Chapter 2.6: Hatchlings!

[yhlee]

[First, some housekeeping: I'm going to be at Worldcon in Dublin and therefore out of the country, with limited time for email, from August 14 to 19. Please bear with me if responses are slow during that time.]

The Cantata is continuing on its way to Autumn Pyre.

Anyone monitoring Jedao will find that he has been tensing and untensing his muscles, and making slow stretching motions, without making overt attempts to escape, so he doesn't stiffen up while he's bound. He says to the room, "A glass of water would be appreciated if anyone's listening."

In the middle of the night (ship's time), there are EXTREMELY loud distress calls from Fluffy's enclosure, and shortly thereafter, multiple very loud chirrups from within the nest. Gerae appears to be sound asleep and unresponsive.

[Anyone who wants a baby pseudo-dragon of their own should report in!]

Comments

Re: checking on the babies - paging Alaric, Sulen, and Virmad

[bariolage]

"Calcium isn't going to be as malleable, so I guess milk is the best bet," says Ione, who doesn't ask what kind of animal's milk they're using, even if she is curious. Possibly not curious enough. "Oh, er - actually met? Just one. I've seen more from far away."

She crouches alongside the nest, smiling more brightly than makes any sense in this context. "Fluffy, poor thing, you must be exhausted."

Re: checking on the babies - paging Alaric, Sulen, and Virmad

[yhlee]

Fluffy pauses in her ministrations to nuzzle Ione, making a chirruping sound that is obviously Vraselian pseudo-dragon for "I am a beleaguered but grateful single mom."

dragon tangent - paging Ione

[zuhrovet]

"But how do the dragons work?" Sasha asks. "What makes them dragons, and not neo-dinosaurs? Did they evolve in an invariant way, to suit a particular environment? Or did someone engineer them? Or do they depend on some exotic calendar?"

Re: dragon tangent - paging Ione

[slybrarian]

"I can't speak for Ione," Alaric said, somewhat distracted by carefully squeezing disgusting goo into the hungry maw of a baby, "but where I come, traditionally the defining feature is being able to talk. Unless you're one of those people obsessed with heraldry who insist they have to have four legs and two wings, but they're obviously wrong so they don't matter."

Re: dragon tangent - paging Ione

[zuhrovet]

"Have you spoken to a dragon?" Sasha asks.

[Very excited for the wyvern enthusiast representation here! ;) ]

Re: dragon tangent - paging Ione

[slybrarian]

"Only once in a meaningful way. They didn't come through my part of the world often. It was a majestic creature, astoundingly graceful despite how large it was," Alaric said, looking off into the distance. "She told me I was an arrogant young man and that I'd probably end up buried under a mountain for the turning of an age after I was an asshole to the wrong person."