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 Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 10:51 am
Rolling up his sleeves and quickly pulling on the apron he was given Folen glanced around the tables and counters full of dirty dishes waiting to be cleaned. He knew there were a lot of people in the weyr but just how many was never so apparent as it was at this moment. Not even Harper hall's kitchens at the height of gather season could boast this much work.
A continuous stream of dirty dishes was being carried in by a mix of drudges and candidates while the clean plates and utensils were being stacked neatly to one side. It was a never ending task as the weyr needed to have meals available at all times. Who knew when a rider would need to take a quick meal. So the kitchens were always working and as a result constantly in need of workers.
Giving his head a shake he looked for what he would need to start. The sooner he began to work the earlier he would finish his shift. Finding an open spot he grabbed up a bucket of water and scrubbing pad and started in on the worst pot he could find.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 9:26 pm
Kylar, paint and wherry feathers stuck to his pale skin, dashed through the lower caverns, screaming and laughing Weyrbrats hot on his heels. Drudges and other Weyr-goers scrambled to get out of the way of the stampede as he led them on a merry chase, laughing and smiling himself, all the way to the kitchens. He leapt over one table and rolled under another, but the small children easily found gaps amongst the tables and chairs that he couldn't fit through.
Suddenly, a dragonrider stood up in Kylar's path and he scrambled to keep from colliding, dodging to the side. His sudden stop meant that a dozen screaming children barreled into him, and the whole mess of them went tumbling into an innocent man scrubbing a pot, sending pot, water, and wherry feathers exploding into the air.
Laughing and breathless, Kylar lay on his back with Weyrbrats scattered across his chest, arms, and legs, he blinked the water out of his eyes and glanced sheepishly at Folen.
"Umm, yeah...I'm sorry 'bout that."
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 10:27 pm
Caught by surprise Folen flailed his arms wildly to maintain his balance while reaching out to catch the falling pot so it wouldn't hit anyone on it's way back down. Snatching the offending pot out of the air he looked down at the paint, child and feather covered whirlwind who was currently laid out on the floor.
"No harm done." Folen waved Kylar's apology off with a smile as he set the pot down on an empty surface. "I am more worried about you and your little flock of wherries. Aside from being a bit soggy and laying on the floor, is everyone all right?" he asked mildly glancing at the weyrbrats to be certian no one suffered any serious injury.
When he was satisfied that everyone was fine motioned for the weyrbrats to get up. "All right then you lot, if your not hurt then you should go change out of those wet clothes. If the drudges catch you like this you'll likely be put to work. So hurry," Folen made shooing motions at them, " go on. When your dry you can come back. In fact I happen to know there are a few extra bubbly pies hidden away for the those cleaning the dishes. If you care to lend a hand I am certian I could persuade the drudges to share in the bounty."
Folen grinned as he watched the weyrbrats run off. Some would be back some wouldn't but either way they would be out of immediate trouble for the moment.
Leaning down Folen offered a had to Kylar to help him up. "Quite the odd weather we're having today isn't it?" He asked motioning to the fallen feathers now liberally soaked in wash water.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 8:27 am
Laughing again, Kylar picked the wet feathers from his clothes and skin and got to his feet. "They were making something and I decided to interrupt," he said with a grin, his turqoiuse eyes glimmering merrily.
"Oh hey, since I uh, made a mess of your clean up, want some help?" Blowing the sandy blonde hair out of his eyes, Kylar looked around at all the dirty dishes with a raised brow. He hadn't seen this many left out before, which meant either it had been an abnormally busy morning or someone had shirked their duties. Cracking his knuckles, he didn't wait for an answer and started gathering the dishes up.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 9:05 am
"It sounds like you became their project. I have to admit it certainly was artistic if not overly athletic." Folen laughed as he helped to pick up the last of the dishes on the floor. "I need to work on my dodging skills. I hadn't realized cleaning the dishes was such lively activity."
When all the dishes and pans that had fallen to the floor had been picked up Folen looked around for something to start mopping up. "Never let it be said that I would refuse help freely offered. Thank you." He added as he grabbed a rag and started clearing up the water still on the floor. "I was beginning to think I was going to have to tackle all this by myself. Witch is fine, but I find chores go faster with help."
As soon as the floor was reasonably dry Folen set the rag he'd been using down an took up his scrubbing pad once more and started in on the pot he had been working on before. "I'm Folen by the way."
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 9:06 am
Shrieking and hollering broke through Jada's kitchen-haze from where she was working on helping with the food, and she turned in time to watch a flock of... wherry-children...? collide with one of the dish washers. She winced, glad whoever it was caught that pot before it landed on a small- or large- head. She caught the eye of her superior for the day, who grinned and nodded for the girl to go collect those of the little flock who were still hooting and hollering. As she got closer to the 'crash site', one little ear firmly in each hand and a giggling little one clinging to each side of her body, she saw that it was Folen that had been crashed into and one of the other candidates- she didn't know the name- covered in feathers.
