)
Mysterious Earthy Brown Hatchling stumbles towards Kassima.
Kenai hmmms thoughtfully at the artistic little green and points, without thinking 
"Maybe if you put a line right there and then looped..." she trails off, blushing, 
having been caught talking to a firelizard. "Aaaah, ahem."
Artistic Springtime Leaf Green Hatchling looks up and chirps. You think so?
Benden Weyr> Kenai can snag it all. :)
Kethran grins. "Congratulations again, K'tyn. I think. You know we'll get no sleep at 
all with these three creeling, right?"
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling continues to wait. Well?
Kenai looks around to see if anyone's watching and nods, "Right there..."
Artistic Springtime Leaf Green Hatchling realizes she's hungry, and chirps wistfully at 
Kenai.
F'hlan grumbles to himself. Melora is NOT going to believe this, and the Wing won't let 
him forget it, either.... but with that unwavering, demanding green still staring at 
him, he creeps closer to her, grabbing some food as he goes, and sets it down 
disgruntedly before her.
Kenai chuckles. "Well, there's plenty of food over here, all you have to do is come get 
it."
Kassima glacks and lands on her rump with surprise as she suddenly finds her hands full 
of brown fire-lizard. "Bright Faranth. Nay patience, nay patience at all...." She lets 
the brownling have the flying scrap and carries him back to her pile to fetch the rest 
of them.
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling nods, and accepts the meat. She looks back up at 
F'hlan, and makes a noise in her throat. You could swear it sounded like the word 
'Okay'.
Artistic Springtime Leaf Green Hatchling chirps. But..I don't want to leave this. Could 
you pretty please get me some? Please?
Kethran applauds F'hlan. "Hear, hear, bronzerider! I feared for a moment that green was 
going to have to chase you. You do have a ground-floor weyr, after all," he chuckles.
Sanne grins, watching Kenai. She leans over and says softly, "So talking to them is the 
secret?" She chuckles.
Ziaran grins at the Artistic Green hatchling, just chuckles.
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling walks right onto F'hlan's boot. He's going to have 
to pick her up if he wants to move.
Kenai shakes her head, grinning, and kneels down next to the little green, handing her 
over a piece of meat, being careful not to disturb the patterns. She looks over her 
shoulder, just /looks/ at her cousin.
Ryialla is trying, very, very hard not to giggle.
F'hlan glances over his shoulder dourly at Kethran; the rider is still blushing. Either 
oblivious to or ignoring the small smile Mehlani flashes for a moment, he then blinks 
down at the flutter on his foot. "Ahh, scorch it," he mumbles, sheepishly.
Jiriel watches the bronzerider and the green with a kind of fascination.
Artistic Springtime Leaf Green Hatchling creels hungrily, and devours the meat.
Artistic Springtime Leaf Green Hatchling stumbles towards Kenai.
Sanne smiles at Kenai, "Congratulations!"
Spiritual Turquoise Green Hatchling stumbles towards F'hlan.
F'hlan, you'd think, finds the sight of a green fire lizard on his foot not unfamiliar. 
And a bane to his gruffness, too, for his face is softening even as he watches her. At 
last, he stiffly kneels, to scoop the little green up.
Benden Weyr> Ryialla collapses and dies. Never, ever again. But boy, is it worth it..
Kassima isn't even trying anymore, but she does try to make it look like she's giggling 
at Something Completely Different.
Benden Weyr> F'hlan remembers Twyr, and does NOT step on THIS green.... *cackle*
Ryialla loses it completely, and gives into the giggles.
Kenai grins and continues to feed the little green, and grins at Sanne. "Thanks," then 
she blinks. "Oh, my, two greens..."
Benden Weyr> F'hlan reports that Melora is NOT going to let him live this down...
Benden Weyr> K'tyn grins at the spiritual green. Another of my favorite chars.
Ziaran giggles and waves to everyone.. "Thanks..Nerosomalithi thanks you." he chuckles 
and waves.
Benden Weyr> F'hlan also reports that this makes SIX, count 'em, SIX greens for him 
now...
