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She'd been assigned to help mend new fences for tithes coming in. On a hot day with little supervision and a lot of fencing to put in... what, exactly did they expect to happen? Certainly no heatstroke, if she had any guesses.

Shiloh stood before the area marked out by chalk lines, leaning on a shovel as she held a large water container in the other. There was so much! She'd probably just get splinters and those were hard to pick out from her calluses! And with the sickness going around... she wouldn't be surprised if she got infected from it.

And she was supposed to have a partner for this too... Where were they? Late? Sick? She wouldn't be surprised if they were sick... Shiloh sighed.

Shiloh turned when she addressed, a curiously resigned expression on her face as she met Seragee's gaze. "Mmhmm, splinters and bruises both." She looked over the equipment that Seragee had gathered and arched a brow, noting the distinct lack of first aid supplies.

There were an awful lot of other tools though... was this a woodworker? Or someone who fancied themselves a woodworker? It was always hard to tell here at the Weyr. "Just how many tools do we need?" This was looking more complicated as the moments went by.

Great. She'd probably miss lunch or dinner because of it.

"That's a lot to put up fencing..." She replied curiously, quirking a brow, "I thought we were driving stakes into the ground and then hammering planks to them!"

Shiloh took the offered shovel, nodding, "Yeah, looks like it. Seems simple enough. Oh, and I'm Shiloh. What's yours?"