She ushered out the last of the younglings with the promise that she'd tell a story out near the springs later if they were very good, and yes, she would see about bringing bubbly pies with her. When the children were finally gone- all of them- she approached the others, at first only intending to greet Folen and make sure the other Candidate was okay, until she got a good look at the stack of dishes. Oh dear.
"You aren't going to take a bath first?" she teased the candidate she didn't know as her greeting. "And good job Folen, that was a nice catch on that pot." her eyes twinkled with suppressed laughter. Her dark hair was pulled back into a braid to keep it out of her face, and her cheeks were pink from where she'd been standing next to the ovens since early morning. She was working off her "debt" from the day she'd skipped out on work altogether. "I don't think anyone had noticed they'd gotten this high." she nodded towards the dishes. "I'll help out too, if you won't mind me having to run back and forth." she glanced back critically at the stew pot. "I should have some time before I'll have to run back over there, though."
And it wasn't like she was very quick at dishes, so if any of the children came back, or any of the other Candidates had kitchen duty today, she could pass off the duty to them.
She wouldn't mind.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 12:20 pm
"Thank you," Folen said puffing himself up with mock pride. "I've been practicing. After all there were enough misadventures in the kitchens of harper hall too. Remember the time that little green thought the boiling pot would be a good place to lay her eggs? It caused quite a stir when the eggs were presented with dinner to some rather surprised harpers and apprentices."
Laughing Folen offered Jada a scrubbing rag. "Of course you can help. The more the merrier. So long as it's not too much of a bother running back and forth."
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 5:15 pm
A chirp from a rather naughty-looking gold firelizard that poked its head from over Jada's shoulder, and the young woman tsked, sending the flit away. "None of that, you naughty girl. And I quite remember that, Folen." she smiled. "It was right before I became an apprentice. If I recall, more than one was able to hatch his "dinner", too." her deep blue eyes looked almost dreamy, only to narrow as Folen passed her the rag. She took it with a slight wrinkle of her nose, grinning. "I wouldn't say dishes are merry, but they can be fun in good company. And I don't think it will be a problem."
She glanced back at the women she'd been working with. "They'll let me know if something is going wrong anyways." and with that she dunked her hands into the soapy water, round face cheerful. Kylar, who she didn't know, got a smile. "I'm Jadamirei, by the way."
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 7:22 pm
"Oh yeah, I guess that would probably be a good idea," he said with a laugh, looking down at his dishevled feather covered form. "Otherwise I'll cover everything in feathers. Or you can just let me dry," he added, not wanting to abandon them to shower after saying he'd help with the chores.
Eyeing the adorable golden flit, he beckoned her over as she took flight from Jada's shoulder, holding out his arm for her to land on. Scratching her tiny eye ridges, he gave Jada a slight bow, a flirty smile curving his lips. "Such a pretty name for a pretty woman. Please, let me dry your dishes," he said with a wink and a small laugh.
"My name is Kylar, by the way."
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 8:35 pm
The gold crooned as she landed on Kylar's arm, enjoying the admiration. As her version of 'thanks', she started plucking the feathers off of him. They would make a lovely soft bed they would, and the little green would be so jealous, she would. As she pulled off each feather, she let it drop to the floor, where she would collect them later.
Jada laughed, grinning at the other Candidate and her gold's new 'friend'. "I suppose I'll let you do half my work." she winked back at him. "A pleasure to meet you, Kylar. The little lady you have so contentedly plucking you," she giggled, "is Allegretto. It looks like she's decided to help with some of the bathing problem." her lips twitched, and she reached over for one of the less-dirty pots, setting it on the floor. "Put the feathers in here. See?" she plucked one of the feathers off the boy, setting it in the pot exaggeratedly. "In the pot."
Allegretto cooed at her girl and plucked the feather up out of the pot, setting it on the floor.
"No, no." the Candidate bit her lip, staring at the gold. Then, deliberately, she picked the feather off the floor and put it back in the pot.
The gold firelizard picked a feather off the boy, and set it next to the pot.
There was a gleam of humor in the flit's whirling eyes, and just as Jada was about to despair, the gold lifted a feather off the floor, setting it in the pot.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 10:31 pm
Kylar let out a laugh at the little flit's antics and started plucking feathers off of himself, letting them drift into the pot. Then he scratched her eye ride again. "Please to meet you as well, Allegretto," he said with a small bow so as not to disturb her from her perch.
"The flits are amazing little critters. Never cease to amaze me, and you have a very fine girl here," he added, smiling at the gold. He knew how to flatter any female, whether two-legged or four.
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