Sanne chuckles, "I just have two browns and now two blues. I think a green would be too 
much with my fair."
Benden Weyr> K'tyn ohs? I thought you'd like 50, F'hlan.:)
Benden Weyr> F'hlan whimpers.
Benden Weyr> Ryialla WANTS a copy of this log.
Benden Weyr> Kenai will save it then. :)
Benden Weyr> Kassima changes the numbers in her desc. Thirty-two blues, ten greens, one 
brown, one gold. :)
Ryialla says "Thank you for coming."
Sanne smiles at Ryialla, "Thank you!"
K'tyn grins at Ryialla, "Thanks for the prizes."
Benden Weyr> Ryialla says, "Ah, thought you didn't have a brown. :)"
Benden Weyr> Kassima says, "Thank Faranth that *mine* don't all glow at the same time, 
or I would throw myself screaming from my ledge! :)"
Ziaran grins. "Two blues, newly hatched Nerosomalithi and Havenarsologngo" he smiles, 
"Now I need to get back to the Hall, to give Snider these shardling herbs.
Ryialla calls to her gold.
Kethran chuckles at K'tyn. "Maybe someday you can be like him," he suggests, nudging his 
weyrmate.
Jiriel slowly gets to his feet with a long drawn-out sigh, letting his gaze run over the 
broken shards. "Oh, I almost forgot why I came in the first place!" He reclaims his 
sheath of hides from their hiding place among countless others.
Kenai grins at Ryialla, carefully picking up the now sleeping green, and cradling her in 
her elbow with the other.
Her face softly shining, Mehlani seems now content to move. She goes to her sire and 
nudges him gently; F'hlan looks down sheepishly at her, smiles lopsidedly, and mumbles, 
"I'd almost bet you arranged it, you smart little minxlet." If she had, Mehlani isn't 
telling. But father and daughter slip out of the room together, along with their new 
companions, and the still yowling cat.
Ryialla grins down at her. "Don't get proddy again anytime soon, hey? The greens are bad 
enough.."
Mehlani slips out of the records cavern.
Sanne's eyes get big and she looks at Kenai, "And you thought Miquig was hard to 
pronounce!"
F'hlan slips out of the records cavern.
(OOC) Ryialla invites you all to her next hatching, based on Sailor Moon. Be sure to get 
your info. :)
Benden Weyr> F'hlan snugs Ryialla merrily. :)
Benden Weyr> Ryialla giggles and snugs back.
Benden Weyr> Kenai heeees and snugs a Kyi. :)
Kassima smiles at Ryi. "'Twas an excellent hatching, Ryi... m'thanks for letting me come 
and try my luck, and all that."
Jiriel smiles at the rider, "Thanks for letting me stay." He takes one sheet out from 
the pile of others, leaves it in a pigeon hole, and gathers himself together all while 
balancing two sleeping firelizards.
Kenai grins at Sanne. "I'll stick to nice simple things..."
Benden Weyr> F'hlan says, "Kassima, I want this log. ;)"
Ryialla says "Glad you could make it.."
Sanne ohs, "And what are you going to name her?"
Benden Weyr> Kassima snugsaRyi! I like both of mine very much. :) Named 'em Kyria and 
Mahogany--never let it be said that I'm original when it comes to naming. :P The log 
shall be y'all's the instant I get it edited. :)
Ziaran slips out of the records cavern.
Benden Weyr> K'tyn yays! Thanks, Kass
Jiriel nods to those still assembled in a friendly way, then walks out.
Jiriel slips out of the records cavern.
Benden Weyr> Ryialla says, "Good, you can edit out my extra colons. :)"
Kenai looks down at both greens and pnders. "Never had to name two at once before..."
Benden Weyr> Kassima says, "Poor, poor Kassi, though... bad enough having thirty-two 
that chase greens. Worse to have thirty-three that chase greens, and one that chases 
golds as well. ;) It's really no wonder that she's off her rocker, n'est-ce pas? ;)"
K'tyn grins at Kenai. "Me either! I'm thinking Gem and Jewel."
