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 Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 12:52 pm
Nelioa had again found herself working away in the kitchens. Of the duties she could have recived today it was not the worst and further more she wasnt washing dishes. That alone made it better than normal. Today she had been tasked with helping clean out the storage rooms near the kitchen and gather up some herbs for tonights dinner. That was the part she was looking forward too. Because when she was tasked with finding herbs she was generally allowed an hour or so before she had to worry about coming back to the weyr, and Nelioa happened to know where a spot close by was which ment she could grant herself some extra free time. Even if that only ment lounging in that spot for a majority of the time.
The tall girl carried a crate in her hands, it was too large for her and awkward for her to hold. She was doing her best to hold it but navigating out of the storage room had prooved more difficult that she had imagined. She tiled the box one way, and then the next but her arms where begining to shake and she could feel her fingers slowly sliding off the sides.
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 1:05 pm
Again Sonya had found herself in the Kitchens. This time it was slightly more pleasant than carrying raw meat, but the bad memories still lingered of that bad mouthed candidate she had met on her first day here. Unfortunately for her though, she had been sent to assist one of the candidates here after of course, checking that all the resources were avaiable for the cooks later on that evening. The candidatemaster hadn't given her the meanest task in the world....he had already given her quite a few rather mean ones earlier that week for slacking off, but he had noticed her inability to work easily with other girls and so, had picked on that.
With a black ribbon Sonya quickly tied back her hair for work, and put on a bright smile. Positive attitude, thats all she needed. "Hello....I was told there was a Nelioa here..?"
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 1:08 pm
BANG down goes the crate on the floor narrowly avoiding nelioa's toes. The girl just sighs and shakes her head acting if really nothing was wrong. It was a minor inconveniance and one that happened to her often. She looked up and smiled at the girl in front of her. "That would be me." she said with a small wave.
"Did they send you here to help?" she asked as she leaned down to inspect the crate. It was solidly built and had lasted the fall, thankfully for Nelioa. She dusted her hands off on her tunic, trying to make them less sweaty and ran her sleeve over her forhead. "About half way done in here I would say, but with an extra pair of hands shouldnt be too much longer."
Grein sat watching Nelioa from atop a large stack of crates in the back. Noting that Nelioa had dallied too long the green becan to chitter at her like an old auntie to get back to work.
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 1:22 pm
Sonya literly jumped when the crate made contact with the floor. Sure, the girl seemed to be a having a little difficulty with it before, but it hadn't occurred to her exactly how much. Maybe the candidatemaster wasn't just being mean to her, maybe just nice to someone else for a change. "Yes, only just now though...my names Sonya, im not exactly sure what im meant to be doing through. Just told to find you here, and we were meant to be working on a few tasks you've been briefed on" she explained. Everything had come out rather quickly, as she wanted it off her chest, but at least she thought it was conprehendable. She smiled, forcing back a sigh and moved closer. "Guess you want this thing moved out the way first?" she asked almost jokingly. However keen she was to be polite though, was soon lessened when the green started to chitter, bringing the young candidates attension to it. "Oh...you have a companion. I hardly ever get to see them around here....not unless they are attacking some boy or with a rider" she commented in awe.
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 1:31 pm
Sweeping a stray strand of hair behind her ear Nelioa nodded. "Yeah, Just basicly moving everything out and taking empty crates to be used and reorginzing the room so its clear what is where. Everything just kinda got piled in here so its hard to get to. " inwardly she wondered if the candidatemaster had sent the girl here on purpose to prevent her from having her blissful free time. She quickly dismissed that, not wanting to give the man too much credit.
"Oh Grein?" she asked as she looked over her shoulder at the still scolding Green. "Yeah, she's a good compainon, when she isnt screaming at me!" Nelioa raised her voice to the green and shook a finger.
Grein stubborn as she was only chittered louder and began to pace over the tops of the crates tapping her claws along the top. She had learned that the longer Nelioa dallied the longer it was going to be before she would get fed. Scolding her was the best motivation.
With a sigh Nelioa turned away from the green and back to Sonya. "My mother's gift has more merrit than I think even she knew." she said with a chuckle.
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 1:46 pm
If Nelioa was used to the racket the green caused, Sonya wasn't sure, but in the end it did effect her. She was used to things being a lot quieter than this, if not more lonely. In the end she let her hair down so its thickness might block out some of the noise, even it it wasn't practical. On the other had though, with Nelioa last comment it was rather hard to keep back a quiet giggle. Her parents never bothered her with such gifts, good or bad, only her brother seemed to care for her. "Keeping you on your toes already? Was she trained before, or did you hatch her yourself?" she asked curiously
After a while she crouched down next to the box, ready to lift it again, hopefully showing the green they were going to back or task, or maybe that it wasn't going to be fed even if they did take a break. Somewhere along the lines, Sonya had got the idea, that flits loved nothing more than to snack or eat in some way or another. "Well, sounds easy enough...where should be move this one to?"
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 2:00 pm
Nelioa ignored the green, but through the wince that jolted her body every time it got louder it was clear it wasnt working very well. Bending down Nelioa lifted her end of the box, finding it much easier now with the both of them holding it. The long box was less awkward and more evenly weighted. "Just move it into the hall a bit more so we can have room inside the storage room to move the other boxes. Gotta make a mess before you can clean it." she chuckled as she set the box down again.
Grein had hushed as the girls got back to work. The tiney flit was the manager of the tasks and she would begin chittering her unapproval if they slacked too long out of her sight. For now she curled up on the top of the boxes watching the door with whirrling eyes.
Nelioa sat down on the box with a sigh. "ahh thats a blessed sound now isnt it." she said in hushed tones. "I hatched her myself, but even so she is all her own flit. I wouldnt have trained one to scold me." she said with a laugh. "though my mother might have if she cared for the beasts."
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