(OOC) Ryialla You guys get the info from the sand? I've got it off-line if needed,but my 
quota's WAY over.
K'tyn @em OOC I have mine, Ryi. (K'tyn)
Benden Weyr> F'hlan staggers off to bed, bemoaning flits. :)
Benden Weyr> Kassima is truly a masochist, yup. :) Now to start planning Zabreneva's 
clutch... the one based on Nethack! This should be fun. ;)
Benden Weyr> F'hlan can't want to see the nethack clutch. :)
Kassima * has hers, yeah. :)
Benden Weyr> Ryialla will be there. :)
Benden Weyr> K'tyn grins, a dual gold's clutch, Kassi!
Benden Weyr> Kassima says, "Just you wait, F'hlan. Just you wait. I have such a 
hatchling in mind for you...!"
Kethran grins quietly. "Gem and jewel, huh? Still not sure on mine. I'm tempted to name 
her 'Proddy', since she sees to have hatched that way."
Kenai chuckles at K'tyn. "I always have a terrible time thinking of names... I want to 
make sure I have them /right/..."
Ryialla says "Stubborn?"
Benden Weyr> Kassima says, "AIGH! A 30 egg clutch?!?!? Dear Erevan Ilsere... that would 
take *hours*.... Bet it could be done, though!"
Benden Weyr> Kenai wants to see it!
K'tyn snorts, "She's not proddy, Keth! She's discriminating."
(OOC) Ryialla dests the sand. Let her know if you need the info.
Kethran chuckles. "So why'd she pick me, bronzerider? Answer me that!" He cradles the 
little green in his lap. "She's cute, though -- when she's sleeping."
Benden Weyr> Kenai aaaaaaaaaaaags!!!!!!!! at the WHO! Look!!!
Benden Weyr> Kassima could always offer to chip in the eggs of eight greens, making it a 
78 egg clutch.... ;)
Benden Weyr> K'tyn hees. We don't have to do 15 eggies each. :)
Benden Weyr> Kenai whews. OK, there's one 't' in there....
Benden Weyr> Kethran grins. I just asked Trey if she could log out and log back in. She 
shouted back (she's in the other office) "Screw the case!"
Benden Weyr> Kethran says, "Screw the K's ;)"
Benden Weyr> Kenai aaaaaws. Pout. Sniffle.
Benden Weyr> Kethran says, "And she changed her @doing. She's weird."
Benden Weyr> Kassima laughs! :) Truth, Kiat! We could have one for each type of char, 
though... and then there are the gods. I really wanna see a hatchling based on Erevan 
Ilsere. ;)
Benden Weyr> Kassima says, "Plus a dog, and a cat, and the Wizard, and a nalfeshnee, and 
there *must* be a marilith...."
Benden Weyr> K'tyn grins. SO and I were talking about just having that.;)
Benden Weyr> K'tyn grins. Jubilex! :)
Benden Weyr> Kassima laughs! Yes!! Nauseating Demonic Green Hatchling.... ;)
Benden Weyr> Kethran ooos! An elf-lizard ;)
Benden Weyr> K'tyn grins. An archeologist lizard that pops out humming Indiana Jones 
theme.:)
Kassima laughs at Keth. "You should've seen one of R'val's greens, when she hatched--she 
was practically glowing, and the most vicious little thing you've ever seen!"
Benden Weyr> Kassima says, "With markings resembling a fedora and a leather jacket, 
*yes*! :)"
Kenai slips out of the records cavern.
Ryialla says "Ooh, I remember that.."
Kassima grins at Ryi. "You've met up with her? She hatched from the same clutch my Kinte 
came from, and Jaeleka's Mud... 'twas amusing, really. The eggs were... well, a bit on 
the odd side."
Ryialla says "Yes, I've met her. Y'know..this sounds silly, but I don't remember the 
eggs. Firelizard hatchings are getting to be a big blur.."
K'tyn grins. "I am not surprised, Ryi."